Ye Fan said word by word, angrily reprimanding the monk in rags.

The three major gods are hidden from the world, and he ignores them. If he doesn't ask about the world, he doesn't pay attention to it, but he must pay attention to colluding with foreign clans and ruining the mountains and rivers of his ancestors!

"If you kill me, you can divide the Huaxia Dragon Vein with the Heavenly Dao people, and from now on, the Huaxia Martial Dao World will have no chance to turn over."

"The world of great controversy is my luck in China. Whoever is bloody will have contention, but what about your blood? ”

Ye Fan strode closer, and with the last sentence, he was already standing in front of the ragged monk.

The ragged monk is like an ancient well, unfathomable, he is probably the strongest floating Buddha of Han Buddhism.

Everyone looked at the top of the mountain, at Ye Fan and the ragged monk.

In the distance, a Futu tribesman shouted: "Ancestral Buddha, kill him and avenge us!" ”

The Futu people were furious and refused to forgive Ye Fan.

Ye Fan sneered: "It's quite bloody against the Chinese people." ”

Ye Fan's disdain and arrogance were like substance, his eyes were like ice blades, but everyone he saw was silent.

In the outside world, everyone was very nervous while being excited.

That rag-clad monk was extremely terrifying, and he would be the strongest opponent Ye Fan would ever face.

Moreover, Easterners do not rely entirely on the power of faith like Westerners, and it is impossible for Ye Fan to easily kill the Ancestral Buddha, even if he has Vientiane Heavenly Guidance.

Ye Fan also knew this, the dark knight died of arrogance and did not know how to resist soul attacks, but the masters of Huaxia, which is not an old fritter, even if Ye Fan has Vientiane Tianyin, it is difficult to kill the most holy.

But he was not afraid at all, and even wanted to see where his upper limit was, who was stronger between him and the Holy One!

The ragged monk felt the battle intent in Ye Fan's eyes, and the young man in front of him seemed to have inherited the battle victory of the ancient beast and was indomitable.

"Hey, come on." The ragged monk buttoned up his dirty robe and disappeared in a flash.

He appeared high in the air, sitting cross-legged, and at some point a wooden fish appeared in his hand.

He closed his eyes and tapped the wooden fish, the golden light on his body was very dim, giving people an extremely weak feeling.

But Ye Fan knew that this was the Buddha.

The real Buddha is not comparable to demonic energy.

"Good!"

Ye Fan jumped into the sky and sat opposite the ragged monk, and the two were only ten meters apart.

People are looking at each other, and they are going to fight?

In heaven, neither of them spoke again.

Ye Fan directly used a killing move, and the Tai Chi Bagua Furnace spun out, and the purple light flashed all over his body.

It absorbs thousands of years of starlight, like a full-bodied fat man, lively and mysterious.

Ye Fan pointed to the sky and the ground, and his divine sense hooked the furnace and launched the strongest blow.

The day turned into night again, and the starlight of the Tai Chi Bagua Furnace overflowed, mixed with purple gas.

The power of the stars and the qi of the Tao are blended together.

Ye Fan still kept going, and his dark power also gushed out, and his body was golden and black for a while.

The ragged monk who was knocking on the wooden fish was stunned for a moment, and opened his eyes slightly: "It's really extraordinary to be able to do this, but you should think about it, how to make all the power twist into one force, that is the strongest technique." ”

The ragged monk was actually pointing at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan paused, and his hand eased. The ragged monk smiled slightly: "Come on." ”

Ye Fan nodded, and Zhenwu also came out.

He incarnated as Emperor Shakti, and the words of Zhenwu floated from behind him, like a dragon raising its head, and it was impossible to live.

People were already frightened, and those Futu people who hated Ye Fan didn't dare to say anything.

At this moment, Ye Fan showed his strongest posture.

All kinds of spells are infused with starlight under the fusion of the cultivation method.

Vientiane leads to the sky and crashes down.

The ragged monk's face also became solemn, he sped up, and the sound of the wooden fish, although faint, was like a candle flame.

In the sky, the stars twinkled, and there was thunder and lightning.

Ye Fan's momentum had already broken through the realm he should have, and the method of cultivating the truth was too against the sky, attracting the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation.

The Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation seemed to be cheering for Vientiane Heaven, and the sound was terrifying, shaking people's eardrums with pain.

Thundered!

The starlight slammed into the ragged monk, and it actually made a sound like the earth cracking.

The ragged monk closed his eyes, and the dim Buddha light on his body never changed. The starlight melted away from his body and was purified by the Dharma.

It was obviously very weak, but it resisted the strongest Vientiane Tianyin.

Ye Fan looked at him silently.

The raged monk is in the late stage of the Holy Dynasty, and his realm is far superior to himself, he can resist Vientiane Tianyin, even if he can only resist for a few minutes, it is enough to defeat Ye Fan.

But he didn't attack, he was just letting Ye Fan cast the Vientiane Heavenly Guide.

Ye Fan's anger was high, and his will to fight to victory could no longer be suppressed, as if a person was about to fall into a demon, and it was difficult to suppress it.

The sound of the wooden fish sounded, and the Vientiane sky led the fall one after another, and the bell of the green ox made the ragged monk tremble.

At the foot of the mountain, the Futu people anxiously shouted: "Ancestral Buddha, do it!" ”

"Kill him!"

The Futu people screamed and wept in a hurry, for fear that the Ancestral Buddha would be led to death by Vientiane Heaven.

After a few minutes, the ragged monk's Buddha light became more and more dim, and he began to sweat.

Ye Fan has a stove, and the starlight is one after another, and he will not be tired at all.

However, his evil aura was slowly eliminated, and the sound of the wooden fish was like a morning bell and a dusk drum, which made people's hearts pure.

Ye Fan pondered for a moment, the furnace shrunk, and he withdrew into his arms. The stars darkened, the night sky turned into fragments, and the scorching sun shone down.

As soon as the ragged monk's hand stopped, the sound of the wooden fish disappeared.

He opened his eyes and smiled: "Not angry? ”

Ye Fan arched his hand: "It's me who underestimates the realm of the most holy in China, the master has no contention, I can't do it." ”

The realm in Ye Fan's mouth is not the realm of cultivation, but the realm of the soul.

The ragged monk sighed: "Huaxia's way is different from Dongying. You're right, we have no quarrels, and the people of Dongying are like jackals. ”

"There are so few people who are willing to come forward, because everybody has to meditate. This is a kind of realm, but it was exploited by jackals. ”

The ragged monk wiped the sweat from his forehead with his robe, and teased him a little: "How can anyone in my generation pay attention to the affairs of the juniors?" An old monster like me doesn't know what's going on in the outside world, if you hadn't woken me up, I thought it was the Republic of China now. ”

Ye Fan was silent, got up after a moment and said, "Your eyes only look ahead, and you never look back behind you. A sage like Dayu still knows how to control water, and a saint like Lao Tzu still knows how to preach. You don't ask about the world, you only take the road of the starry sky, what should future generations do? ”

Ye Fan brushed his sleeves away and did not stay any longer.

I respect your idea, but I don't agree.

Everyone is confused, why don't you fight?

The Futu people even shouted: "Ancestral Buddha, kill him!" ”

The ragged monk watched Ye Fan go away and was silent for a long time.

Behind him, a man in white suddenly appeared. The man looked like he was in his twenties, but his eyes were deep and he didn't know how many hundred years he had lived.

"Rags, not seen for seventy years." The man in white spoke, smiling a little at the corner of his mouth.

The ragged monk didn't look back, and went straight to clean up the wooden fish.

"Just looking at the front and ignoring the behind, isn't it also a kind of demonic fear?" The ragged monk muttered to himself, and the man in white was stunned and fell into deep thought.

On that day, the whole world was shocked.

Ye Fan carried the tripod into the Futu, not only killed all the sub-saints of the Futu clan, but also fought against the ancestor Buddha of the Futu clan.

Although it was inexplicably stopped in the end, it was enough to shock people.

Ye Fan, he really broke the Futu God Domain!

That is, on the same day, the lucky Cangwu clan immediately went to meet the Rouran clan to discuss the realliance.

Kyushu is stirring, and warriors from Asia, Europe, and all over the world are talking about it.

Even the Heavenly Dao people were taken aback.

In the dense jungle of Hokkaido, in a hot spring.

A big boy is taking a bath, sighing comfortably.

"Holy Son, the Futu clan has been broken, and the Fushengzhi has been killed." A shrine maiden in a kimono rushed in.

The big boy in the bath was stunned, and his eyes were full of light: "Really? Ye Fan is so strong? ”

"Yes, the Heavenly Dao Leader has issued an order to start the second step plan. Ye Fan's prestige has reached its peak, he is the god of Huaxia martial arts, you need to defeat him. The Dongying government has already submitted its credentials to Huaxia, requesting exchanges between the martial arts circles of the two countries. ”

The shrine maiden made it clear word for word.

The big boy suddenly provoked, and smiled nakedly: "yes, I can finally make a move!" ”

At this time, in Tibet, the beginning of Nanganlong, in the snow-white earth, the smell of wine continued to permeate, as if the underground was brewing wine.

Nearby, there were already Heavenly Dao people observing, and a priest holding a scepter was staring at the earth's qi, and his face gradually changed.

"The king's instructions are correct, it is true that you can't act rashly, Huaxia is a dragon."

As soon as his words fell, two lines of sight were cast in the snow-white earth.

The priest froze for a moment, and quickly retreated: "Retreat!" ”

The Heavenly Dao people ran clean in an instant.

The smell of alcohol was still in the air, the sight was gone, and calm was restored.