Along the way, the poisonous cloud python said I don't know how many good things he said, and he didn't know how many benefits he promised, he just hoped that Ye Fan could open the net and let him go.

But for these promises of the Poison Cloud Python, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear, if he was greedy for money, he didn't need to scavenge oil and water from a scattered demon, he could completely refine some Pei Ji Dan and sell it on the black market, wouldn't that be more beneficial than the Poison Cloud Python's promise?

Ye Fan frantically ran the True Yuan and rushed back to the Divine Sword Gate as fast as possible to prevent any changes on the way.

However, the accident really happened, and halfway through Ye Fan met those loose cultivators who offered a reward for the black flag.

Seeing them, Ye Fan frowned, these guys are really kraft candy, wherever they go, where they go.

At this time, those scattered cultivators also saw Ye Fan, and saw that their eyes were shining, as if they had seen gold and silver treasures.

But no, isn't Ye Fan now the 50 million spirit stones that have moved?

"It's Ye Fan, I didn't expect it to be here! That ghost head mask is not bad at all, it seems that we blamed him before!"

"Yes, this time you can't let this Ye Fan escape!"

"How about everyone surround him first, and then work together to kill him?"

"Okay, kill Ye Fan first, as for the reward, wait until you kill Ye Fan and then discuss the distribution strategy!"

"Good, good, good!"

At this moment, these scattered cultivators are in unison, and they have the same hatred for the enemy.

Ye Fan's brows furrowed terribly, he didn't expect it to be a ghost with a ghost head mask again.

At that moment, I saw Ye Fan turn over his hand and take out a few thunderbolts, and then unceremoniously smashed them at these scattered cultivators.

Ye Fan didn't have time to waste time with these casual cultivators, he had to hurry up and return to the Divine Sword Gate to recover his life.

"Everyone be careful, this thunder is quite powerful, don't be hurt by him!" a casual cultivator reminded.

"Don't worry, I've seen the power of this thunderstorm a long time ago, and I've been prepared for it!" said another cultivator.

Immediately, I saw that all the scattered cultivators had sacrificed defensive magic weapons.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

But after all, they still underestimated the power of the thunderbolt, these are the ultimate version of the thunder, the explosion power of each one is equivalent to the middle stage of foundation building, and now several are detonated at the same time, and the power is naturally stronger.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

The giant power spread out like an overwhelming force, only to see those scattered cultivators turn on their backs, and the defensive magic weapons on their bodies couldn't stop the thunder at all, and some weak magic weapons were directly cracked in response.

"Damn, such a powerful Thunderbolt, how could he have such a powerful Thunderbolt? I feel that the power is more than twice as powerful as the Thunderbolt circulating on the market. ”

"Not just double, I think it's at least three times!" said another cultivator.

"Hmph!" Ye Fan snorted, these scattered cultivators are really short-sighted, this is the ultimate version of the thunder, the ones circulating on the market are generally the basic version of the thunder, and there is an upgraded version of the thunder in the middle, and their power is doubled, the power of the upgraded version of the thunder is double that of the basic version, and the ultimate version is twice as powerful as the upgraded version.

In this way, the power of an Ultimate Thunderbolt is four times that of the Basic Version.

"Don't be discouraged, I don't believe that Ye Fan still has such a powerful thunderbolt, even if there is, it is estimated that there are only one or two left, and there is no need to be afraid at all. ”

This is very familiar, when the woods encountered a trap, someone said this, saying that Ye Fan's thunder was not much left, but until now, Ye Fan's thunder bomb was exhausted.

Sure enough, Ye Fan did not disappoint them, only to see Ye Fan's palm flip, and several thunderbolts fell into the palm of his hand, not to mention six or seven.

"Go!"

Ye Fan snorted vigorously and unceremoniously smashed at these scattered cultivators.

"Everyone, hold on, Ye Fan is now the battle of trapped beasts, there must not be many thunderbolts in his hands, so he will jump off the wall in such a hurry!"

"Yes, everyone hold on, and when the thunder in Ye Fan's hand is exhausted, this Ye Fan is what we have in our pocket!" said another immortal cultivator.

What everyone saw in their eyes was the 50 million bounty, and they couldn't care about the power of this thunderbolt at all, and everyone felt that Ye Fan's thunderbolt was about to be used up, how could a person have such a thunderbolt?

But Ye Fan still disappointed them after all, six thunderbolts had just been smashed out, and there were six thunderbolts again, followed by six thunderbolts.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

The thunder seemed to be endless, six after six, and those scattered cultivators were directly blown stupid.

"Damn, I can't stand it, how can this damn Ye Fan have so many thunderstorms?" As he spoke, he saw that loose cultivator vomiting blood.

"I can't either, I don't want this bounty. Another casual cultivator said with his hands on his chest and a pained expression.

But before he could retreat, two thunderbolts smashed in front of him.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, this immortal cultivator was bombarded and died violently on the spot.

"I don't play anymore, it's so fucking scary, this is a thunderstorm, it's just a thunderstorm, one after another, I dare to guarantee, this Ye Fan said that there are hundreds of thunderstorms. ”

At this moment, there have been many immortal cultivators who retreated, some of them fled quickly, and they were seriously injured, but they still saved their lives, those who ran slowly were directly killed by the explosion, and some of them were even more annihilated by the flying ashes of the bombing, and there were no bones left.

In the distance, the man with the ghost head mask was witnessing all this happening, only to see his eyes cold and his demeanor frozen, he didn't expect Ye Fan to have so many thunderbolts, "After all, I still underestimated the friendship between Ye Fan and Elder Wu of the Refining Weapon Palace, I really don't know what Elder Wu thinks, how can he give Ye Fan so many thunderbolts?"

The ghost head mask was unwilling for a while, it was not easy to have such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if he missed this time, it would be difficult to kill Ye Fan again in the future.

"Why don't you find the right opportunity to sneak attack?" the ghost head mask thought secretly.

The ghost head mask was suddenly bumped into by Ye Fan before, and he was forced to do it with Ye Fan in desperation.

But later, because of the mixing of these scattered cultivators, the fight was forced to stop, and in the end, there was no winner.

However, after this battle, the Ghost Head Mask has already concluded that Ye Fan is not so easy to get rid of, and even if he sneaks up on himself, he may not be able to succeed.

He clearly remembered that the head of the sect had given Ye Fan a defensive magic weapon that he wore closely.

Just as the ghost head mask was hesitating, suddenly a huge aura fell from the sky, and he saw a middle-aged man in a black robe appear in front of Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan saw this person, his face couldn't help but froze, he knew that this was a master, at least a master in the middle stage of foundation building!

"Good boy, there are so many thunderstorms! I really underestimate you, but even if you have so many thunderstorms, so what? Today you still can't escape death!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

This person was none other than the only mid-stage foundation building master among these casual cultivators.

He hasn't been on the pitch until now.