Great Heaven Sovereign

"I once guarded Xuanling City, so I can hold it today. No matter who the other party is, I won't lose the face of Xuanling palace." Yang Fan didn't answer Yang Ye positively.

Although he doesn't hate Yang Ye, he still has resentment.

This ridge can only be passed by Yang Fan himself.

Yang Ye's expression was a meal, and he wanted to tell something, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.

"Ah!"

Yang Ye sighed and sat down directly in front of the gate. He knows that Yang Fan has gone out of his own world and doesn't have to act under his protection at all.

He even said that he had reached the point where he needed to rely on Yang Fan.

But he still didn't choose to leave. He still didn't want to see something happen to Yang Fan, and even made up his mind. Once there was any accident to Yang Fan, he would take his body as a shield and strive for a glimmer of life for Yang Fan.

But what he doesn't know is that Yang Fan's cultivation level has long exceeded his cognition. All these things that he knows may cause harm to Yang Fan, in fact, for Yang Fan, they are equivalent to nothing.

Time passed in minutes and seconds.

Yang Fan stood quietly in front of the palace with the little girl on her back.

He's waiting!

Wait for the people of Qingyang sect to come.

At this time, the little girl on his back, as if numb, lay on Yang Fan's back and watched quietly.

From beginning to end, there was not a word.

No panic, no panic, just look at it calmly.

During this period, only when Yang Fan shot to erase Yang Zheng and Murong batian, her fists were slightly clenched, as if she had revenge, and even her heart could speed up.

The more so, the more intense the killing intention in Yang Fan's heart. Because all this is not what she should bear at this age. If it weren't for the disaster of Xuanling city today, she should have laughed and played with erhu and others in her mouth. She should have had fun under the care of her parents. She should have taken a look at the prosperity of Xuanling city at the sunset

Unfortunately, all this no longer exists.

Under the cruelty of Qingyang sect, it became a bubble.

All she left was a corpse on the ground and endless grief.

With this in mind, Yang Fan couldn't help holding the little girl's hand and said:

"Don't worry, no one can hurt you as long as I am here. I will be your backer for the rest of your life." Yang Fan said heavily.

The little girl's hands trembled slightly, but she still didn't speak.

At this time, the sounds of breaking the void came out of the void.

Yang Fan raised his eyes and his closed eyes trembled slightly. But in my heart, endless murders burst out.

Qingyang sect, here we are!

The leader is no one else, it is the ancient Zhongtian.

"Who did it? How dare you kill the people of our Qingyang sect. It's really brave." In ancient times, heaven was angry and drank.

But his figure hasn't landed yet. A figure rises directly from the sky.

It's Yang Fan!

Yang Fan's body is comparable to that of the later period of Rendan. Although he can't fly in the air, he can easily jump tens of feet on the flat ground.

Gu Zhongtian's face changed greatly:

"What?"

But as soon as his voice fell, the shadow of a fist had fallen.

Boom.

Yang Fan's fist didn't hinder at all, but hit Gu Zhongtian.

His figure also directly cut through the sky and fell on the earth.

Poof!

Gu Zhongtian looked up hard at Yang Fan who fell in front of him.

He stretched out his finger to say a cruel word, but he didn't spit out a word, so he just lay down.

"Dead... Dead!"

"This... Died under one punch? Is this still the elder of Qingyang sect?"

"Why is it like this? Why is it like this?"

Shock!

Terror!

Amazing reversal!

The people in the city have a complete wave in their hearts. When they chose to stand in the position of Qingyang sect, they did not take into account the current results.

But the appearance of Yang Fan reversed everything.

Before, their arrogance of Yang Fan made them look forward to it.

They expect the experts of Qingyang sect to appear and suppress Yang Fan.

But now, the people of Qingyang sect came, but they were directly killed. It's the exact opposite of what they imagined.

"Half an hour!" Yang Fan turned around and continued to come to the door of the palace and sat down on the spot.

And he didn't know that this scene had frightened everyone. Even the Murong sisters began to hide far away.

They don't dare to escape, but they don't want to.

The air became dignified at this moment, because Yang Fan's fist exploded the ancient Middle heaven, casting a shadow on all their hearts.

Like Yang Fan now, invincible!

For a time, people were extremely depressed and spent every moment in panic.

Finally, some people can't resist psychological pressure:

"I quit, I quit, I quit Xuanling city."

A middle-aged man shouted. Under this strong psychological pressure, he completely collapsed and chose to leave.

But at the moment he wanted to turn around, a stone broke through the air and directly penetrated his forehead:

"Did I let you go?" Yang Fan's cold voice fell.

Cold and heartless, like a long sword out of its sheath, frost cold Kyushu.

This killing also directly silenced everyone in an instant, and no voice appeared again.

They're all scared.

Waiting is dead, running is dead. What could be more painful than that?

"Son of God, let us go. We are all innocent."

"Yes, Shizi, we are all forced. We just want to live well."

"If you want to kill us because of this, what's the difference between you and those people of Qingyang sect?"

For a time, countless voices appeared.

Full of despair.

Yang Fan didn't move in his heart. If he hadn't said that before, Yang Fan might give them a way to live.

"If you just want to live, I don't blame you. If you leave at the moment I appear, I won't do it. But you choose to stay. Do you want a share? Or watch my Yang Fan die miserably?

However, you are also from Xuanling city. I'll give you a way to live. Abandon your accomplishments and get out of Xuanling city. " Yang Fan said coldly.

"What? Let us abandon our accomplishments? Yang Fan, what's the difference between killing us?"

Suddenly, a voice appeared and questioned with anger.

Yang fantou:

"In that case, go to hell." Yang Fan's voice fell, and when he turned around, his figure was startled and shot out.

Boom!

Clean and neat, without the slightest hesitation.

If you don't accept it, it's death!

Being able to do this is Yang Fan's greatest tolerance. Had it not been for their betrayal, the Murong family would not have slaughtered so much. It is precisely because of their choice that the Murong family has no fear.

From this point of view, they are all accomplices.

It's the limit to spare them. Since he doesn't cherish it, Yang Fan won't show mercy.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the silent fallen body, such as the ghost gate.

They knew that if they had spoken just now, they would be dead now.

Brush.

Many figures appeared in the air, and dozens of Qingyang sect disciples also came.

Murong sisters relaxed and smiled. Just when they wanted to speak, Yang Fan's voice came to their ears:

"Come on, I'll kill as many as I come today!"