The middle-aged beautiful woman's eyes showed evil light, and she was constantly looking Ye Jian up and down, with a happy face, and her delicate cherry red mouth made a murmur similar to a moan from time to time.

"You are Ye Jian, right?" Among the three, the middle-aged scribe at the head closed his eyes, glanced at Ye Jian casually, and asked.

"That's right!" Ye Jian nodded lightly, although there was no change in his face, but his eyes became more and more cold.

As long as the three people on the opposite side made a rash move, the Qiushui sword on his waist would be pulled out without hesitation, and he would attack them with thunderous means.

Of course, his subtle move naturally couldn't escape the eyes of the middle-aged scribe opposite, but the latter just smiled indifferently and disdained it.

When he saw him, he said directly: "You are Ye Jian, it seems that the three of us brothers and sisters have not found the wrong person, I won't say more nonsense, you can cut yourself!"

His words were full of firmness, and he looked down on Ye Jian with a superior attitude, as if he could not resist.

"I'm sorry, I refuse!" It's just that Ye Jian replied lightly.

"Huh?" The middle-aged scribe raised his eyebrows, thinking that his ears had heard it wrong, but when he saw clearly that Ye Jian was ready to face the battle, his face immediately became gloomy.

And at this moment, beside the middle-aged scribe, the scumbag man who was carrying a thousand-pound purple gold copper hammer on his shoulders and his muscles as strong as a rock spoke directly, "Big brother, what are you talking about with this kid, let me go over and solve him directly with a hammer!"

"Giggle," it's just that as soon as the scumbag man's words fell, the middle-aged beauty on the other side chuckled directly, and the laughter spread like a moan.

When the scumbag man heard this, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he snorted: "Third sister, what are you laughing at?"

"Giggles, second brother, you underestimate this young man too much. The middle-aged beauty immediately laughed, and as she spoke, one of her eyes stared at Ye Jian fiercely, and said with a hungry face: "This young man is amazing, I heard that he had a fierce battle with a fourth-order overlord-level fire spirit in the small fire realm!!"

"Hmph, this is just their exaggeration and deliberate show-off!" "Who knows, before the middle-aged beauty finished speaking, she was directly interrupted by the scumbag man, and immediately, I saw her say: "Regardless of whether the rumored thing like the fire spirit really exists, just to say that he is a martial artist in the late stage of the Huayuan Realm, how can he fight fiercely with the powerhouse of the Great Perfection of the Qi Sea Realm? This is simply nonsense, hum, between the Qi Sea Realm and the Huayuan Realm, there is an insurmountable moat. ”

When the middle-aged beautiful woman heard this, she immediately groaned directly.

The middle-aged scribe at the head of the group was his eyes lit up, nodded in agreement, and said: "Well, I agree with the second child's statement, this is indeed very possible, the high-level of the Dan Pavilion is worried that the bloodline in this kid's body will be robbed, so they created such a rumor." ”

The middle-aged man said, and then showed confidence and arrogance on his face, as if the truth of this matter was really as he said.

"Hmph, Dange's little trick, I can hide it from others, how can I hide it from my descendants, I have been debuting for more than 30 years, and nine out of ten things are true. ”

It's just that just when he was beaming with pride in his heart, thinking that he knew the truth of the whole thing, a cold snort sounded directly from the opposite side: "You three, have you finished talking?!"

"Kid is rampant!"

"Look for death!"

The middle-aged scribe and the scumbag man were immediately furious, pointing at Ye Jian and shouting, the three of them were powerhouses in the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm, how could they have received such treatment, and the other party was also a junior in the late stage of the Huayuan Realm.

"Hmph, kid Hugh is going to be arrogant! Wait for my old Zhang to solve you with a hammer!" Immediately, the scumbag man carried the purple gold copper hammer and walked out angrily.

"This kid is so arrogant! In front of our three Qi Sea Realm powerhouses, he actually dares to be so tough, does he still think that the master of the Dan Pavilion will come to his rescue? Hmph, but it's no wonder that the disciples who came out of the big forces are all with the same temperament after all!!"

The middle-aged scribe sneered, he didn't think that Ye Jian really had the ability to fight the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm, of course, even if he thought that he had a little strength, it was only equivalent to the early stage of the Qi Sea Realm, and there was still a world of difference between him and the late stage of the Qi Sea Realm.

Among the three of them, only the middle-aged beauty had the calmest expression at the moment, and her eyes were constantly looking at Ye Jian from beginning to end, faintly, a trace of ominous premonition rose in her heart.

And just when she saw Ye Jian on the other side seeing the big man attacking her, there was still a fearless expression on his face, and the uneasiness in his heart became even more hesitant.

"Look for death!" When he saw the big man holding a purple gold copper hammer and walking towards him with an angry face, Ye Jian's eyes suddenly flashed, and when he saw a move in his right hand, a golden exquisite pagoda of a size appeared directly in his palm.

Eight Floating Massacres - Now!

On that day, in the Nirvana space of the Small Fire Realm, Luo Fuzi was severely injured by the sword spirit of the Heavenly Hook Sword, and his body was almost destroyed, but at that critical moment, Luo Fuzi tore the space with his bare hands and fled into the space crack, which escaped the catastrophe.

It's just that he didn't have time to take away the Eight Floating Slaughter, of course, it may also be that he did it on purpose, because everyone knows that in the spatial cracks, the spatial turbulence is raging, and even the king whose strength has reached the realm of life and death does not dare to guarantee that he will not get lost in the spatial cracks.

Luo Fuzi obviously had this in mind, in case he fell into the spatial turbulence and lost his way for a while, then he could also find a way out of the spatial rift through the Guò Babu Futu location.

It's just that Ye Jian also thought of this consideration, because in order to protect his true dragon clone from growing safely in the Nirvana space, he brought out the Eight Floating Slaughter.

Ye Jian thought about it like this, as long as he brought out the Eight Floating Slaughter, and then waited until he found a top-secret place, and then abandoned this treasure, then, even if Luo Fuzi finally found the Eight Floating Slaughter, it was impossible for him to find himself in a short time, let alone the True Dragon Clone.

Hum ~ And as the Eight Floating Slaughter was taken out, a dark wave directly spread out from the tower, sweeping towards the surrounding void.

At the same time, in a certain spatial crack filled with spatial turbulence, there was a pure golden giant egg in the center of it, and the giant egg was constantly rising and falling with the spatial turbulence at the moment.

And in this giant egg, a golden haired giant ape with a height of more than 50 zhang and a body covered with several feet long was sitting cross-legged, constantly pinching the law with both hands.

As the law surging out, a pale golden luster was immediately released from his body, washing over and over his huge body.

Hum ~ And at this moment, a light trembling sound suddenly came directly from the spatial turbulence, and the huge body in the golden egg suddenly trembled slightly after sensing this light trembling.

Immediately, Luo Fuzi's thoughts came out directly, "How is this possible?!Is that kid not dead? No, no, he has been hit by one of my soul-slashing blades, and his soul is separated, and he will definitely die without the cultivation of life and death......! ! What the hell is going on?"

Faintly, there was a hint of anxiety in Luo Fuzi's voice, and his huge body sitting cross-legged was struggling to move, "Damn! The Heavenly Hook Sword actually cut off my connection with the Nirvana Holy Fetus, making me lose control of this physical body. In the void, Luo Fuzi's somewhat restless voice suddenly came, and then he said with some secret hatred: "Hmph, do you think you can kill me in this way? It's a big deal that the old man doesn't go out, so he will retreat here for several years, and take away the Nirvana Holy Fetus for a new time." ”

In the void, a trace of Luo Fuzi's ruthlessness was directly transmitted, "Hmph, as for the Eight Floating Slaughter, this treasure will be temporarily placed in the hands of this person, and it will not be too late to get it when I go out!!"

His voice reverberated through the endless spatial turbulence and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

The huge golden egg fell silent again, quietly suspended in this spatial crack.

But it was said that the outside world, and as soon as the eight floating slaughters were taken out, they were directly thrown into the air by Ye Jian, and immediately turned into a model of the body dozens of zhang high.

The eight-storey apartment space has a pearlescent pearl flowing on it, radiating an ethereal aura.

Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe and the beautiful woman on the opposite side all shrank their pupils, as for the scumbag man who was attacking Ye Jian, his figure directly froze, and his pupils overflowed with deep shock.

"This ...... What is this?"

The three of them were dumbfounded and asked themselves on the spot.

It's just that the answer to them was the first floor of the Eight Floating Massacres, but the inside of it suddenly lit up, red and red, as if it was burning.

Boom~ Under the shocked gaze of the three middle-aged scribes on the opposite side, the door of the first floor opened with a bang, and immediately, a violent fire cloud raged out.

"Not good!" The middle-aged scribe was the first to react and shouted on the spot, but his reminder was still half a beat slower.

At the moment when Huoyun appeared, Ye Jian directly shouted, "Kill them!"

Immediately, I saw the fire cloud surging, and quickly pasted it towards the nearest scumbag man, and then I saw a huge flame fist burning with red flames all over its body, poking out from the fire cloud.

Boom~ A blow fell on the big scumbag.

The latter didn't even have time to scream, and its rock-hard body exploded under this giant fist, and the minced flesh scattered in all directions, and was immediately caught up by Chiyan and directly incinerated.

"Second brother!"

"Second brother!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged scribe and the middle-aged beautiful woman narrowed their pupils to the extreme, and let out a roar almost like a beast on the spot.