"You... Who the hell are you?!"


    At this time, the sword Saint definitely didn''t have the proud attitude just now. At this time, he had already lost his original spirit, the sharp edge and spirit like a divine sword.


    The long hair became messy, the eyes were timid, and the body was shaking.


    The whole hall was silent at this time. In fact, everyone was suppressed by Ye Fantian''s terrible momentum. Such a powerful momentum was too terrible, terrible to the limit.


    The gray mist began to spread out from the Kunlun hall, extended and moved, and then rolled up traces.


    There was an endless stream of crackling sounds.


    The face of the dragon king sword saint was pale, even with an unbelievable look.


    The long white hair danced slowly, the strange scarlet was flashing, and the light in the huff and puff was shuttling through the void like a sword.


    Ye Fantian!


    Like a saint walking through the ages, stand proudly in it.


    Between heaven and earth, countless divine patterns flickered and moved in the blessing, constantly flickering and rubbing on Ye Vatican''s body, and then evolved into the most magical fluctuation.


    These fluctuations, these divine patterns, have endless mysteries. Even the most powerful martial arts practitioners can''t understand the truth from them. Their strength is not enough to understand this, but they can still feel how terrible the energy and terrible destructive power condensed on the divine patterns and fluctuations are!


    "Click..."


    Ye Fantian directly broke off one arm of the sword saint with one foot. With a faint chill on his face, he slowly said:


    "I ask, you answer, don''t need too much nonsense!"


    The sword saint''s body was violently twisted, and his skin was trembling, sharp pain, unspeakable pain.


    The swordsman has not experienced the terrible pain for a long time since he got the inheritance of Kendo in ancient times.


    But now, he felt it again, and it was so clear, so terrible, so shocking.


    Who is Ye Fantian?


    What kind of power is this?


    What kind of prestige is this? Standing there with the power of one person, the momentum is like a king in the world. Even people like the demon Dragon Emperor, the Lord of Kunlun and the old monster in the sky kneel on the ground without moving at all.


    This is a living God!


    Zhang Shulong''s heart was shaking violently. His heart was pleasantly surprised. He met people like Ye Fantian, which was the most wonderful thing he had done in his life.


    At least, ye Fantian has a good attitude towards him.


    "That... That woman..."


    A woman suddenly appeared in the sword saint''s heart, but soon his face showed a surprised look:


    "Yes, that woman, I know this woman, senior, let me go. Let me go. This is a misunderstanding. It''s a big misunderstanding. We just see that this woman has some spirituality. I''m going to train this woman as my own disciple. Senior, this is a big misunderstanding!"


    At this time, the sword saint was called a regret. When the early leaf Brahma did not kill the sword king, although it was no different between abolishing the sword king and killing him, why did he provoke him?


    What is a sword king? Compared with Ye Fantian in front of him, even if the other party killed the sword king in front of him, he should applaud.


    Thinking that he should fight against such a Bian state in front of him for a worthless disciple, the remorse in his heart began to burst out uncontrollably.


    "Powerful gods, only those ancient inheritors with ancient and terrible blood can have such terrible power. This person should be that kind of person."


    The corners of the demon Dragon Emperor''s mouth twitched fiercely.


    At this time, he didn''t have the domineering spirit just now.


    The so-called overbearing and overbearing, at least on the basis of their own strength, is like an ant. Even if the other party is strong and terrible, it''s a fart to fight against the lion!


    "Yes, only in that legend, the powerful creatures existing in the ancient period will have such hegemonic power!"


    The old monster in the sky nodded deeply.


    "Such a powerful person should still exist. It''s really rare. It seems that there is really no crisis in China this time."


    Although the Lord of Kunlun was kneeling on the ground, there was no resentment at this time. On the contrary, his face showed a look of sincere admiration.


    The strong, in all things, in many dimensional star domains, everything follows a principle, and the strong is respected. Therefore, for ye Fantian at this time, their only feeling is excitement, but they don''t have the slightest anger, or they don''t have the ability to be angry.


    "What about the girl?"


    Ye Fantian asked again.


    "Master... Master, don''t be angry. That girl is still fine now. I didn''t do anything. I just wanted to take her as a disciple!"


    The sword Saint shouted.


    But ye Fantian''s eyes were cold and sneered and shouted:


    "Accept as a disciple? That''s not what your disciple jianwangzun said. He said that my friend was liked by another disciple of yours and wanted to use it as a tripod furnace... You are so brave!"


    Ye Fantian''s voice was cold and murderous. At this time, even if he didn''t need to show the slightest power, he was enough to make the sword Saint scared.


    "No, no, no, senior, don''t believe the words of the sword king. I don''t think much of this guy. He''s stupid and doesn''t say anything, and he naturally likes to lie. The woman''s qualification is rare. Even I can''t compare it, so I absolutely don''t dare to think about it. Please give me a lesson!"


    At this time, the sword saint''s heart is called regret. If he can, he really wants to abolish the sword King now. No, kill it directly.


    At the beginning, he didn''t care too much for the sake that the sword King Zun had been abolished, but he didn''t expect that this guy had caused so much trouble for himself.


    "Come on, come on... Damn Wang Shi, get over here quickly!"


    The voice of the swordsman was instantly transmitted.


    Obviously, the swordsman was already calling his disciples.


    "Boom..."


    At this time, a voice breaking through the air moved in response to the voice, and quickly appeared in the void. The speed was amazing, and it was vaguely with a trace of scarlet light, and a touch of unnatural smell was surging.


    A young man with a cunning face appeared in front of the sword saint, but at this time, his robe was broken, his body was covered with terrible scars, blood flowed, and from time to time, there were many lights spreading out from his body. These lights seemed to be sword Qi, destroying his body from time to time.


    "Master, master, you want to avenge me!"


    This young man should be the leader of this time, but at this time, he obviously didn''t find anything wrong around him. When he saw the sword saint, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly.


    "Pa!"


    A golden palm print slapped Wang Shi on the cheek. Ye Fantian''s face looked at Wang Shi with a sense of obliteration.


    I don''t know why, there was a bad feeling in his heart.


    "You... Dare you hit me?"


    Wang Shi''s body fell to the ground, spewed out a mouthful of blood and roared loudly.


    "Shut up!"


    The sword saint''s face was ferocious. At this time, he really had an impulse to kill all his disciples.


    "Master...?"


    Wang Shi finally felt something wrong. Just now, he received a voice from his master and rushed out in a hurry. But now he found that the surrounding hall seemed to be quiet and strange.


    "Where is the woman you robbed?"


    Ye Fantian asked slowly.


    "Who are you? How dare you beat me? I think you''re alive and bored!"


    Although Wang Shi felt something wrong, he still roared angrily at Ye Fantian.


    "Pa!"


    Again, it was a slap in the face, but now the person who shot was not ye Fantian, but the dragon king sword saint who had always had an iron face.


    The dragon king sword Saint at this time already knows that ye Fantian is extremely powerful in front of him. If he offends Ye Fantian again at this time, don''t say he is a sword saint, even he himself will be implicated.


    At this time, he has made up his mind. In the future, he must accept some stable and obedient disciples. However, the most important thing now is to find Chu Meng''s information.


    "Shizu... Shizu!"


    Wang Shi''s voice was filled with grievances. In the past, the Dragon King swordsman loved himself very much, but he didn''t expect that he was hurt this time, but he was the most unlucky.


    "Where''s the woman you robbed?"


    The dragon king sword Saint tie Qing said slowly with a blue face. In his eyes, it was like a thousand swords piercing his heart, with a terrible killing intention:


    "If you say another word of nonsense, I will definitely chop you!"


    No joke at all.


    At this time, everyone knew that the woman was very important to Ye Vatican, and they could feel it. At this time, ye Vatican''s patience had dropped to the extreme, and there was a danger of violent walking at any time.


    "Woman? That woman? Master, that''s what I want to say. Someone broke into our Kunlun and not only hurt the disciple, but also robbed the woman..."


    Hiss


    A strong spirit tore the flesh of Wang Shi and directly crushed his head into pieces.


    Ye Fantian''s eyes narrowed and looked at the demon Dragon Emperor slowly.


    "Elder, please rest assured that we will deal with this matter."


    Are you kidding? If you offend Ye Fantian at this time, they will really die.


    "Hiss..."


    Ye Fantian didn''t speak. With an arrow step, he instantly disappeared in place, and his eyebrows moved. His goal has locked a group of people, who are thousands of miles away, and around them, a controlled woman is constantly twisting her delicate body, but there is no way to break away from the control of this group of people.


    Who else could it be if Chu Meng didn''t have that beautiful gesture?


    "Damn it..."


    After seeing this group of people, ye Fantian''s face suddenly moved and dissipated in place