Chapter 2114 Vengeance

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Cup Mo Ting fell into a state of drunkenness completely, relying on his instinct for the way of swordsmanship, the speed of swinging the sword increased sharply!

Gorgeous sword marks with dazzling red light fell towards Ye Fan like a gust of wind and rain!

cut! tease! prick! Draw! cut!

The simple and crude, direct and effective sword lights are densely packed, and even those holy places can no longer be seen clearly!

"Ah! ah! ah—"

The sound comes from the strange roar of the most primitive fighting instinct, the horrifying twisted facial features, and even the bright red tongue that is dragging out...

Don't let the cup stop at this time, without the slightest elegance, just like a crazy ghost!

Ye Fan was holding a huge black sword, his eyes were calm and calm, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

He didn't attack directly, but also kept going up, down, left, and right at an extremely fast speed, and quickly blocked!

"Keng Keng Keng Keng!!!—"

The green snake sword slashed on the giant sword. Although the speed was extremely fast, each sword was enough to split mountains and smash jade!

The sound of sword strikes, like thunder and rolling, continued to be heard in mid-air!

"This... this sword is too fast!"

"The key is that the sword god can still block it!?"

The saints couldn't help being more and more dumbfounded, and once again felt awe-inspiring about the way of swordsmanship.

That's why not everyone chooses to practice swordsmanship even though they know that the swordsman's combat power is outstanding. This is something that anyone can practice! ?

"Sword God has been defending all the time, is this being suppressed?!"

"No... the sword intent on the Sword God's body is a bit weird..."

There are a few strong people in the holy realm, at this time, they found that there was a dark and golden red sword intent around Ye Fan's body, constantly lingering!

Every time he catches a sword, the sword intent on his body will have a special rhythm, and the energy of the sword intent will continue to accumulate and increase!

In the state of drunkenness, Bei Moting not only greatly increased his offensive power, but also greatly increased his defensive resilience. He insisted on resisting the sword intent on Ye Fan's body, constantly oppressing him in close combat!

The black and golden figure, and the gorgeous scarlet light and shadow, were like two thunderbolts in the sky above Asgard, colliding fiercely, exchanging fire, and fighting fiercely together after separating!

In less than half a minute, they didn't know that there was a confrontation of hundreds and thousands of swords! !

For the people in the Immortal Palace, every second of this is a suffocating feast of swordsmanship, everyone holds their breath and concentrates, their hearts are fascinated, and their souls are stirred!

Xiao Xin'er had just hurriedly taken a few unconscious sisters to hide outside the fairy palace.

Now standing alone outside the Immortal Palace, seeing the battle scene in the air, I can't take my eyes off it anymore!

Although she kept saying that she always wanted to catch up with the man's footsteps, she actually understood that the gap between herself and Ye Fan was too far...

However, until this moment, Xiao Xiner completely gave up the idea of ​​chasing Ye Fan...

The woman even wondered if she could reach this terrifying state if she gave herself another ten thousand years! ?

"Yeah!—"

Amidst the screams, the crazy Cup Mo stopped his face full of blood, and his red eyes were like ghosts. Even though his body was burned by the magic flames, he still held the sword in both hands, and slashed at Ye Fan with a shocking blow! !

"Clang!—"

With the sound of heavy impact, Ye Fan still stabbed the cross of the sword steadily, and received the sword in the air!

After the sword strike, Bei Moting's veins popped all over his body, but he was frozen there, gasping for breath...

In less than half a minute, his violent output method made it difficult for his body to continue.

However, even though he tried his best, he still couldn't defeat Ye Fan!

There are also some small wounds on Ye Fan's face and body, but they are healing quickly.

Obviously, Cup Mo's attack after he was drunk could indeed hurt him, but it was just scratching the surface!

"Ah……"

Ye Fan exhaled a mouthful of fiery white air, the temperature of the blood in his body made his whole body burn!

"It's a good show... but, it's only good..."

A pair of eyes, one black and one gold, were clearly blazing with flames, and the eyes could not be seen clearly, but a deterrent force like the arrival of a demon king was hard to hide!

As soon as Ye Fan finished speaking, the huge sword in his hand shook!

Cup Mo Ting's figure was pushed out more than ten meters away!

In an instant, Ye Fan flew to catch up again, and at the same time, the sword intent swirling around his body, like a powder keg being ignited, erupted instantly!

"Purgatory Sword Demon... Revenge Sword Shadow!"

In less than a second, countless black flame lightsabers burst out from Ye Fan's body!

These swords were all made in the same way as Bei Moting's attack method and angle just now, and they roared towards Bei Moting himself in turn!

Just now, Bei Mo stopped the attack within half a minute, and Ye Fan only used this moment to return it all!

This is exactly the sword intent Ye Fan created by combining his "counterattack" skills with part of the power of the Demon Sword Demon.

Originally, because his sword intent was not deep enough, it was difficult to counterattack to achieve enough actual combat effect.

But now that he has officially stepped into the Heart Sword, Ye Fan is like having a thick counterattack armor!

After forcibly absorbing and remembering the attack of Jiu Jianxian, it was like the return of the devil king from hell, bursting out with vengeful anger, and counterattacked back with the black flame flying sword!

Cup Moting seemed to be facing thousands of swordsmen of the same level as him at the same time and swung their swords at him.

Although the angles of some sword moves were not right, the remaining sword moves were already irresistible to him!

Two fists are no match for four hands, let alone a thousand hands! ?

Cup Moting, who was full of sword intent to protect his body, frantically danced the Green Snake Sword, but even so, he still scored dozens of swords in a row! !

"Puff puff puff puff!!..."

The blood was continuously shot out from the body, the blood holes and scars directly turned Bei Moting into a man of one blood!

I saw Bei Moting falling from the sky, but he managed to protect his head, heart and other vital parts!

The state of drunkenness quickly stimulated his potential and greatly increased his healing power. After landing, he still dragged his broken body, raised his sword to the sky and roared!

Ye Fan didn't stop at this point, he took advantage of the situation and swooped down, facing the already exhausted Cup Mo Zing, launched the last wave of fierce attack!

"ah!!--"

This time, it was replaced by Ye Fan dancing wildly with his giant sword, unleashing his ancient sword skills with all his strength.

Even though the huge and heavy sword was like a door panel, it was as light as nothing, as fast as a dark gust of wind!

Jianjian is black and hot, and Jianjian breaks mountains and smashes jade!

Ye Fan slashed wildly, and Cup Mo Ting retreated to barely block. The two of them were like two lunatics fighting on the street. They seemed to be swinging their swords instinctively, without beauty or magnificence at all.

But it was such an "ugly" offensive and defensive battle, which made a group of powerful saints feel like they were out of their bodies, not daring to miss a moment!

"Huchi...huchi..."

The blood in Bei Moting's eyes gradually dissipated, and the alcohol seemed to fade away under Ye Fan's constant attack...

The moment his eyes regained a trace of clarity, his aura immediately weakened!

"Crack!"

The Green Snake Sword, which was full of scars, finally couldn't stop Ye Fan's mad attack and broke in two!

"Puff!"

There was a deep bloodstain on Bei Moting's chest, several of his ribs were severed by the black giant sword, and his abdominal organs burst!

"Cough!—" Bei Moting spurted a mouthful of blood, and finally fell down!

When he fell down, looking at the sky, there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes...