Great Heaven Sovereign

Boom!

This time, Yang Fan didn't leave any hands. At this time, he also knew that he must show his posture.

Otherwise, according to the temperament of these so-called Xianmen, they will pull out Qingyang sect to threaten.

But as everyone knows, Yang Fan has long been tired of this set of words.

Under one punch, the expression on the face of the disciple of Qingyang sect condensed instantly, and blood arrows spewed out of his mouth. However, his eyes were filled with an unbelievable look, as if he had never thought of being killed by Yang Fan.

"You talk too much. I said, I just want a reason. I don't want to hear any more words. I know your origin clearly. Don't try to threaten me with zongmen. Because the people who said those words to me are dead." Yang Fan said, unspeakable indifference.

"You... Who the hell are you? Do you know who you're against? We're from Qingyang sect. We're disciples of Xianmen. Dare you attack us? Do you want to die?"

Another disciple of Qingyang sect said.

But as soon as his voice fell, people around him directly prompted:

"Younger martial brother yuan, be careful!"

"No!"

"Stop!"

Suddenly, several voices came out directly, and the person who became younger martial brother yuan had no color in his eyes at the moment. He even said that his eyes were instantly gray and became a dead man.

I saw that Yang Fan's fist had fallen on the door of his heart and broke his heart pulse.

Let him even have no chance to say one more word, and directly die and die in peace.

"The second time. I just want to know why you killed them. This time, I don't want to hear any nonsense, otherwise I'll kill you all." Yang Fan said, with an irresistible overbearing tone.

At this moment, all the faces of Qingyang sect became frightened.

It is completely different from the previous rampancy and arrogance.

Yes, they are afraid.

Yang Fan in this state made them feel the threat of death. It seems that Yang Fan now is the king of hell. One word can determine their life and death.

For a time, everyone was silent and dared not say a word more.

"Shizi... Is that you, Shizi?"

Also at this time, on the long street, the mother of the only mother and daughter suddenly said.

Speak carefully and with temptation.

Yang Fan's mind turned and fixed on this person.

He knows this man. He didn't know the other party's name, but he also knew that the other party had been a common man on the long street. Yang fan can even remember that her name is called tofu Xishi.

"Sorry, I'm late." Yang Fan's heart is sour.

A strong sense of guilt grew out of my heart again.

"Shizi, kill them, they are all demons. No, no home, nothing, the whole Xuanling city will be gone." The woman cried wildly. At this moment, it seemed as if she had found the last support on Yang Fan, crying bitterly.

There was an indescribable hatred in her voice.

Poop.

Also at this time, the little girl beside the woman knelt down directly on the ground:

"Son of God, I know you. You are the son of Xuanling king. You used to be the God of war in Xuanling city. I also saw you return triumphantly in armor. Are you here to protect us today?" The little girl's tender voice was filled with great expectation.

"Sorry." Yang Fan said again.

Heart, unspeakable grief.

"The eldest brother of Shizi, don't say you're sorry. It's them who hurt us. It's the demons. My father is dead, erhu is dead, Tian Wa is dead, Hu Bo is dead, Grandpa Zhang is dead... They're all dead. Wow..." she said, and the little girl couldn't go on, and directly burst into tears.

Yang Fan raised his right hand.

At this moment, he wanted to go over to appease the little girl. At the moment when he raised his hand, his heart was only guilty.

He is not qualified.

Because of all this, it's all because of him.

The woman heard the little girl's words and sobbed in a low voice. But it was the same, kneeling on the ground.

However, they did not worship Yang Fan. Naturally, it is impossible to be a person of Qingyang sect.

They worship this Xuanling city.

It's yesterday in the city!

It is our long cherished wish!

Unfortunately, all this is gone.

Yang Fan's face became more and more silent, and his heart was full of regret. He hates Yang Ye, but he just hates Yang Ye's ruthlessness to himself. But the Xuanling city did not owe him.

Especially the little girl's words are like a sharp blade, stabbing Yang Fan's body one by one.

Because he used to guard Xuanling city.

But now, he has become the executioner who destroyed the Xuanling city.

For a time, boundless hatred grew in Yang Fan's heart. Vaguely, even the chessboard in the sea began to beat, as if it could not suppress the anger in Yang Fan's heart.

"Heart demons? They actually breed heart demons." The chalk was stunned.

Feeling that Yang Fan's inner emotion was complex and difficult to contain, he immediately understood it in his heart.

Now Yang Fan has given birth to a heart demon.

"Boy, what are you doing? I said earlier that your physical strength is enough to sweep them. Why should you stimulate your strength?" Chalk asked.

But Yang Fan, as if unheard of, fell to his knees directly:

"I swear by Yang Fan. I will kill all the people of Qingyang sect in Xuanling city today. If I can't do it, there will be demons in my heart. If I don't destroy Qingyang sect in the future, my cultivation will never stop. I will never break through Rendan." Yang Fan roared in the sky.

The voice rushed into the sky.

The next moment, a seemingly empty Qi machine flickered directly in the void, and finally disappeared into Yang Fan's body.

No one else can see this.

But Yang Fan and chalk can see clearly.

At this moment, swear!

"I'm crazy. I'm really crazy. I dare to swear with the heart of the Tao. Moreover, I should have responded. The ethereal existence in the nine days will respond to the oath of a man's Dan realm." Chalk was furious.

Because now he is one with Yang Fan.

Only when Yang Fan's accomplishments are improved can he recover slowly.

Moreover, his current strength and Yuan Ling are imprisoned in the chessboard. Now Yang Fan's oath is tantamount to pulling him in.

It can be said that he not only can't escape, but also has to help Yang Fan.

Otherwise, once Yang Fan fails to do so and is backfired, he will also be implicated.

At this time, the people of Qingyang sect were the most shocked.

At this time, they already knew Yang Fan's identity, and when they heard Yang Fan's oath just kneeling down, their hearts suddenly looked like birds of fear.

"No, he's Yang Fan. Run away!"

"Come on, this is a madman. Let's go and tell elder martial brother and elder martial sister. Otherwise, we must be in great danger."

"Run away!"

In an instant, a figure began to go crazy towards the center of the city.

But at this time, Yang Fan also woke up, suddenly got up and walked to the little girl step by step:

"I'm sorry for you. The disaster of Xuanling city is caused by me. However, they won't die in vain. I'll let the people of Qingyang sect bury them." Yang Fan said word by word.

Firm as iron.

At the next moment, Yang Fan's figure moved slightly, and he was about to rush forward.

But at this time, I felt my clothes being grabbed:

"Big brother, take me with you. I'll watch them die!" The little girl said, with expectation and hate in her childish tone.

Yang Fan's heart was cold and endless grief exploded again because of the little girl's words.