Great Heaven Sovereign

"Alas, Tianxing still underestimates the enemy. Now it's my turn to avenge my brother. Amitabha!"

At the same time, the powers of Tianshen palace were shocked and there was no action for the time being. It's not that they are willing to watch Tianxing end in vain.

It's because he was too shocked and didn't respond. In addition, since Tianxing was killed, no one except the leader of the heavenly god palace has the possibility of fighting alone with Yang Fan.

It's still a little unreasonable to let the Lord of the heavenly god palace do it.

As a result, the monk of futu temple came out. The monk looked very young, but he called himself an old man at the age of 17 or 18 or 15 or 16.

It's strange to call Tianxing a brother instead of a benefactor.

It's not unusual that futu Temple calls itself a temple. It didn't come from a temple at all when it was far away.

Suddenly, such a temple appeared because its status was similar to that of the gods and Taoist temples, but it didn't seem to have its own uniqueness. It simply took the route of monks and Buddhists.

It has to be said that the transformation of futu temple has been quite successful.

In the early years, it was similar to the resources of Tianshen palace and daoshen palace, but its reputation was inferior.

Since the renovation, there has been an immediate confrontation among the top three.

Changing the name sometimes has some unexpected effects.

"I know my heart." That year, the young monk arrived in front of Yang Fan.

"Hum, Tianxing is not my opponent. Will you die too?" Yang Fan was puzzled in his eyes, but he really wanted it.

This wise monk only looks at his combat power and is definitely not above heaven.

If he pretends to be such a force, he will really come up to deliver vegetables.

"Benefactor, I misunderstood. The first disciple of futu Temple always does things at the same time. He doesn't talk about fighting rules like practitioners." Clear heart light way.

In an instant, there were seven or eight young monks standing behind him.

These are the first disciples of the master of futu temple.

"NIMA!" Yang Fan was so angry that he vomited blood. He really didn't expect the monk to be so shameless.

Of course, he didn't want to encourage more monks to come out and compete with him. He just said casually not to appear too counselled. As a result, looking at the situation, he didn't care what he said.

This group of monks will do it at the same time.

"Yang Fan, why should you be afraid? The disciples just want to spend it on you. Listen to the advice of the temple master. The sea of suffering is endless. If you submit to the temple, the two palace masters must give the poor monk a face and don't care too much about you." The Lord of futu Temple showed a strange smile on his face.

He spoke, too.

"If you can't win." Yang Fan scolded.

"You don't really want to be a monk, do you?" Cold smoke Fei speechless way.

"You want to be a nun!" Yunyi is still cold.

Boom!

He swings his long gun, and a golden dragon rises above the long inspection. The Golden Dragon hovers around the long gun, which is his strongest fighting spirit.

The eight monks dispersed in an instant. They stood in all directions and locked Yunyi in the middle.

The eight directions are the eight golden locks, which are Jing, Xiu, Shang, Du and Jing. The eight character rise to heaven in Yang Fan's first class, but another eight trigrams are generated.

The scene was a little funny, just because the monks offered gossip, but for Yunfan, it didn't seem funny at all.

Just because he should have felt strong pressure.

"Don't hurt my disciple. We must surrender to him!" The master of futu temple in the distance said proudly.

"Old monk, are you sure you want to accept him?" The Lord of the heavenly god palace still showed anger in his eyes.

Even though he was embarrassed to do it, his "did he break through the soul chasing realm?"

"Does he have the meaning of the talisman array equivalent to chasing souls?"

The supreme power of the divine land was shocked, and those practitioners under the supreme power couldn't suppress their excitement. They cried out directly.

"Damn, how did this guy do it?" The leader of futu temple has no bearing of a Taoist monk. Now he is no different from the bandit Xiaomin.

Boom!

His Buddha light burst and he left his position immediately.

And all the KASA on his body flew out, revealing an extremely strong body. There were even countless knife scars on the master of the futu temple.

I don't know what the predecessor of this goods is.

"Get out of the way, I'll kill him myself!"

In his fury, the master of futu Temple stretched out his hand and bombarded him. He left with a punch. All the disciples and monks had flown out, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The words of futu temple have fallen to Yuntai.

Then there were practitioners in front of him.

"The master of the temple is enlightened. Why should an eminent monk have common knowledge with such a person? Let me solve him later."

The three disciples of the Taoist temple appeared in front of him, namely Qingfeng, Mingyue and Minghui.

Three people, two men and one woman, Minghui is a woman.

The three people disdained to see the temple before, and now they all disdain to see it.

"Go away, I'm a family robber. Can you tell me this?" The leader of futu temple was furious and scolded. He immediately stretched out his hand and pushed the three holy palaces to pass it on.

Boom!

Qingfeng's vigorous mind burst, and a long sword appeared in the air. It seemed that the long sword was about to be cut off immediately.

And Qingfeng cut in place, his hands into his arms and didn't move at all.

Thousands of practitioners looked at the sky, and the sun and moon hung together with a sword.

It makes people feel that the sword is also juxtaposed with the sun and the moon.

"Chasing the source!"

Thousands of practitioners all exclaimed, even if they did not reach their territory, they should be able to judge that the territory of chasing the source was the same as that of two palace masters and one temple master.

Who can imagine that the pro disciple can break through.

A pro disciple is always a pro disciple, and his strength is limited.

"This..." the master of the futu temple was also shocked, "when did you break through?" He can't say anything more.

Qingfeng is so calm in front of him. If he wants to rob business, what will happen is actually very predictable.

"Those who disdain have broken through the source territory for more than 100 years, and all three have broken through. In fact, it's not worth mentioning." The Taoist temple master showed a proud expression on his face.

Pretending to force this kind of thing, no matter what the strong and the weak like it very much, especially pretending to force it.

"What?"

Before and after the cloud building, there was nothing more than another exclamation.

The meaning of the three pursuit environments can be imagined.

Originally, two palaces and one temple were juxtaposed. Obviously, from today on, Tianshen palace and futu temple can no longer match.

"If you don't invite the temple master back, how can you let the elders do it?" The Lord of the Taoist temple is proud of his way.

"No, please!" The Lord of futu Temple blushed, but there was nothing he could do.

Let the disciples forcibly rob him, that is, slapping him in the face, but his skills are not as good as others, and the gap is too big, so he can only step back.

The master of futu Temple retreated to his throne Yuntai, and the old monk was ruthless.

When the eight Pro monks were slightly unhappy, he slapped them in the face, killing and injuring them.

Well, the futu temple will only be less competitive before the Taoist temple.

Then Qingfeng, Mingyue and Minghui turned to Yang Fan.

Minghui and Mingyue hold their swords, while the breeze is against Yang Fan alone.

"Boy, you're a little tricky. You can break out of the array, but since you have a little brain, you should know that it's useless for you to break ten arrays in front of me." Qingfeng sneered.

Even if Yang Fan could break ten more formations, he would not be an opponent to pursue the source territory.

In the age of the realm of practice, facing the absolute advantage, stacking people will not be effective.

Yang Fan laughed, "if you don't know how I broke the formation, you three will give heads later. If I were you, back up!"

The breeze is still cold. Hum, he has a sword in his hand.

"Be careful." Minghui reminds him behind him.

"He should be careful!" The breeze came out of the clouds.

He flicked the tip of the sword. There was a buzzing force on the tip of the sword, the space trembled, and the air around him immediately burned.

Yang Fan still has a long gun in his hand, leaving only contempt in his eyes.

"Fall!"

A little breeze, the sword star has gone towards Yang Fan, and its speed is definitely beyond words.

The sword star is not fast or slow. It doesn't seem that Yang fan can't avoid it. However, when the sword star is close to Yang Fan, a more terrible scene appears.

A little sword star turns into ten million points, and the breeze that pops up as if the sword star doesn't move disappears in an instant.

He appeared behind the ten thousand sword star with the sword in his hand.

Before that is Yang Fan.

The current scene is not whether Yang fan can hide or not, but that he can hide beyond the first day of junior high school.

You can hide for fifteen, but you can't hide for twenty.

Qingfeng's move is so amazing. Even if he just tries the ox knife, Yang fan can't hide three moves.

Brush!

Thousands of practitioners were on the cloud tower of Yuntai, thinking that Yang Fan was about to be cut off under his horse.

A more bizarre scene appeared again.

The breeze ended in an instant. The sword star broke through the sky. He didn't know where he went, but he was only suspicious in his own eyes.

Just because Yang Fan has disappeared.

"This......" wait a second, he exclaimed.

A long gun had passed through his mind and disappeared in an instant.

And the spiritual power in his body immediately scattered in the sky.

It's definitely not that the breeze is too weak, but that this shot comes out of nowhere.

There is no way to guard against the breeze.

For example, an eight foot man will never be afraid of a three-year-old child or a three-year-old child with a knife, but if he falls asleep or faces his back, it's not a problem to be afraid of.

But he didn't have the chance to be afraid.

"He has the magic weapon of invisibility!"

In an instant, thousands of practitioners finally responded.

Although the stealth method is rare, it is not unprecedented.

However, any invisible magic talisman can only cover up the body shape and scene, but it is impossible to cover up the breath.

On a higher level, even if they can hide their breath, they can't hide their breath in front of more powerful practitioners.

After all, there are alchemists in every magic weapon. It's a little funny if the alchemists can't control their attributes.

At present, no matter how strong Yang Fan is, no matter how strong his Lingbao is, it is impossible to exceed the knowledge of the Lord of two palaces and one temple, but it is obvious that they still can't feel any breath of Yang Fan.

"What's going on?" Minghui was shocked and exclaimed.

As soon as the voice fell, the matchless long gun appeared again.

He also punched the female Taoist priest.

"What a pity!"

The female Taoist showed extreme depression in her eyes, but it was too late to regret.