Cover the sky

Not far away, Lei Bo grabbed his hair and squatted on the ground, in great pain.

"Your disciples are unscrupulous and kidnap the source seekers from various villages, but if you don't obey, you will fight with fists, even the elderly in their 70s and [-]s, and want to beat them to death."

"It's just an isolated incident."

"Individual incident?" Ye Fan shook his head and said, "There are only a few dozen households in a stone village, and a young girl was humiliated, an old man was almost beaten to death, and several people were killed. Looking at the radius of five hundred miles, what do you think?" How many tragedies will there be? Are you still monks, did you set up this sect just to burn, kill and loot reasonably?"

"Brother Ye, you want to avenge my sister!" the second fool cried from a distance.

"Zhang Wuye was severely beaten, but he survived after all." Wang Shu was also emotional, and said, "However, three of my friends who played with the second idiot since we were young were beaten to death..."

"What else can you say?" Ye Fan stared at these people.

"Only when we become stronger can we maintain the stability of this area. When the time is up, all the rogues will naturally disappear." A very old Supreme Elder of Qingxiamen said.

"Speaking these words, don't you feel that your conscience is uneasy?" Ye Fan glanced at them and said, "I think that only by obliterating all of you can we eliminate future troubles forever and restore peace to this region!"

"What an arrogant tone, do you really think that one of our sects can be wiped out by yourself?" A irascible elder raised his eyebrows upside down.

"Which family are you the descendant of?" Someone asked, this is their biggest concern, if they are the descendants of a certain powerful force, if they are killed here, it may cause disaster.

"I'm a casual cultivator, so you don't need to be afraid." Ye Fan stepped lightly and forced towards Qingxia's head teacher.

The many elders of Qingxia Sect glanced at each other with murderous intent on their faces, and one of them said: "Kill him, that's the only way to go."

Qingxia's head teacher even lowered her face, and shouted at the disciples in the distance: "Block the mountain gate, these three people must not be allowed to escape."

They have already seen that Ye Fan is in the same realm as them. Even if his combat power is amazing, it is impossible to resist the siege of ten people at the same time. I am afraid that even the great holy masters may not be able to do it when they were young.

"I wanted to save your life, but if you don't give yourself a way out, then don't blame us for being cruel and merciless, and silence you here!"

"No matter what your background is, right now I can only treat you as a casual cultivator and kill you!"

These people sneered again and again, making it clear that they wanted to kill Ye Fan here and not give him a chance to survive.

"After listening to your words, I have no regrets. Qingxia has become history from now on, and will never exist again!" Ye Fan fluttered his clothes and stood by the pool. , but it makes people palpitate.

In the distance, Qingxia's disciples were terrified and backed away quickly. They couldn't forget the scene not long ago. This was a young demon king. He looked handsome and harmless, but when he moved his hands, he was breathtaking and powerful.

"Behead him with your hands, and never let him go!"

Ten monks from the secret realm of the Taoist Palace shot at the same time. Although they only cultivated one god, ten people working together is terrifying enough.

The weapons they sacrificed were combined together, and they attacked Ye Fan at the same time.

Ye Fan didn't understand until he was in the current realm, the horror of Taoist monks, the power of the gods in the weapons is many times greater.

For example, the head teacher of Qingxia Sect, the copper lamp he sacrificed, the spirit in his heart turned into a round sun, sank into the copper lamp, and the two became one, illuminating the sky.

Like a sky lantern, it flew from outside the world, hung high in the sky, sprinkled flames, and burned towards Ye Fan. The scorching temperature evaporated a waterfall next to it, and the water vapor was misty, like a fairyland.

"boom!"

Ye Fan waved his fist and struck at the copper lamp. His combat power was like a wave, and the remaining clouds were rolled up, causing the mist between the green peaks to burst, revealing a bright and bright universe.

His golden fist flew across the sky, like an ancient chariot rumbling across the sky, making the sky tremble continuously.

This kind of powerful divine power was surging like a vast ocean, and it changed the color of all the head teachers and elders of Qingxiamen, which was simply too terrifying.

Such a young man, at such an age, actually has such mighty fighting power. He is either a rare genius, or an elite successor cultivated by the Holy Land.

"We've already fought each other, so we can't do anything good. To take him down, whether to refine him or kill him, we'll make a decision after finding out his origin." These people were filled with fear.

The weapons of the top ten powerhouses joined together to block Ye Fan's golden fist. The flames surged into the sky, the electric light split the sky, and the sonorous sound pierced the sky.

"This kid is too powerful and must be eliminated!" Headmaster Qingxia felt awe-inspiring, and he was deeply worried that if Ye Fan was allowed to grow up, they would have no chance in just one or two years.

A Taishang elder let out a clear whistle, spit out a black light from his mouth, formed a mudra with his hands, and patted ninety-nine 81 black lotuses, escorted the black light, and slashed towards Ye Fan.

Seeing this, other people also shot one after another, attacking and killing forward.

"The black lotus burns the soul, slashes the form and destroys the god." The Supreme Elder yelled.

81 black lotuses bloomed, and the black petals intertwined with the black light of the human figure in the middle, turning into a sky ghost, and rushed towards Ye Fan.

This is a powerful secret technique. If you want to split Ye Fan's soul, you can devour divine power, tear the light curtain of body protection, and directly act on the source of human consciousness.

"But the light of the firefly!" Ye Fan was not frightened, he sipped lightly in his mouth, swiped his hands, and the Ninth Secret's attacking and killing skills were displayed again.

The sea is boundless!

Behind him appeared a vast ocean, the sea water was completely golden, rolling up thousands of heavy waves.

As he punched out, the vast expanse of golden ocean turned into a black dragon, horizontally in the air, jumped up with Ye Fan's punch, and rushed forward.

This is an earth-shattering killing intent, with inconceivable attack power, the sea rises to the dragon, the dragon's chant circles the nine heavens, and the entire Qingxia Gate can be heard.

Destruction!

Ninety-nine 81 black lotuses were crushed by the golden dragon fist. As for the humanoid sky ghost in the middle, it was even more torn apart and crushed into powder.

"Where to go!" Ye Fan rushed forward, not wanting to let the other party go.

Everyone was surprised, Ye Fan's attack power was too powerful for others to stop, and the Supreme Elder at the front was completely locked.

He rushed over all at once, ascending the dragon in the sea, leaping in the sky, stirring the wind and clouds, like a divine lord coming to the world!

"puff!"

Ye Fan punched out, shattering the body of the Supreme Elder Zhen, and then disappeared like a phantom flower in the blink of an eye.

A powerful Supreme Elder was beaten to death by him with one punch!

The other nine people were incomparably surprised. Such a great attack and killing technique made their hearts tremble.

Just now, the Supreme Elder was regarded as the blade and rushed to the front, and they were the blades. Although it was not ten people working together, it was almost the same.

The opponent actually directly shattered the blade and killed him cleanly and neatly, making everyone's heart throbbing.

In the distance, Qingxia's disciples were even more terrified. The ten strong men joined forces to besiege and kill one person, but they were killed by a Supreme Elder!

"Which holy land are you a successor?" Qingxia's head teacher asked in a deep voice.

"Can't someone who is not a descendant of the Holy Land have such strength?" The sea behind Ye Fan disappeared, and he walked forward like a white cloud, elegant and agile.

"We refine him!"

All the nine powerhouses and the gods in the Dao Palace rushed out, and the eighteen figures formed a net, blocking Ye Fan in it.