"Sizi!"

Countless blood flowed out of Leng Huashang's meridians and was infused into the blood blade. In an instant, the light of blood enveloped the entire battlefield, and the space turned into an abnormal state of blood color. This is exactly the manifestation of Leng Huashang's murderous intent, which is a sign that it reaches its limit.

By completely releasing the power of his own soul, Leng Huashang's power increased by more than ten times. He completely entered a state of madness and blood, without any way out.

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh!"

Leng Huashang's speed was rising, even faster than Ye Fan.

Such changes made Ye Fan look serious for the first time because he understood that Leng Huashang is completely different from before.

His current strength is not the third level of the Immortal Lord, but the real fifth level of the Immortal Lord. This is already the strength of a medium-sized Immortal Lord.

Many great immortals at the scene sensed this.

They knew that Leng Huashang used his soul sacrifice to enhance the power of the blood blade and his own power. This was a reckless act. Once he failed, his own blood sacrifice would be paralyzed at the least, and he would die at the worst.

This was Leng Huashang's determination. He was so provoked by Ye Fan that he could not control himself. He wanted Ye Fan to pay the price of bleeding.

"Oh, Ye Fan is really in trouble this time. Why did he stimulate Leng Huashang? A genius immortal, no matter how he looks, he has his own trump card. When he takes out his trump card, how can a small true immortal deal with it?"

"Ye Fan is too confident. His talent and potential are beyond doubt. With the development of time, I believe that his future is definitely above Leng Huashang. However, at this stage, Leng Huashang is a real immortal master. Ye Fan is just a realm of a true immortal. How can I compare??"

"Hmph, what's the point of saying this? How can an arrogant boy lead us to deal with the fairy martial world? This is all the wishful thinking of the Changqing Immortal Emperor. Look, there is no chance at all. If he can defeat Leng Huashang, I will commit suicide on the spot."

There was a voice of discussion on the scene, and almost no one was optimistic about Ye Fan, and some people were regretting Ye Fan. After all, his talent was recognized by everyone.

On the Shuiyue Palace, Immortal Lord Bingyu, Chu Mengyao, Baili Hongxue and others became nervous.

"Master, what's wrong with Leng Huashang? Why did he become so terrifying?"

Chu Mengyao, who had always been absolutely confident about Ye Fan, is now hesitant. Her talent is also very strong. She saw Leng Huashang's changes. She sensed the situation and it was completely different.

"This person sacrificed his soul blood to blood, which was crazy! In this way, his strength has been improved to the fifth level of the Immortal Lord. Even if I were me, it might be difficult to face him, let alone Ye Fan..."

Immortal Bingyu frowned slightly, and a worried look appeared on her face.

As a result, the disciples of Shuiyue Palace were even more worried. Even the Immortal Lord said this. Wouldn't Ye Fan be completely helpless?

"Senior Brother Ye Fan!"

"Ye Fan..."

"What should I do?"

Various voices sounded, causing everyone's emotions to fall down instantly.

On the battlefield, the situation is also dangerous. Leng Huashang's killing world has turned into a blood-colored form. In such a killing world, his advantage is huge.

"kill!"

Countless blood blades attacked Ye Fan under the control of Leng Huashang. Each blood blade contained Leng Huashang's crazy murderous intent, which was controlled by his will.

Therefore, these blood blades have become part of his body, and their power has increased by many times.

"Hahaha, Ye Fan, your death date has come."

The whole space is filled with Leng Huashang's laughter, strange and evil.

“It was too early.”

Ye Fan released dragon flames all over his body, and the powerful force of flames swept across the audience, and the barrier space began to become unstable.

"It's useless, die."

Leng Huashang circulated countless blood blades, hovering behind him, becoming a blood blade wheel. He was like a wheel king, and at some point he was already standing high in the air.

He looked at Ye Fan below, still in his blood barrier, and he knew that he would win.

"Ye Fan, be careful of the sky!"

Chu Mengyao shouted loudly, but at this moment, the space was surrounded by blood blades. Where could Ye Fan hear Chu Mengyao's voice?

The situation was very critical. Ye Fan also wanted to find Leng Huashang from the blood-colored space. In fact, the opponent was already looking down at him.

"Blood Blade Wheel-Hell!"

Leng Huashang released the ultimate wheel hell, and the power of the blood blade landed with a bang.

With the blessing of the Life Soul Blood Sacrifice, every blood blade can instantly kill the primary immortal master. If you are hit by such a wheel, even the fifth-level immortal master will die without a burial place.

This is Leng Huashang's wheel-turning hell, powerful, bloody, terrifying, and evil!

"Hahaha, Hua Shang, you did a great job. After you win, my teacher will heal you, restore you to your original state, and kill Ye Fan!"

Off the field, the Dongyue Immortal Lord sent a voice and issued instructions strongly.

"Affect your order, Master!"

Leng Huashang received the order and began to run the wheel hell, completely submerging Ye Fan, allowing him to die in the blood-colored space.

"Did the Heavenly Sword Walker, did the Immortal Lord Dongyue do this violate the rules?"

Immortal Lord Bingyu couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to question.

On the high platform, the Heavenly Sword Walker closed his eyes and focused without any response, which means that he had already agreed to such a fighting style.

This time, the talent selection requires the training of fire and blood, because what we are looking for is an existence that can fight against the fairy martial arts world and may die at any time. The strongest one can survive in the most dangerous situation.

Therefore, before the Changqing Immortal Emperor left, he told the Tianjian Walker that he could arrange it himself and would not give Ye Fan any special treatment.

"Hahaha, Immortal Lord Bingyu, this is the battle, this is the battlefield. If you don't even have the awareness of death, you'd better go home and sleep."

"you!"

Immortal Bingyu looked at Immortal Dongyue coldly, but he didn't expect that this old guy was so inappropriate and had no sense of speaking.

"The battle continues!"

At this time, the Heavenly Sword Walker broke the stalemate with a word.

On the battlefield, the wheel-turning hell had arrived, and countless blood blades were flying, and the terrifying momentum completely suppressed Ye Fan. Even Ye Fan was still in the blood-colored space and did not fully realize the arrival of the crisis.

At this moment, the dragon flames erupted from Ye Fan in the blood-colored space had almost destroyed the foundation of this space. He knew that he would soon break through this space and find Leng Huashang's location.

However, he could not have thought that Leng Huashang had long been above his head, and what he had to face was the wheel-turning hell that could kill the fifth level of immortals in seconds.

"ah!"

Ye Fan roared angrily, and the power of the Wild Dragon burst out, and the entire blood-colored space was destroyed on the spot.

Such power is already very amazing, but what greeted him was not Leng Huashang's figure, but the wheel-turning hell that was like Mount Tai was pressing down on him!

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