"Knock"

Zhao Fa spurted blood and teeth from his mouth, knocking down the high wall behind him, he was furious, and he was pumped in front of so many people, knocking out his teeth, and making him explode his lungs.

"Phew!"

Nine sword rays spit out from his mouth, turning into a nine-colored rainbow and shooting towards Ye Fan's body, gorgeous and magnificent, and the murderous aura gushed like a tide.

This is a nine-mouth divine sword, forged from different meteoric irons, with different colors, all of which are no longer the length of a palm, but they are extremely sharp and sharp.

They pierced the void and rushed out of the void, like the nine wings of a divine phoenix, spewing out endless rainbow colors and sweeping away.

It looks bewitching and beautiful, but it is murderous, it can cut people's souls, penetrate into people's bones, and attack people with ice and cold.

"Bang"

Ye Fan's big golden hand slapped out, covering all nine flying swords of different colors, and they trembled uncontrollably, even if it was a rare meteorite in the world, it couldn't withstand this kind of force.

"锵", "锵", "锵......"

The nine colored swords were all grabbed by Ye Fan in his hands, and the golden fingers crushed hard, and the sound of "Zheng Zheng" was endless, and all of them were broken.

Then, colored iron powder fell from between his fingers, and he turned the divine iron into powder with his powerful finger power!

Everyone was shocked, did the Holy Sacrament really kill itself for cultivation? This is too nonsense, this news is completely deceiving people!

"You ......" Zhao Fa changed color, and there was fear in his heart, and said, "You didn't kill yourself!"

Ye Fan strode forward, and every step he took made the whole street tremble, and there was a big drum beating between heaven and earth, ringing in everyone's heart.

Zhao Fa's expression changed miserably, if Ye Fan hadn't cultivated himself, even if he fought hard, he would not be able to escape death, and his mind was disturbed to the extreme.

"Buzz!"

Ye Fan rushed over when he was emotionally unstable. The big golden hand split down again, turning into a round of golden grinding disc and falling down.

"I really cut myself down", he said with a smile, but he shot ruthlessly.

"What ......" Zhao Fa was stunned, but the distance was so close, he couldn't avoid it, and he hit it hard.

"Dang!"

As if he was driving an iron pile, Ye Fan had big golden hands like a grinding plate. slapped Zhao Fa's half-cut body into the ground.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan struck another blow, Zhao Fa's eyes were full of stars, blood spurted from his mouth, and his body sank a foot high, and all the people below his chest were submerged in the earth and stones.

"I've said it all, it's just a half-useless self-cultivation. There is still a little power left for self-preservation, but you are so deceiving me, when I am a soft persimmon, can I pinch it casually?"

Ye Fan squatted down, mercilessly, and slapped his backhand down, with a crisp snap, Zhao Fa's teeth fell two or three again, and his internal organs and six mansions were about to burn.

"I forgot to tell you in detail, under the treatment of Divine Doctor Wang, I have indeed slashed the Dao Fruit and fallen down to the Four Extremes Secret Realm, but I still have the cultivation of the peak of the Dao Palace. Ye Fan smiled brightly.

"Smack!"

Then, he slapped it again, and Zhao Fa was dizzy. Blood spurted from the mouth.

"You're so anxious, you can't wait to snatch my holy sword, don't you understand the truth that the acorn that comes out of the first rots first?"

"You have fallen into the Four Extremes Secret Realm?!" Zhao Fa gritted his teeth, his expression was cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Boom!"

He seems to have a strong self-confidence in Qiangbi. A purple light rushed out of his body, like a huge purple dragon hooking the sky.

Ye Fan laughed, but his eyes became even colder, he turned his hand and pressed it down, and said, "Knowing that my cultivation is too great, you can't hold it back?" You don't want to think about how close you are to me!"

"Smack!"

He slashed it down, and the teeth in Zhao Fa's mouth were about to fall out, mixed with blood and water splashing everywhere, and the purple mangs rushing out of his body were pressed back alive.

"So close to me, you'd better be honest!"

Ye Fan gave him another big slap, causing his body to sink more than half a foot again, and only stabbed off his head and was still on the surface.

Zhao Fa's face was pale, this kind of shame and humiliation was the first time in his life, he was sad and wanted to shout out, he was originally in control, and he was here to snatch the holy sword. I never thought about it, but it was such a result, I was planted alive in the soil and rocks, and I didn't even have the strength to fight back, and I was slapped several times.

"Enough, you guys are too much、, Zifu Holy Son stood in the distance, his eyes were cold, staring at Ye Fan.

"Why didn't you speak when Zhao Fa bullied Ye Fan's body just now?" Li Heishui glanced at him and said coldly: "If you want to fight unevenly, just come here!"

The big black dog was even more direct, shouting: "Do you want to favor that bastard, this emperor will accompany you on a journey, and I don't mind accepting a holy son as a pet!"

Beside him, everyone was speechless, did the Holy Body really cut himself to the secret realm of the Dao Palace, why did the people around him be fierce one by one.

"You teleported a few of my junior disciples to a foreign land, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet!" The Purple Mansion Holy Son had a cold expression, staring at the Black Emperor, and his killing intent was pervasive.

"Whoever is afraid of whom, just let the horse come!"

Ye Fan stood up, looked at the Purple Mansion Holy Son, and said, "Do you really want to make a move?"

All the holy sons are all "bright and upright", and no one has rashly made a move against him, if the Holy Son of Zifu does it, he will be the first.

"Since you have beheaded your cultivation and fallen into the Four Extremes Secret Realm, I don't care about you as a half-wasted person!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, after all, he was still a holy son, and he would not act easily when he couldn't figure out the situation, so he could still hold his breath.

"Die!" Suddenly, Zhao Fa roared, and the purple mangs rushed into the sky.

Above his skull, a huge star appeared, purple and shining, extremely dazzling!

This only star, possessing endless terrifying divine power, eclipsed the sun in the sky, emitting monstrous law fluctuations.

"Ziwei Emperor Star!"

Someone exclaimed, they didn't expect that Zhao Fa had cultivated the immortal magic of the Ziwei Sect and evolved the Ziwei Emperor Star, once it cracked, it would be enough to destroy a heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan's big golden hand reached out, turned into a golden heavenly monument and fell, the divine power fluctuated terrifyingly, and with a pop, the Ziwei Emperor Star Town was suppressed.

"Get up!" shouted Zhao Fa.

However, Ye Fan's physical body was too powerful, and he turned into a big hand of the Golden Heavenly Monument. Pressed the Ziwei Emperor Xingsheng back into his skull, forcing the monstrous mana back.

"Ah......h

"Save me......" Zhao Fa was really frightened, he couldn't control himself, the big purple star was about to be destroyed in his body.

"Didn't you want to take my holy sword and harm my life, why are you begging me now?" Ye Fan looked down at him.

Zhao Fa only had one head left on the ground, his face was extremely pale, and he said: "I should die, I shouldn't be so greedy, save me!"

"Bang!"

Ye Fan raised his foot and kicked out, shaking a big star out of his skull, rushing into the sky, and bursting in the distant sky.

The endless purple rays were surging, and the terrifying energy was immense, even though the aftermath of a tsunami was felt in front of the ground, which was terrifying.

Although Zhao Fa was saved, there was a trace of anger in his eyes, he suffered such a big loss today, and he couldn't wait to cut Ye Fan to pieces.

"Bang"

He broke through the ground, stood on the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Brother Ye is here today, and I will come to visit you another day!"

Zhao Fa didn't know Ye Fan's true details, and he didn't dare to make a move easily, and wanted to find out the situation before making a ruthless move.

However, Ye Fan laughed, like a ghost, his movements were extremely fast. Come in front of him, so that he can't avoid it at all.

"Then I won't send it, let's go!"

Ye Fan patted him lightly on the shoulder, just like Zhao Fa had done before, causing his complexion to change suddenly. Go back quickly.

"You...... What did you do to me?" Zhao Fa coughed up blood step by step, and when he stepped back to the eighth step, there was a sound of shattering in his body.

He immediately screamed miserably and said, "You abolished me?!"

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent, and he said, "You have repeatedly wanted to harm me, and it is good to leave you a life."

Everyone was silent, and a monk of the Four Great Perfection Realms of the Ziwei Sect was abolished by Ye Fan with his hand, which was really chilling.

Did the Holy Body really cut off its own cultivation, how could it still be so terrifying and powerful, if it was only in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, it would be too careless.

"You're so ruthless...... Zhao Fa's expression turned pale, and his whole body was trembling.

"You have murderous intent against me, do I still have to smile relatively badly, God has the virtue of a good life, let's change my life"

Ye Fan thought of abolishing a young generation of talents, which shocked everyone.

"You are in the secret realm of the Dao Palace, if you can take my three blows, I will turn around and leave, it is not difficult for you. The Purple Mansion Holy Son said in a cold voice, and suddenly hit Ye Fan with a purple light.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan raised his fist and responded to the battle, shattering it on the spot.

"Boom!"

A small purple tower conjured up in the heart of the Purple Mansion Holy Son's eyebrows, pressing forward and pressing forward, sending out terrifying fluctuations.

"Oh!"

Ye Fan's eyebrows directly rushed out of a small golden tripod and slammed forward.

The Purple Mansion Holy Son changed color, retracted the small purple tower and retreated, and then sealed his hands and shot forward with a monstrous wave of purple energy.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan still met with his golden fist, and the ancient street he hit shook violently, almost collapsing.

"Let's go!"

The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion turned around and left, and when the other disciples of the Purple Mansion saw this, they all followed and left.

"He's testing me, after all, he can't hold it back......" Ye Fan said to himself.

The Holy Son of Zifu was not able to test anything, and left very decisively, not wanting to risk his life.

On this day, the news was flying all over the sky and spread quickly.

The Holy Body has been cultivated since its own beheading, and it has not been completely abolished, and there is still the cultivation of the peak of the Dao Palace. Zhao Fa of the Ziwei Sect was careless and was deposed as a mortal. The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion tried to do so, and finally left.

People are talking about this kind of news, wondering what kind of state Ye Fan is, and they don't believe much in the above rumors.

On the same day, Doctor Wang appeared, saying that what Ye Fan said was true and that he had beheaded himself. At the same time, it was revealed that if Ye Fan wanted to work hard, he could occasionally exert the combat power of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, at the cost of losing his life element, no more than ten times.

This is something that Ye Fan and Divine Doctor Wang have already discussed, and he doesn't want to say it too much, otherwise, if he shows the four extremes of cultivation, he will immediately go through it.

However, he wasn't so worried, because if he got the Nine Secrets Technique, he would no longer need to worry, and he would be able to get this footwork all over the world, and he wouldn't be afraid of being stopped and killed.

"If such news spreads, not to mention other people, all the saints will not be able to hold it back, are you doing it on purpose?" Li Heishui said, glanced at Ye Fan, and then glanced at the old madman behind him.

"If you want to test or kill me, just come!" Ye Fan smiled.

"Most of the Ancient Killer God Dynasty is about to appear, and I'm afraid I've received a lot of commissions. The big black dog said.

The Holy Sons were very calm and had not taken any action yet, but many disciples of the Holy Land appeared, coming to test what happened to Ye Fan, the mountain rain was about to come, and the wind was full of buildings, this was a chess piece to explore the way.

Soon, news came that the Yin Yang Holy Son was carrying the secret treasure of the Yin Yang Sword, and went all the way south, preparing to behead the Holy Body Ye Fan, followed by several Supreme Elders, and was about to arrive.

At the same time, some of the elders in Ziwei's sect of Zhao Fa were furious, and they hurried overnight to kill Youyue City, wanting to suppress Ye Fan.