Zhang Qingzhi moved.

The strength of the eighth step of the Sendai Realm completely exploded, and he wanted to abolish Yang Yifan with a slap.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Even like that teleportation, many martial artists hadn't reacted at all, Zhang Qingzhi's whole person had already reached twenty zhang in front of Yang Yifan, and the dangerous aura had already swept overwhelmed.

Swish.

Yang Yifan's feet were a little bit, and he also moved.

Not backwards.

Instead, he rushed towards Zhang Qingzhi.

It's so violent!

The onlookers stared at each other with wide eyes, their faces full of shock, they no longer knew whether to say that Yang Yifan was bold or didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he dared to fight back in the face of the powerhouse of the eighth step of the Sendai Realm, this was really crazy.

Zhang Qingzhi also fell into a rage in an instant, and Yang Yifan's actions were the biggest humiliation to him.

Rumble!

And in Yang Yifan's body, the spiritual power in his body was also running wildly, flowing rapidly along the exercise route outlined into wings, and a trace of Yin Demon Qi immediately rushed up from his shoulder bone.

Demon God's Wings!

He wanted to use the speed of the Demon God's Wings to catch Zhang Qingzhi off guard, and with his strength, he naturally couldn't hurt Zhang Qingzhi, but if he slapped that guy in the face, presumably that guy would be very happy.

Bang!

But at this moment, on the entire halfway up the mountainside, the spiritual power of heaven and earth surged rapidly, reaching the level visible to the naked eye in an instant, and then exploded, and the strong fluctuations pushed Yang Yifan and Zhang Qingzhi to retreat continuously.

It was the sect master Qi Luoyang who rushed over.

Behind him were the Great Elder and the others.

Damn it.

Zhang Qingzhi scolded in his heart, he was almost able to trample Yang Yifan's little beast under his feet, he raised his head and looked at Yang Yifan coldly, but his eyes almost didn't pop out.

Because Yang Yifan at this moment is full of regret.

That's right, it's the color of regret.

Even the onlookers saw it one by one, and they were all a little dumbfounded, and they couldn't think of what Yang Yifan was regretting at all?

Grass.

Zhang Qingzhi burst into a foul mouth, he had an urge to vomit blood, and his whole body was shaking with anger, he was just a little beast in the middle of the Divine Soul Realm, what was there to regret? Is it really that the strength of the eighth step of his Sendai Realm is an ornament?

In just two or three breaths, Qi Luoyang, the Great Elder and the others rushed over.

This?

When he saw Wang Xinrong's dead corpse at Yang Yifan's feet, even Qi Luoyang couldn't help but be stunned, this is a guy who has just become the Holy Son of the Star Picking Sect, and he has been killed now?

This is probably the shortest-lived Son.

A helpless wry smile flashed in his eyes, and he was also secretly troubled in his heart, if he killed it secretly, it would be nothing, but now that so many people are watching, he can't break the rules of the Star Picking Sect at will, there is no rule and no circle, otherwise the sect will be completely chaotic.

So strong?

And the eyes of the Great Elder and the others couldn't help but be slightly weak, Wang Xinrong can be a holy son, then he is definitely capable, the other Eight Peaks Divine Soul Realm martial artists have all been defeated, but now they are killed like this?

The most important thing is that Zhang Qingzhi is still on the side.

In other words, this new holy son was killed in seconds, otherwise, Zhang Qingzhi would definitely be able to save him.

Sure enough, it's a threat!

The Great Elder also sighed a little, from entering the Star Picking Sect to now, it has only been a few years, Yang Yifan has soared from the late stage of the Earth Extreme Realm to the middle stage of the Divine Soul Realm, and his combat power is still so against the sky, it is no wonder that Qi Luoyang will open the Holy Son Trial for Yang Yifan.

"However, although the strength is against the sky, but it is too intolerant, even the Holy Son dares to kill in public, hmph, it is difficult to become a big weapon. ”

He snorted coldly in his heart, Yang Yifan at this moment was already a corpse in his eyes.

Swish.

He turned his head slightly and nodded to a golden-robed elder beside him.

After two steps, the golden-robed elder immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Yang Yifan, you are so bold, you even dare to kill the Holy Son in public, is there any sect in your eyes? Are there any rules? If everyone is like you, what will my Star Picking Sect become?"

Finished!

The onlookers all knew very well that no one could save Yang Yifan, even the sect leader Qi Luoyang, if Yang Yifan was not pursued, everyone would not agree, if the sect could kill people at will, wouldn't each of them be in danger?

"Sect Master, no matter what the reason is, it was Yang Yifan who killed the Holy Son. ”

The Great Elder also took a step forward, "This is an unchangeable fact, what is the crime of openly beheading the Holy Son?"

This?

The golden-robed elder of the Law Enforcement Hall glanced at Qi Luoyang, hesitated for a moment, and still said: "According to the rules of the sect, killing the Holy Son is tantamount to provoking the majesty of the sect, and he needs to be executed on the spot, draw out the divine soul, and forever suppress the hellfire." ”

This is undoubtedly very cruel, the soul is not extinguished, there is no death, and being scorched by the fire of hell all the time is an extremely painful thing, it can be said that it is impossible to survive and die.

It's a pity!

Looking at the lively martial artists at the foot of the mountain, some neutral golden-robed elders sighed in their hearts, Yang Yifan's demons are well known, and his combat power is even more unparalleled, and even the geniuses from Zhongzhou were quickly defeated and killed.

But his temper is really too violent, and he kills people if he doesn't agree with him.

It doesn't matter if the others kill them, but that Wang Xinrong is the new Holy Son, and if he goes out, he will represent the Star Picking Sect, and the status is noble, and even some gold-robed elders can't be compared.

"Good. ”

The Great Elder nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at Yang Yifan again, the smug and happy look in the eyes of Zhang Qingzhi, who was standing on the side, did not hide it in the slightest, although he did not humiliate Yang Yifan severely, but he could see Yang Yifan being slapped to death on the spot, pulling out his soul, and suppressing it into the hellfire, it was also a very happy and refreshing thing.

Ay.

Qi Luoyang sighed in his heart, he was also very embarrassed.

At this time, the Great Elder turned around, suddenly looked at Qi Luoyang, and bowed, "Please also ask the sect master to rule and maintain the majesty of the sect." ”

Zhang Qingzhi and the others also took a step forward together, "I also ask the sect master to rule and maintain the majesty of the sect." ”

A loud voice rang out, echoing over the tenth peak.

"Are you finished?"

Suddenly, Yang Yifan's faint voice rang out.

Is it all said and done?

Great Elder, Zhang Qingzhi and the others immediately frowned slightly, how could this sound so wrong, giving them the feeling that Yang Yifan was not a little panicked, but still mocking.

It's so calm!

Only then did the others find that Yang Yifan's face didn't seem to have changed from the beginning, without the slightest hint of panic.

"Kill the Holy Son, and dare to stand safely, hum, take him down, and wait for the sect master to fall. ”

The Great Elder suddenly spoke, he didn't believe it, Yang Yifan could still escape today.

Zhang Qingzhi couldn't wait for this, and rushed towards Yang Yifan with one point.

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