Great Heaven Sovereign

This sudden figure immediately attracted everyone's attention.

An old man with disheveled hair and shriveled arms seems to have no flesh and blood, only skin and bones.

Yang Fan also recognized this person at the first time!

That's a thousand year old monster.

The living dead thousands of years ago!

"Senior!" Yang Fan's scalp is numb and his back is cold. No one can feel the feeling in his heart at this time.

Now, even he has to re measure what Xiaobai said before. I'm really bad enough to be stared at by this kind of existence.

"Hey, boy, I finally caught you." The man's eyes were turbid, but at this time, he looked at Yang Fan with a bright light, as if he saw a delicious food.

With that, he was ready to leave with Yang Fan's figure.

In the field, naturally, everyone dare not stop.

Especially those who have reached the peak of Shendan have become confused.

Can't see through!

Completely invisible!

In their eyes, the sudden appearance of the old man gave them a sense of crisis.

"That elder, I have something to do here. Can you let me go?" Yang Fan asked weakly.

At the moment, he has been madly contacting the little Firebird in his body and the Xuanwu ancestor.

But no surprise, at this time, they all chose silence.

Yang Fan immediately felt helpless.

Even the little Firebird. It's such a behavior. But what about Xuanwu?

What about sharing life and death? Agreed. Is he there?

Now it's just silence.

"What's up? What's up?"

However, to Yang Fan's surprise, the old man stopped and looked at Yang Fan quietly.

Yang Fan moved and looked at the old man with a little embarrassment.

Now this gesture is really a little embarrassing.

At least he was also the one who had slaughtered the divine pill. Now he is being carried away like a chicken. Yang Fan really feels helpless.

The old man put down Yang Fan:

"Come on, if you have something, tell me quickly. I'll solve it for you, and then you go to a place with me." Said the old man.

Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart.

He wanted to escape, but he knew that there was no possibility of escape in front of the old man. Even if you try your best, even with the power of banning the road, it may be useless to the old man.

"I don't know what the elder is going to take me to do?" Yang Fan asked tentatively.

He didn't know why the old man suddenly stared at himself. But to be sure, it's definitely not a good thing.

"What am I doing? Yes, what am I doing? Why am I here?"

The old man suddenly shook his head and a struggling color appeared in his eyes.

"Boy, hurry up. His memory is confused again. Maybe he will kill in a moment." At this time, Xuanwu suddenly gave a reminder.

Hearing this, Yang Fan dared to think more and turned to leave.

But at this time, the old man's eyes suddenly burst with blood, and the whole pupil turned blood.

He glanced at Yang Fan faintly and didn't speak.

But the people below showed contempt. Even a few people who were still afraid of the old man, their hearts relaxed instantly.

"I thought I was an expert, but I didn't expect I was a madman." The moon falls with a scornful song.

"There's no expert. He's in Tiandan territory. How can he know any expert? Childe Yue thinks too much. Let me solve this boy for childe Yue." At this time, beside the moon falling song, a middle-aged man came out.

"Thank you, old Chen." The moon falls and the song nods.

The man soared into the air and looked at Yang Fan:

"Boy, I have three crazy knives and one Chen knife. It's your luck that you can die under my knife today." Chen Yidao said with a thick smile on his face.

Contempt, conceit, and a sense of superiority in front of people, a mixture of emotions.

"It's a three-point crazy knife. Unexpectedly, young master Luo Ge can attract such people. It's really extraordinary."

"It is said that the swordsmen in the world are very crazy. Li Wuzhi, the king of crazy swords, monopolizes six points, the people in the world share one point, and the rest belongs to three points of crazy swords."

"I didn't expect to be able to see the style of crazy Dao today. It's a blessing."

Around the falling Moon Song, no one was surprised and sighed one after another.

But they didn't notice that Yang Fan didn't even turn his eyes.

Yang Fan's eyes are still locked on the old man.

Especially the old man in this state makes him feel extremely dangerous.

In contrast, it is no exaggeration to say that all the people in the field are not as strong as the old man's sense of crisis.

As for the so-called three-point crazy knife, Yang Fan didn't even bother to take a look.

"Hum, I don't know, boy, you dare to ignore me. Today I'll let you know how my crazy sword came from. I'll send you to the West with one knife." Chen Yidao was so angry that he wanted to be famous and wanted to make use of Yang Fan to perfect himself.

If Yang Fan's performance is unbearable, the more he can attract attention.

But I didn't think that Yang Fan couldn't even look at him.

His plan died before it was implemented. And this result also made him furious. The next moment, he waved his knife directly, and the knife awned in an instant and cut through the void.

Hoo!

When the blade and awn pass by, it reverses the nature and rolls up wind and waves, like raging waves, rushing towards Yang Fan.

"Brother invincible, be careful." Seeing this scene, Li Xiaomang couldn't help but say.

"Young master, be careful!" Xiao Sannian also reminded.

But Yang Fan remained indifferent.

In the twinkling of an eye, the knife was sharp, sharp and powerful. It came to Yang Fan in an instant. It seems that all the existence blocked in front of us will be annihilated.

But at this time, a pair of hands appeared in front of Yang Fan.

More specifically, two fingers.

It's the old man!

Chen Yidao's knife was caught by the old man with two fingers.

Yang Fan was shocked.

It's not hard for him to avoid the knife! Even killing the three-point crazy knife in front of him is easy, but he can't do it with two fingers.

Even if his body is already the peak of Shendan, it is impossible to do this.

"What?" Chen Yidao looked flustered. Seeing that his knife was caught by the old man in front of him with two fingers, he was flustered in an instant.

But the old man's eyes didn't change at all. His fingers pressed hard.

Click!

With a crisp sound, I saw the long knife completely crack.

"No, it's impossible, you... Who the hell are you? I'm a war soldier above heaven. How can this be possible?" Chen Yidao was extremely flustered.

But as soon as his words fell, the figure of the old man moved.

Disappeared in an instant.

But in a flash, his figure returned to its original place:

"Who else to kill?" The old man looked at Yang Fan and said quietly.

Yang Fan's heart beat rapidly and took a deep breath.

And below, there is a doubt.

Who else to kill?

What does this sentence mean?

At this moment, someone in the audience exclaimed:

"Dead, dead... He's dead."

The sound was full of panic, and the figure staggered and retreated continuously.

"What? What's crazy? Who's dead?"

"Sick, just an old madman, but also scared out a madman."

"No... he's not crazy. Chen... Chen Yidao died."

Someone finally found the problem, said flustered.

It was also at this moment that people found that Chen Yidao had already separated his body and became a headless man.

In an instant, endless terror enveloped the audience.