Yang Fan really didn't expect that he would meet Moon Dance, White Dragon Soul, Jiang Feiyang and others here, these people tried to kill themselves, but they couldn't succeed.

Just when the group of genius disciples of the Feather Immortal Sect looked at Yang Fan with all kinds of playful eyes, the White Dragon Soul and Jiang Feiyang had already stepped out, Jiang Feiyang sneered, "Yang Fan, you little brute...... I didn't expect you to enter the small world of the Five Elements, but this is destined to be your burial place!"

"Yang Fan, this kid turned out to be Yang Fan, the disciple of the Qingyang Sect who defeated the Little Supreme Xiao Chen at the same level and killed the two imperial uncles of the Great Victory Empire in a row?"

Hearing Jiang Feiyang's words, everyone was shocked.

Even the man in white had a playful expression on his face, muttering, "Yang Fan..."

"Senior Brother Huang, that's right...... This kid is that Yang Fan...... However, he has been sentenced to the Immortal Dao, completely reduced to the Demon Dao, killing people like hemp, the crime is unforgivable, and even, several disciples of our Feather Immortal Sect, Song Qingyang and others were secretly killed by this son, this is simply a great rebellion, equivalent to a rebellion in the secular world, is it such a devil, it must be killed, in order to set an example, and raise the immortal power of my Feather Immortal Gate"

The White Dragon Soul said gloomily, looking at Yang Fan as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Kill the person of my Feather Immortal Sect?" The man in white had a gloomy face, "No one in this heaven and ten thousand realms has such courage, a small cultivator of the Qingyang Sect dares to risk the world's greatness, this is looking for death, kill him for me"

Yang Fan's face was cold, and he said with a gloomy face, "This is just a one-sided statement, who saw me kill the disciple of the Yuhua Immortal Sect?

The man in white looked at Yang Fan with a sneer and mockery, "Immortal Dao has something to do and something not to do, my Feather Immortal Gate represents the orthodoxy of Immortal Dao, say one is one, say two is two, black can also be said to be white, dead can also be said to be alive, say you are a demon, you are a demon, even if the demon I feather Xianmen said that he is the representative of the righteous path, he is the representative of the righteous path."

"You ....................." Yang Fan's face was extremely gloomy.

"This son is cunning and cunning, and he is scheming, so I will capture him and force out all the secrets" Jiang Feiyang's eyes flashed a treacherous light, revealing a sneer, and stepped out, the aura on his body became more and more terrifying, and a powerful killing move was brewing.

"Yang Fan, kneel down and repent, tell all your secrets, maybe there is a glimmer of hope for survival, if not, I will let you know what life is better than death. ”

Jiang Feiyang looked at Yang Fan coldly.

Yang Fan had a sneer on his face, Jiang Feiyang's eyes were cold, and he sneered at the moment, "Since you don't know how to lift, let's die completely." ”

"Fist of the Great Luo"

Jiang Feiyang let out a low snort, and his body rushed out in an instant.

One after another afterimages appeared around Yang Fan, with a total of ninety-nine eighty-one afterimages, and each afterimage blasted a punch towards Yang Fan.

The Fist of Da Luo.

On top of Jiang Feiyang's fist, it condensed into the light of Da Luo, and the light of Da Luo contained the true meaning of Da Luo, which was equivalent to ninety-nine Jiang Feiyang attacking Yang Fan at once.

Jiang Feiyang sneered, his eyes were cold, and he seemed to have seen that he could completely kill Yang Fan in the next moment.

"This is Da Luo's Fist, it is said to be an ancient thaumaturgy, which was created by an ancient saint in ancient times, and it can be practiced up to nine hundred and ninety-nine punches at the same time, and it is not bad that Jiang Feiyang can practice to ninety-nine punches at the same time, that kid is dead. ”

In the crowd, a disciple of the Feather Immortal Sect said loudly, looking at Yang Fan coldly, with a look of mockery and disdain, and the rest of the disciples also nodded, agreeing with this point of view very much, after all, the gap between the two sides is too big, like a chasm, and cannot be crossed.

"Hmph!" In the face of Jiang Feiyang's killing move, Yang Fan sneered, his eyes were cold, in the face of the attack of ninety-nine Jiang Feiyang, Yang Fan slowly stretched out his right hand, shuttled among the figures in the sky, and suddenly grabbed it, and a click came out, all Jiang Feiyang disappeared, leaving only one body, and Yang Fan grabbed Jiang Feiyang's fist.

This scene occurred instantly, seeing such a strange and wonderful thing happening, everyone's eyes widened, with an expression that was even more incredible than seeing a ghost, naturally, Jiang Feiyang was also like this, and he couldn't believe it was true at all.

You must know that Jiang Feiyang is a strong man in the martial arts realm, while Yang Fan is just a martial artist realm cultivator.

Just as Jiang Feiyang was about to attack Yang Fan one step further, Yang Fan had already taken the first step.

His movements were very simple and violent, he kicked out directly, kicked Jiang Feiyang's abdomen, Jiang Feiyang's entire body was kicked out, and then fell heavily to the ground, trying to get up, but couldn't do it at all.

Moreover, Jiang Feiyang quickly discovered the condition of his body, revealing an extremely frightened expression, looking at Yang Fan with extremely resentful eyes, and roared, "Little beast...... You actually ruined my dantian?...... I won't let you go. ”

"Hmph" Yang Fan didn't bother to answer Jiang Feiyang's resentful voice, and snorted coldly.

He has now refined three Dao marks and devoured the power of the three martial arts realm powerhouses, although Yang Fan's cultivation has not broken through, his real combat power is already comparable to that of the martial arts realm powerhouses.

"One move...... Abolish?" At this time, everyone in the Feather Immortal Sect had expressions of disbelief, and they all glanced at each other, and they all saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Jiang Feiyang is a strong man in the realm of martial arts, not a pig, and he was abolished by a move!

This was so shocking that even the man in white narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Little brute, you dare to abolish my dantian, don't share the hatred of the sky, don't share the hatred of the sky, just wait for the revenge of our Jiang family, you are dead, not only you, but your family will be completely destroyed, you will be cut by a thousand knives, ah.................."

Jiang Feiyang stared at Yang Fan with a pair of eyes, revealing endless hatred, as if he wanted to cramp and skin Yang Fan, but he was now a wasted person, just screaming in vain.

"There's something wrong with this kid," said the White Dragon Soul's face was extremely gloomy.

"Capture him and force out all the secrets completely" The man in white said coldly.

"Yes, Senior Brother Huang"

The White Dragon Soul responded, and then walked towards Yang Fan step by step, his eyes contained Sen Ran's murderous intent, and said coldly, "Yang Fan, you heinous devil, you have hurt innocent people many times, it is really intolerable in heaven, if you are not killed, I don't know how many people in this world will suffer from you, today my White Dragon Soul will do the right thing for the sky, except for you, this scourge."

The White Dragon Soul didn't exude much powerful aura, but the more it was so, the more terrifying it felt.

This person is likely to be at the peak of the first turn of the martial arts realm, or even the early stage of the second turn of the martial arts realm, and he was born in the first immortal sect of the Feather Immortal Gate, the first immortal sect in Kyushu,...... It's not something Jiang Feiyang can compete with at all.

"Stepping on ......"

As the white dragon soul stepped forward, the earth moved in a special rhythm, and it seemed that the footsteps of the white dragon soul were in line with the veins of the earth.

"Palm of the Earth!"

The White Dragon Soul made a cold and ruthless move, flipped his right hand, and pressed directly down towards Yang Fan.

A big earthy yellow hand instantly condensed, enveloping Yang Fan and slapping it with one palm.