Chapter 756 Sword vs Fantasy

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

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

"Little lion." Ye Fan replied, and also looked at the final fantasy beast next to Ning Xiachuan: "Where's yours?"

"It's called illusion, the illusion of disillusionment, the illusion of dream." Ning Xiachuan replied, his eyes still scanning the little lion.

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

As he said this, Huan Huan was also looking at the little lion. Perhaps it was due to the feeling of blood. It was filled with surprise, hostility, and some... affinity?

"Want to practice?" Noticing the electric arc flashing on Huan's body, Ning Xiachuan smiled: "Ye Fan, are you interested in a sparring match between beast masters?"

"Not now." Of course Ye Fan would not agree.

Little lions are better at growth and plasticity. If you compete with the illusion at this time, you 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 give in completely and added in response.

"I'm really looking forward to that day." Ning Xiachuan nodded and paused slightly: "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 expressing his refusal.

Of course he wanted to conquer the Gods, and he invited Jiang Wuyin before Ning Xiachuan proposed it.

But if Ningxia Sichuan wants to fight against the gods, then Ye Fan is not very interested. In the final analysis, the two parties have the same purpose, to destroy the human race.

None of them are good.

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

"With the principal's current strength, he can annihilate the gods himself." Ye Fan said slightly tentatively.

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

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

"The south is a community, and Nanchuan is just a leader, not a hegemon." Ye Fan waved his hand and looked at Ningxia Sichuan.

"You kid, you still don't have a word of truth in your mouth." Ning Xiachuan waved his hand.

"Okay, in that case, see you next time."

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, naturally not trying to persuade him to stay.

Ning Xiachuan was also about to turn around and leave, but at this moment, several Jiange disciples arrived in a hurry.

"Pavilion Master, our disciple who was guarding the gate was killed. The murderer was a beast that looked like a man and a cat..."

Feeling sad and angry all the way, the disciple just walked in and saw Ningxia Chuanhe Huan, and he trembled with fright.

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

"It's so noisy." Huan said from the side of Ningxia River. A phantom flashed in the air, and the disciples of Jiange who were identifying the murderer a moment ago turned into pieces of minced meat.

This frightened several others.

"Master, save me!"

clang.

He raised his hand slightly, and a spiritual sword blocked Huan's attack. The next moment, thousands of spiritual swords shook in the Longquan Palace.

"It's just a naughty beast." Ning Xiachuan naturally didn't care about the deaths of several people: "Master Jiang is too nervous."

"Just naughty? How many lives, you tell me it's just your naughty beast?"

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

The spirit swords sensed the anger of the strongest swordsman after the Patriarch, and buzzed in response to him.

call out! call out! call out!

The sound of breaking through the air continued to sound. Just like when they met at that time, Jiang Wuyin once again used his sword control skills and controlled countless spiritual swords to launch an attack.

Huan Ye also launched an attack. Facing Jiang Wuyin, it just roared, and its body seemed to turn into a shadow. It nimbly avoided the flying attack of the spirit sword, and at the same time it was approaching Jiang Wuyin at a high speed.

"Good guy." The battle was about to break out, and Ye Fan on the side quickly pulled the little lion back to the safety zone.

But the little lion didn't move. Even though Ye Fan pulled him back, his eyes were moving rapidly, as if he was locking Huan who was speeding through the spirit sword.

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

"It's annoying." The little lion replied without thinking, but after looking at it carefully for a while, it turned its head with a tangled expression.

"But, it's very close."

"You hate it and you're close to it at the same time?" Ye Fan felt a little puzzled by the little lion's words, "You must have some connection with its bloodline."

After saying this, Ye Fan thought a little.

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

Phantasm was born from the successful research of the little lion. It was called the phantom beast species through the fusion of the bloodline of the relics. It was more powerful and at the same time had unknown risks for Chizuru and the others.

"I don't know, I don't want to see it." Xiaoshi shook his head and said to Mark.

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

Rumble.

The battle in the field also became intense at this moment. Huan was already close, and Jiang Wuyin was fighting closely while controlling thousands of spiritual swords to attack at the same time.

The power of the illusion is obviously beyond Ye Fan's expectation. It is glowing with an inexplicable light at this time, and there are countless shadows of relics behind it. Not only that, but there are also many clones with similar strength to it.

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 energy to push Huan away. Then, he continuously waved the spirit sword, frenzy, and tornado, and two terrifying sword energy swept in, pushing 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 roared, 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, and 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 to prevent collapse, and the aftermath swept Ye Fan suddenly 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 our 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, Ningxia Chuan retreated.

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