Chapter 1656: If He Doesn't Die!

......

"Tom tom!"

Bursts of deafening sonic booms exploded in the air, like depth charges exploding.

The ironclad war dragon was like a black lightning bolt, sweeping across the sky at an extremely fast speed, and breaking through the sky towards the south.

It has no wings, and with its physical body alone, its speed exceeds the speed of sound, which is in no way inferior to a first-class fighter. If it is seen by other cultivators, I am afraid that my jaw will drop in shock.

"Huh, it seems to be from the Kunlun faction again?"

Just flying for a while, Yang Yunfan suddenly found a few familiar breaths, coming from the southwest.

That breath was very similar to the person he had met before, it was a member of the Kunlun faction!

The people of the Kunlun faction came to Xiangtan City in large quantities, what are they doing?

"Kintaro, stop!" he frowned, and then slapped the ironclad war dragon.

"Aang!"

The ironclad battle dragon realized, raised his voice, flicked his huge tail, shrunk his body, and suddenly soared towards the crowd below like an eagle falcon.

......

"Senior Brother Wuxie, there are only two hundred miles left from Xiangtan City. Do not worry. ”

In the sky, several Kunlun Sect elder-level masters were hurrying quickly.

A few hours ago, after receiving the flying sword transmission from the Cloud Dragon Dao Chief, they immediately set off from the Kunlun faction. However, Kunlun is thousands of miles away from Xiangtan City.

They flew all the way and were very tired by this time.

However, they all knew that there was a huge threat to Yang Yunfan's family, and even the Yunlong Daoist was injured.

At this time, no matter how tired they are, they dare not delay.

"It's almost there, junior brothers, hold on a little longer. ”

Seeing the little light of the distant city, the traceless Taoist also knew that Xiangtan City was about to arrive, and while he was relieved, he was also desperately urging the aura, even if he was tired to death, he had to rush to Xiangtan City as soon as possible.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this rescue of Yang Yunfan's family is related to the thousand-year-old prestige of my Kunlun faction. ”

"On that day, Heavenly Sword Yang Yunfan and Brother Zhang's master joined hands to repel the strong enemy who invaded my Kunlun, so that my Kunlun's thousand-year-old reputation would not be damaged, and today, my Kunlun naturally can't sit back and watch Yang Yunfan's family members be threatened and ignore it!"

The Traceless Daoist was wearing a white Taoist robe, and his face was solemn.

He clenched it fiercely, and the white jade long sword hanging from his waist.

"Chaolu Sword, going with me to face the strongest man in North America is not an insult to you, right?" the Traceless Daoist whispered, and there was already a taste of determination on his face.

This long sword is cold all over, and on the sword body, there is a natural white lotus mark, which is a unique divine sword treasure.

This divine sword is the 10,000-year-old ice found by the third generation of his ancestor in the Kunlun Mountain, and then after several generations of the first hundred years of forging, it finally became a sword.

This divine sword is the treasure of his thousand-year-old inheritance of Forgetting Peak.

In the past, let alone taking it out against the enemy, he was reluctant to even take a second look, and kept hiding in the secret room of Zawangfeng.

Today, for the sake of his friend's righteousness, he even took out the treasure at the bottom of the box, and the determination in his heart can be seen.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

"Huh, who?"

At this moment, the Traceless Daoist suddenly felt that the vitality in the air suddenly fluctuated. However, he did not feel the breath of someone approaching. It can be seen that the strength of the person who came far exceeds him, and he can't even sense the breath.

He could only sense through the violent vitality fluctuations in the air that an amazing figure was coming!

Here and now, near Xiangtan, there is only one such strength in North America, Hades, the king of Hades!

"Senior brothers, line up the Yellow River Nine Curved Sword Formation!" the Traceless Daoist roared, but his face showed a trace of sadness and determination.

They came all the way, their aura was exhausted, and the other party waited for work, I am afraid that most of the nine people on their trip will be broken and sunk here!

"Drink!!"

Behind him, all the Kunlun elders also roared, and the long swords on their backs rose to the sky, shining brightly!

Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light!

Today, there are only Kunlun disciples who died in battle, and there are no Kunlun elders who retreat!

"The seniors of the Kunlun faction have only been seen for two months...... You don't need to meet each other and make a big fight like this, right? It's a sword formation again, and it's a flying sword ......."

In the darkness, Yang Yunfan rode an iron-clad battle dragon and slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The huge iron-armored war dragon, as soon as it appeared, surprised everyone.

The cold scale armor, the means of floating in the void, and the bloodthirsty aura that emanates all the time...... It's just a mount, it's so powerful!

Hades, the king of Hades, is indeed worthy of being the strongest man in North America today, and a master who has been famous all over the world for 30 years! They are all awe-inspiring, thinking that this time, nine deaths will be one.

It's just that the next moment, they heard a familiar voice again.

"Mr. Yang, is that you?"

In the darkness, the Traceless Daoist looked at the bearded man on the iron-armored battle dragon from afar.

But the clear eyes and the familiar tone were clearly Yang Yunfan.

He blinked, and some didn't recognize it.

Yang Yunfan's previous breath was as warm as jade, which made people very comfortable. But at this time, his breath was as deep as an abyss, almost incomprehensible, and when he looked closely, there was a cold aura like a black hole, which made him difficult to determine.

"Traceless Dao Chief, have I changed so much, you can't even recognize me?"

"By the way, fellow Daoists, where are you going to go so late in a hurry?"

Yang Yunfan was very surprised to see that the Kunlun Sect had actually dispatched nine elders, and under the leadership of the Traceless Dao people, they were murderous.

I don't know who was so unlucky to offend the Kunlun faction and let the Kunlun faction send a lineup of this level?

"This ......"

The elders of the Kunlun faction, after listening to Yang Yunfan's words, were all staring at each other, and felt that this meeting was really very strange.

It is rumored that because Yang Yunfan killed the Great Sword Saint Grom in Siberia and angered Hades, Hades, the Hades King, wanted to take revenge on Yang Yunfan's family.

In order to protect Yang Yunfan's family, Yunlong Dao Chang was seriously injured, and the flying sword sent a message to Kunlun to ask for rescue.

After the Kunlun faction heard the news, for the sake of morality in their hearts, they specially sent nine of them to Xiangtan City to help!

However, they never thought that Yang Yunfan was not dead!

"Haha......"

After being silent for a while, the Traceless Daoist came back to his senses first, and he didn't know what funny things he had thought, so he laughed out loud.

"Mr. Yang, you're fine. That's great!haha......" Seeing the Traceless Dao grow up and laugh, the other Kunlun elders also came back to their senses, and they all laughed along.

Heavenly Sword Emperor, Yang Yunfan!

He's not dead!

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree, if he does not die, who in the whole world will dare to touch his family?

If he doesn't die, as long as he sits in the south of China, under the whole world, who dares to covet China?

Although China is big, there is not an inch of land to be made!

Yang Yunfan, strictly forbidden, one south and one north, Shenlong Crouching Tiger, can be the town of Huaxia National Fortune, a hundred years worry-free!