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3A Yin Yang Star appeared in Ye Fan's hand, and he suddenly pushed it forward, colliding with the ball of energy.

Boom!

An explosive sound came from the arena as a powerful energy exploded in the middle of the arena, causing a huge pit to appear in the arena.

"Tiger Tiger Strike!"

Cheng Xianjun shouted, his body filled with a piercing energy, a terrifying pressure swept across the entire battlefield, like a fierce tiger pouncing on Ye Fan.

The power of this strike had already reached the limit that his Spirit Fusion stage could exert, and even the air was trembling!

"Defense of the Stars!"

Ye Fan also frowned, he did not expect Cheng Xianjun to be so hard to deal with, and actually forced himself to use his full strength.

How could such a man become an absolute drunkard?

A layer of Yin Yang starlight enveloped Ye Fan's entire body, and he flew towards Cheng Xianjun while holding onto the Yin Yang shield, wanting to catch him off guard!

Boom!

Cheng Xianjun's palm struck the shield of yin and yang, and simply could not shake Ye Fan's defense. All of the explosive energy was pushed into the ground by Ye Fan, and the entire stage suddenly exploded, completely collapsing!

Thousand Illusion Realm!

Ye Fan muttered in his heart, his eyes looking straight at Cheng Xianjun. He activated the Thousand Illusion Battle Soul, but Ye Fan made some adjustments to the method he used, using his own eyes, he used his powerful mental force to directly attack the opponent's brain, causing his success rate to greatly increase!

Cheng Xianjun suddenly felt that the scene in front of him had undergone a huge change. It was as if he had entered a purgatory of asura and his body was tied to a cross pillar.

"It's useless! Since you have already been captured by me, don't even think about escaping. Within this Thousand Illusion dimension, I am the god that controls everything, regardless of whether it is time or space, if I want, I can seal you in here for trillions of years! "

Ye Fan looked at Cheng Xianjun, who was in front of him, and said coldly.

"This is an illusion technique? What are the attributes of your battle soul? But since I already know that it's an illusion technique, as long as I believe that all of this is fake, you will be unable to do anything to me! "

Cheng Xianjun was not an idiot, he instantly saw through that Ye Fan was using an illusion technique and said disdainfully.

"Is that so? Then how about this sword attack? "

Ye Fan laughed, and then fiercely thrusted the sword in his hand into Cheng Xianjun's lower abdomen!

"Wow!"

Cheng Xianjun's pupils contracted as he let out a blood-curdling scream. This pain was so real!

Even if he firmly believed that all of this was fake, the pain that penetrated into his bone marrow was incomparably real, causing his body to involuntarily spasm!

"I've already said that everything in this world is under my control. Be it your sense of pain or your sense of touch, as long as I want to, I can clearly transmit it into your mind!"

Ye Fan pulled out the long sword, and pierced it again!

"I will stab you 3,600 times. If you can't resist, you should surrender as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will die!"

Ye Fan sneered at Cheng Xianjun, and continued to strike at his confidence.

In a 1v1 battle, the most terrifying aspect of an illusion was that it could break the mental defenses of an opponent, causing the opponent's will to collapse. Once the opponent's will collapsed, the following matter would be much simpler.

"I don't know how you learned to use this illusion technique, but if you want to use this ability to defeat me, you are still far off!"

Cheng Xianjun roared.

"Is that so?"

Ye Fan did not continue speaking, and directly pierced out with his sword yet another time. After that, he said in a low voice, "There are still three thousand five hundred and ninety-seven sword strikes!"

"Puuu!"

Cheng Xianjun could not help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, because the sword had directly pierced into his heart. And when he heard that number, he couldn't help but panic.

A strange scene appeared on the stage. After Cheng Xianjun struck Ye Fan's shield with his palm, he actually stopped moving and did not continue to attack!

After that, in just a short span of time, Cheng Xianjun's body abruptly exploded with a strong aura, and then he suddenly fell down, as he lay on the ground and panted heavily, continuously recalling the terrifying scene from earlier.

Ye Fan stabbed him with one thousand five hundred swords in the Thousand Illusion dimension for thirteen hours straight. This was a kind of inhumane torture and he couldn't take it anymore, so he exploded with Earth Level strength and escaped from Ye Fan's illusion.

"I've lost!"

Without waiting for Ye Fan to speak, Cheng Xianjun admitted it immediately. He had used his Earth Rank power, and according to the agreement, he would lose.

Even though he was addicted to alcohol, he would never renege on his debt!

"If we were truly fighting to the death, I would definitely not be a match for Senior Brother."

Ye Fan smiled at Cheng Xianjun.

"A loss is a loss, how can there be so many reasons! I, Cheng Xianjun, admit that you are the strongest under the Earth Realm! "

Cheng Xianjun snorted coldly, turned around, and left. However, there was a trace of unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

"Is there anyone else who would like to fight?"

Although the stage had shattered, Ye Fan stood on top of it and shouted out.

No one answered!

If a real Earth Level master were to admit defeat, then it would be meaningless for them to go up.

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