"Zhou Yanming, you let go of me, you let go... Hmm..."

was tightly hugged by Ning Fan's waist, and still in front of so many people, Rao had intimate contact, and Bei Xiaoman was still full of shame and anger.

It's just that the more she struggles, the tighter Ning Fan hugs, as if he deliberately bullied her.

even secretly hooked his fingertips, and secretly stroked the sensitive part of his waist, which provoked Bei Xiaoman's delicate body to be numb, and he muttered softly, and immediately, he was ashamed and angry.

Fortunately, the monks present only thought that Bei Xiaoman was injured and moaning, and did not know that she had been touched in a sensitive area. Otherwise, Bei Xiaoman will definitely go crazy on the spot.

"You, shameless!" Bei Xiaoman couldn't say anything about her grievances, she didn't dare to shout in front of so many people, she was touched by Ning Fan.

Yes, he is the most shameless man in the world.

I hate him, I hate him the most!

However, I would be so happy to see him come to save myself.

Bei Xiaoman's heart was in turmoil, and then he remembered how powerful Ximen Ye was, and immediately turned white.

"Zhou, Zhou Yanming, you go quickly... He's amazing..."

"I know. ”

Ning Fan easily drove Bei Xiaoman, protected it behind him, and brushed the blood stains on Bei Xiaoman's lips with his fingertips, which made Bei Xiaoman's pretty face angry.

Long before he made a move, Ning Fan sensed that this Ximen night was extraordinary.

This Ximen night is just a distraction, but it has the strength of half-step refinement.

This person's deity, even if it is not the peak of refining the void, I am afraid that it is... Broken Void!

If it was just an ordinary half-step refinement, Ning Fan could fight with confidence, but this Ximen Ye had a shattered void-level combat consciousness, and his real combat power was already a refinement-level.

Saving Bei Xiaoman is just causing trouble. But before weighing the stakes clearly, his body involuntarily flashed out. When Bei Xiaoman was in trouble, he stood in front of her.

Perhaps, it is for the sake of Yuan Yao's face.

Perhaps, it is the responsibility of being the owner of the bereaved tower.

Perhaps, it is a joking relationship with Bei Xiaoman.

Maybe. It's just that people other than themselves are not allowed to bully Bei Xiaoman.

"With me, you can't take her away. Ning Fan's tone was flat, but he had an aura that was not inferior to Ximen Ye.

He will not be intimidated by Ximen Ye, even if Ximen Ye Shattered Void Deity arrives, he will have the same attitude.

Broken old monster, he has offended less!

"With you?" Ximen Ye seemed to hear something ridiculous, and glanced at the three avatar gods on the side, and then closed his eyes lazily, waiting for Ning Fan's blood to splash three feet.

Immediately, the three avatar peaks comprehended. Each sneered, turning into three lines of tobacco to attack Ning Fan.

"Despicable!" Seeing that Ning Fan was being attacked by the three god peaks, Bei Xiaoman's expression immediately changed.

The Ximen family is quite proficient in the art of combined attacks, and the power of these three gods at the peak of combined attacks has almost caught up with the ordinary half-step refining.

Moreover, these three people are even monks in the upper realm, and their means are a little more powerful than those of Yan Zun in the lower realm, and Bei Xiaoman is worried that Ning Fan will suffer.

Ximen Ye closed his eyes slightly, clearly thinking about victory.

In his opinion, if it is only to deal with a mid-stage avatar. Even if the mid-stage god is against the sky and its combat power is comparable to a half-step refinement, it will never be able to stop the ruthlessness of the three domestic servants.

"Get out!"

Ning Fan's eyes were cold, and he stepped out, and a mighty sword qi dispersed. Swept the basilica.

Before the peak of the three avatars could float in front of Ning Fan, they were shocked by the powerful sword, and immediately their chests were hit hard, and they all coughed up blood and flew back. The gaze was horrified.

"Trapping the immortal sword intent, and it's still Dacheng's sword intent!"

The three of them, I don't know how many god-transforming masters they have worked together to destroy. But he couldn't connect to Ning Fan's body, just one roll word, one step into a sword, and the three of them vomited blood and flew upside down.

Even if it was Ximen Ye, their eyes sank slightly, and they immediately realized that Ning Fan was not in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods in the intelligence, but the peak of the real transformation of the gods.

"The peak of the god of transformation, the peak of the god of transformation with a bone age of less than 500 years, the qualifications are extraordinary. It's just that you have to understand that in this world, you can't reach the top with qualifications alone. You're just an ant in my eyes!"

Cultivation has reached a certain level, but qualification is not the most important thing.

If you don't have a strong background and countless cultivation resources to support, if you want to break through the Broken Void, Destiny Immortal, and True Immortal, it's all vain.

In Ximen's eyes, Ning Fan was just a junior with acceptable qualifications.

After all, the Ximen Night deity has been shattered and succeeded, and looking at the four heavens, they are all one of the few existences in this generation of Tianjiao.

And Ning Fan is still only the peak of the gods, whether he can refine the void or break the void is still unknown. Qualifications don't mean everything!

"You, kill him. ”

Ximen Ye made a color to an old man in a silver robe beside him, and the old man immediately understood, and took one step, which was also a half-step cultivation of refinement.

The silver-robed old man was surrounded by a trace of electric light, sizzling.

At the moment when its momentum opened, except for Ximen Ye, all the monks of the Ximen family distanced themselves from it, with a jealous expression.

"Is it Elder Lei who made a move this time? Elder Lei has a thunder technique, which is rarely comparable to anyone in the same level, especially this thunder, it is a six-grade void thunder, and its power is extraordinary..."

"I heard that in this Nether Endless Sea, what are the seven bullshit inner seas, if these seven are placed in front of Elder Lei, they are not enough to see!"

A whisper fell into the ears of the silver-robed old man, but it could not arouse any fluctuations in his heart, which showed that this person was a strong-hearted monk.

Elder Lei's gaze swept over Bei Xiaoman, and when he saw the latter's slightly pale complexion, he felt a little guilty.

He had received a lot of favors from the four young ladies of the Bereaved Palace, and killing Ning Fan today would inevitably make Bei Xiaoman sad.

sighed secretly, but he couldn't help himself, he is now a member of the Simon family, a cannibal, and a loyal man.

looked at Ning Fan, his eyes showed a hint of mercy, and he said indifferently,

"Zhou Ming, if you are arrested, the old man will look at the face of the fourth lady... Leave your soul into reincarnation!"

"No need, you're not my opponent. ”

"Hmph!

Elder Lei's eyes were cold, he was a master who had entered the refining void period in half a step, would he be afraid of a god transformation peak?

Being able to help Ning Fan leave a soul reincarnation is already an open net, since Ning Fan doesn't know what to do, he doesn't have to be merciful.

One step was taken, and the silver lightning around his body soared, and Elder Lei's hands drew a semicircle in the air, and in the next moment, the thunder turned into a gossip palm print. Towards Ning Fan is palm slapped.

"Eight Directions Thunder!"

The gossip thunder palm slapped out, and immediately turned into a thunder snake with a thick mouth of eight bowls in eight directions, attacking Ning Fan.

This palm is not a mass destruction, but condenses the palm power to the limit, and each thunder snake is enough to easily kill the peak of the transformation god.

"This thunder is good, I want it!"

Ning Fan suddenly raised his eyebrows, pulled out the Shattered God Whip of the Peak Spirit Treasure, and whipped eight lashes at the eight Thunder Gods.

Don't look at the other party's thunder as a six-grade void thunder, but Ning Fan's thunder is the thunder of the heavenly calamity.

Eight Whip Shadows. The eight dragons of blood thunder collided with the silver thunder, and immediately burst into lightning.

Seeing that the thunder was strong, Shi Bing and Lu Qing immediately opened the defense of the South Tower, so as not to spread the fighting method in this hall to the outside world.

Once the electric light spreads, I am afraid that Xuanwu City will be razed for thousands of miles.

Rumble!

When the two thunders touched, Elder Lei's face suddenly changed greatly, and his sixth-grade silver thunder actually showed a fearful emotion, and he didn't dare to resist the blood thunder at all.

After eight lashes. The razer shattered suddenly, and the lightning was swallowed by the blood thunder.

Under everyone's eyelids, the Shattered God Whip devoured all of Elder Lei's spiritual thunder and was promoted to a half-step void treasure!

"Heavenly Tribulation Blood Thunder! This thunder is almost the strongest thunder!"

Elder Lei's face was solemn, and he finally realized that although Ning Fan was at the peak of the Transformation Gods, his means were by no means weak. I want to win Ning Fan. Hard!

Looking back, Simon was looking at himself with displeasure. Suddenly, Elder Lei secretly shouted in his heart that something was not good. If he couldn't kill Ning Fan, he would definitely be killed by Ximen Ye.

"Fight! Divide the thunder sword, now!"

Elder Lei waved his robe, and eight silver sword shadows appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Every sword shadow is a pinnacle spirit treasure, eight swords in one, and its power is no less than that of a virtual treasure!

"It's the Split Thunder Sword! This is Elder Lei's famous treasure, not only how many gods have died under this sword!"

"Hmph, that Zhou Ming is dead, although his blood whip is powerful and he has overcome all the thunder, it is only a half-step void treasure after all, and he can't stop the power of this thunder sword!"

Even if Elder Lei lost half a point to Ning Fan, the monks of the Ximen family also decided that Elder Lei had a better chance of winning.

As Elder Lei's instructions changed, the eight swords turned into streamers, and there was a piercing roar, and in an instant, all of them were gone, and in the next moment, they each flickered to Ning Fan half a zhang ago, and the sword qi came out through the sword, dividing out eight sword thunders, sweeping towards Ning Fan.

This sword and thunder are eight ways in one, even if it is a half-step refining void, it may fall.

Seeing the eight swords coming, Ning Fan's eyes were cold, and he took one step, the blood whip in his hand was like a shadow, and in an instant, he drew a hundred whips in a row.

The shadow of the hundred whips fell on the eight thunder swords, and in just one moment, the eight swords seemed to be shot by a thunderbolt, and they all shattered from the middle.

As for the Eight Sword Thunders, they were directly swept away by the Shattered God Whip.

Being shattered eight swords in a row, Elder Lei's eyes were shocked, he never expected that the Shattering God Whip would be such a powerful magic weapon.

What he didn't expect was that at the same moment when the sword body of the eight swords was shattered, a hundred blood-colored electric lights suddenly rose in the dantian, slamming heavily on his primordial spirit.

Burst!

Elder Lei's face was pale and seriously injured, he could feel that if it weren't for Ning Fan's mercy, he would directly be wiped out and die under that blood thunder!

"Stand down! Otherwise, I won't be merciful!"

Ning Fan was holding a thunder whip, his eyes were like demons, and his black hair was dancing in the wind.

If it weren't for Elder Lei's kind words before, and he was willing to keep Ning Fan's soul into reincarnation, Ning Fan would never have spared his life.

If Elder Lei is stubborn, Ning Fan will no longer show mercy to his subordinates... It's just killing!

Hiss!

A wave of cold air swept over the Simon monks.

Elder Lei, who possessed strong means such as the Six-Rank Spirit Thunder and the Splitting Thunder Sword, was almost killed by Ning Fan in just two moves.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that if it weren't for Ning Fan's mercy, Elder Lei... Dead!

This Zhou Ming is a ruthless person! Even though he is not as good as Ximen Ye, but in the northern sky, he can be regarded as a celestial figure in the famous domain.

Under Ning Fan's gaze, the Ximen family, who was originally extremely arrogant, turned into a god, and dodged one by one, but no one dared to make eye contact with Ning Fan.

"Ximen Ye, I said, with me, you can't take her away!"

Rumble!

Ximen's face was gloomy, and Ning Fan's words were tantamount to slapping him in the face.

With a merciless palm, Elder Lei's seriously injured body immediately turned into a blood mist and collapsed, leaving only the Yuan Shen immortal.

"Waste! I'll kill you after I've killed this sin!"

Elder Lei was afraid, but he didn't dare to resist, and he couldn't resist.

Simon Ye is too powerful, and it is only a matter of moments to pinch him to death.

His gaze swept towards Ning Fan. Ximen Ye already understood that Ning Fan was indeed a character, at least under the refining void, there was almost no one who could defeat him.

However, that is only under the refining of the void.

Ximen Ye's distraction, although it is also a half-step refining void, but its own deity is the first strong person who really fights the broken void!

"Do you like Bei Xiaoman very much?"

Ning Fan didn't answer.

"Hmph, I won't deceive you, but if you can beat me by half a move, Bei Xiaoman. It's yours!"

Laugh at!

Ximen Ye swiped the void with his palm, and immediately, the air in front of him was suddenly split in half by the palm force, revealing a newly opened cave space.

"Palm open the cave!"

Ning Fan's heart sank, this kind of method can only be done by the old monster of the broken void, with Ning Fan's eyesight, the cave space that was opened casually at the night of the West Gate was only ten thousand miles wide. But it is enough to show that this person's means are all over the world.

And it seems that this Ximen Ye is extremely conceited, and he disdains to defeat Ning Fan in Xuanwu City, after all, he fights in Xuanwu City. It may affect other monks, distracting Ning Fan.

On the night of the West Gate, you must be upright and upright to trample Ning Fan under your feet!

"Enter this cave and fight with me. Defeat me by half a move, and Bei Xiaoman will be yours! If you lose, you will die!"

Simon didn't say a word at night. Step into the cave.

And after Ning Fan thought about it for a while, it was easy for him to wind and smoke and weathered the space of the cave, and if something happened, he could escape at any time.

What's more, this space has just been opened up, and it is absolutely impossible for a formation to ambush.

"Xiaoman, it's not a cargo. ”

Ning Fan glanced back at Bei Xiaoman, smiled indifferently, but turned to a step and stepped into the cave space, and the void healed.

Thump...

It was another small stone, falling into the heart lake, in a word, but it made Bei Xiaoman's heart tremble.

Not cargo... He said I wasn't the cargo ...

Both my mother and sister treated my marriage contract as a bargaining chip for the Simon family, and treated it as a commodity. But he said, "I'm not a commodity."

Bei Xiaoman has always felt that Ning Fan is very annoying, very annoying.

Every time she saw Ning Fan smiling at her, she was inexplicably angry.

But this time, she felt that this smile was particularly good-looking, and it was so good-looking that it was sad.

He knew that the night of Ximen was powerful, but he still had to fight with it.

Doesn't he love to bully me the most, why is he willing to stand up for me?

"Don't go..."

Bei Xiaoman's heart was suddenly scared, she knew how powerful the night of the West Gate of the Dao was, she tried to keep it, but Ning Fan had already entered the cave space.

She wanted to enter it, but this space was opened by Simon's Night Palm Print, and unless she was a Broken Void Monk, who could easily enter...

Rumble!

didn't give Bei Xiaoman much time to think, and at the moment when Ning Fan and Ximen entered the cave space at night, there were earth-shattering fluctuations in it... As soon as the two of them fight, they will do their best!

The fighting method fluctuated, almost shattering the cave space!

Laugh at!

A stream of blood came out of the void crack and splashed on Bei Xiaoman's face.

Bei Xiaoman gently stroked the blood, the breath, how could she not recognize it.

It's Ning Fan's blood...

What's going on inside, what's going on?

Why did Ning Fan splash blood in the void as soon as he made a move!

"Don't be fine!

Bei Xiaoman's tears could no longer be controlled, Ning Fan fought for her, but she didn't even know whether Ning Fan was alive or dead at the moment.

She finally found that in her heart, she didn't know when she started, and she couldn't let go of him...

...

In the cave space, Ning Fan was covered in blood, his eyes were cold, and in front of him, Ximen Ye was also shattered, secretly surprised.

His soul is the refining realm of the peak of the Jade Destiny, and Ning Fan is obviously only the third realm of the Jade Destiny.

But after hundreds of punches, although Ning Fan was covered in blood, he did not lose too much.

And himself, even more so, was not a complete victory, and his fist bones were shattered by Ning Fan.

"You're strong, but it's only within the gods. This seat is already broken, and I have seen too many Tianjiao. I'm not afraid to tell you that the strength of this distracted body is almost a complete replica of the level when I turned into a god. You're not an opponent!"

"Yes, then why did your fist bones shatter?" Ning Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his fighting intent was even stronger.

It was the first time he had met such a peer Tianjiao, and that person was so powerful that he instinctively nervous and trembled with excitement.

In the past, he was a little arrogant because he defeated some Tianjiao.

Han Nietian, Ximen Night... These are all existences that have broken through the broken void among their peers!

"I, I won't lose!" Ning Fan said resolutely.

"Hmph! Don't be ashamed, this move, this seat will not be merciful. Soul Pump!"

Ximen Ye grabbed five fingers and grabbed towards the soul of the cave heaven and earth.

But seeing that the corners of Ning Fan's mouth sneered, he also grabbed it with five fingers, and actually took the soul of the earth before the night of Ximen.

There is only one earth soul, Ning Fan has withdrawn the earth soul, and Ximen Ye has no soul to draw.

"It's impossible that you can also use the art of soul extraction, and you are more proficient than this seat!"

Simon's eyes moved for the first time.

This soul extraction technique was also comprehended by Ximen Ye after breaking through the broken void, and he was not proficient. Originally, he wanted to draw his soul to achieve the power of refining the void mana and kill Ning Fan in an instant, but he never thought about it, but Ning Fan took away his earth soul.

Drawing his soul into his body, Ning Fan's mana skyrocketed, and in an instant, he was raised to a half-step refining void, which was not weaker than Ximen Ye at all.

The bones made a sonic boom-like crisp sound, Ning Fan's eyes were like electricity, he looked at Ximen Ye coldly, and two layers of palm prints condensed in his palm, and he slapped it out with one palm.

The next moment, the rolling black flames turned into a two-thousand-zhang flame giant palm, from the long sky to the west gate night.

"Where are the Void-level spells? But what! Great Void Palm!"

Ximen Ye's palm print was patted, and the power of the void, which was as black as the night, turned into two thousand black palm prints, and collided violently with the fire palm.

Rumble!

The fire palm shattered, the void palm also shattered, and the fluctuations swept across, almost collapsing the cave space here.

Ning Fan retreated more than ten steps in a row, and Ximen Ye retreated nine steps in a row before they each stabilized their figures.

Ximen Ye was secretly surprised that the Great Void Palm that he shot with all his strength would be taken over by Ning Fan.

And what made it even more incredible was that Ning Fan almost stabilized his body at the moment, he lifted away the purple wings, holding the sword in both hands, one was as starlight as water, and the other was as bloody as a dragon.

Not shaken by the shattering of the fire palm at all, he double-wielded the sharp sword, attacked head-on, and was not afraid of death.

"I'm not going to lose!"

This time, Ximen Ye really felt the momentum in Ning Fan's sword.

His gaze then changed, this Ning Fan was definitely the most fierce one among the avatars he had ever seen.

"But you, after all, are just gods... Void Condensation Sword!"

With a wave of his hand, the power of the void condensed into a pitch-black sword, which was as powerful as a void treasure!

One sword at a time, facing Ning Fan's double swords, the sword light collided, and the cave space began to collapse.

After more than ten sword body encounters, Ximen Ye was impatient to find that he couldn't take advantage of Ning Fan in the slightest.

Even, in terms of exquisite swordsmanship alone, he is too inferior to Ning Fan.

"This seat will be defeated by a nether ant on the sword path!"

A strong displeasure surged into Simon's heart.

He held the sword in one hand, and slapped Ning Fan's sword body fiercely with the other.

With the power of one beat, Ning Fan's mouth was shattered, and the blood flowed like an infusion, but his eyes did not change the momentum of the charge, and he wiped the blood dragon demon sword towards Ximen Ye's neck, not caring about the injuries he suffered at all.

Ximen was secretly frightened at night, and this way of fighting for his life made him jealous.

hurriedly retreated, but he was still slashed in the neck by the blood dragon demon sword, leaving a half-inch-long blood mark.

And when the blood dragon demon sword cut through its skin, it seemed that a tearing force came out of the blood sword, sucking away a lot of Ximen Ye's essence blood, and it was careless that he suffered a greater loss than Ning Fan.

"What kind of demon sword is this!" Simon Ye was furious, he did not allow himself to be injured by an ant.

"Half a move, I won. Ning Fan sneered.

"Shut up!" Simon's eyes were furious.

Any half-trick appointments have been left behind.

He has only one mood at the moment, and that is... Kill Ning Fan!

(3/6)(To be continued......)