Great Heaven Sovereign

Congenital triple is really not in the eyes of Yang Fan now.

If it weren't for the ancient Zhongtian, Yang Fan wouldn't even say one more word and would just start working.

"Reverse, reverse. Little beast, get my life."

"Tianbo jiuchongdang!"

Murong batian shouted.

Bang.

With one move, the nine layer water wave was launched in Murong batian's hand. It was extremely powerful, like a swimming dragon.

"Destroy the soul!"

Yang Fan's voice was dull, and he pushed it out with one palm. In an instant, the sea of fire condensed.

Boom, boom.

The water waves and the sea of fire blend together in an instant, and the momentum is extremely frightening.

Murong batian's face suddenly changed at this time:

"Congenital? Impossible. It's only three days. How can you break through congenital? It's impossible." Murong batian's face panicked.

Yang Fan's breakthrough made him feel very surprised.

You know, when Yang Fan's houwu jiuzhong, he can shake his strength without injury. What about now?

Has broken through the innate Yang Fan, isn't he even an opponent?

As soon as this idea came out, Murong batian's face became extremely embarrassed. Especially when I thought of Yang Fan's previous words, I saw the sea of fire at this time.

Just a thought, Murong batian's heart beat a retreat drum.

"The sky waves on the ninth floor are vulnerable. Look at the extreme power of my fire and kill you." Yang Fan's momentum surged. With one move, he could clearly perceive that the two forces were not at the same level at all. His power to destroy the soul never let him down.

Even if Murong batian's martial spirit is water, it is difficult to cause any damage to him at this time. As soon as the sea of fire passes, the water waves disperse.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang bang.

Layer after layer of water waves were directly shaken away by Yang Fan, but the sea of fire did not dissipate.

"No!"

Murong batian shouted and his figure retreated.

At this moment, Yang Fan's power absolutely suppressed him, making him feel invincible. Even if he is blinded by interests, he knows clearly that if he doesn't retreat, the consequence is death.

"Want to return? It's too late." Yang Fan's eyes were horizontal and the killing machine surged.

Originally, the grudge between him and the Murong family was just Murong's gentleness. However, Murong family has completely stood on the opposite side of Xuanling palace.

Yang Fan is not a saint. Since the other party wants to kill him, they want to take him as a breakthrough and open their way of desire. Yang Fan naturally won't have any good attitude towards them.

It doesn't exist to repay good for evil.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Therefore, at the moment, Yang Fan already wants to take this opportunity to solve Murong batian.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

With this in mind, Yang Fan made no reservation and pushed the sea of fire towards Murong batian.

"No, elder Gu, help."

Murong batian retreated abruptly, without the dignity of the head of the family. He was as arrogant as before, and begged for mercy without backbone.

But at this time, the ancient Middle heaven moved.

The figure of Gu Zhongtian rushed to the scene in an instant, slapped it out, blasted it on the sea of fire, and fought with Yang Fan.

Boom!

The sea of fire disappeared, and Yang Fan's figure reappeared. The whole person retreated three feet at this moment.

The ancient Zhongtian was not too relaxed, and his figure retreated by a foot.

"Upright son, dare you be arrogant in front of me?" Gu Zhongtian's face was gloomy and dignified.

Even he didn't expect, three days.

In just three days, Yang Fan has made progress to this extent.

For a moment, the killing intention in his heart was also full-bodied to the extreme. That terrible thought swept through my mind again and became more and more real.

That is, if Yang Fan does not die, it will become a disaster for the whole Qingyang sect in the future.

"Arrogance? Sure enough, you are birds of a feather. Do I have to stand and kill him if he wants to kill me?" Yang Fan said with a calm face.

As soon as Gu Zhongtian made a move, he knew that it was impossible to kill Murong batian today.

The gap is too obvious.

He has used to destroy the soul. Under the sea of fire, he is almost invincible within the congenital triple. Even if it is quadruple, Yang Fan also has the power of a war in his heart. But Gu Zhongtian just slapped himself back.

The gap is self-evident.

But now that the matter is over, Yang Fan has no way back. In particular, the Zhao family has been involved, and Yang fan can only fight hard.

The next moment, Yang Fan patted the storage ring and took out the machete directly.

However, at this time, the broadsword has returned to a bit of normal, no longer like before, like a huge plaque. Although it is still almost half a foot wide, it already looks like a knife.

Yang Fan's eyes changed slightly. He had learned from the mouth of rosefinch that this thing was not simple. But the rosefinch didn't say much, so he fell into a deep sleep. But Yang Fan believes that what can move rosefinch will never be simple.

At this time, a scream was still raging, and one figure after another fell directly in the dark. But Zhao Wu's figure was also exposed in front of the crowd. The sound of crossbows and arrows breaking through the air shuttle. Even Zhao Wu couldn't bear it. He counted arrows in his body and stepped aside.

"How are you?" Yang Fan asked.

"It's all right. It's just a few arrows. You can fight with your peace of mind and leave it to me." Zhao Wu's eyes were firm and said in a deep voice.

Yang Fan's eyes changed. Zhao Wu said it was light, but Yang Fan could perceive that Zhao Wu was exhausted at this time.

After all, in the final analysis, he is just a congenital peak.

Since the Murong family came prepared, what they brought was not a counseling bag. Even if it was born or not, it was also the peak of post martial arts.

Such a lineup, even if Yang Fan is allowed to make a move, Yuan Li can't bear such consumption, let alone Zhao Wu.

"At the end of your life, do you still want to be here? Don't worry, I want you to continue underground." Gu Zhongtian pushed Murong batian aside and said angrily.

"Die." In ancient times, heaven was angry and drank.

In his hands.

However, this palm is not better than before. Before, it was just done casually. But this palm is already his martial art.

Boom.

"Qingyang palm pose: split the mountain."

The palm of the ancient Zhongtian fell, and the terrifying earth yuan force was boundless.

Click, click.

In this palm, the earth was cracked, and cracks appeared one after another, directly spreading to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's complexion changed greatly. The power of the five heavens exceeded his imagination and was more difficult to deal with than haoxuan before.

"Vertical sky que." Yang Fan dared not hesitate, but directly cast zongtianque to avoid this palm.

However, at the moment when his yuan power surged, crossbows and arrows on the void broke through the air in an instant.

Whoosh, whoosh.

It seemed that these crossbows and arrows had been waiting for him to start. Almost at the moment when his wings were formed, they came directly.

Yang Fan suddenly fell down, relied on the body method of zongtianque, swayed left and right, and dodged the crossbow and arrow.

But once consumed, Yang Fan's yuan power also plummeted, and there was no one in a hundred.

What is more frightening is that the palm of the ancient Zhongtian also rushed to its face at this time.

"Little beast, die!" In the sound of angry scolding, a slap of infinite killing fell.