Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Swipe!" Five sharp white lights shot at Gong Ye Liang's limbs and head at the same time. Although the power of each sword in the sleeve is not as powerful as a finger of heaven and earth, it is not the same.

If Lord Ye Liang dares to bear with his body, he will inevitably be penetrated.

Master Ye Liang retreated violently, and the pure elemental power at the top of his head flowed, and most of the power in his body was blocked by the head. As for the limbs, only a small part of the pure elemental power was left, and he could only be resigned.

"Elder Xuan Gong, save me..." During the violent retreat, Duke Ye Liang saw a figure with a sad face, and it was Duke Ye Xuan who had not done anything yet.

As the strongest of the three, Ye Xuangong, who defended the first level and triple level, was much better than ordinary sect disciples, and was also Ye Fan's true opponent.

"Boy, don't be too extreme!" Ye Xuangong walked forward slowly, and drew an arc out of thin air in front of him, and then the power of the strong pure energy permeated, filling the arc in an instant, turning into a transparent The mask blocked all the sword power in Ye Fan's five sleeves from the arc.

With pure strength to resist the power of the five martial arts, Ye Xuangong's strength was higher than Ye Fan imagined.

The sword power in his sleeve was broken, but Ye Fan didn't care. Instead, he looked at Ye Xuangong with a serious face, and said coldly: "The strength of the three levels of guarding the first stage is really extraordinary, but my punch was originally beaten before it was cast. You designed to interrupt, but now it is much stronger, and it should be returned to you!"

When Ye Xuangong and others heard this, their eyes trembled, and their expressions were moved. They naturally knew what Ye Fan's so-called punch was. It was the legendary Ye family ancestor's strongest martial arts in his life: the magic fist.

With Ye Fan's original strength, using the Magic World Divine Fist could severely injure them. At this moment, the realm was much stronger, wouldn't it be life-threatening.

"Boy, are you really going to die? If we are dead, can you protect Ye Family?" Ye Lianggong was a little anxious. For this belated punch, infinite fear emerged in his heart.

They want to get the magic fist of the magic world, but definitely not in this way.

"Does it make sense to say this now? A truly powerful family doesn't need any guardians at all!" Ye Fan asked rhetorically, and his opinions were recognized by many people present.

The so-called guardian begins to defend his own interests by guarding, what is the use? In a world respected by martial arts, self-improvement is the truth, and the same is true for families.

As Ye Fan's words fell, his power began to soar. A terrifying force slowly overflowed with the dazzling golden light, causing Ye Fan's entire body to gradually emit a brilliant brilliance.

"Hurry up and stop him..." This time, Lord Ye Xuan took the lead in exiting, his anxious expression was beyond words.

Huanshi Shenquan has always been the most desired martial skill of the Ye Family Elder Group, and it is also the most feared martial skill. In the first battle, many elders died under Ye Batian's fist.

"Heaven and earth!" As if the scene reappeared, both Ye Yantai and Ye Liang's hands shot a sharp white light in an attempt to interrupt Ye Fan's martial arts. And Ye Xuangong shot out the most dazzling light, the position was surprisingly at the center of Ye Fan's brow.

Since he intends to die and break the net, he will no longer keep his hands. Ye Fan will not die, and the elders will hardly be calm.

"Don't..." Seeing this scene, Ye Feihua rushed forward desperately, and the three elders shot together. This force was really terrifying.

Moreover, Ye Fan is the weakest period of energy accumulation at this moment. Once he is hit on the eyebrow, he will inevitably die.

"Ye Fan..." In a corner, Ye Linglong's eyes were red and her voice was a little sad.

"Wait, Patriarch, look behind them!" A guard slammed Ye Feihua and pointed at the back of Ye Yantai and the others.

"This...how could it..." Ye Feihua looked impatiently, and suddenly left a look of sorrow.

I saw four Ye Fans standing in the four corners behind Ye Yantai and the others with different expressions, but they all had mocking smiles on their faces.

"Swiss!" Three powerful attacks hit the air directly, dissipating with Ye Fan's original figure.

"It's impossible!" Even if Ye Xuangong lived more than two hundred years old, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him. Ye Fan in front of him was just a phantom, but behind Ye Fan, there were as many as four, and three of them were still not. The disappeared phantom, how should this make them distinguish.

"Break it for me!" The pure power of the three elders overflowed and hit the four figures.

"Puff puff puff!" The four attacks failed again, and the four figures were still phantoms.

"I won't make the same mistake a second time, but you all make mistakes again and again!" Ye Fan's voice suddenly came from above, with immense strength and confidence.

The three elders secretly cried out that it was not good in their hearts. When they raised their heads, they only saw an extremely rich golden light that burst open in the eyes of everyone.

"Om..."

His eyes seemed to be blind, and only a blank gray could be seen, and there was a strange noise in his ears, as if he had come to another world.

A body of torn pain rushed to the heart, completely irresistible, and could only suffer silently. At this moment, the three supreme elders seemed to have seen death.

After living so many years, they saw death so close for the first time.

"brush!"

Under the fist of the magic world, the people who endured it felt fear, but what Ye Feihua and others outside saw was a pale, like daylight. At this moment, the broken space was slowly recovering, and four figures finally appeared In the sight of everyone.

Ye Fan stood in the center with his head up, except that there was a slight pale face on his face. It was nothing serious. The three elders around him were bloody. Ye Xuan broke his arm and his whole body was covered with bone wounds. Reluctantly standing tremblingly, Ye Lianggong and Ye Yantai both fell to the ground, reluctant to live or die.

"Master..." A pretty shadow dressed in a red costume ran forward, exclaiming, it was Ye Linglong.

Even if Ye Yantai acted wrongly, she still had the kindness to nurture her, and this kindness had to be repaid.

When Ye Linglong rushed towards Ye Yantai, Ye Fan also walked towards Ye Yantai. He had to make sure whether the two of them died.

"Huh..." Ye Yantai and Ye Lianggong were two, the former still had a weak breath, while the latter was completely dead.

After his death, Lord Ye Liang still maintained his previously shocked appearance. The magical fist's attack seemed to be very long, but for those who suffered it, it was just an instant.

"Ye Fan, do you remember owing me a condition? I beg you, don't kill my master, don't..." Seeing Ye Fan's slowly raised palm, Ye Linglong suddenly became anxious, blocking Ye Yan too. Some pitiful begged.

Ye Fan took a deep look at her, and finally put down the raised palm, but demanded: "Linglong, I hope you can explain some things!"

Ye Linglong also glanced at Ye Fan with deep meaning, and didn't promise anything, instead she helped Ye Yan to leave too slowly, and only when she was about to disappear, she said: "I don't deserve you!"

These words made Ye Fan stunned. He didn't know where his thoughts flew. He wanted to know why Ye Linglong suddenly had such an idea, but found that there was no trace of it with these five words alone.

"Ye Fan, you won today. Ye family belongs to you father and son, but don't be proud, the old man will come back to you sooner or later to settle the account!" Ye Xuangong glanced at the dead and miserable Ye Lianggong, and said with hatred, finally The whole person turned into a burst of black smoke and disappeared in place.

"The power of the magic way!" Ye Fan suddenly woke up, Ye Xuangong relied on some special power to escape, and this power was the power of the magic way he was very familiar with.

Just when he was about to chase, there was another change in Ye Lianggong's corpse, and a thick black mist slowly appeared, exactly the same as when Ye Meng died.

"Could it be that the Ye Family's old group has been infiltrated by the magic way?" This thought appeared in his mind, and Ye Fan himself was shocked.

"Boy, I didn't expect it to be you again!" As Ye Fan thought, the black mist spoke, with a surprised and angry tone.