"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Yang Yifan's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

The majestic power made him can't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, even if the beast blood boiled, even if there was true qi covering his chest, forming a defense, but he forcibly carried the old man's angry palm, which still caused Yang Yifan's internal organs to suffer a lot of injuries.

In particular, the rich yin qi contained in this palm is like a maggot on the tarsal bone corroding his true qi, if it weren't for his strong true qi, I'm afraid these yin qi would have corroded his flesh long ago.

But after this blow, the expression on Yang Yifan's face did not change, not only that, but a rich sneer appeared in his red eyes, and he flew upside down while staring at the black-robed old man, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

"Huh?"

The black-robed old man's face was gloomy as water, he stared at Yang Yifan, he didn't understand why Yang Yifan had such eyes, but in the next second, when he saw clearly the trajectory of Yang Yifan flying upside down now, his complexion changed suddenly!

"This kid, with the power of my palm, flew faster to the altar!"

Thinking about this, the black-robed old man suddenly felt that he had been tricked, and while he was furious, a chill rose in his heart at the same time.

Bold but cautious, murderous but calm!

If this kind of person is not eliminated, it will be a great scourge in the future!

"Huh!"

Just when the old man in the black robe was surging in his heart, Yang Yifan had already come to the side of the altar, he waved his wings, and came to the blood vine like a phantom, and then grabbed it!

"Flutter!"

As a treasure of heaven and earth, the blood vine is no worse than steel, but when it was pulled by Yang Yifan, it was directly uprooted, as if there was no resistance.

"Got it!"

When the blood vine arrived, a touch of joy appeared on Yang Yifan's hideous face at this moment, and then, without any hesitation, he directly put it into the space of the Imperial Soul Sword Totem!

"This person actually has a space magic weapon!"

Seeing this scene, the greedy color in the eyes of the black-robed old man who was frantically rushing towards Yang Yifan flashed, and the idea of killing Yang Yifan in his heart became even stronger, and then he saw him wave his hand and send out a torrent of yin qi that was powerful and even, and rushed towards Yang Yifan frantically!

"Boy! Take your life! ”

"Huh!" Yang Yifan sneered, he turned around and looked at the black-robed old man who was rushing towards him like a cannonball, but there was no trace of panic on his face, he did not advance but retreated, his figure flashed, and appeared directly above the blood-red crystal coffin!

In the next second, the Imperial Soul Divine Sword was raised high, and the majestic and endless heaven and earth aura was surging like a tide, and at this moment, the Imperial Soul Divine Sword flashed with a rich light around it, and it was slashed down with a bang!

The black-robed old man's face changed wildly, and he blurted out with a deafening roar: "Stop!" Don't you dare!! ”

"Why don't you dare?!"

Yang Yifan snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand did not stop at all, and slashed down!

"Boom!"

A loud bang came out as if the sky had collapsed, and the Imperial Soul Divine Sword slammed into the blood-colored crystal coffin, and in an instant, it seemed that endless ripples of true qi instantly spread out from the place where the two struck, and wherever they went, those weak Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks didn't have time to react at all, and directly turned into flying ashes!

"Click!"

In the next second, the blood-red crystal coffin suddenly made a sound like glass breaking, and then there were cracks like spider webs, and under that crack, Yang Yifan suddenly found that the one who existed in the crystal coffin was actually a woman!

The woman's eyes were closed, and there was a complicated and weird pattern on her face, and this pattern seemed to contain endless magic power, just by looking at it, Yang Yifan actually had a feeling that his soul was being sucked in!

And the most terrifying thing, because the crack is limited, Yang Yifan didn't see all the woman's face at this time, that is to say, just this incomplete pattern made Yang Yifan almost lose his mind, if it was a complete pattern, wouldn't it be ......

At this moment, a chill suddenly rose from behind Yang Yifan's spine and rushed straight towards the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The appearance of this chill directly interrupted Yang Yifan's thoughts, he raised his eyes and looked around, and his complexion immediately changed!

Lose your marbles!

Everybody is crazy!

Just because of his sword, all the Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivators, including the black-robed old man, fell into madness, their faces were full of hideousness, and they rushed towards Yang Yifan like crazy, with extremely resentful expressions, as if they were hideous ghosts!

Especially some of the weak Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivators, at this moment, they were like fanatical believers whose faith had been tarnished, and they did not hesitate to burn their essence blood in order to come quickly!

"I am Nima's! Don't you want to fight like this! ”

Seeing this terrifying scene, Rao is Yang Yifan couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle, he couldn't help but burst out a foul word, and before he had time to charge again, the Soul Imperial Sword aimed at the spider web crack on the blood-colored crystal coffin, and stabbed it again!

He's going to kill the woman in the coffin!

According to the trajectory of this sword, once it is successfully stabbed, it must be the center of the woman's eyebrows, if this woman is alive, then this sword, let her die, if this woman is dead, then this sword, let her die can not die again!

I don't know why, Yang Yifan has a feeling in the dark that if he doesn't do this, he will definitely regret it in the future!

It's as if ...... This woman will surely become his enemy in the future, and the most intractable enemy!

"Ah!!!h

Seeing this scene, all the Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks let out a heart-rending roar in unison, and at this moment, they all went crazy! The already insane speed is a little faster! The distance between him and Yang Yifan is only a hundred meters!

"Ding!"

And at this moment, Yang Yifan's sword had already stabbed, and immediately after, a light roar of gold and iron striking suddenly sounded!

Didn't kill?!

Yang Yifan was shocked to find that his sword couldn't be pierced, as if it had stabbed the hardest dark iron in heaven and earth, and he couldn't kill it!

"No, we have to go!"

At the moment of crisis, Yang Yifan couldn't stab the second sword at all, his eyes narrowed slightly, he missed a blow, and decisively withdrew the sword, and then, the whole person was like a streamer, and instantly swept to the side!

"Ghost General! Kurosawa python, receive! ”

In the midst of galloping, Yang Yifan let out a mental transmission, and as his words fell, he saw two streamers quickly rushing towards him, one entered the Soul Divine Sword in his hand and disappeared, while the other was entrenched on his wrist, forming a bracelet-like existence.

Walk!

At this moment, Yang Yifan was extremely decisive, since the blood vine had arrived, if he didn't leave at this time, let alone when!

(End of chapter)