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Ye Fan suddenly appeared behind Pei Yuan, and the Crimson Cloud Sword in his right hand slashed down.

With a "whoosh," a crimson rainbow streaked across the sky.

Pei Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly tried to defend himself.

Sonorous!

A spark flew as Pei Yuan narrowly blocked the Crimson Cloud Sword.

However, Pei Yuan gaped in astonishment, exclaiming in disbelief, "Impossible! How could you still be alive?"

Pei Yuan couldn't help but panic. Just now, at such close range, Ye Fan had clearly been killed by him with a single palm strike. How could he still be alive and kicking?

Could it be that Ye Fan tricked him? Did he deliberately deceive him, and that Ye Fan was actually hiding in another place?

Pei Yuan's mind raced, but after observing carefully for a long time, he still couldn't figure out anything.

"Never mind, let's take him down first, then we can study him later!"

Pei Yuan stopped wasting words, activated the Crimson Flame Demon Armor, and transformed into a fiery war god, exuding overwhelming power and intense killing intent.

boom!

With a single step, Pei Yuan charged towards Ye Fan, unleashing both fists with terrifying power capable of destroying everything.

Ye Fan took a deep breath, circulated his true energy, gathered all his power, and unleashed a secret technique from the Seven Star Dragon Control Technique, the [Dragon Tiger Roar], to meet the enemy!

Roar!Roar!Roar!

Amidst the roars of dragons and tigers, seven golden dragon-shaped energies soared out.

"What the hell?" Pei Yuan scoffed, completely disregarding these illusory golden dragon-shaped qi.

"You little beast, you're courting death!"

Pei Yuan snorted coldly, his fists swinging like windmills, each punch faster than the last, each strike like a thunderclap, its power terrifying.

Bang!Bang!bang...

Pei Yuan's fist shadows filled the sky, shattering the seven golden dragon-shaped qi energies one by one, with overwhelming force and astonishing destructive power.

Ye Fan's expression changed drastically, and his heart pounded with fear.

This move, 'Dragon and Tiger Roar', was his last trump card, with power comparable to the attack of a mid-stage Martial Saint, yet it was still shattered by a single punch.

Pei Yuan's strength is indeed extremely formidable!

"Boy, this is my true strength, die!" Pei Yuan sneered, his eyes filled with killing intent.

He didn't want to waste too much time with Ye Fan and planned to finish the matter quickly.

Chapter 234

"die!"

Pei Yuan unleashed a powerful whip kick, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, as terrifying as if it could break mountains.

Ye Fan felt his hair stand on end and his soul tremble.

"Damn it, that bastard was hiding his true strength!"

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Fan cursed loudly. He knew that with his current state and cultivation level, he was no match for this kick. If he tried to withstand it head-on, he would only be kicked to death!

Ye Fan desperately moved to the side, barely dodging Pei Yuan's kick.

pat!

The spot where Ye Fan was standing was directly pierced by Pei Yuan's foot, creating a deep pit.

Ye Fan was terrified. If that kick had landed on him, wouldn't he have exploded and died instantly?

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, otherwise he would have certainly died.

"Heh heh, you little beast, keep running, keep running!" Pei Yuan mocked.

Ye Fan's face was ashen; he had suffered serious internal injuries and was unable to fight again for the time being.

"What? Scared?" Pei Yuan mocked, his expression like a cat toying with a mouse. "You were so capable, why did you stop running? Haha, you coward, trash, useless piece of trash, you thought I really couldn't do anything to you? I was just teasing you, hahaha! You're incredibly stupid!"

Pei Yuan mocked him relentlessly, believing that Ye Fan had completely lost his fighting spirit, because Ye Fan was indeed no match for him.

"You..." Ye Fan gritted his teeth.

Pei Yuan coldly said, "Don't blame me for bullying you. You're too weak. I don't deign to fight you. If you know what's good for you, hurry up and come out to die!"

"You think I wouldn't dare?!" Ye Fan roared.

"Fine! Since you're determined to die, I'll grant your wish!" Pei Yuan said with a sinister smile.

"You despicable villain, prepare to die!" Ye Fan roared, his aura soaring wildly, a powerful and abundant spiritual energy surging from his dantian and flowing into the Crimson Cloud Sword in his hand.

The crimson longsword instantly burst into flames, and Ye Fan swung it in a single stroke.

hum-

The Crimson Sword trembled violently, bursting forth with a dazzling red light.

"The Three Styles of Burning the Sea - Blazing Sun Illuminates the World!" Ye Fan shouted sharply.

In an instant, the crimson sword light illuminated half the sky, as if it were about to set the entire firmament ablaze, the intense heat almost suffocating.

Ye Fan exerted all his strength to fully unleash the power of this sword strike.

In an instant, a crimson sword light tore through the sky and slashed fiercely at Pei Yuan.

However, Pei Yuan remained calm and composed, not even glancing at the sword strike, seemingly oblivious to the red sword light coming at him.

"Is this all you've done?" Pei Yuan shook his head and sighed. "Unfortunately, it's still in vain. An ant is always just an ant!"

After saying that, Pei Yuan raised his right arm, pointed his finger in the air, and a blood-red ball of light appeared, which then burst forth with a ten-thousand-foot-long blood-red light, crushing towards the red sword light.

puff!puff!puff!

A series of muffled thuds followed.

The moment Pei Yuan's crimson orb collided with the sword light, it annihilated the sword light, and its momentum did not diminish, directly slamming into Ye Fan's chest.

"Ugh..." Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered back several steps, and looked utterly disheveled.

"Heh, kid, you do have some skill, actually forcing me to use a fraction of my strength! Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, all techniques are meaningless, because you will never catch up with me!" Pei Yuan said arrogantly.

Pei Yuan did not press his advantage, because in his eyes, Ye Fan had no hope of escaping.

He has already severely injured Ye Fan; if he continues to pursue Ye Fan, Ye Fan will only suffer even more.

Ye Fan clutched his aching chest, struggled to his feet, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You... are very capable. Unfortunately, you have met me today, and you are destined to be defeated. Not only you, but your entire Pei family will also suffer a great calamity!" Ye Fan said in a deep voice.

"Heh, have you lost your mind? Even if that old bastard surnamed Qin came in person, he couldn't save you. Do you think everyone is as protective of their own as that old bastard? Let me tell you, you only deserve to be a scapegoat and take the blame for that old bastard!" Pei Yuan sneered.

"Yeah?"

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on Ye Fan's lips, and at the same time, a chilling killing intent emanated from him.

"Huh? Oh no!"

Pei Yuan sensed a dangerous aura and turned around abruptly.

However, a dagger emitting a ghostly blue light silently swooped past him and pierced his waist and abdomen.

Pei Yuan was startled and immediately twisted his waist to dodge, narrowly avoiding the attack, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"You little brat, you ambushed me!" Pei Yuan roared in fury.

If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been hit by now.

Ye Fan snorted coldly, concealed his aura, and hid in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to attack, giving Pei Yuan no chance to catch his breath.

Although his skill level was far inferior to Pei Yuan's, he was no less agile and fast than Pei Yuan, after all, he had experienced countless brutal battles and was extremely experienced in fighting enemies.

The two, one in the light and one in the shadows, one near and one far, were entangled and neither would give way.

Ye Fan was multitasking, using his left hand to wield swordsmanship while simultaneously activating his Devouring Martial Arts to absorb the surrounding energy.

Pei Yuan felt increasingly frustrated as he fought Ye Fan. Ye Fan was like a rock in a latrine—stinky and hard. He had no way to deal with Ye Fan and instead suffered frequent losses as a result.

"Damn it, no, I have to find another way to deal with him." Pei Yuan was extremely anxious.

"Wait a minute! How could I have forgotten about that!" Suddenly, Pei Yuan seemed to remember something.

"You brat, prepare to die!!"

Pei Yuan roared, his hands moving rapidly in a series of hand seals, and blood-red patterns appeared in his palms.

The next second, he clapped both hands together, and blood flashed.

shhhhhhhh!

Several blood streaks suddenly shot out, transforming into a vast blood net that enveloped Ye Fan, each streak containing terrifying, world-destroying power.

Ye Fan's expression changed drastically as he sensed the powerful energy fluctuations contained within the blood vessels.

These blood streaks contained rich and pure spiritual energy, which was extremely terrifying, and he knew he absolutely must not touch them.