American comics: From the black robes to becoming the ultimate Doomsday

A sudden metallic clanging sound rang out.

Ye Fan gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and held it with his left, taking the blow head-on.

Ye Fan felt a tearing pain in his tiger's mouth, and his entire right arm was numb and tingling.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain.

"How is that possible?!" Pei Yuan's eyes widened.

The aura emanating from Ye Fan at this moment was extremely powerful.

Pei Yuan was utterly astonished. What had happened in the past three years? Why had Ye Fan become so powerful?!

This is completely illogical!

Before Pei Yuan could figure it out, Ye Fan's right arm muscles bulged, and he slashed out with his sword.

"boom!"

A terrifying force erupted, as if a mountain had crashed down.

There was a crisp sound.

The blade shattered instantly!

Immediately afterwards, the sword's momentum did not diminish at all, and it slashed towards Pei Yuan's throat!

"Damn it! This guy's strength has increased so much, we have to find a way to stop him!" Pei Yuan's expression changed drastically.

He hurriedly sheathed his sword to defend himself, but it was too late.

"Sizzle~"

With a sound of flesh tearing open, Pei Yuan's right shoulder was instantly severed by Ye Fan.

Blood sprays!

Pei Yuan screamed and retreated, clutching his wound.

Taking advantage of the situation, Ye Fan closed in and delivered a whip kick to Pei Yuan's head.

Pei Yuan raised his palm to block, but was kicked in the chest instead. He was sent flying seven or eight meters away as if hit by a cannonball.

Ye Fan pressed his advantage and closed in.

"Bang bang bang."

A series of heavy, whip-like kicks struck Pei Yuan's chest.

In an instant, Pei Yuan was kicked so hard that he vomited blood repeatedly, his body covered in blood, looking utterly disheveled.

"Ye Fan, I'll fight you to the death!"

Pei Yuan was completely enraged. He gritted his teeth, drew his sword, and stabbed at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan remained calm and drew his sword with lightning speed, easily parrying the longsword.

At the same time, he took a step forward, closing in, and delivered a knee strike to Pei Yuan's abdomen.

boom!

Pei Yuan's internal organs trembled violently. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body curled up like a shrimp ball and flew backward for more than ten meters before crashing to the ground. His life or death was unknown.

Ye Fan took several deep breaths before stopping his attack.

This fierce battle took a heavy toll on him.

Although he defeated Pei Yuan with his last move and crippled him, his own condition was terrible. He was covered in various injuries, especially with a broken shoulder and a broken rib, and his internal organs were severely damaged.

Ye Fan sighed inwardly. He was in grave danger these days; a moment's carelessness could cost him his life.

Ye Fan picked up the dagger and longsword that had fallen to the ground, tied the blades to his waist, and prepared to escape.

Just then, Ye Fan suddenly heard a faint sound beside his ear.

His pupils contracted slightly as he warily surveyed his surroundings.

"Ye Fan, your death is near."

A chilling voice, filled with murderous intent, exploded in Ye Fan's ears.

Ye Fan turned his head and saw Pei Yuan standing next to a tree, holding a long knife and staring at him.

At the same time, Ye Fan also saw two old men in black robes standing behind Pei Yuan. They had a gloomy temperament and were surrounded by a faint purple light.

"A protector of the Purple Extreme Demon Sect!" Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, his expression solemn.

He had met disciples of the Purple Extreme Demon Sect before, so he recognized the identities of the two people behind Pei Yuan at a glance.

The Purple Extreme Demon Sect is one of the four major sects in the Northern Region, ranking among the top three.

The Purple Extreme Demon Sect excels in refining poisons and creating Gu poisons, and its protectors are all at the peak of the Martial Master level. The sect leader is said to have already reached the King Realm, becoming a powerful Martial Lord with overwhelming strength.

"That's right, we two are protectors of the Purple Extreme Demon Sect, ordered to capture the traitor Ye Fan!"

Pei Yuan grinned maliciously, "Hehehe... Today I'm going to chop you into mincemeat and feed you to the dogs!"

After saying that, Pei Yuan drew his sword and charged at Ye Fan.

Two guardians followed closely behind.

Ye Fan snorted coldly and charged forward, and the two engaged in a fierce battle.

Ye Fan, relying on his superb martial arts skills, barely managed to resist Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan was far stronger than Ye Fan, and with the help of a powerful weapon, he was able to suppress Ye Fan for a short time.

"Die!" Pei Yuan roared, brandishing his long sword and slashing at Ye Fan's neck.

However, Ye Fan suddenly shifted to the side, dodging the fatal blow.

Immediately, Ye Fan seized an opening and punched Pei Yuan hard in the abdomen.

Pei Yuan hurriedly raised his hand to block, and Ye Fan retreated again.

However, just as Pei Yuan relaxed his guard, Ye Fan suddenly launched an attack, kicking straight at Pei Yuan's core.

boom!

Pei Yuan grunted, his entire body sent flying into the air by the kick. He spun around once in the air before regaining his balance.

Ye Fan gave Pei Yuan no chance to catch his breath, immediately closing in, his sword flashing and sweeping across the battlefield.

puff!

Pei Yuan was caught off guard and his shoulder was slashed open, leaving a bloody gash.

"You're asking for death!" Pei Yuan roared in fury, swinging his sword to strike.

Ye Fan unleashed a vicious whip kick, forcing Pei Yuan to retreat.

"Damn it!" Pei Yuan was furious. He, a core disciple of the Purple Extreme Demon Sect, had actually been made to look so pathetic by Ye Fan.

This made Pei Yuan feel both ashamed and angry.

Pei Yuan gritted his teeth and poured the vital energy in his dantian into the treasure weapon.

"Buzz..."

With a resounding clang, the longsword shone with dazzling brilliance, and an ancient and intricate pattern appeared on its surface.

Wisps of spiritual energy emanated from the longsword.

Ye Fan's pupils contracted slightly as he sensed the immense power contained within the longsword.

This long sword must be something special.

"Die!" Pei Yuan roared, unleashing a powerful slash with his longsword, the blade's energy tearing through the air!

In an instant, the situation changed drastically.

In the void, a dazzling white rainbow pierced through the sky, hurtling towards Ye Fan with a speed as fast as a startled swan!

Ye Fan dared not be careless. He used the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique) to dodge, and at the same time took out an antidote and swallowed it to restore some of his strength.

"Ye Fan, prepare to die!" Pei Yuan roared ferociously, slashing wildly with his long sword.

"Whoosh—"

Ye Fan swung his sword backhand, deflecting the long saber, and at the same time, his body transformed into a ghost, appearing beside Pei Yuan.

"Go to hell!"

Ye Fan slashed horizontally with his sword, the blade tearing through the sky.

Pei Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he quickly raised his knife to block.

Sonorous!

Sparks flew everywhere.

Pei Yuan felt a terrifying force slam into his arm, making his hand go numb and almost causing him to drop his long sword.

"Thump, thump, thump..." Ye Fan stumbled back several steps before stopping. His face was stiff, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

Just a moment ago, he clearly felt that the other party's strength suddenly increased, as if they had taken a stimulant.

"Impossible! How could you have such terrifying strength?!" Ye Fan exclaimed, utterly bewildered.