Chapter 51: The Leaders Are Like Smoke and Ashes

Thundered!

The rain poured down, and the wind and thunder were loud, and there was a deafening loud bang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone gathered around, and the weapons were all pointed at the man in white in the center, and the sharp soldiers were shining under the reflection of the water and light, revealing a sharp edge that made people's hearts palpitate.

The rain soaked everyone's clothes, and locks of hair clung to the sides of their foreheads, and droplets of water slid down their faces, ticking as if jade beads had fallen to the ground.

The heavy rain poured down majestically, getting bigger and bigger, and the flowers and plants on the prairie were bathing in the rain, releasing wisps of faint essence of life.

Xiao Yihan lowered his head, a pair of indifferent pupils swept around, and sneered: "You have gone to great lengths to chase and kill me, just to take away the creation in my hands, what you said is so casual, isn't the fate of the predecessors enough to make you vigilant?" ”

"What are you! Don't just because you're an Extreme Realm monk think you're invincible in your generation. A monk stood with his hands in his hands, laughing incessantly.

"In front of the immortal inheritance, you are still not enough to see as a fierce monk, and we want to kill you, like crushing a slightly larger ant."

"The ancient holy land has been immortal for hundreds of thousands of years, what kind of Tianjiao has not come out? You still can't see enough. One shook his head.

The extreme realm of the human body is the pinnacle allowed by the Heavenly Dao, and above it is 'reverse'.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Extreme Realm cultivators are very terrifying, and even the bone refining cultivators are a little afraid of it, once they are close to it, they will definitely die.

But for these disciples who boasted that they were born noble and were born in the ancient holy land, their vision was too high, and what they said was also the truth, even if there was a certain reason for jealousy in their hearts, but what they said was not reasonable.

"After all, I'm too weak, helpless, and standing...... If I were the most powerful, how could you deceive me like this! Xiao Yihan's eyes were cold, and a murderous aura swept through.

"Hahaha...... If you are really the most powerful, even a powerful servant, you will be honored by the Holy Lord, but unfortunately, you are not! ”

"Hurry up and hand over the Holy Fruit, I'll give you a chance to apologize for your crimes!" Jiang Buchen waved his hand impatiently, staring at Xiao Yihan coldly and arrogantly.

"You are a lost dog who has been hunted and killed, what right do you have to speak in front of me?"

Everyone was stunned, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Buchen, and found that the face of this Jiang leader had become blue and white, and it was the color of pig sauce.

This is a shame that Jiang Buchen can never wash away, the three Jiang clan leaders fought against Ye Yufan together, but one of them was beheaded by the latter, and the remaining two fled like lost dogs, and even the clansmen of their own family did not dare to contact.

"I have changed my mind, after I capture you, I will torture you well, and all kinds of torture will be used on you!" Jiang Buchen shouted loudly, and sacrificed a golden mirror, from which a brilliant brilliance emanated.

As soon as he came up, he used the magic weapon!

The corners of Xiao Yihan's mouth suddenly outlined a strange arc, and the smoke and haze rushed into the sky, flooding the place, wrapping his body in a hazy way, and a large area of mist spread, covering everyone's sight.

"It's ......"

"Array pattern!"

Many people screamed and panicked.

They didn't know that this place had already been carved into a formation pattern, and everyone was wiped out.

Ye Yufan's eyes showed a different color, and the two purple lights quickly disagreed with the pupils, which seemed to be the eyes of the open sky, shooting through the mist in front of him, facing Xiao Yihan's eyes!

"Why is this person so familiar?" Ye Yufan frowned, he just glanced at Xiao Yihan's true face vaguely, and then he was blocked by the mist, which was a glimpse of it, and the impression in his mind slowly faded.

Xiao Yihan was taken aback, and hurriedly ran the formation pattern at this moment, covering him with a piece of mist.

"What a terrible person, in the deep formation, you can actually see me here......" Xiao Yihan clenched his teeth tightly, he once again felt the horror of his fateful enemy, as if he was a god king high in the nine heavens, sacred and inviolable.

Ye Yufan stood in place, accompanied by a beautiful woman, and the servants behind him gathered, on his face from beginning to end. They all had a slight smile on their faces.

"Very good, at such a young age, he has such a formation attainment, presumably he should have comprehended some kind of extremely profound Dao pattern, if it weren't for me as an enemy, he could be drawn under my command." Ye Yufan said softly.

"Senior brother is eloquent and has unparalleled qualifications, and it is really his blessing that this person can be valued by his senior brother." Several disciples of the Holy Land hurriedly stepped forward, bowing their heads and bending over with a flattering look on their faces.

Li Qianqian frowned, and a cold light flashed in her big watery eyes.

Ye Yufan smiled, waved his hand to sweep a few people back, looked at the beauty beside him softly, and said, "Are they upsetting you?" ”

Li Qianqian nodded, lightly opened her red lips, and said softly: "I don't want my Langjun to be surrounded by a group of useless people who are flattering, only know the power of the fox and the tiger, and cling to power, these people ...... Lang Jun, please stay away from some. ”

"I also know what you said, but the strong are like this, there are always people around them who need to follow, some people flatter, being a lonely person is useless wastewood, and you can't win the heart ......of a monk," Ye Yufan's tone was a little cold and confident.

Xiao Yihan cleared the fog and looked at the Miaoman figure in front of him, his face was very flat, no joy or sorrow, maybe it was after the unforgettable, he chose to forget, or maybe after experiencing life and death, he saw through the entanglement.

He paddled his hands and knees cross-legged on the ground, his palms firmly on the ground, feeling the strong pulse of the earth, and the sound of his heartbeat seemed to resonate with the pulse of the earth.

Wow!

The attack finally came, and several thick beams of light were shot at the six monks, destroying everything like a wither, bloodied and broken limbs everywhere.

Yes......

Screams followed, and the monk in the fog was terrified and tensed.

Swish!

Jiang Buchen came with a mirror, exuding a wisp of terrifying aura, cutting through the fog and coming straight to Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan opened his eyes suddenly, the five fingers of his right hand were opened, and the red stove was sacrificed, the dong dong shook non-stop, the fire was swirling, and the flying practice was like a knife.

"Arrogant man, come and die!" Jiang Buchen's face turned red, and he was so cold that Xiao Yi couldn't breathe anymore.

Xiao Yihan walked out of the fog step by step, his white clothes were dusty, and his body was as white as snow against the background of the fog, and he couldn't see his appearance.

Jiang Buchen glanced at the person opposite a few times, and sneered: "Hiding things with their heads and tails, don't you dare to look at people with their true faces?" ”

Rumble!

Xiao Yihan moved, just a breath of time, he left a series of afterimages in the void, waved his arms, smashed with a fist, and the offensive continued, like a rushing river, domineering and majestic.

Jiang Buchen yelled, all the grievances and anger in his heart were vented, he was conceited and talented, intelligent and arrogant to others, although he failed miserably in the hands of Ye Yufan, which hit his self-confidence hard, but it is undeniable that this person is still very strong, and he is the leader of the younger generation of the Jiang family.

Yes!

However, as soon as he came up, Jiang Buchen suffered a big loss, one arm was smashed by an iron fist, it was brittle, the flesh and bones were separated, and the whole arm was wasted.

Xiao Yihan took advantage of the situation, and with a poof, Jiang Buchen really became a monk with a broken arm.

"It's the voice of the ninth brother!" Jiang Ling came quickly, he had always been old and cautious, gathered a group of Jiang descendants, and rushed towards the shouting.

However, when they felt it, Xiao Yihan had already disappeared, and in this mist, he could see it more clearly than anyone else, because this large array carved with the Holy Medicine Dao pattern was arranged by him with his own hands, and it occupied a favorable location.

"Ah, ninth brother, why are you ......?"

……………

The heavy rain poured down majestically, like a hanging river for nine days, silver lightning appeared, and the originally soft and slender water droplets turned into an invincible sword in an instant, you can imagine what a terrible scene this is.

"Ah...... It's ......"

Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst......

The severed limbs, the bloody rain, and the pungent smell of many people made their faces suddenly turn white and they couldn't help retching.

"Jiang Buchen was defeated and his arm was cut off!" This blockbuster news spread quickly, attracting everyone's sideways glances and cool breaths.

"The three great talents of the Jiang family, one dead and one disabled, only one person is intact, and the face of this ancient family is lost."

"It's better than the annihilation of the Ying Clan's leader, what happened to the ancient holy land of this generation, how could it be so weak? Anyone can ride on their heads......"

One thought after another flashed in everyone's hearts, compared to the news of Jiang Buchen's defeat again, whether he could escape alive was the most important thing.

"All the sacrificial weapons, I don't believe that I can't open this broken formation!" The young man in the Chinese costume shouted, the colorful small tower glowed, although it was not big, but it had a majestic and calm momentum, and the golden qi in his body was surging, entangled in the small tower, and the light was blazing, almost boiling.

Rumble!

Everyone responded to the words of the young man in gorgeous clothes and sacrificed magic weapons one after another, but the result was that a large number of monks were reduced to ashes.

They don't know if there is no one around, and blindly strafing will only attract greater losses.

Gongsun Ce shook the feather fan, not surprised, he looked around carefully, and slowly found some clues.

Immediately, he shook the feather fan, and the five-colored light and fire came out together, slamming on the surface, scorching the grass in a radius of more than 20 zhang, causing a large fire.

On the other side, Xiao Yihan's face changed drastically, and he swiped with both hands, using a special method to manipulate the Dao patterns engraved on the surface, making him seem to have turned into a great supernatural power, ruling the grassland.

The surface of the ground was like foam, and under Gongsun Ce's blow, the entire Dao Pattern Great Array collapsed, and one texture after another dimmed, and finally it was dull, leaving only shallow traces, and it was quickly swallowed up by the moist soil.

Xiao Yihan frowned and glanced deeply at Gongsun Ce's location.

"If you want to wipe out this group of people, it is still not possible to carve the scoop according to the gourd." Xiao Yihan shook his head helplessly, seeing that the leaders were like smoke and ashes, the confidence of a strong man was born in his heart for the first time.