This aura was very terrifying, even if it was as strong as Yang Fan, he also felt the feeling of oppression from the soul, and the strength of the person who came was obviously far superior to Yang Fan.

"Who?" Yang Fan drank vigorously, using the Heaven Devouring Divine Skill to resist the terrifying coercion, his eyes swept around, and two powerful rays shot out of his eyes.

The good ones don't come, the ones who come are not good, since this person is so aimed at himself, he obviously has a killing intent towards himself.

He turned his head to look at Zifeng not far away, guessing that it might be this person's ancestor.

Of course, it is also possible that someone else wants to take the opportunity to disturb this troubled waters.

"Young people's cultivation is extraordinary, but some things are too much, too rigid and easy to break, countless young generations have a brilliant and brilliant future, but unfortunately, because of some things, they eventually fell and could not grow up, so throughout the ages, the geniuses in the long river of history have been endless, but how many people can really grow up?"

A voice full of majesty came out, revealing a sense of murderous intent, but no one appeared.

This is definitely a powerful existence, many people show shocked faces, some people deliberately target this son, maybe there will be waves, maybe there will be a big war here.

Yang Fan frowned, he searched for this person with all his might, but he didn't find it, could it be that his strength was not enough, or was this person's concealment method too strong?

"Something is wrong, he is not here, his body is still far away, he is just a thousand miles away, trying to drag me down! Fooled!" Yang Fan himself is a smart person, but now that he has figured this out, his face suddenly changed, and he was about to flee into the distance, but at this time it was already a step too late.

A middle-aged Taoist flew in from a distance and landed.

The middle-aged Taoist with a national face, thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, was very majestic, wearing a purple Taoist robe, and at first glance he was the predecessor of the Ziyang Sect.

"Uncle Seventeen!" Zi Feng shouted wailing when he saw the middle-aged Taoist.

"It's him, the seventeenth brother of the Sect Master of the Ziyang Sect, the true person of the Ziyang Sect!"

"There's a good show to watch now, Ziyang Zhenren has always been the most protective of calves, and his cultivation is even more unfathomable, this son may be unlucky!"

Many people recognized the identity of this middle-aged Taoist and discussed it.

Ziyang Dao people have a fairy wind on their bodies, they are obviously very famous, and their cultivation is even more unfathomable, but now when they see their nephew become like this, their faces are quite ugly.

This is a very terrifying existence, and it can be seen from the previous Qianli Transmission that it can be called a peerless horror, and it is not something that the younger generation can contend with.

Ziyang Zhenren glanced at Zifeng, and scolded coldly, "Something that is not angry, you know what is wrong all day long, and now you are in trouble, maybe this is your end, as I said before, young people acting arrogantly will always bring bad consequences, after understanding the matter here, you go back to the Ziyang Cave Mansion of Ziyang Sect and think about it!"

Everyone exploded, Ziyang Cave Mansion is not a good place, only the children of the clansmen who have made a big mistake or been assigned will come there, if they can understand, they can come out, otherwise they may have to stay in it for the rest of their lives.

The rules of the Ziyang Sect have always been very strict, so the young juniors of this sect have been extremely hardworking, hardworking, low-key, and only thinking about growing up, but there is an outlier like Zifeng, and now they have ended up like this.

"Uncle, I, Zifeng, am ashamed of the cultivation of my father, uncle, and elders, and voluntarily go to the Ziyang Cave Mansion to face the wall, but this person insults my Ziyang Sect, and I hope that my uncle will kill him!

Zi Feng glanced at Yang Fan with a look of resentment, and said with hatred.

Yang Fan licked his lips and looked at the pair of uncles and nephews with cold eyes, Ziyang Zhenren was quite terrifying, and he had a killing intent against him, he didn't hide it, maybe there would be a bitter battle.

Ziyang Zhenren looked at Yang Fan coldly, and said, "There are not many people in the younger generation who can defeat Zifeng, come to think of it, you are the young Yang Fan who caused a sensation in the Holy City, right?"

"What? Is he? Yang Fan, the king of the Little Stone, crossed the Thunder Tribulation in the Holy City, channeled the power of the Thunder Tribulation, and killed many strong people of the forces, and was searched for and hunted down by the major forces all over the world, and now he actually appeared in the Southern Regions, so calculating, in the Southern Regions, it is difficult for the power of the rest of the forces to insert! This is indeed a good place to hide from the enemy!"

"Legend has it that this kid took Liu Jianfeng's corpse away, and Liu Jianfeng seems to have comprehended the Great Creation Technique, could it be that this kid has also cultivated the Great Creation Technique? Or did he get the inheritance of the Great Creation Technique from Liu Jianfeng's corpse?"

All of a sudden, the whole area exploded.

Countless fierce, scorching, and murderous eyes looked at Yang Fan.

The Great Creation Technique is too involved, and now the clue is on Yang Fan, which is enough for any force to have murderous intent towards him.

"Oops!" Yang Fan's face also changed, once his identity was revealed, it could be said that he would become the enemy of the whole people, too many people wanted to get the Great Creation Technique, and he was the only goal, no matter whether he had the inheritance of the Great Creation Technique on his body, the major forces would not let him go, and naturally including these forces in the Southern Regions.

Yang Fan finally knew why Ziyang Zhenren had a killing intent towards him, and more of the reason may be due to the attraction and temptation brought by the Great Creation Technique.

Yang Fan licked his lips and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, Yang Fan, I've heard of it too, but it's a pity it's not me, Ziyang Zhenren, I heard that you are a powerhouse of the Seven Heavens of the King, today I was thinking about how powerful a peerless powerhouse of your level is!"

"I really count me as a strong man in the Mesozoic Generation, and you are a junior, if you really want to fight, I will not win, three moves, you can use any means, any magic weapon, within three moves, if you can withstand my attack, I will let you live!"

Ziyang Zhenren said out loud.

said so righteously and awe-inspiringly, as if he was a gentleman in the open, but what about the mainland? The seventh turn of the king realm is a qualitative and quantitative leap in the king realm, even if it is a strong man at the peak of the sixth turn of the king realm, he will be killed by a strong man of this level within three moves, and now how big is Yang Fan's cultivation?

The King Realm is only a triple heaven.

What if the real combat power is comparable to the five heavens of the King Realm?

Facing the powerhouse of the Seven Heavens of the King Realm, he is still like an ant facing a giant dragon, and the gap is too big.

Yang Fan licked his lips and went all out to meet this person's attack.

"Boy, I'm going to make my first move!" Ziyang Zhenren snorted coldly, stepped out, and turned into a purple lightning bolt to kill.

He slashed towards Yang Fan with one palm, that palm didn't seem to have much power, but really speaking, it could split the sacred mountain and break the rivers and seas, which was extremely terrifying, and this person's body had tens of thousands, or even more law power, Yang Fan compared with it, it was too far behind, the real strength of the collision, only one palm, Ziyang Zhenren was able to completely kill Yang Fan.

However, Yang Fan also has a treasure ready on his body, he burned off three holy flints, and the energy released was infused into the left arm of the god, the left arm of the god loomed, and the power was triggered by a Lou, Yang Fan stepped on the sky, stepped forward, and killed it with a punch.

Disheveled!

The two sides suddenly collided with each other, and a powerful force shook out, sweeping in all directions, and Yang Fan was shocked and retreated.

"What magic weapon? can actually resist my blow?" Ziyang Zhenren's face sank in vain, and he killed again, the second punch he still hadn't used any powerful Dao magic powers, obviously very confident in himself, but the second punch was four or five times stronger than the first punch, obviously this person's first punch hid too much strength.

But this is also normal, it is just a junior to deal with, if you really go all out, you will be criticized.

"Kill!"

Yang Fan roared and continued to rush up, the left arm of the god was mighty, and he moved with one punch, and the second punch was fired against Ziyang Zhenren, and a loud bang came out, and Yang Fan was blasted out again.

Poof.

This time, Yang Fan spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

And Ziyang Zhenren's face was even more ugly, this son actually resisted his two punches, which made him feel a little embarrassed, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, the third punch had already brewed, this time he used his magical powers, the fist was shining, and the purple qi was boiling, as if he was going to devour the heavens and the earth, and killed Ziyang Zhenren.

"Peng!"

The two sides collided together again, this time it was even more terrifying, the endless purple light flooded the heavens and the earth, and a trace of purple light that escaped actually shattered the mountains in the distance, which showed the terrifying power of this blow, countless powerful cultivators retreated in horror, obviously afraid of being swept away by this blow.

And Yang Fan's face in the center of the war was even more pale, and the terrifying purple light was drowned, even the left arm of the god could not resist it, after all, no matter how powerful the left arm of the god was, but it was sealed, and the power was not obvious, the purple light was about to swallow Yang Fan, and at the moment of life and death crisis, in Yang Fan's dantian, the Lich Jade Fu trembled suddenly, turning into a black hole, which seemed to be connected to the mysterious dark space in the deepest part of the Lich Jade Fu again, swallowing all the purple light.

But Rao was like this, Yang Fan was also shocked and flew out, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his body was almost shattered, he shouted loudly, "The strength of the Seven Turns of the King Realm is really strong, if the kid breaks through to this realm in the future, he will definitely find Ziyang Zhenren to fight again!"

His body exploded in vain, burning his life, and he cast the Void Disintegration Dafa and escaped.