Chapter 957 Showdown

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Chapter 957 Showdown

"Ye Changsheng, do you dare to fight me to the death, no matter whether you are high or low, life and death are the only points?"

Xiao Fan looked at Ye Changsheng with a cold tone. Although Ye Changsheng gave him a very dangerous feeling, Xiao Fan was still fearless, not because of anything else, but because he was the Lord of Shura Palace!

How can Lord Shura be afraid of people of the same age?

Ye Changsheng's eyelids twitched wildly, but he calmed down quickly: "I really don't know where you got the courage to fight to the death, because you are worthy of a fight to the death with me? Kill you within ten strokes!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Changsheng appeared not far from Xiao Fan in an instant, he was completely angry, his majesty was provoked by Xiao Fan again and again, he just wanted to kill Xiao Fan immediately.

With a snort, a sword finger shot out from his fingertips, a seemingly ordinary finger, but it contained destructive power.

In that sword finger, there is even more flame power. The golden flame seems to burn everything, and it burns everything, exuding a fiery breath.

After stepping on Qianli Tengguang, Xiao Fan retreated, narrowly avoiding a finger, he didn't expect Ye Changsheng to shoot without saying hello.

"Don't even dare? It seems that you are also afraid of death." Xiao Fan chuckled lightly, and said with disdain, "Kill me within ten moves? I really don't know where your confidence comes from?"

Not to mention ten moves, even a hundred moves, even a thousand moves may not be able to defeat Xiao Fan, his speed is almost unmatched.

"It's just ants!"

Ye Changsheng was very fast, missed a single blow, and rushed towards Xiao Fan again. During the flight, he reached out and grabbed it. The spiritual energy in the void seemed to be evacuated by him in an instant, and condensed into a huge flame palm.

Flame palms shrouded from all around, Xiao Fan only felt his whole body tense, a huge pressure seemed to crush him.

"The power of heaven and earth, isn't this the power of the Battle Saint Realm?" The crowd screamed, their eyes full of disbelief.

The power of heaven and earth, although the fourth level of willpower can touch a ray, but it is the power of the holy war realm after all, the power is infinite, and it is not something ordinary people can bear.

What the crowd was curious about was that Ye Changsheng could manipulate the power of the flames of heaven and earth at will, but he could do it easily. Could it be that he has broken through to the peak of Zhandi?

The distorted space kept squeezing Xiao Fan. If he hadn't cast the indestructible golden body, Xiao Fan's body would have been squeezed to pieces.

The power of the heaven and earth flames continuously burned Xiao Fan, and Xiao Fan showed a ferocious expression on his face.

Suddenly, a layer of faint sword energy whizzed out from his body, condensed into a sword energy barrier to protect him in the center, and the flames were completely blocked by the sword energy.

However, Ye Changsheng didn't give him a chance at all, he appeared next to Xiao Fan in a flash, and at some point a black long sword appeared in his hand.

Obviously, Ye Changsheng also has a half-open space magic weapon on his body, and he can put the sword into it.

Clang!

Xiao Fan didn't dare to underestimate him, he used the rock holy sword to block in front of him without hesitation, a crisp sound came out, and sparks shot out from the void, condensing into lines and shooting into the distance.

It has to be said that Ye Changsheng has a strong sense of fighting, and his fighting experience is very comparable, as if he has been immersed in the way of swordsmanship for many years.

However, Xiao Fan's combat talent is no weaker than anyone else's, and his comprehension of combat skills is even more invincible. If it is not a small realm behind Ye Changsheng, how can Xiao Fan be passive?

"Flame will, Nirvana sword will, fast and slow sword will, except for Nirvana sword will, the other two wills have all comprehended the fourth level!" Xiao Fan looked extremely dignified.

Although his Shura will and immortal will have both comprehended the third level, which is considered to be the late stage of the war emperor, but Ye Changsheng is equivalent to the peak of the war emperor.

With Ye Changsheng's strength, it is estimated that there are almost no opponents in the Battle Saint Realm. Once the three wills break through the fourth level, even the strong in the early stage of the Battle Saint may have a fight!

Xiao Fan's eyes were a bit dignified, Ye Changsheng was definitely the strongest opponent he had ever met below the Battle Saint Realm, even Jiang Youyue was far inferior.

No wonder he is so proud, no wonder other monks fear him so much, his strength is really not ordinary.

"Qiao~qiang..." The terrifying sword energy collided continuously in the void, making sharp noises, and the two left afterimages in the void.

Ye Changsheng's speed was very fast, but Xiao Fan was not slow either. Asura's will was extremely mysterious. When he started fighting, Xiao Fan felt his blood boil all over his body, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

For some reason, he felt that the more he fought, the stronger he became, and the more he fought, the more mad he became. The rocky holy sword in his hand was as heavy as a weight, but as his killing intent increased, it became more and more relaxed, even as if it was nothing.

It was as if he had used the Holy Rock Sword for many years and got used to its weight. He swung the sword faster and faster. He was still at a disadvantage before, but soon he was on par with Ye Changsheng.

"Ten moves, now that a hundred moves have been passed, what can you do to me?" Xiao Fan chuckled, but Ye Changsheng was very strong, but his state at the moment was also very mysterious.

Normally, it was impossible for him to fight so easily. After all, Ye Changsheng had already mobilized the power of the battle spirit, and he still did not use the battle spirit, but only fought with Shura's will.

"Death!" Ye Changsheng yelled angrily, obviously also really angry, the black long sword in his hand danced, and was about to fall into the void cut off by ripples of black sword energy, the void was filled with black chill, breathtaking.

"Yellow Spring dies!"

Before the sound fell, all the ripples of the black sword energy were connected in vain. Within the range covered by the sword energy, everything stopped, not only time stopped, but also space seemed to stop.

The world is so dark that you can't see your fingers, and you can't hear any sound.

"The Nirvana of the Underworld? This is the secret skill of the Nirvana Sword and the Soul of War, isn't it that Changsheng has comprehended it now?" High above the sky, Yuchi Kuangsheng showed surprise and worry.

As we all know, when a monk breaks through to the Battle Saint Realm, and when the ninth-rank battle spirit is integrated with the monk's own blood, it is very likely to comprehend the secret skills of the battle spirit.

These secret skills are very strange, and their power is even more infinite. It is normal for monks below the Battle Saint Realm and those who have comprehended the secret skills to jump up to fight or even jump up to kill stronger people.

Just like Xiao Fan's Asura Divine Wing, which is a secret technique inherited exclusively by the master of the Asura Hall, when it is used, Xiao Fan's speed will increase several times, and ordinary monks of the same level are no match.

This is also the reason why Yuchi Kuangsheng was surprised and worried. He was surprised that Ye Changsheng had come into contact with many methods of the warriors in the War Saint Realm in the later period of Emperor Zhan, but he was worried about Xiao Fan's safety.

Ye Shuishui just smiled lightly and said, "Changsheng has already won this battle."

Yuchi Kuangsheng remained silent, apparently acquiescing.

In the dark void, Xiao Fan's expression froze slightly, but in vain, a burst of energy came from his blood and flooded into his eyes. In an instant, Xiao Fan felt that everything around him was branded in his mind.

In the distance, a figure in white clothes was slowly approaching, his expression was extremely cold, and there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He doesn't think I can't see him, does he? That's too self-confident." A strange look flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes, and he cursed angrily in his heart: "Damn it, the people in Wushuang Holy City are indeed narcissists. Dugu Changfeng is like this, Lingtian is like this, and Ye Changsheng is like this."

Xiao Fan didn't move, but he tightened the rocky holy sword in his hand. He really wanted to know what expression Ye Changsheng would have when he swung down with his sword.