Pill Sovereign Reborn

"Brother Zhong, it's Ye Lan

In the distance, on the mountain top, Zhong long and other three tones and seven rhythms strong men from the Qin hall are also fighting with all their strength to resist the impact of the sword force from the sword gentleman and Jue merciless.

Now, one of the masters from Qin hall sees Ye Lan standing on a huge stone in the distance, with both hands on her back. Behind her, there is a black flame, and a huge ancient god statue standing.

The whole person looks as powerful as a God.

No matter how fierce the two powerful swords from afar were, Ye Lan couldn't help it.

Of course, this is not the strength of Ye Lan, strong enough to rival the sword gentleman and absolutely merciless degree.

It's the sword power between the sword gentleman and Jue merciless. It's too far away. Before it reaches Ye Lan, it's too weak to shake. At this time, Ye Lan releases the fighting spirit and the power of the brute God.

"It's not unreasonable that the boy can deal with you all by himself.

In today's Longyuan, young people of his age are still training in their families and sects. How can they be as strong as he is and not inferior to some of the older generation's strong people.

Even now, it can resist the impact of sword power from the sword gentleman and absolutely merciless! "

Zhong long saw that Ye Lan could resist the impact of the sword from the sword gentleman and the absolute ruthlessness. He couldn't help shrinking his pupils and his face was shocked.

"Brother Zhong, we want to take this opportunity to deal with Ye Lan. I don't know if it's feasible?"

Suddenly, a master of Qin Hall said so.

Previously, several of them couldn't take down Ye Lan, which really hurt his face.

Therefore, these three tone seven temperament strong, always want to find a chance to teach Ye Lan a lesson, let Ye Lan know their strength.

Now, under the pressure of the sword gentleman and the ruthless sword power, these strong players think that now is the best time to deal with Ye Lan.

Hearing the speech, Zhong long fell into silence.

After a long time, he nodded his head and replied: "well, a simple lesson or two is enough. Don't hurt his life. Ye Lan's life is for the master! "

"Brother Zhong, don't worry. We have our own discretion."

The master of Qin hall hugged his fist and said respectfully.

Then, he looked at Ye Lan in the distance, and flashed an imperceptible cold awn and fierce color.

"Go

In the Qin hall, there are three strong men, stepping on the void, all the way towards Ye Lan.

These three people's accomplishments are all in the peak of six or even seven times.

Under the pressure of the swordsman and the ruthless sword power, their power was also greatly limited.

However, the three of them concluded that Ye Lan's power was even more limited. If they met again, they would not be able to fight back easily.

"Smelly boy, I dare to be disrespectful to my Qin hall before. Now, I want you to have a good taste of the pain and let you know the end of offending my Qin hall!"

The young man with the strongest cultivation came to Ye Lan first. As soon as his voice fell, he raised his hand and patted Ye Lan's chest to hurt him seriously.

"Go away!"

Ye Lan saw the young man's fierce fight, and suddenly drank a deep, sound like thunder.

The shock of terrible sound wave directly made it fall back dozens of steps.

The reason why Ye Lan was able to shake back the youth who was at the peak of seven times of cultivation with the sound wave was that in his sound wave, he was able to exert such power only by combining the power of man God with the Buddhist Scripture of Da Fan Bo of Eight Buddhist temples.

"This..."

The young man stepped back dozens of steps at a time. For a long time, he was able to stabilize his body. He looked at Ye Lan in the distance. Deep in his eyes, he was full of surprise and shock.

He thought that under the pressure of the sword gentleman and the ruthless sword power, Ye Lan's own strength must be limited, and the over level fighting power must not be well exerted.

But he didn't expect that Ye Lan faced the oppression of the sword gentleman and the ruthless sword power several times, and also had a sound to drink back his terrorist means!

At the moment, not only the young man was shocked, but also the other two Qin hall masters who were ready to deal with Ye Lan were surprised and unimaginable.

"Smelly boy, I don't believe it. Today, I can't deal with you!"

The young man awoke from shock, not from anger.

Behind it, a huge bamboo flute appears across the sky.

The bamboo flute is dark green in color, and the flute body has numerous and complicated divine patterns.

Those divine patterns interweave and fuse with each other to form a special pattern quickly.

As soon as the bamboo flute appeared, the divine lines immediately bloomed.

With the flicker of the divine awn, a section of Qingyue's flute sound reverberates between heaven and earth.

Those flute sounds, just like a sharp sword, go straight to the human divine consciousness and want to split the human brain.

"The dead and the dead!"

Ye Lan whispered, completely fearless of the attack of the flute sound. In the sea of knowledge, Wansheng stove surged, devouring and refining all the flute sounds in an instant.Then, he sacrificed Wansheng stove, a white fire, suddenly towards the young man.

When the white real fire passes, all the flute sounds are melted away.

This made the young man dumbfounded. He was completely stunned on the spot and felt like a bolt from the blue.

He couldn't believe that Ye Lan had such a strange and powerful soul soldier that he could swallow the sound of his fighting soul bamboo flute.

"Damn it

When the young man cursed, a bamboo flute flew out of the sea of knowledge. As soon as the bamboo flute appeared, it rolled and danced, rolling back the white fire from the Wansheng stove.

At the same time, the bamboo flute of the soul soldier shot at the Wansheng stove, trying to break it into pieces.

"Hum!"

Ye Lan cold hum, raise a move, will Wansheng stove intake hand, immediately, suddenly a swing.

Wansheng stove with a huge real fire, heavily smashed to the sudden flying soul soldier bamboo flute.

Dang ～

the furnace and bamboo flute collide with each other, making a metallic sound and bursting out a string of dazzling sparks.

The two kept hitting each other, making bursts of sound.

The next second, Ye Lan suddenly drink, Manshen's power decisively injected into Wansheng furnace.

Hum ～

the Wansheng stove immediately burst out a bright light. The images of all living things around the cauldron are more and more lifelike, just like living creatures.

A solemn and vast air filled the world.

"Broken!"

Ye Lan drinks angrily, pours into the Wansheng stove of the brute God's strength, boom, smash to that bamboo flute again.

Click ～

the bamboo flute of the soul soldier collides with the Wansheng stove, which is full of bright lights. It immediately makes a click sound, just like the crack of bone.

Visible to the naked eye, under the bombardment of Wansheng furnace, cracks have appeared on the body of this soul soldier bamboo flute.

In the distance, the young man who controls the bamboo flute of the soul soldier suddenly changes his face and spurts out a mouthful of blood.

For a time, the breath was empty and the body was tottering.

The bamboo flute of his soul soldier was damaged, which made him almost unable to lift it in one breath.

And that is the moment when the tone could not be raised, the sword power between the swordsman and the absolute ruthlessness suddenly, like a river, poured down and oppressed the young man.

Ah ~

the scream came out, and the young man's body was immediately strangled to pieces by the surging sword force, resulting in the destruction of both body and spirit!

"Old four!"

In the distance, when Zhong long and others saw the young man who had been strangled to pieces by the sword, they could not help but show their eyes and scream.

Unfortunately, no matter how they shout, the youth still can't escape the fate of being killed!