"Jin Chixiao, the man in purple and others came to intercept and kill Ye Fan, wanting to take away the dragon marrow of the rare divine object, it can be said that they have no fear.

"The purple dragon pith is rare in the world, this bottle of divine liquid is worth more than four million catties, you are really timely rain, I know that we need it very much. One of them was smiling.

"There are twelve drops of divine liquid, and the seven of us are a little difficult to distribute. The other person took a moment and said casually, he had already regarded Ye Fan as a Chinese meal.

Jin Chixiao was calm, put his hands behind his back, paced slowly, and seemed to have everything in his grasp, and said: "He may not have other treasures on him, you can count them when the time comes." ”

The purple-clothed man next to him was calm, his face was calm and calm, he glanced at Ye Fan lightly, and said, "Take him down first, and then make a decision later." ”

"Is it true that I am a soft persimmon and can pinch it as much as I want?" Ye Fan snorted coldly, walked forward, and forced a few people step by step.

At this time, he was fearless of Jin Chixiao and the others, and all he feared was the four old men, all of whom had surpassed the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and were the elders of the Holy Land.

"There are four seniors here, and you still want to resist stubbornly? I really don't know whether to live or die!" one of them, Ye Yue, shook his head and sneered.

Jin Chixiao, the purple-clothed man and the others stepped back, and they didn't plan to come forward to fight in person, they wanted the four Supreme Elders to kill him, they were very cautious.

"In the morning, when we met in that little restaurant, we did not know that you were a monk, and now we repeat the old saying, if you lead a horse for us, we may consider sparing your life. ”

"Such a person is not at ease, if he is self-abandoned, he is almost the same, if he wants to live, he will kowtow first and beg for mercy, I like to see others submit to softness. ”

The seven of them stood in the distance, calm and calm, speaking humiliatingly, standing on the rocks and looking down here, with a sneer on the corner of their mouths.

"You don't even have the courage to fight me, but you have to invite four old immortals to help. Ye Fan snorted coldly: "I think you will have to hire a godfather or godfather wherever you go in the future." ”

One of them had a frosty face and said, "You look good for a while, let you kneel and beg for mercy than death." ”

Another person said in a dark voice: "You are just a person who has turned into a dragon for the third time, and which one of the people present is weaker than you, just lazy to do something with you." ”

Ye Fan ignored it, but looked at the four old men and said, "Four brothers, are these seven people your grandsons?"

One of them subconsciously shook his head, but in an instant he woke up and lowered his face and said, "Take advantage of your tongue." ”

Jin Chixiao and the others in the rear all had cold faces, and one of them said, "Take advantage of us for a while and let you die on your knees."

"It turns out that they have nothing to do with the four of you, whose sons are they, why didn't your grandfather come?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

The identities of the seven people are not ordinary, He has been ridiculed like this, one of them stepped forward, his eyes were gloomy, and said: "I came to fight him, and I want to take a slave with my own hands." ”

"Just ask the four seniors to be killed, there is no need to let his blood stain our hands. Jin Chixiao shook his head and said, it can be regarded as a kind of euphemistic obstruction, afraid that there will be an accident.

"I always feel like I'm almost at ease when I kneel down without pressing him with my own hands!" he said as he walked forward, his palm shining, and a golden trident appeared.

"Brush"

The golden trident, which is only one inch long, is enlarged in his hand, reaching a zhang, the air is cold, the golden divine light flows, the brilliance is shining, and the color is ten thousand ways.

This is an ancient soldier who interweaves the laws of heaven and earth, and he held five hands in his hands, killing them one after another, like a stormy ocean.

"A few seniors, let's find a slave myself!" he strode forward, past the four old men, and then entered the field.

Ye Fan stood there very calmly, didn't say anything, but was ready to make a move.

"It's not too late to get down on your knees, I'll spare you your life. "This is the young master of an extremely powerful and ancient family in the Northern Plains, cultivating to be the fourth transformation of the dragon.

"Since you are looking for death, I will send you on the road!" Ye Fan finally moved, his body was fluttering, like a fairy volley, light but also very fast, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Phew!"

This young master held a golden trident in his hand, and slashed it hard, and his surroundings were like a golden ocean, bright and vigorous, killing all the ways.

Ye Fan's left hand turned into a golden heavenly monument, and his right hand turned into a golden grinding disc, and the runes on it flashed, as if engraved with two heavenly books. "Keng", "Keng"

Two piercing metal clashing sounds came out, and the golden monument and the grinding disc hit the golden treasure soldier who came from the slash, sparks shot in all directions, piercing the golden cracked stone.

The trident, the light dimmed for a while, and the two halberd blades were broken, leaving only the divine peak in the middle, which turned from a halberd into a golden war spear.

In the rear, everyone changed color, and Ye Fan cracked a weapon that intertwined the law with his bare hands, making everyone shake, but it was too late to stop it.

"Brush"

Ye Fan's speed was so fast, the golden grinding disc turned into his right hand fell, and all kinds of talismans flashed on it, mysterious and unpredictable, as if he was interpreting an ancient scripture.

This young master was shocked, he didn't expect that a person's physical body was so powerful, it shattered his golden treasure blade, and deceived him to the front.

"Bang!"

He had to quickly counterattack, abandon the "war spear" that could not be waved at close quarters, and retreat "... Defend yourself with both hands to buy time for yourself.

"Poof"

It's a pity that as soon as his hands were raised, they were broken by Ye Fan, and even his two arms were broken inch by inch, turning into a large piece of blood mist.

"Bang"

Ye Fan's left hand pressed down, this is a golden heavenly monument, the innate veins are flashing, densely packed, engraved on it, and pressed down.

The young master screamed, he couldn't stop it at all, his body suddenly fell short, like Mount Tai pressing the top, he couldn't bear the heavy pressure, and his body bent down.

"Puff"

He couldn't stop it at all, he couldn't move when he was pressed, his legs were almost broken, and as soon as he became weak, he involuntarily knelt on the ground, which was a shameful posture.

Just now, he threatened to ask Ye Fan to kneel down, but as soon as he saw him, he was beaten to the ground by the other party, which was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Just because you also want to make the young master a slave?!" Ye Fan slapped it down, and the golden heavenly monument made the young master's head suddenly become a rotten watermelon.

Then, he took the weapon, which had become a golden spear, and stepped back, the dead body of the young master kneeling in a position, but his head rotted.

The people in the rear didn't have time to stop it, and the four old men came over like tigers and wolves, urging the mana like a sea to suppress it, but they only caught an afterimage, and Ye Fan rushed out without permission.

"Give back my brother's life!" A young man in the distance turned pale, and offered a copper gourd, and the moment the plug was pulled out, the whale sucked the cow and swallowed the ten directions.

Ye Fan rushed over with the golden war spear, as if it had been shrunk, and rushed towards the mouth of the gourd, about to be taken in.

However, at this moment, his body suddenly shook violently, like a green dragon swinging its tail, jumped up, quickly enlarged, and the golden war spear in his hand stabbed forward.

"Click"

This golden war spear was inserted from the mouth of the gourd, penetrating from the bottom of the gourd, the divine peak was unstoppable, and the copper gourd was broken into several halves.

"Poof"

After the golden war spear passed through the copper gourd, the spear blade became faster, and the golden light shone, and it suddenly sank into the person's chest, and the blood gushed out.

"Ahh The man screamed, his chest shining brightly, his internal organs cracked, and his soul hurt.

Ye Fan stood in the arena like a god and demon, picked it up with a golden war spear in one hand, and then shook it hard, with a "poof", blood splattered, and the body was torn apart and flew in all directions.

The flesh and bones fell with a large amount of blood, this person's soul was destroyed, the golden war spear was bleeding, Ye Fan's black hair was scattered, holding the war spear, and he strode forward without stopping.

"This is"..."Everyone was stunned, such a means, clean and neat, terrible and scary.

Ye Fan pressed forward, and with every step he fell, the earth shook, like a giant traveling, the golden war spear in his hand was facing the sky, blood flowed, and his black hair was like a waterfall, like an ancient god of war.

"Whoa", "Whoa"...

The sound of breaking the air came, and the four old men rushed in, and once again sacrificed mana like an ocean, and the brilliance filled the four fields, flooding the heavens and the earth, and wanted to refine and suppress Ye Fan.

However, all that was left for them was an afterimage, Ye Fan's speed was too fast, he seemed to be walking in ancient times, separated from the world, and was not affected.

He held the golden war spear in his hand, one step at a hundred feet away, and rushed towards Jin Chixiao and a few people, the black hair danced, and the killing qi was in all directions, like breaking free from the shackles and killing the gods from hell.

The remaining five young powerhouses all changed color, and the other party jumped like a dragon, surging with a powerful aura, and everyone had to fight hard.

"Ahh

One of them shouted, once taunted Ye Fan to send the purple dragon source for them, and at this moment he held a Tianluo umbrella into the air and protected himself behind.

"Buzz!"

The void shook violently, like a rag rattling in the wind, and the turmoil continued.

Ye Fan held the golden war spear in his hand, regarded it as a heavenly sword, held it with both hands, and immediately slashed down, driving the monstrous golden divine light to engulf the earth.

"Click!"

Ye Fan swung the golden war spear down, destroying the withering and decaying, and cutting the Tianluo umbrella that intertwined the law into two halves, and the fracture was smooth and smooth.

"Ahh

The young powerhouse shouted, cracks in his eyebrows, blood bursting out, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Hey,

The golden war spear in Ye Fan's hand was no different from the Heavenly Sword, and it slashed down, and while cutting the Tianluo umbrella, the spear blade cut into the person's skull.

Blood surged, and he slashed down with force, and the golden spear blade was like a bolt of lightning, splitting the person's body in half, very symmetrical.

A large amount of blood rushed out, and the two halves of the body were facing each other separately, with fear written on his face and endless panic in his eyes.

"Bang"

The corpses split in half fell to the ground respectively, Ye Fan stood in the center, his hair was as black as ink, the golden war spear in his hand was even brighter in the sunlight, blood flowed down, and he stood there like a god and demon.