The wind is howling, and the voice is like thunder!

Yang Yifan's words fell, and at this moment, all the people of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect around were trembling!

Even Na Duyun is no exception!

No, it's not!

If there is anyone who is most feared among these people at the moment, Du Yun should be the first!

At this moment, Du Yun's face was full of shock and horror, as if he had hit a ghost in broad daylight!

What's the situation?

What's going on with this Nima?!

That's my killer skill, Blood Soul Kill!

Now he was blasted into a blood mist by this guy's punch and turned into powder?!

"Don't say yes, it's good, then I'll destroy this Ten Thousand Poisons Gate branch first, and see if that old guy can't get out!"

Just when Du Yun was shocked, Yang Yifan spoke again.

I saw that his face was cold, and just as the words fell, he threw a punch!

"Boom!"

This punch once again set off a deafening sonic boom, and this punch smashed Du Yun's head!

"You dare!"

Du Yun, who was shrouded in the shadow of death, finally came back to his senses at this moment, his face was shocked, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards!

Can't beat it!

I really can't beat it!

Before this, Du Yun had always boasted of being the pride of the sky, thinking that at the same age as him, it was impossible to compare with him, but at this moment, he finally understood what it meant to have a sky outside the sky and someone outside the world!

And in the face of Yang Yifan, a layer of fear that could not be dissolved finally appeared in his Du Yun's heart!

What kind of person is this, this is simply a humanoid demon beast, it is simply a devil!

"Die!"

In the face of Du Yun's screams, Yang Yifan's face still did not change, and there was always a cold in his eyes that could not be dissolved!

Du Yun burst back, but how could his speed be compared to Yang Yifan, who opened the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon, but in an instant, Yang Yifan's figure appeared in front of Du Yun like a ghost, and his fist also smashed Du Yun after a fraction of a second!

"Boom!"

The piercing sonic boom sounded like muffled thunder, and under Yang Yifan's murderous punch, Du Yun had no chance to resist at all, not even a chance to scream or dodge, he directly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and died so much that he couldn't die anymore!

The most proud disciple of the three elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, Du Yun, die!

"Deacon Du...... He's dead! ”

"You dare to kill Deacon Du!"

"Look for death! Look for death! ”

Seeing Du Yun die with his own eyes, those Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples around him instantly felt their scalps tingle, and at the same time, infinite anger surged in their chests, and the strong fear drowned them like a tide!

They roared angrily, but no one dared to rush forward at this moment!

Du Yun, who built the sixth layer of the foundation, died so neatly in the hands of this young man, if they could still rush forward desperately, could they all be a group of fools?

"Crazy, the world is crazy!"

And at this moment, Xia Yunxing, who was standing at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate Branch, had a sluggish look on his old face, looking at Yang Yifan stupidly, and the fear in his heart almost made him unable to speak!

Xia Yunxing originally planned to escape, but now he has completely cut off this idea.

Du Yun's name, he didn't hear of it, because for this period of time, it was Du Yun who had been in contact with him.

But it is precisely because he knows how strong Du Yun is, that Xia Yunxing is so terrifying at this moment!

Du Yun is strong? Yes, strong!

But Yang Yifan was even stronger than Du Yun, because he killed him with just one punch!

In the face of such a bad star, Xia Yunxing really didn't dare to escape, because he faintly found that if he really planned to escape at this moment, Yang Yifan wanted to kill him, I am afraid it was only a thought!

"Quick! Go and call the elders! ”

Finally, someone reacted and quickly swept towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate branch.

But Yang Yifan didn't care about this scene.

He didn't have the intention of stopping it at all, because he was here for the three elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect this time!

Killing the three elders of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and recapturing Chiyansha is Yang Yifan's ultimate goal!

As for killing Du Yun or killing some other monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, this was just a convenient move for Yang Yifan.

Of course, Yang Yifan did not doubt the authenticity of Xia Yunxing's words, but for the sake of Chiyansha, he was willing to take this trap.

What's more, the relationship between Yang Yifan and the Ten Thousand Poison Gate has long been an endless situation, even if there is no real outbreak of battle now, but it will be sooner or later, so even if he is deceived by Xia Yunxing this time, he will not lose by killing some people from the Ten Thousand Poison Gate!

"Huh!"

In just a dozen seconds, an incomparable coercion spread from the depths of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate Branch, this coercion was overwhelming, and it seemed to carry infinite anger, feeling this coercion, everyone except Yang Yifan couldn't resist it, and knelt down!

"Dare to be presumptuous here, kill the old man, boy, you are dead!"

Before the person arrives, the sound comes first.

In the midst of the whistling wind, there was a sound like a muffled thunder between the heavens and the earth, and this sound rolled in, forming an invisible sound wave, scattering the clouds in the sky!

In the next second, the space shook, and a gloomy old man with a withered face suddenly appeared in Yang Yifan's sight.

This person's hair is gray, his face is like dead wood, wrinkles are all over, his eyes are miserable green, he looks like a ghost, and his body exudes a strong momentum, this momentum is like a wave, wave after wave swept out in all directions, some buildings on the ground seem to be unable to withstand this pressure, and some of them actually began to collapse directly!

This person is none other than the Third Elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Ancient Soul!

"You are the Third Elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect? Chiyansha is in your hands? ”

Yang Yifan felt the pressure from all directions, and those pressures seemed to tear his body apart, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't have any fear, and asked lightly.

"Red Flame Sand?"

Hearing these three words, Gu Soul's eyes narrowed, and then, he seemed to be aware of it, and directly fell on Xia Yunxing's body below: "It turned out to be you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the ancient soul waved his hand, and an extremely strong yin qi appeared, shuttling through the air like a match, and appeared in front of Xia Yunxing in the blink of an eye, clasping his neck and bringing him back to the ancient soul!

"Ho! Ho! ”

Xia Yunxing was choked by the throat, his face instantly turned red, like a pig's liver, and the horror in his eyes was even more intense to the point that he couldn't dissolve, and he kept struggling to say something.

"Click!"

But the ancient soul didn't give him any chance to speak at all, and his true anger swept away, and he directly twisted his neck stiffly!

"Smack!"

Xia Yunxing's body fell from the air and fell to the ground fiercely, dead without blinking his eyes.

The ancient soul's miserable green eyes stared at Yang Yifan coldly, his dry lips moved slightly, and a strong murderous intent appeared on his wrinkled old face!

"Next, you're the one who dies!"

(End of chapter)