Fang Yao was furious.

This Qing clan is simply unreasonable.

You must know that this holy soldier, but they killed more than a dozen Seventh Realm creatures before they could get it.

But how hateful is this Qing clan?

When they were fighting with the creatures of the Seventh Realm, they watched from the wall, watching them go through bloody battles, and watching countless Phoenix Clan people in distress and injuries.

But after they had just experienced a bloody battle and suffered a great loss of vitality, they jumped out and demanded that they hand over this holy soldier, and their words were frivolous and unspeakably domineering.

That kind of posture was originally bullying him, and the Phoenix Clan had just experienced a big war, and its vitality was greatly damaged, and the strength of the two sides was not proportional at all.

"Fang Yao, you can't take this holy soldier with you, stay here, why die for a weapon?" Qinghui sneered.

"If you want a holy soldier, step over my body. ”

A phoenix roared.

And murderous.

"Really?"

With a soft shout, the Qing Sage came, and when his eyes turned, it was like a scorching sun across the sky, shining so brightly that everyone here couldn't open their eyes.

This Qing Sage made a move, and with one palm, he slapped this Phoenix Clan person deep into the ground, causing smoke and dust to splash here.

"Hmph, just the Phoenix Clan, dare to shout in front of my Qing Clan?"

This sage is very domineering, pointing to the country, he floats in the air, and he dominates like this, just because he is the only one who is holy here.

"Qingshan!" Fang Yao shouted.

The Phoenix Clan who was photographed deep underground was named Qingshan.

But at this time, this Fang Yao actually felt that Qingshan's life and death were unpredictable, and he could only sense that there was a slight fluctuation of vitality like a candle flame in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

"What the hell is howling? It's just a piece of waste, and it's dead. ”

The sage of the Qing clan sneered.

"Uncle Tiande. Qinghui smiled and greeted the sage.

The Heavenly Virtue Sage nodded, and then said, "It's just a bunch of waste, it's too early to get rid of it, why waste time." ”

Qinghui smiled and didn't speak, but Fang Yao was tense and shouted, "What are you going to do?"

Tiande glanced at him with disdain: "What do you think?"

And, at this time, he walked through the clouds, and the holy might was pervasive.

"Your Qing Clan Sage has done something to my Phoenix Clan Saint cultivator, aren't you afraid that my Phoenix Clan Sage will return blood for blood?" Fang Yao shouted angrily.

"Hehe, who can see this saint do something to you?"

The Heavenly Virtue Sage was still strolling forward, and the coercion of that Saint Realm became stronger and stronger.

Fang Yao was anxious in his heart.

This is the Holy One.

Even if their group of people did not experience the battle of life and death, and were still at their peak, it was impossible for them to escape their lives in their hands, let alone now?

"Turbulence!"

The holy power ignited three thousand feet, and in the eyes of Fang Yao and the others, it seemed that a demon god with the height of the sky had appeared, and at this time, this demon god raised the soles of his feet and fell down like a blue sky, wanting to trample on them all.

"Slow!"

Fang Yao shouted bitterly: "Heavenly Virtue Sage, you have to think clearly, in our body, it is the divine thoughts of our clan's horses, although they will not manifest, but everything we have experienced, he can perceive it, you should know the temperament of our clan's horses, if you dare to kill us, your Qing clan will definitely be slaughtered." ”

Really!

The overturned 'blue sky' held on.

But then, it was even more violent, and Tiande sneered: "Lin Fan, he is not in the eyes of this saint, even if he is still like an ant in front of this saint, it is ridiculous to want to use him to intimidate this saint." ”

Fang Yao was desperate, and these seven or eight Phoenix Clansmen were also desperate, and they could only see the boundless holy power gathered into the soles of their feet and stomped on them fiercely.

Even death must be so humiliating.

Trampled to death by the sole of one foot!

"How ridiculous is it that a group of ants dare to threaten the Heavenly Dragon? Tiande spoke coldly and contemptuously.

The people of the Qing clan laughed proudly, they really wished that they were Tiande, and they trampled all the Phoenix people here to death.

"Boom!"

Big Bang!

A golden giant thousands of times taller than Tiande's phantom body had a big sun on his head, and his feet stepped on the galaxy.

The reason why the exploding sky occurred was because the golden giant also stepped on it and trampled Tiande's phantom body to pieces.

"Ah......h

The terrible howl came from Tiande's mouth.

"Lin Fan!"

There was a mixture of fear, trembling, and despair in the voice.

Lin Fan came, just because he killed some Seventh Realm creatures and saved some Phoenix Clan people halfway through, so he came late.

"Smack!"

Lin Fan looked at Tiande coldly, and pulled out a slap.

The Heavenly Virtue Sage had no power to fight back, and half of his head was smashed.

Tiande is just a saint, Lin Fan pinched him to death, it was really not much more difficult than pinching an ant to death.

"Pony. ”

Fang Yao and the others cried, and they knelt on the ground.

The fists were clenched tightly.

Death, they are not afraid.

But if someone is trampled to death.

That's humiliating.

Lin Fan glanced at them, raised his hand, and took pictures of Qingshan who was slapped into the ground, and his eyes were cold at the moment!

It's such a ruthless old crumb.

This palm shattered Qingshan's vitality.

It can be said that if he hadn't come even a moment too late, this Qingshan would have died.

Leng Yan glanced at Tiande, and then threaded a needle with both hands, and after treating Qingshan, when he was grafted for him, he carefully swallowed seven or eight holy pills for him.

"He's fine, but he needs at least half a year of cultivation. ”

Lin Fan spoke to Fang Yao.

Even if he makes a move, it will take half a year for this Qingshan to recover, but you can imagine how vicious this Tiande is.

Looking at Qing Hui, Qing Hui shuddered: "Lin Fan, what are you going to do?, you are a Sage, if you do something to me and other Holy Cultivators, aren't you afraid that my Qing Clan will return blood for blood?"

A hint of mockery appeared in Lin Fan's eyes, and he said, "Who knows?"

Qinghui and the others' faces changed greatly!

This sentence was what they used to refute Fang Yao.

At this time, when Lin Fan returned to them intact, they realized how desperate they were when they heard this.

"Lin Fan and Er dare to do something to us, aren't they afraid that the four saints of my Qing clan will come to kill you?"

Tiande shouted angrily and roared.

"The Four Saints of the Qing Clan, they are welcome to come and send them to their deaths. Lin Fan replied strongly.

Moreover, he began to kill, and with just one palm, he slapped Qinghui apart, and he couldn't die anymore.

"Roar!" Tiande roared angrily: "Lin Fan, you are risking the world's disapproval!"

"Really?" Lin Fan chuckled, but the killing action did not stop at all, and it was very slow: "Am I not learning from you?"

"Lin Fan, you're looking for death!" Tiande yelled again.

Lin Fan flicked his fingers, let a Qing Clan Yasheng die tragically, looked back, and chuckled: "Didn't you say that I was as weak as an ant in front of you? ”

Tiande's face is red!

That's shame!

Where could he be Lin Fan's opponent?

It's not enough for a slap.

"Alright. Lin Fan slaughtered all the Qing Clan Saint cultivators here, and only one Tiande remained, looked at him, and said, "Come, I'll give you a decent way to die, and fight with me." ”