Destined Martial Lord

"Say, what are you playing at!" If you don't take advantage of the time it takes to activate your soul skills to take a gamble, then everything's over! "

Chu Jiang spat out a mouthful of blood and powerlessly fell to the ground. Now, it was truly over.

"Hehe, don't judge me with your eyes. I don't even need to rely on the Golden Bell's soul skill to kill him. "

Ye Fan looked at Chu Jiang and lightly smiled.

"Good, good, good …" I want to see how you'll kill him! "

Chu Jiang's face flushed red once again, and a mouthful of fresh blood was forced down by him. If this continued, he felt that he would definitely be angered to death by Ye Fan.

He was just a seventh level Soul Formation cultivator, how could he have such confidence now that his innate soul skill had disappeared?

"Good boy, you are arrogant enough, I like it!" However, I am not interested in you at all, so I will still kill you! "

Ma Xiao Yun coldly smiled and took a step forward. His fist was glowing with a golden light and a surging aura of energy was released, creating a violent storm around him!

Rumble …

An intense sonic boom sounded out in the air. A powerful energy turned into a blazing golden sun that bombarded towards Ye Fan!

The power of this fist strike was much stronger than the one he used to defeat Huo Honglie. If it was an ordinary seventh level Soul Formation cultivator, they would have been smashed to smithereens by this fist strike!

"It's over, I didn't expect that it wasn't Ma Xiao Yun's full strength!"

Huo Honglie was well aware of how strong Ma Xiaoyun's punch was. At this moment, he closed his eyes in despair.

"My life …" "Time to rest …"

Old Master Liu also fell to the ground. He felt that the entire world was about to collapse, and his last hope had been dashed.

"Sigh …" "He really is a waste who only knows how to eat and drink. He doesn't even know this much …"

Chu Jiang also let out a soft sigh. Ye Fan had lost his Golden Bell Soul Skill, so what else could he use to contend against Ma Xiao Yun?

"Is this your strongest state? "It's nothing more than that!"

Only Ye Fan still appeared as light as a cloud. Facing Ma Xiao Yun's mighty fist strength, he raised the Thunderclap Sword in his hand and chopped out. A sword light flashed like a bolt of lightning, slashing through the sky!

BOOM!

The sword qi melted and the sun shattered. An intense energy storm swept across the surroundings like a hurricane, causing many of the weaker bandits to be forced to retreat. They had to use their shields of light to barely stand firm on their feet.

Both Huo Honglie and Chu Jiang were severely injured and could not withstand the impact of the storm at all. They both tumbled out miserably.

In the center of the energy storm, there were only two figures that were completely unaffected. They were Ye Fan and Ma Xiao Yun.

"This... Is this the strength of an ordinary outer court disciple of the Profound Heaven Sect? Hehe … "I truly am laughable …"

His entire body was covered in dust, making him look like a clay figure. However, he seemed to be completely unaware of this, and his face was filled with shock as he looked at Ye Fan standing in front of Ma Xiao Yun.

"The seventh level of the Soul Formation stage, is it really only the seventh level of the Soul Formation stage …?" To think that it would be on par with Ma Xiao Yun! "

Chu Jiang spat out another mouthful of blood, bringing with him a few pieces of soil that were stained with blood. His gaze towards Ye Fan had completely changed. It was a reverence towards a true expert.

"Grandmaster Ye Fan is truly amazing. As expected of a cultivator from the Mysterious Heaven Sect. The Liu Clan is saved …"

Old Master Liu's lifeless eyes once again regained their liveliness, and tears began to fall from his old eyes from excitement.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to still have some ability, but next time you won't be so lucky, I won't show any mercy!"

Ma Xiao Yun was also slightly surprised. He never thought that his full strength attack would be easily blocked by this ordinary looking youth.

"You'd better go all out, don't waste time to regret it!"

Ye Fan's face darkened as he coldly said this.

"Die!" Golden Flood Dragon Great Solar Fist! "

Ma Xiao Yun shouted angrily as a golden light shone from his body. The image of a Flood Dragon rose up, pushing his aura to a new peak!

As he waved his fists, a golden flood dragon surged towards Ye Fan to tear him apart!

"Thunderclap Sword Qi!"

The Thunderclap Sword in Ye Fan's hand let out a clanging sound, and six silver-white sword auras that flickered with lightning appeared around him. The tip of the sword was like six streaks of light as it shot towards the golden Flood Dragon.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The six sword energies were like six sharp swords that twisted the golden Flood Dragon into pieces. Violent golden energy instantly exploded in the air, causing a blazing storm!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Three sword energies passed through Ma Xiaoyun's body, slicing him into four pieces!

"Old... Boss … "Dead …"

"How is this possible …"

With the death of Ma Xiao Yun, the rest of the bandits could not help but retreat in shock.

"The heavens have blessed our Liu family, the heavens have blessed our Black Wind Town …"

Seeing Ye Fan kill Ma Xiao Yun, the Old Master Liu couldn't help but shout out in excitement.

"As expected, disciples of the Mysterious Sky Sect can't be judged by common sense."

Huo Honglie couldn't help but silently nod his head.

At this moment, Chu Jiang lowered his head in shame. He didn't expect that the young man he looked down upon would be the one who saved all of their lives.

"What's there to be afraid of? There's so many of us, and he's the only one left. Even if we waste energy, we'll kill him!"

A bald man walked out from the group of bandits and shouted coldly.