There is a strange fluctuation in the sound, which makes people sound as if thousands of swords are singing together. The vibration is enough to completely break a martial artist''s eardrum. It''s just a little display by the other party. If the other party deliberately displays it, I''m afraid it can break people''s body at the next moment.


    With his eyes moving, ye Vatican began to pay attention to the group of people. He looked at the circle of people at will. On this group of people, he felt a terrible chill. This chill was like a fire, a cold and murderous flame.


    But when ye Vatican saw the person in front of him, his pupils dilated completely, as if they were two tiny needles.


    The person in front of him was wearing gold armor and a blood cloak behind him. Then the other person''s body was carved with countless lines. A breath of anger and power began to surge. The guy who spoke just now was undoubtedly this person.


    If it is simply so, ye Fantian will not care, but this person has a powerful Qi machine, which is like a divine sword hanging on his neck. It will appear on his head and cut off his neck at any time.


    "This guy... Is terrible. Even the prison king can''t match it..."


    Ye Fantian shouted loudly in his heart.


    This person, even if he is right, needs to spend a lot of energy, and at most, he is quite equal. Especially there are so many people around the other party. Ye Fantian knows that he can''t fight with the other party this time. Otherwise, he will not only lose advantage, but will be injured.


    "Hoo..."


    A mouthful of turbid gas slowly huff and puff down.


    "Hiss..."


    However, in this mouth of turbid Qi, it has not been completely refined, and a residual shadow has appeared behind Ye Fantian.


    A golden sword quickly came out of its scabbard. The powerful sound of the sword rolled like a huge wave, and the fluctuations made people moved.


    But the golden sword was less than three feet away from ye Fantian''s neck. In an instant, a stagnant feeling appeared in it.


    The waves turned into ripples and began to form, like the diffusion of water lines, driving the surrounding air flow to compress.


    "Hiss..."


    Ye Fantian''s space field, automatically issued, in the other party''s slightly stunned eyes, his body also "whooshed" and ran away quickly


    The force of five million dragons and snakes is launched together, and the speed is naturally beyond imagination.


    In an instant, ye Fantian was ten thousand meters away.


    But ye Fantian''s face did not ease down. He felt a kind of Qi machine still locking himself in his heart.


    That feeling is like a hungry wolf sees his prey and doesn''t die!


    "Hum..."


    After a slight cold hum in his mouth, ye Fantian looked at each other with a trace of cold on his face.


    When he missed, the other party didn''t continue to fight. Instead, he stood on the branch of a huge tree and floated with the wind. His faint eyes were obviously satisfied with Ye Fantian''s evasion this time, but in such eyes, he took a posture like an emperor examining his ministers, which naturally made Ye Fantian''s heart very unhappy.


    Seeing ye Vatican looking at himself, a faint complacency slowly bloomed on the corners of the other party''s mouth:


    "Yes, you can dodge. My move... Your strength is really good... Boy, come to my golden emperor seat and become one of me!"


    The gesture and words seemed to be how honored it was that ye Vatican dodged his blow. Generally, he was a proud person. Ye Vatican saw and experienced a lot, but like the guy in front of him, there was only such a person who could be so proud.


    Crazy enough!


    This is Ye Fantian''s only idea.


    Ye Fantian looked at each other slightly, moved his hands slowly, and said with a faint smile:


    "You''re not bad. You''re a person who can be close behind me and hasn''t died yet..."


    You are crazy, I am more crazy!


    While talking, ye Fantian''s body suddenly deceived him.


    "Boom..."


    A dragon shaped vigorous Qi suddenly twisted the huge dragon body and forced it away.


    "This boy really has some skills, but he is not a disciple of our college. Otherwise, he can do something. But now, Lord Jin Di has not used the sword of Wu Emperor in his hand, and he has not deliberately displayed his reincarnation Qigong. Obviously, he is quite confident in himself..."


    "This boy is dead. The strength of the golden emperor can be described as going against the sky, and the practice of reincarnation Qigong is going along the sky. The combination of the two has enough power to shake the heart of any strong person..."


    "I don''t know the so-called idiot..."


    "Let''s wait and see a good play..."


    The people on that side said with a sneer, but they didn''t care about ye Vatican''s appearance in words. On the contrary, they had judged Ye Vatican''s death!


    "Boom..."


    A violent vibration interrupted the discussion. Ye Fantian''s palm had been firmly pressed on the sword of the king of gold.


    "How dare he...?"


    People''s mouths couldn''t help shouting, as if ye Fantian had done something heinous.


    "Get out..."


    On Ye Fantian''s body, vigorous Qi surged and produced a great breath.


    It was like a lion devouring the soul. The long hair danced wildly, and the robe hunting sounded. In an instant, the fist intention shrouded again.


    Fist printing day!


    A vigorous fist burst out from ye Fantian.


    If we say what is the most violent and powerful move among the Bashi Longyin boxing, it must be the fist Yintian of this hand that bears the brunt.


    The fist is printed on the sky. What we pay attention to is that it produces a strong and superimposed effect with strong strength, and finally erupts again, which seems to be a volcanic effect. Even a powerful martial artist is difficult to earn the meaning of this fist.


    "Boom..."


    The terrible fist intention erupted to the extreme. At this moment, in the range of 10000 meters, everything could not help being suppressed. It was like the sun swallowing the moon and the moon swallowing the stars. The fist intention shrouded the four fields and spread all over every inch of space.


    The Dragon roars and evolves boundless pressure. Along with the trend, the vigorous Qi also evolves immediately.


    The strength of the golden emperor is stronger than that of Ye Vatican, and his realm is much higher than that of Ye Vatican. However, in front of the fist printing heaven, ye Vatican once again blessed the power of 35 divine patterns.


    The blessing of 350 times the power produced unimaginable amazing power.


    "Boom..."


    "Peng..."


    The golden emperor''s face finally changed. He even felt a sense of crisis. His face was gloomy and completely angry.


    "Get out of here!"


    The palm of the golden emperor waved and controlled the sword of the Wu Emperor. The long sword was vertical and horizontal. Although it did not come out of the scabbard, a terrible sword spirit and sword intention turned into essence. It was completely integrated with Ye Fantian''s boxing intention and boxing gang.


    "Boom..."


    The energy between the two had a perfect collision, as if two meteorites were surging each other, making all life within tens of thousands of meters feel a breath of death, like a gust of wind


    "Pedal pedal..."


    Although the soldiers around could not see the change in expression, they were also forcibly beaten and flew thousands of kilometers away. There were many eyes, and some were endless surprise.


    "Qiang..."


    When the long sword was waved, the sword spirit lingered around him, and the fog and dust were completely blown away.


    Everything in front of me began to become clear quickly.


    Ye Fantian and the golden emperor are opposite to each other!


    "Yes, yes, originally I thought you were just a lucky little man, but now it seems that although your strength is only the cultivation of the seventh heaven of Mahayana bone refining realm, you can fight against the martial arts cultivation of the peak of Mahayana God''s communication and even the primary cultivation of Mahayana immortal realm. You really look forward to your growth more and more..."


    The golden emperor said slowly with an expression of ''I appreciate you''.


    But in this pair of eyes, some are not appreciation, but a killing of eating fruit.


    "Originally, the emperor intended to use you for his own use, but I didn''t expect that you were so powerful. Your strength has forced me to kill you. Your eyes told me that you are a strong man who is unwilling to surrender to me. Such a man often dies early, such as you!!"


    Ye Fantian smiled faintly:


    "Really? Your tone is not small, but I don''t know if your strength is as strong as your tone..."


    Ye Fantian''s heart was secretly on guard and his mouth sneered.


    He just touched the other party''s Wuhuang sword, a huge sword idea made him feel a crisis.


    "This long sword is not simple..."


    Ye Fantian''s heart moved slightly!


    "It''s a rare honor for you to die in front of my Wuhuang sword... Wuhuang sword, reincarnation cut!"


    In the faint words, the palm of the golden emperor was filled with a terrible energy.


    "Hiss..."


    Space is torn apart, and countless images appear in front of Ye Fantian.


    Sword spirit, sword body, sword spirit and sword meaning... All of them have been integrated and condensed together to form the most powerful move


    "No... get away!"


    The voice of original sin appeared at this time