Jiang Duming covered his mouth in disbelief, and the rest of the bigwigs were even more stunned.

Ye Fan actually slapped the second master of the Jiang family, he was simply looking for death!

Ye Fan sniffed and said as he walked: "It's noisy every day, it's annoying, who will slap it to death again!" ”

Everyone kept their mouths shut, they were not afraid of Ye Fan, but they were stunned, this Ye Fan was simply a madman, he didn't think about the consequences at all, and he would fight when he said he would.

The martial arts masters also gave way, not wanting to provoke Ye Fan, a madman.

Liuli was in the crowd, cold sweat flowing.

He didn't expect Ye Fan to really come back, and his ghost tree melt poison didn't work?

Ye Fan's gaze directly locked on him, and as soon as his foot was raised, he jumped over and grabbed his neck.

Liuli was startled, opened his mouth and spit out a breath of black gas, and his hands also slapped on Ye Fan. The poison gas is exhausted.

More than a dozen martial arts masters next to him died violently on the spot, and the air was full of poison.

"Hurry back!"

Someone shouted, and the crowd was in chaos and they all retreated. A middle-aged man shouted as he retreated: "Ye Fan is really a madman, everyone in this world who dares to touch Liuli is dead, and Liuli is a poison." ”

Everyone looked at Ye Fan closely when they heard this. I want to see how he died of poison.

Liuli, who was pinched by the neck, also showed a sly smile: "You...... Dead, you're really strong, but you shouldn't touch me......"

He stared at Ye Fan proudly, but after staring at it for a while, Ye Fan didn't have anything to do, and the ghost tree melted poison couldn't erode Ye Fan's meridians at all.

"You...... How can it be? Liuli exclaimed, Ye Fan tightened his palms a little: "Ask Lord Yama to go." ”

With a click, Ye Fan's fingers snapped, and the shocked Liuli neck broke, and his life was completely lost, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Many masters and bigwigs in the distance were shocked, they just thought that Ye Fan would definitely be poisoned, but they didn't expect Ye Fan to have nothing to do, he easily killed the second master on the heavenly list.

Ye Fan shook his hand and walked towards Jinghe without saying a word.

The Jing River is turbulent, and the water level is much higher than before, which is extremely dangerous.

Ye Fan is planning to cross the river.

Jiang Duming finally got up at this time and scolded: "You dare to beat me? Even if you are the first in Jingmen, my Jiang family wants you to break your bones and scatter ashes. Someone, catch him for me! ”

Suddenly, many elders and masters of the Martial Arts Society came out together and surrounded Ye Fan.

Ye Fan turned his head coldly, and everyone was so frightened that he didn't dare to come forward, and Jiang Duming quickly shut up.

Lin Yue hurriedly leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother Jiang, don't stop this madman, let him go to Shenxingjun to die." ”

Jiang Duming's eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "Ye Fan, if you want to go to Jingmen, you can go to Jingmen, and when you come down, I will settle accounts with you!" ”

Lin Yue also sneered loudly: "Ye Fan, Mr. Jiang has a lot of energy, don't let him down." Let's cross the river first, what did you say two days ago? ”

Although Lin Yue was also frightened by Ye Fan, he was not frightened, he deliberately guided the topic and embarrassed Ye Fan. Many bigwigs also remembered what happened two days ago, and someone asked loudly: "Ye Fan, you are amazing." But what about crossing the river with a reed? ”

"Patriarch Bodhidharma is not as good as you, you have the ability to cross the river with a reed to open our eyes."

"I'll help you find the reeds!"

A group of people moved up and forced Ye Fan to cross the river with a reed.

Ye Fan intervened and glanced coldly at the group of beam-jumping clowns.

Soon, someone found a lot of reeds, still a lot of them, and threw them in front of Ye Fan: "Ye Gongzi, please cross the river......"

As soon as he said that, he was dumb, and everyone was dumb at the same time.

Because Ye Fan was like a velociraptor who kicked a reed into the river, his body followed him like a shadow, standing on top of the reed.

In the turbulent Jing River, the waves swept over people's heads, and the terrible impact could even knock over the steamer.

However, Ye Fan stood on the reeds with his hands on his back, as if he were walking on the ground, and went straight to the opposite bank.

At this moment, his figure is destined to be recorded in the history of Jingmen.

"This ...... This ......" Jiang Duming swallowed the blood in his mouth, so shocked that he couldn't finish his words.

Lin Yue was also shocked into a cold sweat in an instant, is this still a human being?

Such a light reed, on which a person stepped on to cross the river? It's incredible!

All the big guys stammered and looked demented.

Wei Xiaomei covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes were full of shock, she bit the tip of her tongue, and her heart hurt.

"Ye Fan, you can really cross the river with a reed!" Wei Xiaomei's heart was like a tsunami of regret, and her intestines were so blue with regret.

At the top of Jingmen, Shen Xingjun's eyes entered the knife, staring at Ye Fan in the river, his eyes couldn't stop beating.

Ye Fan seemed to notice his gaze, raised his head and smiled lightly, and then jumped ashore, stepping on the waves like a ghost, galloping along the mountain road.

Shen Xingjun's eyes immediately ignited with fierce battle intent, and he jumped off the Jingmen Gate and went straight to Ye Fan.

"Okay, I'm looking down on you. Your light skills are better than mine, and you can fight with me! ”

Shen Xingjun's voice resounded through Jingmen, how against the sky his internal strength, shocked the mountains back to the valley, and hundreds of birds flew in shock.

Everyone at the bottom of the mountain craned their necks and stared at the two men on the mountain path.

Both of them were extremely fast. Rushing towards each other like two cannonballs, flying sand and rocks along the way, the trees that were hit were directly broken at the waist.

Shenxingjun is the most rude, he even smashed the mountain rocks headlong, and he didn't dodge at all.

"Good time!"

Ye Fan laughed loudly, the Thirteen Styles of True Martial Arts were already brewing in his hands. He was simple and unpretentious, without even a trace of golden light on his body, he did not use his true qi, and fought with pure physical strength.

The two were in a battle in an instant.

I saw that in the mountains and forests, trees broke and flew up, and countless debris rose to the sky. The fallen leaves were all crushed by the fist wind.

Ye Fan threw several punches in the forest, and each punch was slammed with Shenxingjun.

The crackling sound was like thunder, and the air was directly shattered by the True Martial Thirteen Style. Shen Xingjun didn't give an inch, he laughed wildly, his clothes were torn, revealing his bronzed skin, and a strange golden light appeared on every inch of his skin, terrifying.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain trembled, and their hearts were like a big wave.

"It's Shendao Gong, the top hard qigong in China, the cultivator's body is like a god, the soul is like a Dao Venerable, the attack is a straight river, and the defense is not leaky."

"Shenxingjun has actually reached the point where the golden light is overflowing, I'm afraid he can smash a divine power master with one punch, it's really terrifying!"

At the foot of the mountain, many top masters exclaimed, all shocked by Shenxingjun.

On the mountain, Ye Fan's fists and feet fell, and he laughed: "Yes, use all your strength!" ”

He was drenched in joy, and he collided with Shenxingjun, like two mountains, colliding one at a time. My whole body was shaking.

Shen Xingjun attacked, and with a punch missed, smashing the ground to pieces, and then jumped high and pressed down like an ancient Buddha.

"Ye Fan, you're not bad!"

He volleyed into the air, striking with both fists at the same time. Suddenly, there seemed to be thousands of palms in the air attacking Ye Fan.

This is the thousand-armed god in Shinto Gong, each palm has the power of a thousand catties, and ordinary people are not dead or crippled if they are hit by two palms.

Ye Fan's pupils flashed golden, and when the Thousand Hands God fell, the back of his palm came first, and he hit face to face.

With a loud bang, thousands of palms turned into foam, the thousand-handed god was repulsed, and Shenxingjun spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated dozens of zhang.

"What kind of kung fu are you?"

A frenzied look flashed in Shenxingjun's eyes, and he strode towards Ye Fan.

"True Martial Thirteen Style."

Ye Fan punched again. The two tigers unleashed their moves, from the mountains and forests to the cliffs and then to the top of the mountain.

The crowd could no longer see where they were, only the loud roar of the mountain.

"Go to the Viewing Hall!"

Everyone turned around and ran into the viewing hall, and the screen showed the picture of the Jingmen Heavenly Chart collapsing.

The towering and majestic Jingmen was beaten to pieces by Ye Fan and the others.

There were big pits on the top of the mountain, and the footwork of the two had already been displayed, and the light skills of the Shinto Gong were like black clouds pressing on the top, controlling the whole field.

Ye Fan's steps on the waves leaped dexterously in the gaps, incredibly fast.

"Boom" bombarded again, and Shenxingjun snorted and fell from the cliff.

He stepped on the rock and jumped up, but Ye Fan had already arrived, and knocked him down with one punch.

The two of them knocked down all the way from the thousand-bladed wall, like rolling down mountain stones, hitting the cliff and overturning, and countless stones fell together, smashing into the Jing River.

Everyone ran out again, only to see that in mid-air, Shenxingjun stabilized his body like a goshawk, he stepped on the rock and jumped down, and his golden light pierced people's eyes.

Ye Fan was condescending, his body was flipped, and the Hengshan style bombarded down in mid-air.

With a loud bang, Shenxingjun smashed into the dirt on the shore. smashed the riverbank to pieces.

Ye Fan fell in front of him, and his body was not stained.

Everyone on the other side of the strait was so shocked that they couldn't speak, Jiang Duming, Lin Yue and the others were like ashes, and they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

Divine Walker defeated?

In the dead silence, Ye Fan stood with his hands in his hands, staring at the Shenxingjun in the pit.

Shen Xingjun moved his fingers, and jumped up like a flashback, he was embarrassed, but the battle intent in his eyes was even higher than at the beginning.

He ignored the wounds on his body and walked towards Ye Fan step by step, with a domineering look in his eyes.

"It's really strong, and it forced me to use all my strength. How much force did you use? ”

Ye Fan smiled: "Two points." ”

Shenxingjun's eyes shrank, and everyone on the other side was in an uproar, and some people pretended to be bold and shouted: "Ye Fan, you are too arrogant, right?" You've been fighting for so long, it's obviously very difficult, how can you use two points of strength? ”

Lin Yue seized the last opportunity and shouted, "Ye Fan, are you insulting Shenxingjun?" Do you know where the Divine Master is? Is there something you can humiliate about Shinto? ”

"Shut up." Shen Xingjun drank coldly, he raised his hands, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole person's momentum skyrocketed, and his skill increased dozens of times.

The martial arts master on the other side was shocked: "The forbidden art of the Divine Dao Martial Arts, the Divine Blood Skill, the Divine Xingjun's internal strength is countercurrent." The meridians are congested, and he is going to die! ”

"Ye Fan is dead, Shenxingjun is completely enraged by him!"

Everyone stared nervously and expectantly at Kamigo-kun.

Shenxingjun looked at Ye Fan coldly: "I cultivate martial arts, I would rather die than be humiliated, you do your best!" ”

Ye Fan shook his head and sighed: "The road of martial arts, the mountains are higher than the other, you are not as good as you, you are angry with me today, you have to fight to the death, he is angry with others every day, you have to fight to the death, you are not a martial arts, but a dead road." ”

Ye Fan said, his fist surged with golden light, and he used his true qi.

Yokoyama punched the mountain wall next to him.

In an instant, a huge mountain wall was shattered, countless rocks rolled down, and the mountain wall more than ten feet high turned into rubble like glass.

There was a dead silence in the sky, only the sound of the river rushing.

Shenxingjun stared blankly at the mountain wall, the blood in his eyes receded, and then sat down to the ground in a decadent manner.

"I lost."