Chapter 179. Zheng Hao

"Ah!" Because of distraction, he was shot into the body by a sword gas and fell to the ground. Then more sword gas surged up and beat the falling dog.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Zheng Hao shouted sadly, and every part of his body was hit.

Ye Fan looked from afar and only saw that Zheng Hao was submerged by his sword spirit. The battle had long been over, but it seemed that things were not so simple.

The sword spirit dissipated in the distance, revealing the sound and shadow inside. Zheng Hao's clothes were ragged, and his body was bleeding. His handsome face was no longer human at this moment, which was extremely miserable.

"I'm going to kill you!" Zheng Hao roared sadly and shot up.

"Sure enough, it's not that simple. The person who can pass the ninth floor doesn't have a weak hand." Ye Fan retreated unhurriedly and thought to him.

"I was beaten like this by a newcomer. If I let others know, what's my face?" Zheng Hao was extremely depressed. He blamed himself for being careless and beaten like this. Now, even if he wins, there is nothing to be proud of. On the contrary, he will be laughed at by others.

Zheng Hao waved his sword, and the strong force condensed on the body of the sword. There were bursts of flames and lightning on the flames. The two are closely combined, and the power is doubled. Unlike Ye Fan, the two mysteries are completely used completely separately. Even if they are used together occasionally, it is just 1+1. In fact, the power is not as good as What improvement.

"This way of using the mystery..." Ye Fan stared at Zheng Hao and was excited. In the past, his use of Yuanli and Aoyi was too rough. Compared with Zheng Hao, it was simply a heaven and a place. If it hadn't been for the powerful skills such as "Heaven and Earth Sword" and "Jifeng", he would have been killed in seconds.

"The fire is shocking and killing!"

There was a sound of breaking the sky, and a fierce and domineering sword spirit came from a distance.

"The front line of heaven and earth!"

A light more dazzling than the sun appeared from the tip of the sword, and the light flashed, cut through the space and shot at the sword gas.

"Boom!"

Although Ye Fan's sword spirit is extremely condensed, the other party's realm is a hundred refining realms, which is one level higher than Ye Fan. At the same time, Qinglong College, the other party came a year earlier, and the skills he learned must not be ordinary, and the advantages of Ye Fan's skills are almost offset.

After the other party's sword spirit extinguished Ye Fan's sword spirit, the momentum did not decrease and bombarded Ye Fan.

"Block it for me!" Holding the cold wind sword tightly, the turbulent Zhenyuan poured towards the sword body and suddenly cut at the sword spirit.

"Keng!"

The sword spirit was blocked by the cold wind sword and disappeared.

"Puff!"

Ye Fan spit out a mouthful of blood. Although he blocked the sword, he also suffered an internal injury. The strength directly affected his body and made him extremely uncomfortable.

"It's actually blocked." Zheng Hao's face became more and more ugly. His repeated attacks were blocked by him, and he couldn't win for a long time, which made him extremely embarrassed. He even doubted whether he had regressed and couldn't even deal with a newcomer.

"Haha, I see." Ye Fan suddenly laughed.

"What do you understand? It's so arrogant to die." Zheng Hao curled his lips.

Ye Fan shook his head and didn't say anything. Just now, he suffered this blow and had already understood some of the uses of Aoyi.

"Go to hell, the fire will be killed by thunder!" Zheng Hao launched an identical attack again, which was about to kill his opponent.

"It's you who died!" Ye Fan's eyes were cold, and he used the method of using the meaning he had just learned.

"Wind and Thunder Dance!"

He successfully combined part of the meaning of the wind and the meaning of thunder, and created this new swordsmanship, which is far more powerful than the power of using a meaning alone.

Two fierce swordsmanship suddenly collided and strangled each other. The next moment, Ye Fan's swordsmanship completely destroyed Zheng Hao's sword spirit and shot at Zheng Hao.

"What! How is this possible!" Zheng Hao looked stunned and forgot to resist. He was completely penetrated through his chest by the sword spirit, forming a big hole.

"How did you do it?" Zheng Hao said with an incredible face, and then disappeared.

"Battle victory, win plus 1, get 10 points." A voice sounded in Ye Fan's mind.

"Wow, I'm so tired." Ye Fan took a long breath. It's only the second level, and it's already like this. This level is the level of virtual space, which has nothing to do with the student level.

What's the use of this level? Ye Fan opened the light curtain and looked at the front row of seven levels and eight levels. The points were tens of thousands, and the corners of his eyes twitched. These people were all perverts. How many games does this have to play?

"But this is interesting. I will surpass you one by one!" Ye Fan ignited his fighting spirit and looked at the four only nine levels in the front.

"Ouyang Hai, 15260 points, 1552 wins, 52 losses and 10 draws, with a winning rate of 96%."

"Gangguan Yu, 16610 points, 1722 wins, 122 losses and 8 draws, with a winning rate of 93%."

"Huangfuxin, 18440 points, 1934 wins, 180 losses and 15 draws, with a winning rate of 91%."

"Ye Yunxuan, 29950 points, 3000 wins, 10 losses and 0 draws, winning rate of 99%."

This is the top four situation. One is more perverted than the other, especially the first one. It's simply not human. This high winning rate is outrageous. Because when matching, you often encounter someone who is better than yourself, so most people's winning rate is not high, but when this person is weak, he crushes him all the way. His opponent, the 10 games he lost should also be defeated by a powerful and unparalleled opponent when he was weak.

"Oh, it's also surnamed Ye." Ye Fan has a little interest in Ye Yunxuan, but now the gap between him and others is too big. Not to mention fighting with him, the challenge will be directly ignored.

Exiting from the virtual space, Ye Fan carefully recalled the battle just now. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the other party's moves and the use of Aoyi were incomparable. In the past, he really looked at the sky and underestimated the heroes in the world. He casually came to beat himself like this. He really had nothing to be proud of.

After staying in the tower for a long time, it was time to go out to get some air. Ye Fan teleported to the first floor, slowly walked to the door, and gently opened the door.

A ray of light penetrated the seam of the entrance, illuminating his face.

The noisy crowd outside the door suddenly became quiet. Everyone stared at Ye Fan without saying anything, as if they were looking at a monster.

"Well, why are there so many people?" Ye Fan looked at them puzzledly in his heart.

Then the crowd whispered.