My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

Ye Fan went up against the sky, shocking Hu Yanzhen and the Forester Emperor.

They didn't think Ye Fan was looking for death.

There must be some means.

"boom!"

Finally, a handprint slapped Ye Fan, knocking Ye Fan down from the sky, smashing out a big hole.

Next second.

Ye Fan rose to the sky again.

The white clothes on his body are tattered, a little embarrassed, but he has no scruples.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

After being bombarded one after another, Ye Fan soon got scarred.

"It's really hard to resist, what on earth is he going to do? He won't take such a play in court of death."

"Masochistic."

Everyone was puzzled.

"Could it be that you want to break and then stand, making a breakthrough on the edge of life and death?"

Wang Guoren proposed a conjecture.

Meng Chuan said, "This is too dangerous. Breakthrough is not just a matter of talk."

Lei Pan sneered: "This kid is just dying, sensationalizing. Meng Chuan, what is the identity of this kid, do you care so much?"

Williamston was also very curious, pricked his ears.

Mengchuan snorted: "Can you control it!"

Talking.

Ye Fan was bombarded by several handprints again, and was deeply shot into the pit.

"Boy, are you humiliating me!"

Hu Yanzhen understood.

"You have to rely on your own strength to resist my hundreds of handprints to show your power?"

"Arrogant and ignorant!"

"Fine, since you want to pretend, this handsome is as you wish."

Hu Yanzhen stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air.

Thirty handprints fell all together, and all the big figures present were shocked.

Ye Fan's pupils contracted.

Then rejoice.

Just now I suffered a series of blows, but the ability to swallow and absorb was not awakened.

Now, I am awake.

Ye Fan clearly felt that his physical body was madly absorbing the power of the heavens and the earth, and the power of the "hand of the heaven" that had been slapped down was rapidly declining.

Ye Fan finally realized this magical ability clearly and truly.

But he wanted to take control, but he didn't agree, and Ye Fan didn't even have a clue.

Ye Fan simply sat cross-legged in the deep pit, closed his eyes, and the old monk entered into concentration, trying hard to feel this ability, to realize it, and to find a way to control it.

"Fuck!"

The young audience directly exploded.

"This, this, this... is too pretentious, it's just like pushing the king, our role model!"

"In the forced world, I would like to call him the strongest."

"so cool!"

Young people are different from the older generations. What they want to see is this kind of awesome scenes, one after another, full of enthusiasm and cheers; especially some women are full of admiration.

Even if Ye Fan was defeated, it was amazing enough.

Just ask.

Who dares to do this?

Even the big figures at the observatory stand dare not.

"Interesting." The Forester Sovereign seemed to have noticed the clue, his eyes gleamed with precision.

Hu Yanzhen was angry.

Compared to before, Ye Fan humiliated him even more now.

Sit on the ground and close your eyes.

Letting the handprint bombard him, he didn't even look at him.

"Crack to death!"

"Die me!"

"Boom!"

Hu Yanzhen shook the Forest Man Sovereign back, and then dragged all the remaining handprints towards Ye Fan.

Because all the handprints were gathered together, the pressure was too terrifying, and the area where Ye Fan was located was constantly collapsing.

The Phoenix Terrace tilted.

The Phoenix Mountain supporting the Phoenix Terrace was shaking, cracks appeared, and it seemed that it could not bear the pressure.

"not good!"

Many people screamed.

Emperor Dafeng said: "You don't have to panic, I have already ordered the birds to come over."

In the sky, a large flying bird galloped in the darkness.

Carrying everyone up to the sky, watching the battle in the sky.

Only a handful of people remained in the entire Phoenix Terrace, such as Wang Guoren, Mengchuan, Williamston, Lei Pan, and the Yue clan.

Boom boom boom.

With Ye Fan as the center, all the radius of 100 meters exploded, and Ye Fan himself was sinking.

Dozens of handprints finally arrived.

Just now.

Ye Fan opened his eyes and stood up suddenly.

He didn't say a word, his face was surprisingly serious, and he raised his hand to the sky.

"Swallow."

Ye Fan stopped drinking.

He saw that a whirlpool-like cyclone appeared in his palm, and it expanded rapidly.

In the end, it turned into a shape like a black hole with a diameter of ten meters. At the same time, a swallowing force spread out.

The heavenly power condensed by the dozens of handprints was swallowed crazily, and the power of the handprints was rapidly diminishing.

in a blink.

Power is commonplace.

Ye Fan attacked with a long fist, smashing the handprints all over the sky, and the world suddenly became clear.

...

...

? ?

The world is dead, and there is no sound.

It has been a long time for everyone to recover.

what's the situation?

Swallowed?

The power of the sky has been swallowed, is there such a method?

If you can swallow it, where did the majestic energy go? Can Ye Fan's body hold it?

Everyone can't figure it out.

Just because I can't figure it out, I feel terrifying.

Hu Yanzhen was dumbfounded, unbelievable, and opened his mouth wide.

The forest king had a deep gaze and muttered to himself: "The ability to swallow is powerful. This guy is immortal, and he must be one of the world's hegemons in the future."

at this time.

Ye Fan slowly closed his hands, his heart surged, extremely excited.

Although not skilled yet, at least it can be driven.

Just now the crisis came and the swallowing ability awakened. Ye Fan tried to realize and find a way to control it. At this time, Tyrant Body Art came to mind.

Ye Fan gradually seized the opportunity with "Ba Body Jue" and successfully drove the swallowing ability.

"The Tyrant Body Art is really broad and profound. It is not only a secret method for refining the body, but also a secret method for controlling the body. It teaches cultivators how to control their bodies."

"The ability to swallow is a part of the body. Naturally, you can use the Tyrant Body Art as a bridge to control it."

"Now I have just entered the threshold, and the swallowing vortex has only reached a diameter of ten meters; in the future, if I work hard, the vortex will expand, which is immeasurable."

Ye Fan thought secretly and sorted out the context.

But although he initially controlled the swallowing ability, Ye Fan still couldn't figure out where the swallowed energy went.

Energy is absolutely impossible to disappear out of thin air, but it is impractical to store it in one's own body.

His body can't store that much energy at all, it will explode and die.

"Maybe I can find out the reason only after I fully understand the ability to swallow, or raise the overlord body to the realm of Dacheng."

Ye Fan stopped thinking about this question. He raised his head, his gaze was torch, staring at Hu Yanzhen, and said proudly, "Grand Marshal, can you continue!"

Hu Yanzhen looked grim.

Frequent misses and face slaps made him extremely angry, and his face was twitching.

"Swallowing ability, very good, you really opened my eyes."

"It's a pity that you are not proficient at all with this ability. Initially, you can swallow it very slowly."

"I want to see if I shot fast or swallowed fast."

Hu Yan stomped violently.

The Phoenix Terrace tilted for a minute, and the power of the earth rushed into a sharp blade to assassinate Ye Fan.

"swallow."

Ye Fan controlled the swallowing ability again, but as Hu Yanzhen said, it takes time for him to swallow, and it is impossible for Hu Yanzhen to give him this time.

Huh!

Like lightning, Hu Yanzhen appeared in front of Ye Fan, with a violent breath rushing towards his face.

"You can swallow the power of heaven and earth, but my fist, can you swallow it."

Hu Yanzheng smiled.

With a fierce punch, Ye Fan flew high.

The Forest Man Emperor did not make a move, and Hu Yanzhen took this opportunity to start a frantic close killing.

Ye Fan used his swallowing ability and consumed a lot of energy. Now facing Hu Yanzhen's fist, he was a little bit powerless.

Being suppressed was very frustrated and very annoyed.

Hu Yanzhen sneered: "Little devil, aren't you crazy? Go on! There is a kind of you swallow Laozi, come on!"