Hundreds of sword lights, in the blink of an eye, the magnificence is full of killing and destruction, this level of bombardment, it is estimated that the top ten golden immortals in Kunlun will also be afraid of three points, and their scalp is numb! It is difficult to say whether they can resist it.

Boom! Click!

The sword qi and murderous aura flooded the square inch of the cone, and all kinds of brilliance burst out wantonly, making people unable to see the truth clearly, this wave of sword rain bombarded, and the sword qi in the air rushed everywhere, winding like electricity, and it did not disperse for a long time!

Hundreds of monks raised their hands to summon their magic weapons, flying swords, their expressions all revealed self-confidence and pride in supporting justice, and everyone shot together, as if they didn't even have the slightest resistance, and they killed the madman into ashes.

The smoke vanished, and a large crater was blasted out of the place, and everyone slowly gathered around, and when they looked around, there was not a single piece of stump and flesh here, not even a rag could be found.

"Chopped into ashes? Whose magic weapon is so powerful?"

"Finally completely eradicate this person, you are all meritorious people......"

Everyone was talking about it, and one of them accidentally kicked something, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a black and shiny stone.

"Grandma's, where did the stumbling block come from!" he kicked over, screamed, and jumped on the spot holding his feet, his toes bleeding profusely, and he grinned in pain.

He kicked the head on the World Stone, which weighed hundreds of thousands of catties, isn't this self-harm and abuse.

"What's the matter, this fellow monk?" a long-haired monk next to him looked at him with a strange face, and the golden rooster jumped on the spot independently, puzzled.

"Stone, what kind of stone, it's too hard...... Oops, my feet!"

Only then did the long-haired monk discover the World Stone, bent down, squinted at it, and raised his voice to ask around, "Who lost this?"

As soon as I heard the magic weapon, more than a dozen heads immediately stretched out around me, all of them with bright eyes, all trying to pick up the leak.

The chaotic group attack just now, did someone forget the magic weapon and throw it here?

"Let it go, let it go, this is what I lost!" A fat man with a full face pushed everyone away, came to the stone, and was about to reach out to grab it, when a dazzling sword light burst out in front of him, sweeping into a full moon, and the terrifying sword qi that suddenly appeared penetrated more than a dozen bodies, including the fat man, all of them fell to the ground in a scream!

Stepping on the blood, Ye Fan appeared in the eyes of everyone in horror, he didn't die, not only did he not die, but he also killed more than a dozen monks who were too late to guard in one sword!

This face, this figure, is already the spokesperson of death at this moment, splashing out infinite terror and making the liver and gall of the living people shattered!

No one knows how he dodged the bombardment of hundreds of flying sword magic weapons just now, he can dodge once, which means that he can dodge the second and third times, the group attack is already ineffective, who can be the opponent if he fights alone?

"Since you are bent on looking for death, I, Du Jianfeng, will fulfill your wishes and kill here today, leaving no one behind!"

Surrounded by nine flying swords, Ye Fan glanced coldly in front of him, and the killing machine swept by like a knife, making many people can't help but shiver and slowly retreat. The move just now killed more than a dozen people in seconds, calming the audience, making everyone a little panicked and weak.

"Wait!" a woman's voice sounded in the crowd, and everyone followed the sound to see that it was an old nun.

This bhikshuni was dressed in a moon-white robe, with several white lotus flowers tattooed on the sleeves of the robe, holding a seven-star sword in his hand, with a stern and righteous face, followed by a little female disciple with clear eyebrows.

"It's Cihang Jingzhai's Jingmiao Master!"

"Listen to what Mrs. Shi has to say. ”

It turns out that this old nun is the master of Cihang Jingzhai, Cihang Jingzhai has a high prestige in the virtual world, has a loud reputation, and ranks among the five factions.

"Du Daoyou, Poor Ni only asks you, did you kill my apprentice?" Jing Miao Shi Tai stared at Ye Fan with a pair of old eyes, her strength had reached the late stage of congenital development, and she was already one of the best masters in this group of people.

"Are you a man or a woman?" Ye Fan asked coldly.

Master Jingmiao's face changed slightly, but the stakes were very high, she had to swallow her anger, and replied in a cold voice: "Cihang Jingzhai has never had a man, my name is Wu Bixia, and I entered the fifth mountain and was murdered, and the poor nun swears to take revenge!"

Ye Fan laughed when he heard this, "Swear to take revenge, Master, with your delay here, your enemy family doesn't know where to flee, if you want to take revenge, you should go to the four major families to ask for revenge!"

"What did you say? You didn't kill the person? Is this true?" The suspicion in Mrs. Shi's eyes suddenly appeared, she had lived so much, she had already passed the age of impulsiveness, she had some doubts about this matter, and now this doubt in her heart is even deeper.

"Women, nuns, children, Du disdains to kill, I have said enough, those who harm my brother will be repaid a hundred times today!" Ye Fan's face instantly turned cold again, his eyes swept over, and the heroes showed timidity, retreating step by step.

Master Jing Miao put away the Seven Star Sword, waved her cuffs, and announced loudly: "There are many strange things about this matter, I Cihang Jingzhai will withdraw for the time being, and I will make a decision after finding out the truth!"

"This ...... Master Jing Miao actually quit?"

"Could it be that things are not what I have heard?"

Some people in the crowd were suspicious and noisy, some people hesitated, and some people stared at the enemy, firmly believing that Ye Fan was the murderer.

"Don't listen to his demagoguery! The old man is on the sixth mountain, and after seeing these two people kill people with his own eyes, he flees to the seventh mountain!" At this moment, an old man with a gloomy face came out of the crowd, waved his arms and shouted in a male duck voice: "The old man's junior brother died in the sixth mountain, and if you let this person go today, you will let the tiger return to the mountain! Think about it, he will come back one day and break through all of us, who will survive? If I don't kill this disciple, I will not be a man!"

"That's right, my Ma Jiashan also saw him with my own eyes in the Sixth Mountain, you see, he is just one person, where did he get so many flying swords?" Another man with a silver long knife shouted in front of people, "These flying swords must be obtained from murder and overkill, this is the evidence!"

"Ah! that's my senior brother Yi Lan's Sun-Chasing Sword!"

"That one is...... It's my Taiyin Mountain's Nine Yin Sword, this sword is unique, and it will never be wrong!"

The nine flying swords surrounding Ye Fan's side, except for the three swords of Shengxie, Qingzhu, and Jinxiao, the rest were all obtained by him from Danfeng Mountain, and they were recognized at this moment, they were really dyed with yellow mud in the crotch of their pants, and they were not but.

Even Mrs. Jing Miao showed a different color, could it be that this person was really a heinous criminal? If this was the case, he shouldn't have risked his life to offend everyone in order to rescue his friends? How could a villain save his friends with righteousness? But if it weren't for him, how could those flying swords explain?

"That's right, you can all see it clearly, I don't only have the Sun Chasing Sword and the Nine Yin Sword you talked about, but also these!" Ye Fan's face did not change in the slightest, his wrist flicked, and countless sword lights flew out of the storage bracelet again!

This flying sword in the sky was suspended above his head, dazzling and dizzying.

"God, that's my master's blood-drinking sword!"

"And my senior brother Daozi's Eight Directions Immeasurable Sword......"

"This person's subordinates have been contaminated with so much blood, it is really intolerable!

Seeing these stolen goods, except for Master Jingmiao, everyone once again confirmed that Ye Fan was the murderer, and there was no second possibility!