Ye Fan needs to find out the Obsidian Legion as soon as possible. What is going on, knowing oneself and knowing oneself, can carry out the next battle.

The Obsidian Legion has a face to face.

The purple-haired black woman turned to the eyes of a man in a cloak and a mage.

On the wizard's staff, the crystal emits a glare, and the glare of the brilliance illuminates the entire night sky!

At the same time, the purple-haired black woman burst into a chaotic pressure, and dozens of purple flames of light flares fell from the sky!

The men in black glasses also made a move, waving their hands, and sticking out the tough energy of a black tape in the void, directly entangled the leaf sail!

Other chaotic warriors, like the heart, will be shot in the direction of Ye Fan!

Corrosive acid appeared on the ground, and the poisonous and dense fog filled the road.

At this time, the wind in the valley is like a death purgatory!

Feng Qingyu and Xiao Huai Su, this time was guarded by Ye Fan’s flying sword.

But even then, they still noticed that the dozens of horrible powers outside, the power of sudden explosion!

"Oh... this... this pressure..." Xiao Huai-su slowed down this time, his face was white, and some could not believe his judgment.

Feng Qingyu also trembled at this time. "Is it... these people have surpassed the realm of the Holy Spirit!?"

"That... that is cold..." Xiao Huaisu looked at her eyes and realized that she was wrong. "That he..."

There is a slight worry in the wind, but the face is extremely cold: "Hey, death is dead, he is a jerk! Death is not enough!"

Xiao Huai Su Mo silent, his eyes looked at the complex, the numerous flying swords.

These swords form a shield that is like a pair of strong arms full of security, holding them in it...

"Hey now! Turn on the transfer!"

The purple-haired black woman shouted, and the cloak mage was also ready to sing.

A blue aperture emerges, and the remaining dozens are going to be sent away as soon as possible!

Clear operational thinking!

They are the survivors of the last days, but they are not warlike. When they encounter such strong people, they do not want to be strong enemies even if they occupy the advantage of numbers.

If you have become cannon fodder, isn’t it too bad?

Therefore, after discovering that Ye Fan’s strength is strong, the first reaction of everyone is to go first! From long-term considerations!

All together release the attack and delay tricks, and then get the timing of the transfer!

Ye Fan stood in the attack of countless chaotic forces, and there was a slap in the corner of his mouth...

"Frozen frost!"

I saw the flying swords around his body, all flying swords, all toward a dozen monks in the sky, bursting into the air!

Through the principle of particle evangelism, Ye Fan’s Yu Jianshu constantly pursues the speed of approaching light.

Today, his flying sword seems to have been driven by countless particle-forming engines!

It has not been a concept at all with the original Yu Jianshu!

A cold light pierced all the power of chaos, and the group of monks reacted and had already penetrated their bodies!

"Puff puff--"

Super speed means super explosive!

With a stock of unparalleled swordsmanship, tearing through everything!

Intensive penetrating sounds are accompanied by screams!

Master's trick, the transmission magic is interrupted!

But Feijian’s nearly speed of light attack did not stop!

I saw a hundred of them flying the sword in the air to trace the trajectory of iron and silver hooks, shuttle back and forth, and all these obsidian warriors were broken into sieves!

It seems that these people also have a distance of several hundred meters, but this distance is basically equal to Feijian!

These monks only saw a little bit of cold flashing, but they couldn't see where the flying sword came from!

fast! too fast!

A few of them can only dodge through keen perception and ultra-fast moving speed.

However, because Feijian almost formed an interwoven network, even the space for escape is very small!

Ye Fan himself stood in the same place, and only protected himself with the sword, and then blocked all the attacks of these chaotic forces.

Instead, the two women behind, Ye Fan also deliberately spent his thoughts, burning the sword to the flames of the sword to block the damage outside.

This trick "frozen frosty sky" is a further groping from the cold light and the master sword.

After two hundred years of research, Ye Fan has made many breakthroughs in sword, sword, and sword.

Nowadays, he can use the fastest speed of the sword to control more than a hundred flying swords, so as to achieve the effect of the cold weather, like the frost star.

"The moon is falling over the sky," and this is the picture of the sword.

After a while, the power of chaos around it dissipated.

Ye Fan symbolically hit a ring, the cold weather, stopped the flicker, turned into a hundred-year-old Sen Han Fei Fei sword that did not occupy the blood, returned to Ye Fan, and stood by.

A body with a falling from the air.

It’s not so much a corpse, but a fragmented organization.

As for their spirits, they have long been smashed by unparalleled swords!

Ye Fan perceived it and found that there was still a half dead and alive, and he walked leisurely.

"Yes, this is not dead," Ye Fan found, this guy is the black glasses, quite arrogant man.

However, this product only has one head and upper body left. Although it can reshape the flesh, it is impossible to recover in a short time because of the sword's intentional killing.

"Cough..." The black glasses spit a few mouthfuls of blood, and the face was scared and said: "Let... let me go... I want to do anything! I don't want to die!"

Ye Fan frowned and said: "You tell me first, how did you survive?"

He was very puzzled. It is reasonable to say that these guys are also chaotic and heavy to about five weights. They should not be able to hold back his frosty weather.

Is there any loophole in my own sword?

"I... Our family is born with no eyes, and all of them rely on perception to spy on everything in the chaotic void, so...the relative position of the crisis can be judged in advance," said the black glasses.

Ye Fan was amazed, and his heart was comfortable. He was about to ask, but he heard the screaming of the wind.

"Ye Fan! You are this shameless! When will we be closed??"

Ye Fan was speechless, removed the flying sword and let the two women come out.

On time, Feng Qing and Xiao Huai Su saw a messy battlefield, the enemy bodies on the ground!

Then look at the man who is standing there and the two women are shocked!

Although I tried to see the horror of the sword **** at the time of the Holy Emperor, I did not expect that this man became more and more out of this time! ?

I just squeezed sweat for him, but I didn't want to... it was just a one-sided slaughter! ?

However, seeing Ye Fan still holding the face of Leng Xingchen, the face of the two women, and instantly cold and angry!

How strong is the strength! ? How is the invincible sword **** in the world! ? The same is a despicable, deceptive scum! !

The wind is clear and the words are not said, rushed to the front of Ye Fan, raise your hand and slap it down!