Boom
In the space, there seems to be a burst of energy, and the trembling posture makes people unable to ignore it.
Under such a posture, people are really afraid.
But ye Fantian stood there proudly, did not move, but looked coldly at the trembling in the space.
The wild sand is flying, the dead leaves on the ground are slowly rolling up, and the rippling ripples form countless clear lines, which are then distorted again.
Pop pop
Fine lines flickered in them, forming an open area on the ground.
In Ye Fantian''s opinion, there is only one effect of such a windy appearance - pretending to force!!
Sure enough, in the posture of surging clouds, falling leaves and flying sand, more than a dozen figures have fallen from the sky to the ground.
An old man in green robes stood there with a smile on his face. Beside him were a dozen young or middle-aged men.
These people carry bright metal rings on their bodies.
Little strange lines flicker on it, which is obviously not ordinary.
"Ha ha... Killing demons is so fast..."
Said the old man in green with a smile on his face.
"Your speed is not slow. I''ve been traveling for such a long time, but you can still find me. Obviously, it''s not easy. It seems to compete with some Xiaobai in our family."
As soon as he said this, the old man''s smiling face could not help being stiff. Although Xiaobai didn''t know what it was, it was obviously not funny.
"Presumptuous, even talking to my master like this, boy, do you want to die?"
A young man''s face showed an angry color and said, as if he regarded the old man in front of him as a God in his heart, and did not allow anyone to desecrate him.
"Really?"
Ye Fantian smiled coldly, but the conversation soon changed:
"What are you? You are also qualified to be presumptuous in front of me. I am talking to your master, but you interrupt. Do you think your strength and qualifications are more qualified than your master?"
"I..."
The young man''s face suddenly changed.
"Master, I didn''t mean that..."
The young man quickly explained to the old man in Tsing Yi.
"Demon killer, your mouth seems to be more powerful than your strength."
"Really?"
Ye Fantian said noncommittally.
But the next moment, he sneered and said:
"But you don''t know. In fact, my kung fu is more powerful. At your age, it''s natural that even if you have a wife, it won''t be attractive. I''d better greet your daughter."
"Kill demons... Just try to show off your tongue. It has no effect on me."
The old man said disdainfully, but he felt very clear from the trembling face. This guy is not as simple as he said on the surface.
"I''ve heard for a long time that a gentleman''s hand has the capacity to accommodate people. Today, I see that it really deserves its reputation."
A sudden burst of terror broke open, and the tearing sound of the void appeared again. In the distance, the shadow of a group of people flickered continuously, and there was a clear trace on the ground everywhere they went.
"Body refining guy..."
Ye Fantian sighed in a low voice.
This body refining skill is rare in Xuantian mainland, but there are many more in jiuxiao world.
A burly man with a grim smile began to make a terrible wave on the ground. With the pause of the other party, he immediately began to make a sad and sharp sound.
"Ha ha... It''s so lively."
Again, several people sneered.
Then in all directions, there have been many strong fluctuations.
These people are either alone, or in groups, or living in doors or friends
However, their characteristics are all good strength, and there is only one purpose - Ye Fantian!
"After seeing the man with a black iron sword, the old man in blue named gentleman''s hand suddenly looked ugly.
Obviously, the relationship between the two is not very good!
As for the burly man who spoke just now, he stopped talking and just stared at Ye Fantian indifferently.
"Iron sword maniac, rage Tiens... I didn''t expect you to come too."
As the number of people gradually stabilized, the gentleman in green smiled coldly at the man and strong man holding iron green.
"You hypocrite are here. Why can''t we come?"
The big angry Tiens said coldly.
As for the iron sword maniac, he sneered with disdain, and even felt that he owed much to his answer.
"Boy... Give up your Kung Fu and martial arts, as well as all your treasures. After abolishing all your accomplishments, you can roll away."
A man shouted loudly.
Hiss
When the iron sword was waved, the seemingly extremely ordinary iron sword erupted into infinite power. A black vigorous Qi was mercilessly cut off, and a sword chopped the shouting man into countless sections.
"Iron sword maniac, what do you mean?"
The gentleman''s face sank and couldn''t help roaring.
For the slain is one of his disciples.
"Hum... An ordinary young man is just a small man in the realm of supernatural power, but he yells in front of me. A gentleman''s hand, you''d better take care of your people, otherwise, the iron sword in my hand doesn''t recognize people."
The iron sword maniac said without giving face.
But this action is clearly not only to provoke the gentleman, but also to deter the rest of those who want to take advantage.
Sure enough, with the slight dance of the iron sword.
The people around quickly retreated a lot. Except for some who felt that their strength was not weak, the rest clearly retreated by almost kilometers.
"Hum..."
When the iron sword moved, it was like the snake letter of the poisonous snake in the air. The black vigorous Qi breathed and breathed looked terrible:
"Boy, although that idiot just made a bit of noise, what he said is normal. Now hand over all your treasures, including Kung Fu and martial arts, and then abolish your accomplishments."
Looking at the iron sword leaf, Brahma sneered at him:
"Do you think you can do anything about your cultivation? Can you compare with the Ziyun sect, or can you be a powerful overlord demon king and a hundred saints? There are not a few strong people who die in my hands. If you want to challenge your vitality, you can compare with me at any time."
As soon as he said this, the faces of the people couldn''t help changing.
The name of man is the shadow of the tree. The name of killing demons is not claimed by Ye Fantian, but recognized by everyone in the first World War of Ziyun sect.
Although Ye Fantian''s strength is only the cultivation of the divine realm, he can kill the strong in the immortal realm. Even in front of duanmukong, the leader of Ziyun sect, who has the Ninth Heaven of the immortal realm, he can leave. He is not weaker than them.
"Really? Even if you had such accomplishments, what can you do? You''ve been running for several days, and I know very well that in the Ziyun sect, your body has experienced a lot of battles, and you''ve been injured or even haven''t recovered. If you add many days of war, how much do you think you can play your strength now?"
Iron sword retorted with a loud sneer.
"Enough to kill you!"
With a violent drink, they only felt a flower in front of them, and suddenly the residual shadows flickered. In the wild dance of dragons and snakes, 100000 dragon and snake steps suddenly began to burst out.
If you are an ordinary person, after such a long time of killing, the real Qi in your body has almost dried up, but ye Vatican is different. With the continuous flow of life Qi of Qingmu emperor tree as a supplement, you can completely recover to the same extent.
"Die..."
"Bold!"
Feeling the whisper of death in his ear, the iron sword maniac''s heart couldn''t help trembling, and his mouth couldn''t help roaring.
The iron sword in his hand rolled up countless black shadows to protect his body.
"Fist printing the sky - ten divine patterns!!"
With 30 times of power, ye Fantian''s fist seemed to be an invincible divine object. In the thick air flow, the golden awn twinkled. The iron sword maniac only felt a flower in front of his eyes and suddenly cooled his chest.
There, a huge crack had appeared, and then in a burst of severe pain, the iron sword maniac fell to the ground unbelievably.
It''s just a blink of an eye.
The tearing ability of Jin Zhixuan crystal completely tore the iron sword crazy body. The other party was not as good as the hundred saints. Now he underestimated Ye Fantian''s strength again. It''s only a matter of time
Hiss, hiss
Another light flickered, and then a three meter long chair emerged in mid air. Next to the chair, four people in a row were struggling to lift the stone carved chair.
Bang!!
In landing, the ground trembled slightly.
In the flicker of the four figures, on the animal shaped stone chair, an old man with white hair slowly opened his eyes.
"It''s Qi Tian old monster!!?"
A man exclaimed loudly.
Hiss
A black awn flashed on the man, and the other person''s body seemed to have been devastated by some kind of terrible destruction. It unexpectedly softened strangely. Then the whole person had completely formed a pool of meat mud, and in the meat mud, a light quickly flew back to the old man with white beard.
"Old monster!
He thinks he is an old God of Qi Tian and likes to use poison skills. Because he is vicious and cruel, he is secretly called an old monster of Qi Tian. However, even his friends will be killed by him if he knows that he calls him so.
Looking at the poor guy who formed a pile of meat mud, they couldn''t help but step back a few steps.
Even the gentleman''s hand and angry flame Tiens are no exception. It is simply that the four people carrying the stone chair have the strength to kill them, not to mention the Qi Tian old monster himself.
"Are you the devil killer? You''re really young."
Qi Tian old monster said faintly, his fingers touched the stone chair slightly, and a pair of green eyes burst out a feminine light.
"Hand over your treasure and spare you from death!"
While talking, a terrible threat suddenly shrouded tens of thousands of meters around