Even if Ye Fan's footsteps were a little slow, even if Ye Fan didn't have much physical strength left, but this time, facing a strong enemy, Ye Fan was filled with confidence like never before!
He held the white bone sword in his hand, his gaze locked onto Skellidon's body.
Although Skellidon didn't feel any true energy or energy fluctuations, he didn't know why, but he felt that he was being firmly watched by Ye Fan.
It was as if a rabbit was being looked down at by a giant eagle in the sky, and all of its movements could be seen in its eyes.
As long as he made the slightest mistake, this giant eagle would seize the opportunity to swoop down and give him a fatal blow!
Skellidon didn't dare to be careless. With a wave of his staff, the ground began to ignite with dark green flames!
"Hellfire!"
This kind of undead flame could cause great damage to a person's spirit. Although the temperature wasn't high, it was very lethal.
In Fan Xian's mind, all sorts of exquisite techniques of the ancient sword technique continuously flashed through. Combined with the dozens of sword techniques that he had already mastered, in a short period of time, some of the most basic sword techniques were being polished in his mind to the point where they became more and more transparent!
After the sword in Ye Fan's hand drew an arc of half a moon, the blade of the sword was placed flat and pressed down heavily!
As this sword descended, it was as if a large hand of Buddha had pressed down heavily on a mountain of five fingers!
"Boom!"
The ground felt the sword intent and shook heavily! It was as if it had been covered by something!
An oppressive sword intent had extinguished all the hellfire on the ground!
"This... How is this possible!? What kind of sword technique is this!?
Skellidon cried out in alarm. He felt as if he had seen a ghost! Without any zhen qi or sword qi, how did Ye Fan manage to extinguish the hellfire!?
Ye Fan's heart was filled with the anger of revenge. He wished that he could cut this guy into eight pieces and grind his bones to ashes. How could he have the leisure to tell this guy that he was using the move "Sword Pressure"!
Ancient Sword Techniques, or rather, the purest things of sword techniques, were the basic moves of stabbing, chopping, hanging, pointing, collapsing, cloud wiping, piercing, and pressing. There were also footwork, jumping, balance, and spinning movements that complemented each other.
Sword Pressure was about the word "pressure", using the characteristics of the sword to suppress the sword intent of the local attack!
It sounded easy to understand, but to truly use this move to a shocking effect, the requirements were very high.
The coordination of every muscle, the control of every inch of strength, and the timing of the sword strike were all very subtle.
It was like an engine. Only when it was debugged in the most reasonable way could it display the greatest power and characteristics.
It was like an engine. Only when it was debugged properly would it be able to display the greatest power and characteristics.
The ancient martial arts were also the same. The strength of the ancient martial arts were also the same as the ancient martial arts. The strength of the ancient martial arts were the same as the ancient martial arts. The strength of the ancient martial arts were the same as the ancient martial arts.
When this sword was pressed down, Ye Fan's concentration reached its peak. Borrowing the momentum of wanting to completely crush the opponent's aura, he mobilized the muscles, joints, and every nerve in his body, perfectly coordinating with each other, allowing Ye Fan to smoothly use this sword pressure in one go!
Together with the sword technique itself, the sword intent that it wanted to bring along, naturally, this sword pressure was unleashed!
Although Fan Xian didn't have any Zhen Qi, the power contained in his body was actually much stronger than Zhen Qi.
Previously, Ye Fan was just unable to make good use of this power. He only wanted to barbarically charge forward, punch, and kick.
But this time, after Ye Fan combined the sword intent with his own strength, he finally used the strength of his body on the blade!
After inheriting thousands of years of ancient martial arts and the crystallization of countless ancestors' wisdom, Ye Fan had arrogantly believed that his own self-created cultivation system had already surpassed the wisdom behind these moves. He could completely break away from the ancient martial arts and form his own school …
Now that he thought about it, Ye Fan felt extremely ashamed! These experts who invented ancient martial arts, their level of thought actually far exceeded Ye Fan's imagination!
"I don't want to believe it. Could it be that you can break through in the midst of battle!?"
Skellidon flew into a rage out of humiliation. He waved his staff quickly and cast three necromancy spells in a row.
"Death Vortex!!"
"Corpse Poison Puppet!!"
"Netherworld Flame!!"
The storm formed by the aura of death swept up the ground and whizzed towards Ye Fan.
Three Corpse Poison Puppets, filled with poisonous gas, also madly rushed towards Ye Fan.
A dozen or so skeletons that flickered with ghostly flames hovered in the air and fell towards Ye Fan.
As long as he could avenge his woman, even if he had to go through a mountain of blades and a sea of flames, he would still charge in without hesitation!
At this moment, with a sword in hand, he slashed down at the Ghost Slaying God!
Looking at the ghostly wails and wolf howls of undead magic in front of him, he slightly retreated with one foot and pulled the sword back. He drew a high semicircle arc and slashed down with the sword!
This sword strike was as if it had split apart a mountain range. A strong cracking sound could be heard in the air, and the menacing whirlpool of death in front of him was scattered in all directions!
Ye Fan then stomped his feet, took a step forward, and swung his sword horizontally. The three Corpse Poison Puppets were cut in half before they could even catch a single strand of Ye Fan's hair!
At this moment, Ye Fan somersaulted in the air, and the Netherworld Flame that was falling from the sky just so happened to descend.
The white bone sword in Ye Fan's hand swept horizontally, and all of the Netherworld Flames were blocked to the side, not having any effect at all!
The whole set of movements only took less than a second. Ye Fan had only used the most basic footwork in swordsmanship, the most basic chopping, chopping, and wiping moves. He had used his own understanding and his own body's conditions to interpret them!
Seeing that his three sets of consecutive moves were actually broken by Ye Fan in an instant, Skellidon was already extremely shocked!
One must know that the Ye Fan just now, even if it was a whirlpool of death, would have caused a lot of trouble.
Ye Fan was actually very surprised himself. When he fought with the copper swordsman, the ancient sword technique that the copper man used wasn't as strong as the one he was using now.
The reason was very likely that Ye Fan's physical condition was stronger than that of the copper man. After all, the copper man was not a real person. Even if his strength was very strong, it was difficult for his muscles and joints to perfectly interpret the sword intent.
Ye Fan realized one thing. It seemed that his path of cultivating his body was not wrong. It was just that he had not found a good way to truly release his strength.
Even if it was disintegration, he was only using brute force to fight. He thought that he had gathered his strength, but in reality, the difference was far too great.
Come to think of it, how could one person's wisdom compare to the crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom!?
Ye Fan made up his mind. If he could survive today, he would have to study ancient martial arts again.
Of course, it didn't matter if he lived or not. Right now, there was only one thing he wanted to do the most — avenge his wife!
Ye Fan turned his head and walked towards Skellidon again. Although the corpse poison wasn't enough to take his life, using ancient martial arts also required a lot of physical strength. Otherwise, pure sword intent wouldn't be able to achieve a strong enough effect.
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