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From the left and right, Long Yan and Mu Jin appeared.
"Rules, only the strong have the right!" "As for you, you don't have the qualifications to set rules." Mu Jin sneered.
At this moment, the aura around Ye Fan's body was restrained, as though he was a mortal.
It was naturally difficult for the two of them to sense him as he had already stepped into the realm of late stage of Soul Formation.
"You two trash dare to kill me?" Ye Fan's expression remained indifferent, not caring in the slightest.
What?
He actually dared to call late stage of Soul Formation trash!
Wasn't this fellow too arrogant!
"Humph!" "Brat, I want to see how you will resist us!" Mu Jin roared in rage and immediately took a step into the air.
Weng ~
A sound exploded in the air!
Mu Jin transformed into a series of afterimages, her speed incredibly fast, as she punched towards Ye Fan's face.
However, in his eyes, it was as if his astonishing speed had slowed down by a hundred times.
"Stop!" You are too slow, you don't even have the right to touch the corner of my clothes. "
Ye Fan sneered, raised his hand indifferently and punched Mu Jin's chest with lightning speed.
How was this possible?
Mu Jin's expression changed. 'How could the opponent's speed be so fast?' He couldn't even see clearly!
A wave of immense power came crashing down, directly crushing his chest. He was thrown tens of meters away, tumbling onto the ground.
Surprise!
He was shocked!
A single punch from Mu Jin, who was at the late stage of Soul Formation, was enough to cripple him.
Long Yan swallowed his saliva, turned pale with fright, and said: "You ~ You stepped into the late stage of Soul Formation!"
"That's right. If all of you did not have any ill intentions, I might have spared your lives!"
"However, now is not the time!" Ye Fan curled his lips, his expression proud, as if he was the god who controlled everything.
"What big words you have there!"
Long Yan gnashed his teeth, raised his hand and threw out a dragon staff. He no longer had a way out, and could only choose to fight Ye Fan to the death.
On the surface of the pitch black Dragon Staff, many runes the size of tadpoles began to move about, emitting an illusory light in an instant.
The dragon staff trembled, then expanded by several tens of meters and smashed towards Ye Fan.
Kacha! Millions of illusory images appeared in the air as the dragon's body instantly rained down upon them.
"Humph!" It's just a small trick! "
"Break!"
Ye Fan grabbed at the air and a vast power surged out. The air immediately froze.
The power of this attack crushed all of the illusions and knocked Long Zhang into the air.
"Break!"
His five fingers reached out and a powerful pressure immediately crushed Long Chang's body.
Hiss ~
As Long Yan saw this, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
However, he naturally did not expect to kill Ye Fan in one move. Reaching out his hand, eight mysterious and ancient mirrors appeared in a flash.
On the other side, Mu Jin propped herself up and swallowed a blood-red pill.
It was the grade eight pellet that Ye Fan had personally refined during their exchange that day.
Weng ~
Pure medicinal energy poured into his entire body, and every inch of his bones became violent.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Jin had transformed to become several tens of feet tall, and her strength had also explosively increased by a hundred times.
"Brat, your arrogant days have come to an end!"
He immediately raised his fist and viciously slammed it into the ground.
The ground immediately cracked, and sharp stone spikes shot up into the sky, straight towards Ye Fan.
At the same time, Long Yan's two hands quickly formed hand seals as he began chanting.
The eight mirrors suddenly glowed with azure light and with a tremble, they disappeared into the air.
Ye Fan's face darkened, he suddenly felt that something was amiss.