The strong man carried the sword on his shoulder and looked around him. Then he looked at dozens of female disciples of the demon killing sect with a smile. His eyes were full of greed.

His men are either dead or seriously injured. These dozens of beautiful women are all his. He can change them in turn, one by one every day.

"Sisters, fight with him. My Lord is our benefactor, but he killed him cruelly. If I don't kill him, I will not be a man!"

The huge man, shocked to see ye Xiaofan, said in disbelief.

"You are not dead, little beast!"

Ye Xiaofan didn't take care of other things. His body turned into a piercing cold wind and rushed to the strong man who was still in retrogression at a very fast speed.

"Wind escape, wind speed technique!"

Such a sudden scene, let them from the moment of grief and anger to surprise, how can not cry.

From the moment Ye Xiaofan rescued them, they regarded Ye Xiaofan as their own adult. They only wanted to repay Ye Xiaofan in their whole life. Originally, they thought Ye Xiaofan died under the strong man's sword, but they didn't expect Ye Xiaofan to have anything to do, and even beat the strong man out.

Seeing the figure in blue robe in mid air, dozens of female disciples of Tu Mo sect all stopped their movements and said with joy, biting their lips and tears across their cheeks.

"My Lord!"

At the moment when they were about to commit suicide, the four meter tall man, with his huge body like a shell, suddenly burst out tens of thousands of meters away, making a violent sound of breaking through the air, breaking hundreds of trees in the distance.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

All the other female disciples of the Tu Mo sect also took out a dagger and drew them to their necks without hesitation.

Lin Ziying clenched her teeth and took out a dagger from her waist and scratched it toward her neck.

"Even if you die, I will not let you succeed!"

The strong man didn't notice at all, but a strange breeze rolled up behind him. He was still greedily looking at these fallen female disciples. He raised his feet and walked towards the nearest Lin Ziying.

"Whew..."

In the face of the fourth level infant transformation, these female disciples who only have the strength of level one and level two are too weak, just like the difference between heaven and earth. They can beat them without spending 30% of the strength of level 4 infant transformation, and they have no resistance.

The strong man greedily looked at the female disciples who were coming. He stomped his feet, and the ground vibrated violently. Dozens of female disciples were directly knocked to the ground. The violent impact made these female disciples seriously injured, and they were no longer able to fight again.

"Bang!"

"So many beauties, no matter which one I hurt, I am deeply distressed."

Without exception, they all regard death as home, and rush to the strong man with the heart of death.

Dozens of female disciples of the Tu Mo sect were filled with indignation. All of them showed the look of fighting to the death. They all performed various skills one by one, and showed their strength of 120% in anger.

"Kill!"

"Leidun leiche!"

Just when the strong man wanted to keep his body steady, the palm of Ye Xiaofan was filled with thunder, and the lines on the blue robe flashed with dazzling luster. The whole body was surrounded by wisps of thunder with thick arms and long black hair, which turned into blue at this moment.

With the 400% attribute bonus of the body of thunder spirit and 300% of the blessing of thunder snake and mang robe, ye Xiaofan's attack power has already surpassed Level 3 infantile change, and is approaching level 4 infantile change.

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