Chapter 2064 Mitsuo

2064

"This kid! When did you master the mad dragon transformation!?" Ye Huangtu and other members of the Ye family were quite astonished.

Although it has the blood of the fire dragon, it can theoretically be used to transform into a mad dragon.

But not everyone can master this trick, because it is like detonating the power of the blood in the body, and it is difficult to control.

Moreover, it echoes the dragon soul, and if you are a little careless, you may go crazy and cause serious damage to yourself.

Therefore, even those who have reached the blood of the fire dragon in the clan rarely practice this skill, let alone use it casually.

"Isn't it?! Even if it is a mad dragon in the fire dragon realm, can he still resist!?"

"Although the transformation into a mad dragon can greatly increase the combat power, it is not enough to make the body resist the nine-fold spirit-shaping heavenly sword intent!"

People in the clan talked about it, and they all felt that Ye Fan's approach was too reckless and ignorant!

But no matter what, at this moment, countless sword intents rained down from various angles like arrows!

"Puff puff!!--"

The sword intent fell on Ye Fan's body, bursting out bloody flowers!

really! Even if it turns into a mad dragon, it is still broken!

but! Such flesh and blood injuries are completely acceptable to Ye Fan!

Ye Fan was covered in blood, but he still rushed towards Hua Xiaoluo without hindrance!

"How can this be!?"

Seeing Ye Fan unreasonably rushing forward with sword intent, Hua Xiaoluo was stunned!

Not only her, but all the clansmen up and down the stands, their eyeballs are about to fall out!

"Is this kid copper-skinned and iron-boned!?"

"The fire dragon's blood has gone berserk, and it has such supernatural power!?"

Including the elders, they all felt as if they had seen a new world. Did they underestimate the power of the mad dragon transformation, or was Ye Fan too perverted! ?

However, just seeing Ye Fan's body continuously spilling blood and still rushing forward, many people already felt their scalps go numb!

This is really cruel!

Hua Xiaoluo's face turned pale, realizing that this sword intent was not powerful enough, so she quickly withdrew her sword and chose to fight with sword intent.

"Blooming flowers!"

With a sweep of the long sword, the sword intent is like a large piece of flower petals flying, forming a dozen brocades of colorful flowers in front of Hua Xiaoluo!

"ah!!--"

After Ye Fan estimated his body's ability to resist blows, he roared directly, like an armored rhinoceros, and also like a berserk steel chariot, rushing directly into the heavy sword!

"Bang! Bang!..."

Ye Fan waved his fists, it seemed that the outside of his body was the power of true energy and blood, but in fact, it was relying on the strength of his physical body to forcibly tear apart the sword intent!

Even if it is a weakened version of disintegration, it is enough for Ye Fan's strength to reach the immortal state.

And Ye Fan's combat experience is more than enough to defeat the fledgling Hua Xiaoluo!

Ye Fan accurately estimated that even if he tried his best, his physical body would be damaged, but the recovery speed of his body would also be greatly increased after he transformed into a mad dragon, so it actually offset a lot.

All he has to do is catch Hua Xiaoluo off guard!

Sure enough, when she saw Ye Fan was covered in blood, his fists were bloody, and he was rushing towards her, Hua Xiaoluo's eyes were already full of fear!

"Boom!—"

With a muffled sound of sword intent, Ye Fan rushed in front of Hua Xiaoluo like a flaming war god, or like a bloody warrior who survived the battlefield!

Hua Xiaoluo was stunned, as if her whole body was frozen!

In fact, it wasn't just her, the martial arts field was already eerily quiet, only the whimpering of the wind could be heard...

Everyone stared blankly at Ye Fan at this time, a "reckless man" at the alchemy stage, whose aura had forcibly overwhelmed the opponent of the nine-level sword intent of the spirit-shaping nine-level sword!

At this moment, Hua Xiaoluo seemed to be just the light of rice grains, before Ye Fan's scorching day, the light was completely covered up!

"you lose……"

Ye Fan's bloody hand covered Hua Xiaoluo's little head...

When hot blood flowed down from her eyes, Hua Xiaoluo's eyes turned red, and she finally broke down emotionally!

"Clang!"

The sword fell to the ground...

Hua Xiaoluo cried bitterly, "Wow!——"

She couldn't hold it anymore, this battle had completely turned her world upside down, she never thought that someone could be so terrifying!

She turned around and ran off the stage crying...

"Father! Xiao Luo is so scared! Huh..." Hua Xiaoluo hurried to her father's place.

The Patriarch of the Hua family also had a complex expression on his face, but when he saw his daughter crying in fright, he hurried up and hugged his child, and then looked at Ye Fan on the stage with helpless and admiring eyes...

In fact, the members of the Hua family didn't seem too angry or unwilling, because the loss was really convincing...

Ling Mingjing, Qi Tong and other young talents seem to be meeting Ye Fan for the first time, and they are all as pale as paper...

Hua Xiaoluo actually lost? Then they...they didn't even dare to think about it!

In the referee's seat, a group of well-informed elders were also stunned.

"This Ye Fan... Is this a genius? Or is the reckless lucky?"

"It's simply unreasonable. This little flower's implementation power is comparable to that of the third level of immortality. This Ye Fan's alchemy stage...even the mad dragon transformation shouldn't be..."

Yao Xingzhi couldn't help asking Feng Qinglan beside him, "Elder Feng...do you think that the mad dragon transformation has such power?"

At this moment, Feng Qinglan's wonderful eyes were extremely deep, staring straight at Ye Fan, and said: "At least... If I were him, I don't think I can do it."

Yao Xingzhi and the other elders all nodded silently, they really couldn't understand...

The scene was very quiet for a while, but Ye Fan turned his head and pouted at the elder referee, reminding him not to be in a daze.

"Oh... Ye... Ye Fansheng!" The referee elder swallowed with lingering fear.

Like most of the people present, the referee couldn't believe what he saw...

Until this moment, excited cheers erupted from the Ye family members!

"Big brother!! Big brother won!!" Ye Hang got up and punched Ye Fan regardless of his broken ribs.

"This kid... is so stupid!" Ye Huangtu blamed, but the pride in his eyes was beyond words.

Ye Chaoxuan was full of enthusiasm, "Haha! This is the heir to the Beihou Mansion of my town!"

"Husband..." Su Qingxue's watery eyes glowed with a gleam, and she looked at the man with complicated eyes.

"Brother is too amazing! You can win this! I'm sure you can go to the Immortal Palace!!" Ye Wanqing and Ye Danqing behind were all dancing.

Seeing the applause and cheers coming from all around, Ye Fan wiped the blood from his face with a helpless expression...

All of this is nothing but to be expected.

Maybe it would be more difficult for other people to transform into a mad dragon, but for him, an experienced user of disintegration, transforming into a mad dragon can be easily used without practice.

In terms of the increase in combat power, the mad dragon transformation is actually not as good as disintegration, and is limited by blood, it only strengthens the body and true energy.

Unlike disintegration, it is almost the ultimate combat technique to increase all energy.

Even so, as long as he can improve to the immortal level, there is a way to defeat Hua Xiaoluo.

In fact, if Hua Xiaoluo was like him, purely using sword intent instead of using a mixture of true energy and sword intent, Ye Fan would probably have a hard time parrying it.

It's a pity that for a sword cultivator who knows how to maximize the power of his sword intent, Ye Fan guesses that apart from himself, a "wonderful creature" who only pursues violent combat power, there is no other sword repairer in the world.

"Fan'er! Come here, mother will heal your wounds!" Ji Suxin greeted loudly, both happy and pained.

Ye Fan smiled, and stretched out his hand to signal to wait.

With a jump, Ye Fan fell directly to the bottom of the ring and stood firmly in front of Qi Tong!