Great Heaven Sovereign

Long street, ancient road, blood stained Qingtai.

It is more terrible than the long street Yang Fan came before.

However, the difference is that all the blood this time is the blood of Qingyang clan.

"I... I said, can you spare my life?" Said the disciple of Qingyang sect.

"OK." Yang Fan said.

The man looked happy and hurriedly said:

"In Tianyang City, we didn't get anything cheap. We didn't expect that the leader of Yangcheng city had three innate accomplishments, but had a set of advanced martial arts skills. Even the six and seven innate people could fight. Originally, he was exhausted. We were about to kill him, but his son suddenly appeared." The disciple of Qingyang sect said, and there was a deep fear in his eyes.

It seems that I have experienced something very terrible.

"Zhao Wu?" Yang Fan's heart moved.

This surprised him a little.

However, the heart is also relaxed. Now that Zhao Wu is back, he has nothing to worry about.

"Can I... Go now?" The disciple of Qingyang sect asked.

Yang Fan nodded.

If the man was granted amnesty, he turned and left without hesitation.

But at this time, Yang Fan's heart looked at the chalk on the gate of the palace.

Chalk looked up, narrowed his eyes, and finally raised his front paw.

Boom!

The Qingyang sect disciple's body broke instantly and turned into a blood mist without leaving a bone.

Yang Fansha took a deep look.

"The means of chalk, although some cruel, is very practical." Yang Fan thought in his heart that he had made up his mind. If you have a chance, make sure to get some benefits from the chalk.

But for the time being, this is not the time to think about it.

In Yang Fan's heart, resentment has not disappeared. Only such people can hardly dispel Yang Fan's hatred.

"There's still a quarter of an hour left. If no one from Qingyang sect comes, you can die."

Yang Fan said coldly.

This was naturally said to Murong sisters.

So far, all the people involved in this turmoil have been killed by Yang Fan's strong means.

Even if they were slightly Murong, they didn't intend to let go.

But it's too easy to let them die like this.

What Yang Fan wants to do, as he said, is to let them die in endless despair.

Murong slight and Murong gentle were already panicked in their hearts.

They never thought that there would be such a day.

"Yang Fan, why? Why can you turn over? You are a dog. You were a dog beside me. Why are you so high?" Murong gently couldn't help but scold.

The stronger Yang Fan is, the stronger her strength is, and the more regretful she is.

Yang Fan's mind turned and his killing intention suddenly rose:

"What? Become angry from shame? Feel blind?" Yang Fan sneered.

He could understand what Murong was thinking. A proud daughter of heaven, a lady of noble family in Xuanling City, is outstanding in appearance. She will be honored as a goddess wherever she goes.

Therefore, in such an environment, she has long had her eyes above the top.

It is precisely because of this that the person who had been trampled under her feet is now high above her, reaching a situation in which she can only look up or even beg to live, which directly collapses all her pride in her heart.

"I'm blind. I should have killed you if I knew so." Murong said softly and ruthlessly.

"Gentle!" Murong gave a slight drink to stop Murong from speaking softly.

"Are you begging for death? But don't worry. No matter who comes today, your destiny is doomed, and all I want to do is to make you completely despair. Now, you still have time for a cup of tea." Yang Fan said.

In a word, it directly counted down their lives.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a long roar cut through the sky, and then a black spot approached slowly.

"Master, it's master. Master is coming." Murong's face was soft and happy, but soon it became extremely Yin and ruthless.

Murong's face was relaxed.

"Mole ants hurt my disciples. I think you're tired of living!" A roar fell.

Yang Fan looked up slightly.

In his heart, an old man with a dark face and a black robe appeared in his eyes.

"In the later stage of Rendan? Finally there is someone who can see it." Yang Fan said faintly.

However, this sentence was not heard at all.

At this moment, they have been awed by the old man of Rendan realm, and their eyes are humble.

"Master, you have to decide for the disciple. This dog not only killed the disciple's father, but also killed dozens of senior brothers and junior brothers of Qingyang sect. It's a devil. If the master comes a little late, I'm afraid the disciple will die under his evil hand. Sobbing..." Murong cried softly in an instant, with pear blossoms and rain.

"Yes, master, this man is too arrogant and ruthless. He doesn't pay attention to our Qingyang sect at all. He even... Threatened to kill you and let us be her women." Murong looked slightly wronged.

Yang Fan was stunned.

Endless cold in my heart.

At this moment, his heart has also understood. The man behind Murong slight and Murong gentle is the old man.

"Presumptuous! A mole ant is so bold that even my Qingyang sect doesn't care." The old man was instantly furious and swept down like a mountain.

Yang Fan's face remained unchanged.

Invincible will breeds in the heart in an instant.

He now knows that the sea is forbidden, but this martial will is his own power. So at the moment, it can still be used.

"Hmm? Can you stop the divine power of my Kuteng ancestor? No wonder you dare to be so arrogant." Kuteng's eyes were cold, and the killing became more intense.

Yang Fan disagreed and sneered:

"Kuteng? I think you should be called Changqing. You're old, but you can't control your belt. How dare you call such a person Xianmen? Today, you've seen a lot!" Yang Fan sneered.

All this can't hide from his heart. The opponent's whole body is full of the power of Mu Wu soul. Combined with the previous perception on Murong's gentle body, the answer has become clear.

As Yang Fan's voice fell, Kuteng's face suddenly changed, which was even more embarrassing.

"Presumptuous! Is the name of your ancestors something you can humiliate? Bring me life!"

"Huaguzhang!"

Kuteng's father shot directly and slapped it down.

Yang Fan's heart was frozen.

Dare not underestimate.

After all, this is the late existence of a statue of human Dan. It is impossible to compare with those before. So in the face of this slap, he didn't bear it passively, but took the initiative to punch.

Vulcan punch.

This punch, Yang Fan has used all his strength. Making the fist shadow, has begun to flicker fire. It seems that even without the power of fire, he can still burst out the power of the God of fire.

Boom!

A fist and a palm collided in the void.

Yang Fan's steps suddenly retreated a few steps, while Kuteng's ancestor was even more unbearable and directly retreated dozens of feet.

"What? How is that possible!" Kuteng's face changed greatly.

I don't believe it at all. Yang Fan stopped his attack only by his physical strength, and suppressed his strength faintly.

"Nothing is impossible. The heaven pill realm is in my hands, and it is not a place of unity. As for human pill... I kill it like a dog." Yang Fan must have a certain figure and said faintly.