Shocked, I was robbed by the empress

Chapter 439 It's time too, it's time to end
Having mastered the two supreme secret arts of swordsmanship, Yang Fan's mastery of swordsmanship attainments has already reached an unimaginable level for ordinary creatures!
Combining the power of the two kinds of secret arts and displaying them again, Yang Fan's body is like an immortal soldier, invincible and fearless!

"clang…!"

"clang…!"

"clang…!"

The roar of the handover of the immortal soldiers continued to resound through the sky, shaking the square, Yang Fan turned into an immortal soldier, and that hand slashed down, wrapped in an endless breath of immortality, sweeping down, the momentum is amazing!
During this process, even the monstrous evil spirit surging from the blood sword in Chu Feng's hand was forcefully suppressed, unable to exert any terrifying power.

The current Chu Feng can be said to have been suppressed by Yang Fan to the point of losing ground, and there is no such thing as any previous invincible momentum to speak of.

And it is also conceivable that such a scene will cause an unimaginable unprecedented shock to the hearts of the people around the square!
"What... what did I see? Am I dreaming?!"

"Young Master Yang Fan, he actually used flesh and blood to head-to-head with that evil spirit soldier. This is something that even a true immortal can hardly do!"

"No, Mr. Yang's body now is like a real supreme fairy weapon, the fairy light bursts and is invincible!"

The crowd shouted in shock, and their voices surged, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

It's not that they're exaggerating, it's just the way it is.

And just like before, the invincible power displayed by Yang Fan made it hard for Chu Feng to accept.

Taking out this immortal weapon, he did it for absolute suppression, with his own transcendent strength of developing four immortal qi, coupled with this immortal weapon, he has full confidence in being able to suppress the opponent.

But now, the result is completely opposite. On the contrary, his own immortal soldiers have become a stepping stone for the opponent's invincible and irresistible transcendent combat power. How can Chu Feng accept this!

"Impossible, it shouldn't be like this!"

Chu Feng roared, but it was Yang Fan who greeted him with an indifferent face and a heavy blow without leaving the slightest feeling!
"clang…!"

Slashing down with one hand, the dazzling celestial light soared into the sky, followed by Yang Fan's gesture, this sword also seemed to cut through the heavens, cut off billions of stars, and cut down powerfully!

The roaring sound resounded, and this time Chu Feng slammed straight towards the rear. Even if he managed to stand still in the end, the immortal soldier in his hand was still trembling, and blood was flowing continuously in his clenched right hand. .

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the power of Yang Fan's blow was, to be able to directly bombard Chu Feng into this embarrassing appearance with one blow!
However, it was also because of this that the crowd all felt that Yang Fan would definitely win this duel!

There is no other reason. At this point, the strength Yang Fan has shown, even if it is not crushing, is completely, absolutely suppressing!

"Young Master Yang's strength is really too strong!"

"The body is like a fairy soldier, immortal and immortal, this is probably a fairy body, it is incomparable!"

"As expected of a peerless arrogance that makes even the queen fall in love with her, such talent and strength are truly unparalleled!"

"This battle, Yang Tianjiao will undoubtedly win."

The crowd was shocked, and they all felt that Yang Fan had already secured the victory in advance.

However, at this moment, Chu Feng, who had fallen down and climbed up in a panic, suddenly laughed strangely.

"Hey... Haha... Do you think that you will win this way?"

"I haven't lost yet, and I, Chu Feng, haven't lost yet!"

Hearing these words, the crowd thought that Chu Feng just didn't want to admit it yet.

It is true that he has not really lost yet, but what is the difference between such a situation and a real defeat?

But this Chu Feng didn't care about the reactions of the people around him. He just locked on to Yang Fan from a distance, and after finally showing a strange and sinister smile, he directly inserted the immortal soldier in his hand into his belly heavily.

"Pfft...!"

The immortal soldiers entered the body, blood spurted thinly, and blood gushed out of Chu Feng's mouth.

And this scene, of course, made it difficult for everyone to understand Chu Feng's actions.

What is he doing with this kind of self-mutilation, even like suicide?
"Hey...Yang Fan, the real pride of heaven is me, no matter how much I pay, even half my life, I will kill you today!"

Chu Feng laughed strangely, and at the same time, an uncontrollable howl of pain came out of his mouth immediately.

That miserable howl was truly unimaginable, what kind of misery and pain did one encounter to make such a miserable howl?
But at the same moment, this is not the main point. What really makes people care is that while Chu Feng is howling, all the blood gushing out is obviously attracted by an inexplicable force, pouring into the evil spirit Among the blood swords!
In response to the time, the terrifying evil spirit that could not be described in words spread rapidly between the heaven and the earth.

At this moment, the Blood Darkness who was suppressed and dispersed just now, with Chu Feng as the origin, once again enveloped the surrounding world swiftly and violently!

The crowd were not fools, so they couldn't tell that this was Chu Feng, who sacrificed his own blood to that evil blood sword!
"Crazy, really crazy, to sacrifice with your own blood!"

"This guy is really crazy. Doesn't he know that even if he can severely injure or even wipe out his opponent, it will cause unimaginable backlash to himself!"

The crowd exclaimed, and at the same time retreated repeatedly, away from the square. This kind of blood sacrifice itself will arouse unimaginable terrifying power. If they get too close, even those who are watching will be affected.

And it was the fear of the crowd that made Chu Feng, who was in pain, laugh out loud. He liked this feeling of being feared by everyone.

"Hahaha... I, Chu Feng, am the strongest man of heaven, no one can match me!"

"So you, are you ready to face this unimaginable fear?"

However, as soon as the words fell, the scene that distorted Chu Feng's face appeared again.

Because even in the face of his own attacking method of sacrificing blood and hurting the enemy one thousand and eight hundred, he didn't catch any ugly, even dignified colors on Yang Fan's face.

What emerged was just a kind of mockery, a kind of indifference, and even a touch of sympathy.

It seemed that he was sympathizing with himself, but he was forced to a desperate situation and could only use this self-harming method of attack.

"you wanna die!"

"I must kill you!"

"Kill me!"

Sensing that emotion, Chu Feng immediately became extremely furious. What he wanted to see was Yang Fan's panic, not a reaction like seeing an ant fighting to the death!

But at this moment, an indifferent words finally sounded.

"Alright, now is also the time, it's time to end..."

(End of this chapter)