At this time, there was silence in the inn.

The voice came directly from a distance with the true element, like a sharp sword hitting the hearts of many monks.

The monks with low cultivation in the inn all had a chill down their backs, and the Hydra's face also changed drastically, they didn't expect the Ye family's revenge to come so quickly.

The true yuan is condensed into a line, just like the ancient thousand-mile sound, and this kind of means is by no means something that ordinary people can create.

What's more, the thickness of the true yuan was beyond the reach of many monks present.

"Transform into a god!

The hydra looked frightened and said in a low voice: "Xiao Rong, call Brother Fang quickly, otherwise it will be too late!"

Although Fang Zilin may be about to brew his might and wait for a peerless battle with Ye Gujian, Hydra still can't help but order Zeng Rong, which shows Zeng Rong's status in his heart.

It is true that Zhang Fan killed the person, but Hydra believes that the other party will never let go of Zeng Rong and himself easily.

As soon as his words fell, he heard Zhang Fan's voice on the side stopping:

"It's okay, the gods can't help me. ”

The hydra was stunned when he heard this, and he was angry and helpless: "Little brother, that's a god, it's more than 108,000 miles different from Ye Tianhong's golden pill, and the Ye family enters the Tao with a sword, and the person who comes must be a god sword cultivator, even if it is at the same level, it is difficult to compete." ”

Hydra said, and suddenly found that Zeng Rong was still the old god and toasted to Zhang Fan.

"Uncle Nine, calm, calm. ”

Zeng Rong said with a familiar face: "Brother Fang is a young sword venerable, what is it to turn into a god." ”

Hydra glanced at Zeng Rong in a daze, and then at Zhang Fan, and was stunned.

"Uncle Jiu, if you don't pay attention to the outside world, you may not know, Brother Fang is a real kendo genius, just two days ago, Brother Fang defeated Xi Jiangyue, the first god master of Jin Sankou, with one sword, and became famous in one battle!"

Zeng Rong talked eloquently, and then gave Zhang Fan a glass of wine and said with a smile: "It's just that I didn't expect Brother Fang's strength to be so strong, he didn't have any frame at all, and being able to get to know Brother Fang is really a blessing that Xiao Zeng cultivated in his previous life......"

Half a catty and two pots went down, and Zeng Rong talked more and more.

The more the hydra listened, the more stunned he became, and the whole person was stunned.

Defeat Xijiangyue with a sword?

He knows that Xi Jiangyue is a strong man who is consummated by the gods, and he is famous in Jin Sankou.

"No wonder, no wonder he gave me a feeling like a master, it turned out to be such a bewitching young man Tianjiao......"

Hydra was thinking when a whistling wind poured in from outside the inn.

A middle-aged man in a green robe and a long robe was already standing in front of the inn, the man's eyes coldly swept over the many monks in the inn, and finally his gaze fell on the table of Zhang Fan and the three of them, a headless corpse was still kneeling in front of them, his pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes looked at Zhang Fan, and said with coldness: "It seems that the three of you are the murderers of the old man Ye family?"

Ye Wusheng is a master in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, and when the voice fell, his breath had already been raised, and he could do it at any time. Seeing this, although the surrounding monks had the heart to see the excitement, they were also afraid of being injured by mistake, so they moved back one after another, and then immediately raised the true yuan to be on guard at any time.

Zhang Fan glanced at Ye Wusheng, drank the turbid wine in the cup, and didn't bother to look at him and said: "I killed the person, the head is over there, you can recognize it yourself if it is your Ye family." "The Ye family's plot against Nanfan Sect is already the way to death in his opinion, but he didn't plan to make a direct move, but wanted to go to Nanfan Sect to see how Fang Zilin has grown in the past three years.

As soon as He Xiaochun, who followed Ye Wusheng to the door, entered the door, the moment he saw Zhang Fan, his face changed wildly, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Then you will die!"

After listening to Zhang Fan's words, Ye Wusheng's anger rushed straight to the heavenly spirit, and he shouted, and the true yuan of his body exploded directly from his body like a sloping waterfall.

"Sword Qi is rampant! Terrifying! Defend quickly!"

The surrounding monks were swept away by a fierce aura.

He Xiaochun was overwhelmed, although Ye Wusheng was a strong god, and his sword path was almost comparable to the realm of human and sword integration, but who was the young man in front of him? Just two days ago, he had witnessed a shocking battle, and the protagonist was the harmless young man in front of him.

Even Xi Jiangyue, who is consummated into a god, can't take his three swords, you are a bird if you are a Ye Wu in the early stage of the transformation of the god!

"Elder Ye, stop!"

He Xiaochun trembled and shouted: "He is Fang Wuji!"

But Ye Wusheng's sword qi has come out, how can he understand who he is? Not to mention that he has never heard of Fang Wuji's name, how strong can such a young boy be in his opinion?

The only peerless demon Zhang Fan has disappeared for three years, is it possible that he can still meet him?

As soon as his mind moved, Ye Wusheng's eyes opened and closed suddenly, and his sword qi suddenly shot out.

The two sword qi condensed into white rays and went straight to Zhang Fan's throat.

'Chang Dang!'

With a muffled sound, a wine glass flew out of thin air, colliding with the sword qi in midair.

Under the blow, although Ye Wusheng did not find out Zhang Fan's strength, he estimated that it was also Yuanying's consummation, and I have to say that he guessed very accurately.

"It turned out that there were two hits, no wonder I dared to be so arrogant. ”

Ye Wusheng said as he opened his five fingers: "The sword is coming!"

Suddenly, the long sword that fell next to Ye Tianhong's corpse flew into his hand like a spirit, the sword entered the palm of his hand, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and his clothes were torn by the violent sword qi, revealing a deep skin like jasper.

"This is the Nanshan Gu Witch Body!" Some of the monks present had sharp eyes and immediately recognized it.

The Nanshan Gu Witch Body is very famous in the southwest area, and if you want to refine this kind of physique, you have to soak in Gu poison since you were a child, and suffer from Gu poison devouring your body, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can endure.

Once Dacheng, the Gu poison enters the body, whether it is the internal strength or the true element, it contains the poison of ten thousand Gu, which is very terrifying.

"If you can take me with a sword and not die, why not let the old man let you go!"

Ye Wusheng naturally heard the man's frightened voice, and said with a hint of arrogance at the moment, saying with his mouth open, but there was no stagnation in his hands.

Ye Wusheng slashed across the air and attacked in an instant.

The sword light originally bloomed with white light, and it was instantly covered by the emerald poison element, like a highly venomous cobra swooping out of the sword. In mid-air, a turquoise aurora as big as two fists was directly pulled out, and a long scream exploded at the same time, rushing straight at Zhang Fan with a lore momentum.

"What a terrible poisonous sword qi!"

Countless monks who saw this sword changed color at the same time, and those who knew the goods were even more churning in their hearts, the power of this sword alone was enough to rank among the best in the early stage of transforming into a god.

"Cultivating the poison body is such a side-by-side way, you are also worthy of using a sword?" Zhang Fan's eyes were full of disdain.

I saw him raise his hand and shake it above the void, as if holding the wind, and a fierce and incomparable sword qi slashed out from his fingertips.

The sword qi came out, bringing out a sound like thunder and rolling, and then under countless pairs of shocked eyes, it directly cut open the void and engulfed the emerald green sword light, and then flashed by.

'Boom'.

The long sword in Ye Wusheng's hand fell to the ground, and then his head also rolled down, falling directly to He Xiaochun's feet, dripping with blood.

There was a dead silence in the inn!

Many monks fell into the ice cellar!

Dumbfounded, horrified.

"Tell the Ye family, if you dare to provoke me again, I don't mind slaughtering him!"

One finger of sword qi slashes the gods!

It is like a sword immortal descending into the world.

(End of chapter)