Chapter 966
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Ye Fan also discovered that this Blood Fiend Sword Intent was indeed extraordinary.
This was the first time he realized that a sword could interfere with the other's inner world.
From this, it could be seen that although Zhang Guike's cultivation was at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Condensation realm, his killing power was even greater than that of the Black Emperor, who had a higher cultivation level than him.
Sword intent. As expected, every Blade Master was different, and none of them were easy to deal with!
Ye Fan felt a bit of pressure, but it was more of excitement.
He could totally use disintegration, using his physical fitness, to forcefully defeat Zhang Guike, just like how he defeated the Black Emperor last time. As long as he increased his speed and strength, Zhang Guike would not be able to react.
However, this was the first time Ye Fan had encountered a swordsman with sword intent, and more importantly, he wanted to use his own sword intent to break the opponent's sword intent!
This was because Ye Fan wanted to understand more about his sword intent. In a clash with other sword intents, what kind of feeling did he have?
Seeing that the Blood Fiend Sword Intent had already enveloped him like a thick cloud, Ye Fan calmed his mind and released an ancient sword technique. One sword attack swung out like a tornado!
The blood mist was immediately dispersed. Ye Fan flew out, and aimed a sword attack at Zhang Qianzhi!
Zhang Qian shouted loudly, and his sword met the attack with a "clang"! The two swords collided!
Beneath Zhang Guizhou's feet, the ground cracked, but he was still barely able to block this sword!
"You actually aren't affected by my Blood Fiend Sword Intent …" Zhang Guizhou gritted his teeth and said.
Ye Fan grinned, "The darkness in your heart, in my opinion, is nothing at all..."
Zhang Guizhou's eyes flashed with a cold light, coldly snorted, and his sword moved in a blur. After slipping away from Ye Fan's suppression, he somersaulted in the air, and his black iron long sword drew a blood-red arc.
"Blood Moon Cut!"
This sword intent was like a blood-red crescent moon. It then split into hundreds of sword intents, and the scope of their spread became even wider. It was simply unavoidable!
Seeing this, Ye Fan directly thrusted out his sword. The sword intent created a shockwave like a shockwave, piercing through the dozens of blood swords in front of him!
Zhang Guizhou seemed to have also expected that this move would not be able to deal with Ye Fan, so he quickly turned back. The xuan iron sword danced out sword light one after another, scattering out a blood-colored sword net!
This sword intention attack of Zhang Guizhou could be said to be impenetrable. Layers and layers of sword net, even if it was split open, would immediately condense. The suppressive force could be imagined!
Ye Fan continuously waved his sword a few times, and discovered that although he could break through some of the sword net, it didn't have any intrinsic effect. He couldn't break this move for a while, and was stuck in a quagmire!
The net was vast and wide, not leaking any information. This was a net that could cause all negative emotions to erupt, allowing people to gradually walk into despair!
At this time, two people flew over from the distant street. They were Ling Qingfeng and Ling Baiyi!
After they found out the specific direction from Jiang Xiaobai, they came all the way over. However, their speed was slightly slower than Ye Fan's. Thankfully, they heard the sound of fighting not too far away, so they found this place quickly.
"Dad!" "Grandfather!"
When Ling Yuwei saw the two of them, she hurriedly ran over.
"Yuwei, are you alright?"
Ling Bai hurriedly supported his daughter. Seeing that she was unharmed, he was at ease.
"I'm fine, but Ye Fan seems to be in trouble!" That Zhang Guizhou is so fierce when he fights! " Ling Yuwei said anxiously.
"That scoundrel really …" Ling Qingfeng looked at Zhang Guizhou, who was fighting with Ye Fan, with a complicated sullen expression on his face.
"Mr. Ye!" I'll help you! " Upon hearing that, Ling Bai hurriedly took action.
However, Ye Fan immediately shouted from within the blood net, "Don't come over here! I haven't had a good fight yet! No one is allowed to interfere! "
Hearing Ye Fan's voice, which seemed to be not in a hurry, the three generations of the Ling Family were all stunned.
This sword intent of mine is like countless human miseries that will never end. It's enough for you to forever sink into hell! Just wait for your death! "
Ye Fan had indeed felt all sorts of tragic auras, and as the Blood Fiend Sword Intent continued to accumulate, more and more desolate scenes appeared in his mind.
Ye Fan waved the long sword in his hand, sword after sword … It was not clean and could not be cut. The encirclement of the blood net became smaller and smaller, getting closer and closer to him!
Not far away, Ling Qingfeng and Ling Baiyi had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.
"Sword intent? "He has actually comprehended sword intent..." Although Ling Bai already knew that there was a gap between his and Zhang Guiyi's talents, but after so many years, knowing that the gap was even bigger, he still could not bring himself to accept it.
Ling Yuwei was about to cry, "Dad, Grandfather, quickly think of something! Could he be holding on?! "
"It doesn't look like it … Look at Mr. Ye's eyes … " Ling Qingfeng pointed.
Ling Yuwei looked carefully and realized that even though he was surrounded by such a brutal sword intent, Ye Fan's eyes were getting brighter and brighter!?
In fact, at this time, Ye Fan's heart was in turmoil, as if he was dreaming back to the battlefield of his past!
He and his group of brothers and sisters had won many seemingly impossible battles. They had been born from the deepest abyss of hell, broken out of its prison, and suffered countless hardships. They had been born from hell itself!
He was not afraid of this suffering, he dared to face this grief!
He had been killed out of injustice, injustice, and heartlessness since he was young!
But Zhang Guizhou would never have thought that Ye Fan's experience since he was young had made his mental strength unimaginable!
Deep inside Ye Fan's heart, there seemed to be a voice shouting out. The sword in his hand also seemed to be obeying that voice's call.
"In my world … There was no submission, only conquest! My sword intent, is the same as well! "
The formless sword intent was like a tornado that had torn through everything in its path, shattering the Blood Fiend Heavenly Net in a mess!
At this time, in Zhang Guike's eyes, Ye Fan was like a giant spirit god, waving a thousand kilograms heavy sword, wanting to crush him into pieces!
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