Chapter 756 Sword Vs. Illusion

After the voice fell, there was no response in the hall. Ye Fan and Ning Xiachuan looked at each other, their eyes converged, with a little collision.

"What's its name?" After a while, Ning Xiachuan spoke to break the deadlock.

"Little lion." Ye Fan answered, and also looked at the final fantasy beast species beside Ning Xiachuan: "What's yours?"

"It's called Huan, the Huan of disillusionment, the Huan of fantasy." Ning Xiachuan answered, his eyes still scanning the little lion.

"The first generation seems to have some other characteristics."

As he said, Huan also looked at the little lion on the side. Perhaps it was a feeling from the bloodline, it was surprised, hostile, and some... affinity?

"Want to practice?" Noticing the flashing arc on Huan's body, Ning Xiachuan smiled: "Ye Fan, are you interested in a beastmaster competition?"

"Not now." Ye Fan certainly wouldn't agree.

The little lion wins in growth and plasticity. If it competes with Huan at this time, it will definitely suffer a big loss.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will compete with the principal." Of course, Ye Fan did not completely admit his fear, and responded.

"I'm looking forward to that day." Ning Xiachuan nodded and paused for a moment: "So you really won't participate in the battle against the Gods?"

"I have to go to the north first." Ye Fan responded, once again refusing.

Of course he wanted to fight against the Gods. He had invited Jiang Wuyin before Ning Xiachuan proposed it.

But if Ning Xiachuan wanted to fight against the Gods, then Ye Fan would not be very interested. After all, the two sides actually have similar goals, destroying the human race.

Neither of them is a good thing.

"That's a pity." Ning Xiachuan sighed: "I still thought we could fight side by side or something."

"With the current strength of the principal, he can annihilate the Gods by himself." Ye Fan said tentatively.

"It should be no problem." Ning Xiachuan agreed and glanced at Ye Fan: "After dealing with the Gods, I will soon return to the inland of the human race."

"I heard that you will soon dominate the entire southern inland?"

"The south is a community, and Nanchuan is just a guide, not a hegemon." Ye Fan waved his hand and looked at Ning Xiachuan.

"You kid, you still don't say a word of truth." Ning Xiachuan waved his hand.

"Okay, if that's the case, then see you next time."

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, and naturally would not try to keep him.

Ning Xiachuan was also ready to turn around and leave, and at this moment, several Sword Pavilion disciples hurried over.

"Pavilion Master, our gatekeeper disciple was killed. The murderer has a beast that looks like a human and a cat..."

The disciple just walked in with grief and anger, and saw Ning Xiachuan and Huan at a glance, and shuddered with fear.

"Master, it's him! It's him!"

"So noisy." Huan next to Ning Xiachuan spoke, and saw a phantom flashing in the air, and the Sword Pavilion disciple who was still identifying the murderer the moment before turned into a few pieces of minced meat.

This scared the other people.

"Master, save me!"

Ding.

He raised his hand slightly, and a spirit sword blocked Huan's attack. The next moment, thousands of spirit swords vibrated in Longquan Hall.

"The beastman was just naughty," Ning Xiachuan naturally didn't care about the death of several people: "Master Jiang is too nervous."

"Just naughty? Several lives, you tell me that it was just your beastman who was naughty?"

Jiang Wuyin was even more furious. This time he could no longer endure it, and his aura surged.

The spirit swords sensed the anger of the strongest sword master after the ancestor, and they all made buzzing sounds in response to him.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The sound of breaking through the air continued to sound, just like when they met at that time. Jiang Wuyin once again used the sword control technique and controlled countless spirit swords to attack at the same time.

Huan also launched an attack. Facing Jiang Wuyin, it just roared, and its body seemed to turn into a phantom, nimbly avoiding the attack of the spirit sword, and at the same time, it was approaching Jiang Wuyin at a very fast speed.

"Good guy." The battle was about to break out, and Ye Fan on the side hurriedly pulled the little lion back to the safe area.

But the little lion did not move, and let Ye Fan pull it back, but his eyes were moving quickly, as if locking onto the illusion that was flying through the spirit sword.

"What's wrong?" Ye Fan naturally noticed the little lion's abnormality, patted its shoulder, and whispered: "That illusion beast, how do you feel?"

"Very annoying." The little lion answered without thinking, but after looking at it carefully for a while, it turned its head and showed a tangled expression.

"But, very close."

"Hateful and close?" Ye Fan was a little puzzled by the little lion's words, "You and its bloodline should have some origin."

After saying this, Ye Fan thought for a while.

The origin of the little lion is very simple. It was created through the scientific research data of the illusion beast species sealed by the court and countless extraordinary beast bloodlines. As the first generation, it carries the perfect combination of the illusion beast species.

And the illusion was born from the success of the little lion's research. It is called the illusion beast species and is derived from the fusion of the bloodline of the relic species. It is more powerful, but it has unknown risks for Qianhe and others.

"I don't know, I don't want to see it." The little lion shook his head and said to Ye Fan.

"Okay, then you go to the beast control space to rest first." Ye Fan did not refuse, raised his hand, and took the little lion into the beast control space.

Rumble.

The battle in the field also became fierce at this moment. Huan had already approached, and Jiang Wuyin was fighting closely while driving thousands of spirit swords to attack at the same time.

Huan's strength was obviously beyond Ye Fan's expectations. It was now stained with an inexplicable light, and there were countless phantoms of the relic behind it. Not only that, there were also many clones with similar strength.

These weird methods can even allow it to fight Jiang Wuyin in the sword pavilion.

They are all phantom beasts, so there must be something special about them.

"You can actually fight Jiang Wuyin in the sword pavilion. The strength of this ultimate fantasy beast is really terrifying..."

Of course, Jiang Wuyin did not gain fame in vain. With the blessing of the spirit sword, he firmly suppressed Huan. Although Huan attacked desperately, he did not get any benefits. Instead, he had a few more wounds on his body.

"open."

At a certain moment, Jiang Wuyin gave a sharp shout and swung a Jinghong Sword Qi to push Huan back. Then, he continuously waved the spirit sword, frenzy, and tornado. Two terrifying sword Qi swept in and pushed Huan away again.

"Evil beast."

The distance between the two sides widened at this moment. Jiang Wuyin raised his hand, thousands of spiritual swords were combined in the blink of an eye, and the huge Wia was like a god descending to earth.

"It's that sword." Ye Fan saw Jiang Wuyin's move, which was his final test question against the little lion that day.

"I want to see if you can take my sword."

Jiang Wuyin spoke coldly, and the assembled giant sword rushed out instantly.

Huan had just withdrawn a bit and faced this monstrous sword. It wanted to dodge, but when it moved, it found that it seemed to be locked by Jiang Wuyin's sword intention and could not move at all.

"Roar."

Huan let out an angry roar, and then, the shadows of the relics behind it melted into its body.

Its body expanded rapidly in the next moment, with six thick arms, dragon wings, scales... In the blink of an eye, the human-cat phantom beast that seemed a little elegant just now turned into a huge monster.

boom! !

The collision between the giant sword and the magic erupted, and the entire hall shook violently. The runes on the walls and ceiling flashed and did not collapse. The aftermath that swept over suddenly pushed Ye Fan back.

Tsk tsk tsk.

At first, Huan blocked the giant sword, and the muscles on the monster's body exploded, but the stalemate didn't last long. It was knocked away by the giant sword and knocked out of the hall in an instant.

Dust was everywhere, Jiang Wuyin raised his hand again, and thousands of long swords quickly returned from the dust.

"In my sword pavilion, we will never allow the indiscriminate killing of innocent people." After saying this, Jiang Wuyin turned to look at Ningxia Chuan, preparing to take action again.

"The strength of the pavilion master is indeed amazing." Ning Xiachuan did not panic and just clapped.

Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.

Applause sounded, and at the same time, Huan walked out of the dust again and came to his side.

It wasn't injured at all, and the sword blow just now seemed to have only shattered some of its scales.

"You." This scene made Jiang Wuyin's eyes change slightly. The momentum he had just released gathered again. Before he could take action, Ningxiachuan retreated.

"I don't have much time. If Master Jiang wants to kill me, he will have to wait until next time."