The black-faced man hit him like a mountain with one move, using the "Storm Hammer" vitality combat skill that he had mastered to perfection. If it were an ordinary martial artist in the middle stage of the Martial King Realm, he would have to try every means to avoid this thrilling blow.
Ye Fan looked at him coldly, still looking indifferent.
The practice of any combat skill can be divided into ten realms according to the degree of proficiency. Perfection is the seventh high-level realm. For ordinary martial arts cultivators, this is a very good realm, and they can exert considerable power in combat skills.
But in Ye Fan's eyes, the vitality combat skills of the seventh level of proficiency, "Proficiency", still have too many flaws, almost everywhere.
Ye Fan stood in the middle of the hall of Zhui Feng Tavern, not moving, watching indifferently as Guo Hong's hammer hit him fiercely from more than ten feet away.
"Is he so frightened that he can't react for a while?"
"Is he planning to sustain a blow? Guo Hong is the King of Martial Arts of the Gold Element. The armor-breaking power of this hammer is extremely overbearing. How can the King of Martial Arts resist it in the middle stage?"
Many martial arts cultivators in the tavern couldn't help but laugh.
Three feet!
Two feet!
Ye Fan finally moved and drew the sword with his right hand.
Unsheath!
"Qiang!"
A golden sword light that was ten feet long cut through the air in an instant.
This sword is like a dream, without any fireworks or overbearing pressure, it seems to be natural. Like a ray of light from the morning sun, it rises from the horizon. The light instantly becomes the brightest light between heaven and earth. In an instant, it falls from the horizon and disappears. The earth seems to have returned to darkness and silence.
When this spatula light appeared, the martial arts cultivators in the entire tavern felt as if they were immersed in a dream.
After the light disappears, people still feel unfinished and disappointed.
Return to the sheath!
Ye Fan's moves were nothing more than that. He didn't even bother to use his vitality, just a basic sword-cutting move.
"This...is this basic knife skill?!"
The black-faced tough man showed a look of horror, feeling as if he was crashing into the majestic Blade Mountain, and his instinctive fear made his body tremble.
He met an incredible martial arts master.
But he couldn't stop the unreserved blow from the mace in his hand. He could only grit his teeth and continue to swing the mace at Ye Fan, trying to win with a trace of luck.
The high-level vitality combat skills he used were nothing more than basic combat skills. Maybe he could win with strength.
Unfortunately, nothing was left to chance.
The overwhelming momentum formed by the mace, when it encountered the majestic golden light, disappeared without a trace in an instant just like the thin ice in the morning when it saw the scorching sun in the sky.
"Pfft~!"
The black-faced iron tower man made a light move in his hand, and the fourth-level mid-level mace, which was thicker than his thigh, was cut in half by Ye Fan in an instant.
Boo!
Half of the heavy mace fell to the floor of the tavern hall, splashing a lot of gravel.
Damn it, how is this possible!
This fourth-level mid-level mace is so indestructible that it has been with him for at least a hundred years. It has smashed away many martial arts practitioners' mysterious soldiers, smashed many martial arts cultivators' armors, and killed many ferocious orcs! Not even the King of Martial Arts and the King of Beasts could be smashed by him!
A mace worth hundreds of thousands of primeval stones was ruined like this?
Ye Fan is only in the middle stage of King Wu, so why can he cut off his mysterious weapon with just one basic sword move?
The black-faced man stopped and looked at Ye Fan in astonishment. Then he lowered his head and stared blankly at the smooth and flat mace in his hand that was cut into two parts. His heart palpitated and panicked.
This was a feeling of powerlessness he had never felt in his life.
It felt like he was not facing a martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of the Martial King Realm, but rather a top-notch master at the peak of the Martial King Realm... No, maybe even stronger. It would not be an exaggeration to say he was a half-Martial King.
Then, the black-faced man suddenly felt that his face was cold and sticky.
After touching it, his palm was covered with dazzling red blood.
There was a faint blood streak on his cheek.
"you..."
The black-faced man stumbled back a few steps in shock, his feet feeling weak and his legs weak.
Instantly I felt a chill running down my spine.
If this sword had added more force or released the sword energy, I am afraid that he and his mysterious soldiers would have been cut in half and died on the spot.
This is no different from an instant kill.
That is, in the Zhuifeng Tavern in Imperial Valley City, if they had fought in the wilderness, he would have been a cold corpse.
There was a surge of fear in the heart of the black-faced man. He glanced at the indifferent Ye Fan. He trembled all over and quickly lowered his head. His eyes did not dare to look at Ye Fan again. There was no trace of the previous provocation.
He turned around and ran back to the wine table where the Three Tigers of the Wasteland were.
In the Zhui Feng Tavern, many martial arts cultivators gasped, and there was silence for an instant.
Everyone's heart was filled with turmoil.
"Bah~!"
"This person actually used basic sword skills! Not high-level vitality combat skills!"
"One move instantly killed Guo Hong's Xuanbing. After all, Guo Hong is also a first-rate master in the middle stage of King Wu, and he is also a veteran with a long-standing reputation in Imperial Valley City! ... This is probably the case for many masters in the later stage of King Wu. I can't defeat him with one move, let alone cut off his mysterious weapons."
"This person's sword skills are too domineering!"
"Yes, the top ten on the Imperial Valley City Martial King List may be able to defeat Guo Hong easily, but they cannot destroy this mace mysterious weapon so easily."
"Where is this new martial arts master who has emerged? Although his cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Martial King, his combat power has already reached the super first-class realm of the peak of the late Martial King. With his strength, he can easily squeeze into the top ten of the Imperial Valley City Martial King list. "
"That's not necessarily true! This move doesn't show much of his combat effectiveness. It's just that his fifth-level sword is too sharp! I'm afraid only 70% to 80% of this man's combat effectiveness is in this sword!"
"Exactly! No matter how strong the opponent is, he can't resist the slash of his fifth-level imperial sword!"
"No wonder he, in the middle stage of King Martial Arts, dared to call himself the captain and come to the tavern to build an adventure team!"
Many people in the tavern, including some Martial Kings, could not accurately judge at a glance how strong Ye Fan's combat effectiveness was.
Because Ye Fan did not use his vitality combat skills, he only used the simplest basic sword technique. It is very difficult to judge the strength of a Martial King based on basic sword skills.
They are more inclined to attribute all this to the mammoth emperor sword in Ye Fan's hand.
In Ye Fan's hand was a fifth-level top-quality emperor-level sword, which could cut through a fourth-level king-level mysterious weapon like cutting mud! With this sword alone, looking at the entire Imperial Valley City, even the peak masters in the later period of King Wu would not dare to compete with Ye Fan.
This sword is so amazing, most of the Wu Kings and Wu Hous in Zhui Feng Tavern naturally know it.
This is the fifth-level magic weapon that King Wu only possesses, and it is actually in the hands of King Wu!
This magical weapon can easily attract the prying eyes of others!
However, this can also prove from the side that no matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he cannot keep the fifth-level magic weapon in his hand.
Carrying a fifth-level magic weapon while walking around Imperial Valley City without being snatched away is also a manifestation of strength.
Zhao Qingmei, the boss of the Three Tigers of the Wasteland, glanced at Ye Fan and the imperial sword in his hand, and his heart sank. He secretly thought that something was wrong, knowing that the third child had provoked a first-class master of the Martial King Realm who could not be offended.
As one of the top 30 martial arts kings in Imperial Valley City, he also has a vicious vision.
The unknown Master Ye in front of him, even if he does not hold the fifth-level Battle Emperor Sword, his combat power is probably not much weaker than his. This person's basic swordsmanship is very solid and has reached the tenth level of perfection, and his high-level combat skills may not be much weaker.
Guo Hong, the third child, was defeated in one move by this man and was embarrassed in this Zhui Feng Tavern.
I'm afraid that if it spreads, it will damage the reputation of the Three Tigers of the Wasteland in Imperial Valley City. Others would say that the Three Tigers of the Wasteland couldn't even defeat a martial arts cultivator in the middle stage of the Martial King Realm.
He hesitated in his heart whether to stand up for the third child.