Chapter 1621 But, I refuse!

"Stab it!"

The demon moon sword flashed with cold light, like an aurora tearing through the darkness.

The speed is faster than thunder.

On the blade, there are densely packed runes engraved on it, which are extremely weird.

Si Han held this sword like a peerless assassin, with all his energy and spirit integrated into it.

This knife left no room for anything, like a sharp saw wheel, trying to cut off Ye Fan's neck.

"Xiaofan, be careful!"

Ruan Hongli shouted quickly.

Among the three heroes in the inner courtyard, the most feared one was not Kou Fei or Tu Hao, but Si Han.

The reason why he is known as the "Demon Sword" is because when he fights with people, his figure looks like a ghost.

It is said that he has practiced a unique movement technique that allows him to blend himself into the air, making no sound, and can easily approach the enemy and inflict a fatal blow.

He has used this killer move to harvest the lives of countless strong men, and it has always worked.

"Boy, accept your fate!"

A victorious smile appeared on Si Han's face, and he was sure of victory.

In this life-and-death battle, Kou Fei was seriously injured by a sword, and Tu Hao was killed by thunder, which proved Ye Fan's strength.

If he could kill Ye Fan, he would be able to make a big splash in front of many elders, and even be directly accepted as a true disciple.

The next moment, just as he expected, Ye Fan was caught off guard and had no time to dodge, and still stood there.

Finally, Yaoyue Knife stabbed Ye Fan in the neck.

But one hundredth of a second later, Si Han's face changed drastically, and the original ferocious smile disappeared instantly, replaced by unconcealable shock.

What...what's going on?

The Yaoyue Sword in his hand did not pierce any entity at all, it just seemed to cut through the air.

"Stab it!"

"Stab it!"

"Stab it!"

Si Han didn't believe in evil, so he stabbed Ye Fan in the neck several times, but the only sound that could be heard in the venue was the sound of breaking through the air.

"Hey...are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's voice appeared behind him.

Si Han turned around suddenly and saw Ye Fan's mouth raised slightly, looking at him with a joking look.

"No! Impossible!"

Si Han looked incredulous.

Two Ye Fans appeared in the field, with the same aura. Not to mention it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, he could not detect anything strange with his spiritual sense.

"Ho ho ho... Boy, no matter what secret technique you use, you will not survive today!"

Si Han roared and charged forward with the Yaoyue Sword.

The sharp blade stabbed the second Ye Fan hard in the lower abdomen.

However, he still seemed to be piercing the air without any gains.

"Haha... don't waste your efforts!"

At this time, Ye Fan's voice appeared again a few meters away.

On the stage of life and death, three Ye Fans appeared!

...

Seeing this strange scene, the audience also exploded.

"Oh my god! What kind of magical power is this?"

"If it were an ordinary afterimage clone, it wouldn't be unusual to have a hundred of them! But the aura on this clone is so real that you can't tell the difference at all, and it can be confused with the real one!"

"This kind of magical power is so overbearing!"

The front row seat.

Zhaixingzi's eyes were as bright as a torch, with a look of approval on his face, and he nodded and said: "The "Transformation" movement technique! Yes, you can comprehend the middle-level divine power at a young age. This talent is on par with that of Taoist Han Xiao!"

As soon as these words came out, many elders around him were shocked. They didn't expect that Zhaixingzi would speak so highly of Mark.

At this moment, the three Ye Fans on the stage of life and death said at the same time: "Si Han, you are deliberately planning a sneak attack, and you are not being disrespectful. You can also take my move!"

As he spoke, Ye Fan flicked his fingers, and dark red flames flew out of his fingertips.

Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flames!

At the auction meeting in Longxiang City, he swallowed fire seeds alive, allowing the Great Wilderness Divine Fire to swallow up the properties of the Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flames, and at the same time, he could activate the fire at will.

"not good!"

Si Han's face changed wildly.

The flame was not large in size, but it brought him an extremely terrifying pressure, and fear spread throughout his heart like vines.

escape!

Must run far away!

Si Han felt fear in his heart and quickly turned around and ran away.

"Crash!"

At this moment, the dark red flames swelled in the wind and swallowed Si Han instantly.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Si Han's shrill screams resounded throughout the audience, and he felt his soul collapse and disintegrate.

The extreme pain cannot be described in words, it can only be understood through personal experience.

The Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flame mainly targets the burning and torture of souls, causing the enemy's soul to fall into the Nine Nethers and endure the torture of endless hell.

Sihan's screams lasted for several minutes and then stopped suddenly.

Looking from a distance, I saw his body slumped to the ground. It was not burned to ashes, but his eyes turned white and his soul was gone. He was too dead to die.

"Xiaohan!!!"

The head of the Si family was furious, his eyes were red, and he wanted to rush to the stage to avenge his son.

But this is the territory of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and there are more than a dozen elders present, including Lian Yunzi and Zhai Xingzi, two top powerhouses.

Even if he had a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to make a mistake here.

...

After killing Si Han, Ye Fan had a thought in his mind, and the two clones around him instantly dissipated.

In battle, this "Transformation" movement technique was more useful than he imagined, as it caught people unawares and attacked them unprepared.

And as Ye Fan's strength increases, there are definitely more than three clones that he can transform into.

Ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand...

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan turned around and walked towards Kou Fei, who was lying limp on the ground in the distance.

Despite the protection of the Ten Thousand Beasts Blood Armor, the sword strike just now still caused shock to Kou Fei's internal organs, causing him to suffer serious injuries.

The successive deaths of Tu Hao and Si Han also caused the three strange formations of the sun, moon and stars to collapse without attack.

For a moment, Kou Fei felt that the surging power dissipated like an ebbing tide. He was suddenly knocked back to his original shape and became extremely weak.

Looking at Ye Fan walking towards him, Kou Fei fell into unprecedented despair.

The three of them just joined forces, and with the support of the formation, they were no match for Ye Fan.

Now that he is the only one left, even if he is given a hundred lives, it is probably not enough for Ye Fan to kill him.

"thump!"

Suddenly, Kou Fei's knees weakened, he threw away all his pride and fell to his knees.

"Ye...Junior Brother Ye, you win! I surrender, please...let me live!" Kou Fei begged for mercy with a trembling voice, no longer as arrogant as before.

Like a bereaved dog.

Shame on you!

What a shame!

In front of countless fellow disciples, elders, and even his own father, he knelt down and begged for mercy.
To be continued...