Swish.

With a sweep of his cold gaze, Yang Yifan immediately saw it.

Elder Dan was wounded, and the boy lay unconscious in a pool of blood.

The most miserable thing was the Flame Chasing Wind, lying in the pit of dirt that had been smashed out, and I don't know how many bones had been broken, and many of the bones were even pierced through the skin and exposed.

With a click, his right hand instantly grabbed the Blood Shadow Spear, and the bloody aura on Yang Yifan's body swept out like a storm, and the cold killing machine was even naked/naked, without the slightest concealment.

This?

Wang Xinrong's eyes immediately widened a little, and a flash of horror flashed, the bloody aura and murderous intent were too strong, making him feel that the person standing in front of him was no longer a person, but a brutal beast that came out of the Nine Shadows Abyss, and it seemed that the next moment it would pounce and completely tear him to pieces.

He wants to kill!

Although Yang Yifan didn't say a word, not only Wang Xinrong understood it, but even those Star Picking Sect martial artists at the foot of the mountain also felt it.

"Yang Yifan, I am now the Holy Son of the Star Picking Sect, if you dare to make a move on me, it will be the following offense, understand?"

Wang Xinrong snorted, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but be raised.

Zhang Qingzhi in the back was full of sneers, his hands clasped around his chest, seeing Yang Yifan's angry look, he felt very happy, and the grievances he had received for so long were instantly swept away.

It's a pity!

Many martial artists sighed in their hearts, if Yang Yifan came back earlier and took the position of the Holy Son, how could such a thing happen.

"Holy Son, is it remarkable?"

A faint voice rang out.

Before the end of the battle, Yang Yifan generally didn't like to talk nonsense, but once he spoke, it proved that his anger had reached an extreme.

What does this mean?

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, their eyes stared at Yang Yifan, the Holy Son is indeed amazing, that is the future heir of the sect.

"Today, let alone the Holy Son, even if it is the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, he will kill it according to it. ”

The sound sounded, like rolling thunder, echoing in the air.

At this moment, Yang Yifan moved, with a little foot, and rushed straight to Wang Xinrong.

Let's do it!

He really did it to the Holy Son!

At this moment, the warriors at the foot of the mountain even held their breath, although they knew that Yang Yifan had always been crazy and decisive, and once he provoked him, he would kill people directly, but Wang Xinrong was now the holy son of the Star Picking Sect, and his status was noble.

"You... ”

Wang Xinrong was also furious.

As soon as his hand was raised, the long sword waved, the cold light splashed, and the incomparable sword qi instantly gushed out, condensing into a giant sword, the void kept vibrating, and the air was directly shattered by the impact with the pervasive Nine Yin Wind.

can defeat other Divine Soul Realm martial artists to win the position of the Holy Son, Wang Xinrong naturally has the ability.

Hurricane sword intent touched.

Blessing of sword intent!

His whole person seemed to disappear, leaving only a long sword standing there, and the fierce aura swept through everything around him like a hurricane, and sword marks appeared on the ground and on the mountain wall behind him.

It's so strong!

The faces of the other martial artists also became solemn, and as soon as Wang Xinrong made a move, the dangerous aura was like a monstrous wave, coming from the mountains and seas, pressing them out of breath.

"Bold. ”

Zhang Qingzhi's history was heard, but his movements were a beat slower.

It's intentional.

If Yang Yifan stopped him as soon as he moved, then how could Yang Yifan be charged with attacking the Holy Son?

At this moment, he suddenly liked Yang Yifan's madness, and changed to someone else, would he dare to do it in this situation?

"A sword god mountain is broken, slashed. ”

The long sword in Wang Xinrong's hand slashed down suddenly, and the vast power exploded in an instant, and a blurry picture emerged from the void, and a sword light could be faintly seen, cutting off the ancient divine mountain that stood between heaven and earth, and the years were indelible.

It is a swordsmanship that surpasses the heaven-level martial arts!

Almost at the same time, a layer of earthy yellow fluorescence appeared on Wang Xinrong's body, which instantly condensed into armor, and even a heart guard burst out of fluorescence from his chest.

The audience was silent, and many martial artists realized that it was no accident that Wang Xinrong was able to win the position of the Holy Son, but that he had real strength, and he was afraid that few martial artists of the Divine Soul Realm could block this sword.

Boom!

At this moment, the crackling sound suddenly sounded.

The ground around Yang Yifan shattered together, and the dust swept up from the sky.

A huge fist roared.

After entering the middle stage of the Divine Soul Realm, his strength undoubtedly increased a lot, and the five-fold increase exploded, and the violent power was even a little unbearable for his body, and the skin on the back of his hand was cracked.

With Zhang Qingzhi by his side, he only had one chance to do it.

At this moment, the heartbeats of the warriors at the foot of the mountain seemed to have disappeared, and their eyes were as wide as bull's eyes, staring at the halfway point of the mountain without blinking, lest they miss the slightest detail.

It's getting closer!

The long sword pierced the air, and the heavy fist roared.

The crazy spiritual power collapsed, and Yang Yifan's fist came like a bamboo.

The tip of the sword stabbed.

But in Wang Xinrong's frightened eyes, his law-level long sword actually cracked, and then shattered inch by inch.

The heart shield burst out with a strong force, but it was still useless, it was directly shattered, and although a layer of earthy yellow fluorescence blocked a lot of power, it was still pierced by Yang Yifan's fist.

With a snap, Yang Yifan's open five fingers grabbed Wang Xinrong's neck, and then suddenly lifted it to the side.

Zhang Qingzhi, who was attacking, changed his face, and quickly stopped, and under the backlash of power, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Wang Xinrong, who had exhausted all his means, was defeated by one punch?

The onlookers all seemed to be petrified, staring at Yang Yifan so sluggishly.

"I am the Son, kill me, and you will die. ”

Wang Xinrong's voice trembled a little, he really tried his best, but he still couldn't block a punch, how could he not be afraid?

"I said, even if you are the king of heaven, you will not be killed. ”

Yang Yifan's five fingers were clenched, and he only heard a click, and Wang Xinrong's neck was directly pinched and exploded by Yang Yifan's violent force, and blood mixed with bone fragments splashed out.

The expression on Wang Xinrong's face froze, but his eyes were still wide, and he didn't bat at a glance, he was killed a few hours after sitting on the throne of the Holy Son, and he estimated that he was the shortest one among the Holy Sons.

Kill!

In front of so many people, he really killed Wang Xinrong, who had just become the Holy Son of the Star Picking Sect!

And this place immediately fell into a deathly silence, everyone saw what it means to be really ruthless and desperate madness, they all felt that people like Yang Yifan really can't be provoked, it's crazy, no matter what your identity is, as long as you provoke, it will be killed directly.

Okay, there's a kind of, I like it!

Zhang Qingzhi couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart, although it was a pity that Wang Xinrong died, but Yang Yifan's charge of killing the Holy Son in public could not escape, according to the rules of the sect, it was to be executed on the spot, and the soul was eternal, even if Qi Luoyang wanted to cover it, it was impossible.

"If you dare to kill the Holy Son, you will not be spared. ”

Zhang Qingzhi rushed towards Yang Yifan.

took Yang Yifan, then stepped on it, humiliated it and handed it over to the people from the Law Enforcement Hall who rushed over.

Zhang Qingzhi's plan was perfect.

Although it was only a few breaths away, he still couldn't wait.

Sorry for the late Chapter 5 update!

Because there are really too many things in the past two days, the updates are a bit messed up.

But there will be no less five more that have been said, and it will be updated on time as much as possible tomorrow!

Thank you all for your support!

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