Martial Arts Breaking Nine Heavens

Chapter Sixty-one Slaughter Open

The wind stopped!

Clouds don’t move!

Thousands of things seem to stop at this moment!

A terrifying stagnation state formed in the air, and everyone started to shiver at this moment, and the murmur like the devil in the depths of Nine You began to produce.

Like a devil crying, if the magic sound …

“Brahma … Martial Lord, can you really kill me Tyrant Heaven Sect to the last one?”

Situ Disha’s face growled more and more ugly.

Tyrant Heaven Sect is now very weak, and if Ye Fantian is allowed to continue this way, I am afraid it will perish.

“Ha Ha Ha…”

Crazy laughter came from Ye Fantian’s mouth.

“I want to kill to the last one? How ridiculous is Situ Disha’s words? From the beginning, it was the monsters of your Tyrant Heaven Sect that killed me, but my strength was not good, but I said No, if Nangong Meng is still alive, maybe I still have this idea to rid you of Tyrant Heaven Sect’s lore, now … you must die! “

嗤chi chi…

The blasting sound that penetrated the space began to drift slowly.

Digital Martial King-level powerhouses flew together, their faces were still so cold, but they became more and more bitter in their hearts.

Even the Martial Lord-level powerhouse began to fall under the help of Ye Fantian. Can they?

impossible!

But there is no way, they must ensure the safety of this sect disciple anyway, and even leave a trace of Bloodline for their sect.

Looking at Situ Shaoyu’s eyes, everyone couldn’t help but reveal the rays of light of resentment and hatred. If it weren’t for his sake, maybe all this would not have happened.

At this time, Situ Shaoyu was awake from the madness, watching the expressions of resentment and anger of the crowd, he naturally knew how terrible what he had just done.

What a stunning move to kill the Martial Lord-level powerhouse, and also a terrifying Martial Lord-level powerhouse.

“No … Ye Fantian, forgive me, forgive me … I … I just have a hot head, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die …”

At this time, Situ Shaoyu had completely restored his mind, but everything was late.

“Shut up, you beast!”

Things are irreversible. At the moment when Ye Fantian saw the killing intent in his eyes, Situ Disha already knew the end of it, and that was the end of irreconcilable.

Pulling back Situ Shaoyu’s body, Situ Disha coldly said:

“Today’s matter is my Tyrant Heaven Sect and the Gale Dynasty. I hope Martial King will not interfere too much.”

Ye Fantian’s face was as usual, and his mouth whispered:

“There is no need to rely on the power of others, Tyrant Heaven Sect … this Monarch is not alone … in my name, all Demon Palace disciple-come out!”

Chi…

咻咻xiu…

Peng peng peng ……

In the horrible and rapid blasting sound, countless silhouettes quickly flew out from all around.

A team of hundreds of people bowed down and shouted in unison:

“Welcome to the Military Leader!”

Emperor Shilong’s face stood poorly, staring at Lan Jiuyou, the rays of light on his face with a scent.

The presence of these people also shocked everyone present.

Demon Lord?

What Demon Lord?

There is only one person who can be called Demon Lord-Lord of Demon Palace!

This Ye Fantian turned out to be the lord of Demon Palace?

The terrifying force that had countless masters and swept countless sects for a time, Ye Fantian turned out to be their master. What a shocking news.

“This kid … seems to be too deep.”

Bai Aoqing couldn’t help but whispered.

Tian Zhiyu’s brow frowned slightly:

“Demon Lord … what a terrifying term, Demon Palace has been inherited for many years without Demon Lord. Once this boy inherits, it is definitely not a great catastrophe for this continent. I just hope this guy Don’t follow the path of Asura slaughter. “

But other people don’t think so because they know more clearly that Ye Fantian’s reputation will resonate throughout Xuantian Continent in this time.

And his identity will set off a terrifying storm.

Since then, the Great Wind Dynasty can definitely become a top empire!

What’s more important is Tyrant Heaven Sect-finished!

“Magic … Demon Lord ?!”

The corners of Situ Disha’s mouth began to narrow. Who is Demon Lord? It has been recorded in the ancient handwriting of sect. It is the symbol of slaughter and terrifying. It is a representative of power and Supreme tyranny. The name of the first Demon Lord Mo Tian is also echoed by countless sect and discipline. In my heart.

The power of one person has killed countless masters.

But now this Demon Lord has been inherited again. Although the strength of Demon Palace is not as good as before, it is enough to compare with a Great Sect. In the ancient Demon Palace, heaven knows will be hidden. What a terrifying strength.

a dying, starved camel is still bigger than a horse, the truth is clear to anyone.

“What is Demon Palace?”

Situ Shaoyu couldn’t help but said with a trembling voice.

But for this idiot, all the disciples of Tyrant Heaven Sect started staring at him with that bitter look and shut him up. At this time, even if he had the status of Young Sect Master, everyone really wanted to kill him.

Tell me about you, idiot? Ye Fantian’s strength is so powerful, but you die sneak attack his woman.

Especially looking at Ye Fantian’s scarlet eyes, terrifying the rays of light like terrifying ghosts, no one can think normally.

“You guys have worked very hard …”

Ye Fantian said expressionless on his face.

“Don’t dare!”

The corpse sacrifice and the others couldn’t help shaking his body, and said loudly, even though it is now Ye Fantian expressionless, it is more terrifying, which is like a bomb that always blows up The volatility made them very clear that Ye Fantian should definitely not provoke it now.

“Hehe … We don’t need to endure anyway. It didn’t seem like a mistake, a big mistake, now … slaughter, enjoy slaughter!”

Ye Fantian’s binocular red light soared into the sky, as if it were two sword glows, wherever they went, it completely broke through the clouds.

“kill!”

“Tyrant Heaven Sect disciple obey, guard … guard the battle array !!!”

Situ Disha roared loudly.

Chi…

kill! !

The disciples of Tyrant Heaven Sect surged like a tide under the command of that Sect Master.

“Jan Yue’s heartache!”

A low groan came slowly, Ye Fantian walking among the people, like the ascetic monk who saw through the red dust, it seems that he has seen the mysterious Buddha in the universe, moving step by step, walking slowly, but every time he walks, By his side, there were many and even dozens of Tyrant Heaven Sect disciple.

The power of the mysterious soul begins to go crazy like a lasing!

How amazing the use of the power of the mysterious soul, but this mysterious power fluctuation is not ordinary martial arts can control, even if it reaches the level of Martial Lord, it is rare that someone can cast it.

In that ancient period, even if it needs to be traced back to the ancient period, the application of mysterious souls has reached a degree of terrifying, but the prosperity must decline, which is a harsh cosmic law.

In the end, the use of the power of the mysterious soul has also stepped into a state of trough. The mysterious and terrifying power does not seem to be controlled by mortals.

But now the various mysterious “Absolute Dark God Soul” has been shown again on Ye Fantian.

Wherever I go, the power of the mysterious soul rolls up like an angry wave.

At the moment that ordinary people cannot detect, they have devoured the opponent’s soul.

Slaughter !

sword energy

Swordsman wanton!

Boxing is unparalleled!

Mastery!

The various Demon Palace disciple once again showed its fangs and sharp fangs in front of the world.

Tyrant Heaven Sect’s discipline, even guarding such an amazing area, cultivates in a place with a large increase in World’s Essence Qi, but it is still quite different from the Disciple of Demon Palace.

Lan Jiu was timid. He was scared. He couldn’t believe that it was originally a boy of the same level as him, but it turned out to be a Martial Lord-level super powerhouse, and even more the identity of a Demon Palace.

run……

Yes, he has to run!

“Deshi Longwangquan!”

Roar……

One fist waved, Wanlongs came one after another …

The Dragon King roars, all things surrender!

The imperial dragon king is as imposing as the rainbow!

After accepting Ye Fantian’s complete cultivation technique, all his potentials and strengths have been fully exerted, and his strength has reached the level of Martial King’s top grade Peak, but only one step is enough to enter the Martial Lord level. Horror realm.

“Unstoppable! Unstoppable!”

Lan Jiuyou’s heart was crying out in surprise.

The breath is not exhausted, the mind is dead!

At this time, after seeing the momentum of the Emperor’s Dragon King, how can he not be afraid, not timid!

Bang…

A punch punched fiercely on his chest!

And that expression of unbelievable expression on Na Jiuyou’s face, he couldn’t imagine why a person’s strength would reach such an amazing level.

Also across several hundred meters, how the other’s body flew in an instant.

I do not understand why the Emperor Shilong King chose him!

“Kill my disciple, can you run? I’ve been with you for a long time!”

Roared the Emperor Dragon King loudly.

Chi…

With a strong arm, Na Lanjiu’s body was directly torn into two halves by his forcible force. In the blood flying across, light golden blood surrounded his whole body, like a horrifying and terrifying bloody demon.

“Protect the Young Sect Master to leave!”

Clang…

Peng…

Situ Disha shouted angrily, and while speaking, he had beaten a Demon Palace disciple with one hand.

“Running?”

A quiet voice came out suddenly.