Gao Wu: Starting from killing chickens and conquering the stars

"Star Dou Cloud Breaking Fist!" Ye

Ran looked indifferent, and a punch blasted out, and the blue fist mark covering the thick cloud qi suddenly ran through the air.

The huge fist mark of nearly two meters was extremely fast, like a blue meteor, flashing in the air.

In an instant, he appeared in front of the bearded man.

The bearded man was so frightened that he slashed down with all his might, and the blood-colored knife slashed out.

At the same time, a thick black mist appeared on his body, forming a black shield.

Ye Ran's heart moved slightly, there was so much black mist on this guy's body, covering most of his body.

Boom!

The sword was crushed in an instant, and the blue fist mark slammed into the shield formed by the black mist, and a violent explosion sounded.

The bearded man vomited blood on the spot, and his body flew upside down.

As soon as he landed, he fled in a hurry without looking back.

At the same time, my heart was full of horror.

20,000 combat power, damn it, what is the way this kid came from, he has such terrifying combat power.

"Huh?"

Ye Ran was shocked, but he didn't expect to be resisted.

The black mist shield seemed to be a new method of controlling the black mist, and through its own explosive characteristics, it actually counteracted the Star Dou Cloud Breaking Fist.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he threw another punch.

This time, the black mist on the Luo Saihu man's body was scarce and could not form a black shield, so he was directly blasted away by a punch and hit the wood.

Covered in blood, it staggered to its feet, fell to the ground, and could not stand up.

Ye Ran walked over and picked up the Martial Venerable Key and the Black Demon Seed on the ground.

After playing with the two things, he looked at the black devil seed in his hand, and asked curiously, "What kind of means did you use to have that black shield just now?"

"You let me go, I'm ...... I'll just say. The

bearded man's face turned pale, his voice was weak, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

Ye Ran pursed his lips, "Don't say it, I'll do my own research."

His palm suddenly exerted force, directly shattering the bearded man's head, and after searching his spatial ring, black mist gushed out from his hand.

This time, the black mist appeared to be extremely active, and it couldn't wait to cover the corpse of the bearded man.

In a moment, it came back to him.

Ye Ran looked at his body, wrapped his two arms, the dark and thick mist, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

It has grown a lot, it used to be barely even an arm, but now it has grown so much directly.

It stands to reason that he usually kills martial arts beasts, and the growth is not so much, is it because he kills people to get more?

Or ......

Ye Ran glanced at the bearded corpse on the ground, and his heart moved slightly.

Or is it because this guy also has black mist?

Although the condensed black shield consumed a lot, the rest was devoured by him, which also explains why his black mist suddenly grew so much.

"This thing is getting weirder and weirder.

Ye Ran looked at the black mist in his hand, if it weren't for this black mist, it was really easy to use, he really didn't want to touch it more.

He threw out a cloud of devouring golden yang flames and devoured the corpses on the ground.

He walked over to the River and prepared to search his body.

At this time, Zhou Yihe's palms trembled and raised crookedly, and his voice was difficult: "Please...... Please spare my nephew. "

Not dead?" Ye

Ran was a little surprised, walked closer, and gasped.

Zhou Yihe's chest has been blown up, his bones are white, his internal organs are broken, and if he were a normal person, he would have died a long time ago.

But the other party relied on perseverance to hold on to his last breath.

At this time, he was lying on the ground, his bloodshot eyes widening, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and prayed weakly.

"Please, let ...... Spare my nephew. "

Your nephew?"

Ye Ran glanced around, and then realized that there were still two breaths in the nearby tree hole.

He looked at the tragic situation of Zhou Yihe, was silent for a moment, and nodded slightly.

After receiving the answer, the light in Zhou Yihe's eyes dimmed, his head tilted, and he completely lost his breath.

Ye Ran sighed lightly, this person is also worthy of respect.

He stood up, and instead of devouring the corpse with the black mist, he simply searched its spatial ring and walked towards the tree hole.

Boom!

He slashed the entrance to the tree hole with a knife, and said in a low voice, "You are safe, go east." With that

, he turned and left.

And inside the tree hole, two frightened cries rang out.

"Don't kill me, just kill my third uncle, the treasure of the Black Demon Grandmaster is on him, it's not here, don't kill me." "

Woo, it's nothing to do with me, it's none of my business......"

Ye Ran stopped, turned around and walked into the tree hole.

In the hollow of the tree, two young people, a man and a woman, huddled in the corner, trembling non-stop.

"Kill your third uncle, don't kill you.

Ye Ran squinted his eyes, "Your third uncle has knowledge, and when I hear your words, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful."

"Please don't kill me, I'm just saying, I didn't think about robbing you, don't do it......"

The young man sobbed and kowtowed frantically and begged for mercy.

The other woman also cried, "It has nothing to do with me, I just instigated a few sentences, who knew that Zhou Chuan, a bastard, actually said that he wanted to rob you."

When Ye Ran heard this, he was stunned.

Then he shook his head slightly, "I'll just say that Zhou Yihe looks cautious, not like the kind of person who will act rashly."

"Even if he really has the heart to snatch the Wuzun key back, how can he do his best? It turned out that he was forced to do it and planted it in the hands of your own nephew. Hearing

his voice, the young man realized that it was not a beard.

But soon, he saw the blood on Ye Ran's body and the long knife with a beard in his hand, and fear appeared on his face.

Ye Ran walked over slowly.

Seeing him approaching with a knife, the young man couldn't bear it anymore, and locked the woman's throat, his face hideous.

"Don't come here, come here again and kill her!"

Ye Ran raised his eyebrows.

The young girl cried and scolded, "Woo, Zhou Chuan, you bastard, are you confused, what are you arresting me for?"

"Made, don't worry about it, when Lao Tzu survives, he will burn paper for you."

Zhou Chuan glared at Ye Ran fiercely and locked the young girl's throat, "You get out of here, when Lao Tzu escapes, I will leave her for you to enjoy."

Ye Ran smiled and really took a step back.

Seeing this, Zhou Chuan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, "Hurry up, how far is it...... "

Hmm

! A snow-white sword aura flashed abruptly.

A skull slipped to the ground.

Blood splashed on the young girl's face, and she froze, and then crawled like crazy.

"Thank

you, thank you......" "Thank me for what

?" Ye Ran was curious, "I saved you because I wanted to kill you with my own hands, why are you thanking me?"

The young girl's eyes widened, and she suddenly raised her head, and saw that a palm slapped down.

"In the next life, don't be cheap and encourage others.

Ye Ran's face was flat, a palm fell, and with a bang, another corpse fell to the ground.

He threw out two balls of devouring golden yangyan, burned the corpse, and turned to leave.

Outside.

Ye Ran glanced at the corpse of Zhou Yihe on the ground and shook his head slightly.

This Monday River is really unlucky.

Originally, I happened to meet the bearded man, and it was nothing, but who expected his own nephew to let go of his mouth and say that he was going to rob the other party.

This directly angered the beard and fought hard.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the nephew who owed his mouth did not die, but he died first, and the nephew he wanted to protect was also a wolf-hearted person.

He glanced at it, ready to bury the Zhou River in the ground.

In any case, with that perseverance, this person really deserves some respect.

"Bastard!" At

this moment, an old angry shout came from a distance.

The air exploded like thunder.

Ye Ran's complexion changed, this voice was the old man of the fifth-level martial artist beside Zhou Yihe!