Chapter 717: The Might of the Little Bastard

"Where is Yan Qingtian!" However, at this moment, a voice vibrated from the void, and then the voice continued: "Hand over Nie Feng, spare your Yan family's people from not dying, otherwise, today is the day the Yan family disappears from the Demon Suppression City!"

The sound shook the void, setting off a storm, as if it spread for thousands of miles, and soon many people began to gather towards the Yan family, pulling more and more, and soon after, I saw two dragons in the void coming from the sky, and it was the Hongwu Realm demon beast, the blue-winged demon dragon pulling the dragon chariot. There were four white elders standing around the dragon, who were obviously the eight old people of the two families.

As for the two dragons, there is no doubt that the ancestors of the two families are sitting upright, so it can be seen that the formation is huge.

At this time, among the Yan family, one figure after another stepped forward, and even the powerhouses of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm began to volley into the air, Yan Ruoli and Yan Wuregret also took off into the air, and then only heard Yan Wuregret speak: "My Yan family is one of the four major families in the Demon Suppression City, and it is not your turn to be presumptuous!"

"Get out!" However, at this moment, I saw one of the elders of the four major clans of the Tong family, an old man in white clothes, suddenly waved his big hand, and a terrifying storm of destruction swept towards Yan Wuregret.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wuregret's expression turned pale, even if the powerhouse of the Heavenly Phenomena Realm waved his hand casually, the power he brought up was not something that he Yan Wuregret could contend with.

"Bold, it's not your turn to come and spread wild!" An elder of the Yan family's Heavenly Phenomena Realm immediately stood in front of Yan Wuregret's body and blasted out with a palm, however, before the palm print arrived, it was drowned out by the storm of destruction that struck.

"I can't help myself!" the old man snorted coldly, and then waved his right hand again, and in an instant, a storm of destruction blew in the void, sweeping towards the other party.

"You came to my Yan family so unscrupulously to make trouble, you obviously didn't take my Yan family in your eyes, and Yan had to sacrifice your life to accompany you!" However, at this moment, I saw Yan Qingtian coming from the sky, and in an instant, a wave of stars and celestial phenomena condensed in the void, and they bombarded and killed the old man of the clan.

......The two attacks collided, and in an instant, a terrible storm rolled up in the void, causing everyone to retreat.

Someone was shocked: "It seems that today's Tong and Li families are determined to let the Yan family hand over Nie Feng, I'm afraid that Nie Feng is more auspicious today, but Nie Feng is too arrogant!"

"Extinguish!"

Then, the old man of the clan waved his right hand again, and the big palm appeared in Ningxian, and directly killed Yan Qingtian Town, this palm print can be said to have used the eight-layer skill of the old man, so that there was a silver lightning explosion in the void, and the power of destruction was like a light curtain, enveloping the scope of getting bigger and bigger, only in an instant, the entire Yan family was enveloped in it.

"Retreat!" Yan Qingtian shouted.

There are eight clan elders on the other side, and any one of them's cultivation is in the realm of the triple realm of celestial phenomena, and it is not that they can resist it at all.

After the words fell, Yan Qingtian's whole body suddenly burst out with a terrifying torrent of destruction, and then, I saw him holding his hands together, like a big hug, and in an instant, he protected Yan Wuxian and the others in his arms, and he had received a palm print from the old man of the clan alone.

"Hmph, Nie is asking you to come here to ask for your guilt within three days, not to let you come here to show off your might, in this case, you all go to die!" However, at this moment, a voice spread from the void.

Before the words fell, a terrifying sword power began to erupt between heaven and earth, and everyone stared at Nie Tian's figure rising into the air, looking horrified, and then, they appeared a terrifying sword storm swept up, stirring up the dark clouds in the sky, making the entire Yan family above the void tremble, and the sword light raged, as if they wanted to break through the sky with a sword.

Nie Tian's figure stood proudly in the void, his sword might killed everything, annihilated everything, and went directly towards the patriarch of the Tong family with an immeasurable coldness. A single sword is enough to kill a person.

"Hmph, the powerhouse of the Little Heavenly Elephant Heavy Realm, rushing to break ground on Tai Sui's head and looking for death!" The old man of the clan came out and was about to blast out a palm, however, he felt that the sword power was too fierce and unstoppable, and he looked shocked in an instant, and was about to escape.

"Poof......

However, before the old man could turn around, his entire body was torn apart by the terrifying sword aura, and scarlet blood spilled down.

Kill the elders of the Tong family with a sword?

At this moment, the onlookers from afar looked sluggish, and they only felt that the scene in front of them was too unreal, and the clan elder of the Celestial Triple Realm was actually killed by Nie Feng with a sword......

The ancestor of the Yan family and the other four clan elders who were hiding in the shadows also had dull eyes, and Nie Tian's strength seemed to be far beyond their expectations.

Then I saw the ancestor of the Yan family applauding: "No wonder he can support a piece of heaven at a young age, this son is not only decisive and ruthless, but he will kill when he shoots, even if he is talented, he is probably only stronger than the old palace master back then!"

Now, even the Tong and Li families were shocked by Nie Tian's sword, and they even whispered secretly: "No wonder this son dares to say wildly, let us come to ask for guilt, just with the power of that sword just now, it is immeasurable!"

"Buzz ......"

At this moment, the little bastard who had been lying in Yan Ruoli's arms began to move, and suddenly spread his snow-white wings and flew towards Nie Tian, such a scene made Yan Ruoli startled: "Little bastard, come back to me, it's very dangerous there!"

In Yan Ruoli's opinion, now the little bastard is flying towards Nie Tian, which is no different from sending him to death.

"It's not the king who is in danger, it's them!" The little bastard spit out a sound in a milky voice, which made Yan Ruoli even more worried, anxious, and shouted: "When is this, you are still blowing!"

However, the little bastard ignored Yan Ruoli, and quickly landed on Nie Tian's shoulder, and said to Nie Tian in a milky voice: "Big bastard, how to distribute, how about one person and one family, see who ends the battle first?"

"Okay, the Tong family will be handed over to me, and the Li family will be settled by you!" Nie Tian said with a smile, as if he was dividing up the Tong and Li families with the little bastard, this scene made many people speechless.

You must know that the little bastard is compatible with Nie Tian's soul, they are like one Nie Tian, how strong it is, how strong it is.

"Boy, crazy enough!" Old Ancestor Li snorted coldly, and then the breath of his whole body began to explode, with a loud bang, and in an instant, he saw that the dragon he was riding was torn apart, and his figure rose to the sky, and he slaughtered Nie Tian with one palm.

"Old monster, your opponent is Lord Ben!"

The little bastard spit out a voice as if he didn't care, however, before the voice fell, he saw it sweep up a terrifying demon storm and spread its wings and fly, and the whole figure underwent a huge change in the void, and in just a moment, it turned into a thousand-meter roc, and the momentum of the king of demons exploded.

(End of chapter)

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