Destined Martial Lord

An enormous image of an angel of energy suddenly appeared behind his back. A pair of arms abruptly shattered the ring of fire from the profound ice before grabbing towards Ye Fan!    

With the trembling of Angel's arms, the entire arena faintly trembled!    

"Qilin Descent!"    

Ye Fan growled, then suddenly pulled out the Qilin sword from his back, a dazzling thunder light twined around the Qilin sword, forming a network of electricity around Ye Fan, releasing an extremely terrifying and berserk aura!    

The sword had never left Ye Fan's sheath ever since he obtained it, so Ye Fan took this opportunity to test the might of the Qilin Sword!    

"This... "This sword is ?"    

When Ying Tianlong saw the Qilin sword, he was immediately shocked. He seemed to have thought of something and even the movements of his hands slowed down a bit!    

Ye Fan's mouth curved into a smile, he was extremely satisfied with the Qilin Sword's power. The Qilin Sword seemed to have a kind of strange power, which perfectly matched with his Thundershock Sword Soul, and at the same time doubled his own soul skill's power!    

Roar!    

A Lightning Qilin suddenly appeared in the sky above Ye Fan. It roared loudly at Ying Tianlong, and then, it suddenly pounced towards the flame angel!    

Boom!    

The flame angel was directly dispersed by the lightning qilin's attack, and it pounced towards Ying Tianlong. The violent thunder elements instantly exploded, forming a thunderstorm!    

Ying Tianlong let out a muffled grunt before his body went limp and he fell onto the ground. His entire body was twitching uncontrollably. Some parts of his body were still flashing with electric sparks, and smoke was rising in spirals from his hair!    

It was only one sword strike, but Ying Tianlong's entire body was paralyzed, and he lost all of his battle prowess!    

"Could this be the legendary Lord's ??" Qilin Sword! "    

Although Ying Tianlong could not move, he could still speak. Green smoke emitted from his mouth and turned into clouds that disappeared.    

"That's right!"    

Ye Fan looked at the Qilin sword in his hand with satisfaction. It was worthy of being a Holy-ranked Artifact worth five million contribution points, and its power was indeed extraordinary. However, the power that Ye Fan could unleash right now was only the basic abilities of the Qilin Sword Sin.    

In the future, as Ye Fan's strength continued to increase, the might of the Holy Sword would be unleashed one by one!    

"I didn't expect to see the Qilin Sword appear once again!" This time, I did not lose unjustly! "    

Ying Tianlong solemnly said.    

"It seems like you know the history of this sword."    

Ye Fan slowly sheathed his sword and said to Ying Tianlong who was lying on the ground.    

"Hehe, of course, because the lord who wielded this sword had done a great favor for our Ying Family and none of us will forget it."    

Ying Tianlong solemnly said.    

"What is it? Hearing your words, it can't be that you want to steal my sword? "    

Ye Fan could not help but look at Ye Fan with vigilance as he spoke.    

"What are you saying? Are we that kind of people? I was just sighing in my heart. Back then, that lord didn't manage to find a successor and this sword disappeared from everyone's sight. I'm afraid that there aren't many people who can remember it now. Since you have become one with this sword, I hope that you can treat this sword well in the future. Let this sword shine once again on the world! "    

Ying Tianlong was speechless, he thought to himself that Ye Fan's thoughts were simply too evil. He had only casually said that one sentence, and was actually thinking that he wanted to snatch the sword from Ye Fan.    

"You don't need to tell me that. I will do the same. You don't need to worry too much. Do you want me to send you down now?"    

Ye Fan said to Ying Tianlong who was lying on the ground.    

"No need, the numbness has gradually disappeared, I can sit up by myself."    

Ying Tianlong tried to move his arm, but the numbness gradually disappeared. The thunder energy had already been refined away, and even those that hadn't been refined had gradually dissipated.    

Ying Tianlong sat up slowly and revealed a helpless smile. Although his injuries were not severe, if Ye Fan had used the moment when he was paralyzed to make up for his injuries, he would have been severely injured.    

From this point, Ying Tianlong was extremely grateful to Ye Fan. At the very least, Ye Fan did not completely exterminate him.    

"I lost!" Today, these eighteen layer master s can be considered as having been perfectly handed over by me, hahaha ? The next time we meet, maybe we can become friends. "    

Ying Tianlong stretched his body and felt that he was about to get used to it. Then, he walked down the arena and left the tower of trials with a hearty laugh.    

Ye Fan watched as Ying Tianlong left before officially becoming a layer master of the eighteenth floor of the tower. Today, besides himself, there was basically no one else who wanted to challenge someone on the first floor. Therefore, Ye Fan left after sitting for a short while, and the black-clothed man at the door made a record for Ye Fan.    

After leaving the training grounds, Ye Fan went straight to Su Mu's residence, and quickly found Su Mu, who was drinking tea with his eldest senior brother.    

"Disciple Ye Fan greets Master and Big Senior."    

Ye Fan bowed to the two of them and said.    

"Come on, that's great. Your eldest senior brother just brought me some good tea. You little rascal, you should sit down and have a drink."    

Su Mu enthusiastically invited Ye Fan to sit down, and upon hearing what he said, Ye Fan sat down next to his eldest senior brother. After that, he looked at the tea on the table and was immediately stunned.