When everyone thought that Steward Cui was blocking Ye Ping, the person concerned couldn't say a word.

Cold sweat instantly covered his forehead, and with just one move, he felt that his bones were almost shattered. Qi and blood surged wildly, almost spurting out. If it weren't for his grandmaster-level strength, he could barely suppress it, otherwise he would vomit blood and fall to the ground this time. Being able to resist is also completely due to the forced hard support.

"It's nothing more than that." Ye Ping sneered, "It's just that I don't know what to say, the old slave of the only sect master, how dare you rashly claim to be the sky?" What qualifications do you have? Hmph, since you want the sky, then I'll do what you want. The flames of the nine heavens, burning through the ages! Old minion, this is the fist intent of Zhao Yao's Flame King Fist, I will return it to you this time! ”

The Flame King Fist is the product of Ye Ping's combination of the Sun Yao Fist and a Flame Fist technique that he once obtained in the cave. originally had a quasi-king-level fist intent, so naturally not everyone could compete with it. Only by cultivating to a high depth can we comprehend the mysteries contained therein. It's as if he has reached the current realm before he can use the true strength of the Sun Yao Fist.

This burning through the ages is taken from this mystery. Suddenly, a strong aura of flame swept out.

Some of the Feng family's descendants who were hiding behind Steward Cui were suddenly unable to dodge, and they were immediately scorched by the flames.

Before even a scream could be made, it was directly burned to ashes, which was simply miserable. Steward Cui's eyes were torn apart, he was even more angry when he saw that the Feng family he had been guarding had suffered such a catastrophe, and the children of the Feng family had been killed and injured so much. But he himself is also in danger now, if he hadn't used his life foundation to support himself, I'm afraid he would have failed miserably.

But Rao was like this, and in front of this fist intent that seemed to be able to burn for eternity, he still trembled violently. He shouted incredulously, "No...... No way! When pigs fly! Why, why is Ye Ping's strength so strong? Even in the Eighth Rank Middle Realm, it shouldn't have such a terrifying aura, my lord, the old slave deserves death......"

Steward Cui was shocked and frightened, he wanted to withdraw his hands back, preparing to stop Ye Ping from continuing to chase and kill the Feng family's people. But the cruel truth did not allow him to do so, and his arm was burned out in an instant by the scorching flames. Ye Ping's fist intent did not stop there, and continued as always, brazenly handing out his big hand and grabbing it directly at Steward Cui's head.

He heard a loud bang, and his head burst in response, and the scene was extremely miserable.

Immediately after, his body burned violently, and countless qi and blood surged wildly. Ye Ping's heart moved, and he suddenly took advantage of the situation to urge the devouring fist intent, and forcibly devoured all the majestic qi and blood and martial arts essence in Steward Cui's body into his body. But he didn't absorb it directly, but formed a golden and round golden pill-like thing.

People seem to be able to hear this golden pill, full of Steward Cui's roar and his unwillingness.

Everyone's faces changed, and seeing Ye Ping was like seeing a ghost.

How easy it is to refine a seventh-grade grandmaster into a golden pill so easily? I'm afraid that no matter how powerful the eight-rank master is, it is impossible to do it with a single move, right? What's more, anyone can feel that this golden pill contains infinite life essence, and if you take it, it will definitely have endless benefits.

"Zhao Yao!" Ye Ping roared, directly grabbed Zhao Yao, and hit this golden pill directly into his lower abdomen, and then poured his spiritual energy into it from the top of his head, and said in a low voice, "Concentrate your energy, cooperate with the spiritual energy I transmitted, and quickly refine this golden pill completely!" You are now only one step away from the Seventh Rank Grandmaster, and your success or failure lies here! ”

Zhao Yao didn't know Ye Ping's thoughts, and knew that this was a great opportunity. There is no ambiguity at the moment, and it seems that it does not care that it is now in the very center of the battlefield. Anyway, with Ye Ping pressing the formation, he didn't think there was any danger. So immediately, silently operated the Flame King Fist. In the lower abdomen dantian, a strong flame rose up, burning this golden pill hot.

Those life essence flowed into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and he felt that his strength was rapidly improving.

"It's not good, Steward Cui is dead!" Feng Haoyuan became excited, "Zhao Yao actually dares to prepare for a breakthrough in practice at this time, we can't give him this opportunity and kill him immediately!" Snatch this golden pill, Lord of the Family, you may be able to break through to the realm of the Grandmaster! I can't control so much now, the children of the Feng family, let's shoot together and kill them! ”

Every child of the Feng family has almost been trained by Chen Anzhi, but the difference is the length of training. Feng Haoyuan and the others also received Chen Anzhi's guidance, and they were actually a five-grade grandmaster. Although most of the other Feng family disciples only have three or four grades, they are not ordinary people, they have a certain amount of combat power, and they all rushed over immediately.

The first to take the lead was to reprimand Tang Lixin's Feng Luchen, and his eyes flashed with excitement. Of course, he didn't snatch it for the head of the Feng family, and now everyone knew that as long as he watched and refined this golden pill, his strength would definitely be improved. Even if the Feng family is really destroyed, as long as they get the golden pill and escape, they will still be masters in the future.

In this world, as long as you have strength, you are not afraid of any difficulties, and it is a big deal to re-establish a family.

"Hmph, a group of small people actually dare to make a mistake in front of me, I'm afraid they don't even know how to write dead words."

Ye Ping snorted coldly, pressed his left hand on the top of Zhao Yao's head, clenched his right hand into a fist, and his strong fist intent suddenly erupted, "The sun is shining, the sun is falling!" You low-end cultivators really don't have any brains if you want to challenge my majesty. Thinking that I am protecting the Dharma for Zhao Yao, I can't help you? It's just whimsical, and it's not enough. ”

The surrounding aura gradually began to boil, and for a while, the sky actually shone brightly, as if countless suns had passed through the distant universe and fell fiercely on everyone's bodies.

The strong idea of the Sun Yao Fist swept through everyone's heart, sending out a concussive sound that shook the past and the present.

"Not good!"

Feng Luchen bore the brunt of the blow, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, so he was hit head-on with the Sun Yao Fist.

In the next second, his body exploded directly, and there was not even scum left of the dead.