Destined Martial Lord

A Yin Yang Star appeared in Ye Fan's hand, then he suddenly pushed it forward, colliding with the ball of energy.

BOOM!

An explosive sound came from the arena as a powerful energy exploded in the middle of the arena, causing a huge pit to appear in the arena.

"Tiger Tiger Strike!"

Cheng Xianjun gave a loud shout, his body had a dazzling energy rising. A terrifying pressure engulfed the entire area, just like a fierce tiger that was about to pounce on Ye Fan.

The power of this attack had already reached the limits of what the Spirit Integration realm could unleash. Even the air itself was trembling!

"Defense of the Stars!"

Ye Fan also tightly furrowed his brows. He didn't think that this Cheng Xianjun would be so hard to deal with, actually forcing him to use his full strength.

How could such a man become an absolute drunkard?

A layer of Yin Yang Astral Light enveloped Ye Fan's entire body. Ye Fan flew towards Cheng Xian with the Yin Yang Shield in front of him. He wanted to catch him off guard!

BOOM!

Cheng Xianjun's palm struck the Yin-Yang Shield, but it was unable to shake Ye Fan's defense. All of the energy that exploded out was pushed into the ground by Ye Fan. The entire arena suddenly exploded, completely collapsing!

Thousand Illusion Realm!

Ye Fan silently chanted this in his heart. His eyes stared at Cheng Xianjun, activating the Thousand Illusion Battle Soul's ability. He adjusted the method to use it a little, using his own eyes to use his powerful spiritual force to directly attack the opponent's mind, greatly increasing the success rate!

Cheng Xianjun suddenly felt the scene in front of him undergo a huge change. He felt as if he was in an Asura hell and his body was tied to a cross pillar. It was heavily chained and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"It's useless! Since you have already been captured by me, don't even think about escaping. Within this Thousand Illusion dimension, I am the god that controls everything, regardless of whether it is time or space, if I want, I can seal you in here for trillions of years! "

Ye Fan looked at Cheng Xianjun in front of him as he coldly spoke. Then, a snow-white sword appeared in his hand.

"This is an illusion technique? What are the attributes of your battle soul? But since I already know that it's an illusion technique, as long as I believe that all of this is fake, you will be unable to do anything to me! "

Cheng Xianjun wasn't an idiot, he instantly saw through Ye Fan's illusion technique and disdainfully said.

"Is that so? Then how about this sword attack? "

Ye Fan faintly smiled, then abruptly stabbed the long sword in his hand into Cheng Xianjun's stomach!

"Wow!"

Cheng Xianjun's pupils contracted as he let out a miserable scream. This pain was real!

Even if he firmly believed that all of this was fake, the pain that penetrated into his bone marrow was incomparably real, causing his body to involuntarily spasm!

"I've already said that everything in this world is under my control. Be it your sense of pain or your sense of touch, as long as I want to, I can clearly transmit it into your mind!"

Ye Fan pulled out the long sword and stabbed it again!

"I will stab you 3,600 times. If you can't resist, you should surrender as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will die!"

Ye Fan coldly smiled at Cheng Xianjun, continuing to suppress his confidence.

In a 1v1 battle, the most terrifying aspect of an illusion was that it could break the mental defenses of an opponent, causing the opponent's will to collapse. Once the opponent's will collapsed, the following matter would be much simpler.

"I don't know how you learned to use this illusion technique, but if you want to use this ability to defeat me, you are still far off!"

Cheng Xian Jun roared.

"Is that so?"

Ye Fan didn't say anything more. He directly stabbed again, then said in a low voice, "There's still three thousand five hundred and ninety-seven sword strikes!"

"Puuu!"

Cheng Xianjun couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, because the sword had directly pierced his heart. This kind of pain was far from normal. And when he heard that number, he couldn't help but panic.

A strange scene appeared on the arena. After Cheng Xijun's palm landed on Ye Fan's shield, he actually stopped moving and didn't continue to attack!

After a short moment, a strong aura burst out from Cheng Xianjun's body, and he suddenly fell down. He laid on the ground, gasping for breath, and constantly recalled the terrifying scene from before.

Ye Fan stabbed him with 1500 sword strikes in the Thousand Illusion dimension for a full 13 hours. This was a type of inhumane torture and he really couldn't take it anymore, so he exploded with Earth Level strength and escaped from Ye Fan's illusion.

"I've lost!"

Without waiting for Ye Fan to speak, Cheng Xianjun admitted directly. He had used the power of the Earth Realm, and according to the agreement, he would be the one to lose.

Even though he was addicted to alcohol, he would never renege on his debt!

"If we were truly fighting to the death, I would definitely not be a match for Senior Brother."

Ye Fan smiled at Cheng Xianjun.

"A loss is a loss, how can there be so many reasons! We, Cheng Xianjun, acknowledge that you are the strongest under the Earth Realm! "

Cheng Xianjun snorted coldly, then turned around and left. However, there was an unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

"Is there anyone else who would like to fight?"

Even though the arena had already shattered, Ye Fan still stood on top of it and let out a loud shout.

No one answered!

If a real Earth Level master were to admit defeat, then it would be meaningless for them to go up.