Happy, Zhou Tian walked lightly as if stepping on the clouds.

But suddenly, he felt a shocking murderous aura sweeping towards him, looked up, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and shouted in a lost voice: "Yang Fan, why are you here?"

He was half frightened to death, and retreated again and again, never thinking that Yang Fan would be fine, and he would stand in front of him safely.

"Isn't it a surprise that I didn't die in the Punishment Hall? Lao Tzu beat you to death today!" Yang Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhou Tian, his body flashed, and he rushed towards Zhou Tian.

Zhou Tian was so frightened that he knew that he was not Yang Fan's opponent, so he hurriedly yelled at the younger brothers around him: "You guys don't hurry up, kill him!"

But no matter how he roared, those little brothers just didn't dare to confront Yang Fan, but when they saw Yang Fan rushing over, they dispersed to both sides in panic, exposing him to Yang Fan.

These people have all seen Yang Fan's power, how dare they do it?

Yang Fan grabbed Zhou Tian's neck and sneered, "You say, how do you want to die?"

Zhou Tian saw that he had been caught, but he was not afraid, but threatened wildly: "Yang Fan, you despicable guy, dare to escape from the punishment hall, you are dead, let me go immediately, otherwise my eldest uncle is here, you must look good!"

"Hehe, if you want me to look good, I want to see, how do you make me look good?" Yang Fan smiled disdainfully and slapped Zhou Tian twice.

He is no longer afraid of Zhou Rong now, this old guy is afraid that he will not be able to do it now.

Zhou Tian was slapped and scolded even more fiercely, but Yang Fan did not hesitate, as long as Zhou Tian scolded him, he would slap him twice.

Gradually, Zhou Tian's voice became a little indistinct, his face was swollen like steamed buns, and he was already a little disobedient when he spoke.

He felt his eyes glaze out, his brain was a mess, and his face was numb with pain.

After Yang Fan slapped him more than thirty times, he finally realized that something was wrong and he should beg for mercy.

"Yang Fan, don't fight, can't I be wrong?"

"Damn, not sincere enough!"

"Smack!"

Seeing Zhou Tian begging for mercy, his tone was still so impulsive, Yang Fan couldn't help it, and fanned it again.

"Uncle Yang, the little one is wrong, you can do it, let the little one go!" Zhou Tian cried, tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Yang Fan asked.

"I shouldn't have targeted you, you have spared the small ones!" Zhou Tian snorted and cried, although he scolded badly in his heart, his mouth was constantly begging.

He had already thought about it, he and Yang Fan would definitely not succeed in resisting, and now the only part was to beg Yang Fan to let him go at this time, and then go to his eldest uncle for help, and he must destroy this Yang Fan.

He hadn't thought of it yet, why did Yang Fan obviously enter the punishment hall, but now he appeared here again?

With his brain, he really can't think of it, and he can't turn around.

"Get out! I don't want to see you again. "Yang Fan has vented enough, and it is impossible to really kill Zhou Tian, this is in the Litian Sect, killing people at will is a capital crime, and the lesson is enough, if he is outside the sect, he is too lazy to slap him, and directly slap him to death.

Zhou Tian walked away and ran away before he let out a cruel word: "Yang Fan, you despicable guy, I want my eldest uncle to kill you." ”

Yang Fan vented, returned to the courtyard, was in a much better mood, was sitting in the courtyard to rest, a gust of fragrant wind came, looked up, Li Shuangshuang was wearing white clothes, floating in.

The body fragrance on her body was very charming, which made Yang Fan intoxicated, but now Yang Fan was not in the mood to smell more, and he didn't look at Li Shuangshuang with lustful eyes, sighed and continued to turn his head to look at the night sky with a somewhat lonely expression.

The stars in the sky are so far away, will they be separated from each other like Yunshang?

"What's the matter? Still worried about Yunshang?" Li Shuangshuang sat beside him, the two of them seemed to be less than half a foot apart, and they could feel the heat and heartbeat on each other's bodies.

"Yes! The lord of Yunyue Mansion is coming, and Yunshang is afraid to go back with him. Yang Fan said with a melancholy look in his eyes.

"Hehe, don't worry, the owner of Yunyue Mansion won't come in person. Li Shuangshuang smiled and said.

"Oh, how is it possible? Yunshang ran away from home in the first place, there is no way he won't come to pick her up, right?" Yang Fan said in surprise.

Li Shuangshuang smiled, "The owner of Yunyue Mansion went crazy two years ago, and we Baihuaju and the Demon Alliance all know that he may not be able to appear in the past five years, this time Yunlin sent back a message, as long as it is not the owner of Yunyue Mansion, are you still afraid?"

When Yang Fan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, yes, as long as it wasn't the owner of Yunyue Tower, he was still afraid of a fart?

Just when he was overjoyed, suddenly a violent coercion suddenly descended on the sky above the Heavenly City, bringing up clouds all over the sky!

Magical!

This is the night, where are the colorful clouds in the sky?

The clouds obscured the stars and the moon in the night sky, exuding a majestic atmosphere.

Whew......

As the clouds appeared, dozens of figures exuding great power rose from inside the city and shot towards the clouds in the sky.

At the same time, in the Litian Mountains behind the Heavenly City, there was also a dense sound of breaking the sky, and lightning shot out one after another, and the target was directly aimed at the clouds.

"Haha, Yun took the liberty to come, please forgive the Heavenly Sect Master!" A majestic voice came from the clouds, and then the clouds suddenly changed, gradually condensing into a huge figure.

This man wore a colorful crown on his head, a purple-gold cloud robe, clouds surrounded his body, and the starry sky above his head and the mountains were huge.

At the same time, from the Tianshan Mountain, an illusory figure also rose into the sky, as high as a hundred zhang, which was also mighty and extraordinary, but compared to the cloud man, the momentum was a little weaker.

"Leave the Heavenly Sect Wuming to meet the Lord of the Cloud Building!"

Lang Lang's voice came out of the mouth of the hundred-foot giant.

Yang Fan was already stunned when he saw such a magical scene, and when he heard the giant's words, he was immediately shocked, and couldn't help but look at Li Shuangshuang and said, "Didn't you say that the Lord of Yunlou wouldn't come?"

"yes, I mean he won't come in person, it's just the embodiment of his mind!" Li Shuangshuang shrugged his shoulders and said.

Yang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, could it be that this incarnation could resist by himself? It was not an opponent at all, just with the coercion of the clouds in the sky, Yang Fan also knew that he was not an opponent.

"Hehe, Sect Master Wu doesn't have to be polite, this seat is incarnated today, just for the affairs of the building, Xiang'er, don't come out yet?" The voice of the cloudy man seemed to come from nine heavens away, rolling and monstrous Lang.

Yunshang came out of the room, looked at the clouds in the air fixedly, with tears in his eyes, and held hands tightly with Yang Fan, determined never to separate.