Urban Madness

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Hearing the call for help from the disciple, the red-haired middle-aged man had a gloomy face and his eyes were like electricity. He looked at Ye Fan and said sharply:

"Bold fanatics, dare to run wild in the fire worship, don't you think I Wei Yong is in his eyes?"

As soon as the words fell, the Zoroastrian leader Wei Yong's body was shaken, and an extremely terrifying power was like a volcanic eruption, carrying the power of burning all things against Ye Fan.

The surrounding temperature suddenly rose, the ground cracked into scorched earth, and even the air seemed to boil.

Wei Yong's strength was many times stronger than those of the two disciples, and the surging inner strength in his body was endless, worthy of being the master of a sect.

"Smelly boy, our leader is a monk at the peak of the Golden Core, so we can't catch it quickly, and wait for the leader to send off!" The axe-armed monk shouted.

Ye Fan didn't take it seriously. He still straightened his spine and didn't put Wei Yong in his eyes.

Regarding the realm of cultivation, he had just broken into the Golden Core Realm, and Wei Yong was a monk on the Golden Core Peak, far better than him.

However, what Ye Fan condensed was an immortal golden pill that had been rare in a lifetime.

Jindan nine grades, one grade and one heavy.

The immortal golden core is even higher than other golden cores, reaching the top, beyond the reach of others, and even has the ability to fight across borders.

On the earth, Mengdie, the female disciple of the Seventh-Rank Golden Core condensed from the Shuiyue Palace, was defeated by Ye Fan.

Although this Wei Yong condensed a few gold cores, it is absolutely impossible to beat Ye Fan.

On the other side, Wei Yong was furious when he saw Ye Fan's nonchalant appearance.

He is the lord of the One Sect and a strong man at the peak of the Golden Core. He has a high regard for himself. Where has he been treated with such contempt?

"Boy, you dare to trespass into the mountains behind my education and kill my disciples. Your sin is unforgivable! Today, I will punish you for breaking your own arm and relegating you to the slavery of Zoroastrianism. Rebel!"

Although Wei Yong's voice was not loud, it contained an irresistible will, extremely majestic, like a judge in control of power.

Facing such an overbearing attitude, Ye Fan's expression changed, his eyes became a bit cold, and he said solemnly:

"Sure enough, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked! Obviously your apprentice acted first. I was just a legitimate defense, but now you are indiscriminately trying to cure my crime, and you are not reasonable?"

"a ha ha ha……"

Suddenly, Wei Yong seemed to have heard some big joke, and let out a brazen laugh: "What an innocent kid, are you trying to laugh at me? In the world of cultivating immortals, there is never any reason at all!"

"Fist is the biggest truth!"

Hearing these words, Ye Fan bowed his head and remained silent, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

He had just descended on the Fire Spirit Star, and he did not expect to encounter such a dispute.

From this point of view, the realm of cultivating immortals admires the naked law of the jungle more than on earth.

The weak and the strong eat, the king loses!

Without strength, how can we speak of dignity?

As the strong, you have the power to kill the weak.

Although Ye Fan didn't take it seriously in this area, but if he encounters a stronger Nascent Soul, an incarnation monk, or even a True Immortal, he can't resist even with the power of Beichen Immortal Venerable Wei Lao.

Become stronger!

Must become stronger!

A raging flame burned in Ye Fan's heart, it was a desire for strength.

On earth, he had already reached the top, becoming the strongest man of seven billion, leaving other warriors behind.

But in the world of cultivating immortals, he is still very weak and has a lot of room for growth.

Only by becoming stronger and becoming the existence at the top of the pyramid can we hope to rescue Chu Mengyao from the Water Moon Palace.

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On the other hand, when the axe-bearing monk saw Ye Fan's silence, he thought he was scared, and said even more vigorously: "Smelly boy, what are you still making? The leader is stronger than you, let alone let you be a slave, even if Let you kneel down and lick your feet, you can only do it!"

"Noisy!"

Ye Fan let out a cold snort, his eyes showed cold light, his fingers flicked slightly, and an invisible air arrow shot out from his fingertips, instantly sinking into the eyebrows of the axe cultivator.

"She!"

The rosy blood flower resembled a coquettish red lotus, exploding in the forehead of the axe monk.

This monk was just building the foundation and cultivation base, and had not yet condensed the soul, the most critical head was blown up, there was no possibility of surviving, and he could not die again.

Wei Yong didn't expect that Ye Fan would suddenly get into trouble. He was caught off guard and had no time to help. He could only watch his disciple blood splash on the spot.

At the next moment, Wei Yong's face was suddenly pale, even more ugly than eating a fly. He stared at Ye Fan fiercely and said angrily: "It depends on the owner to hit a dog! Stinky boy, you actually killed my disciple under my nose, today I am If I don’t kill you, then my surname will not be Wei!"

As soon as the voice fell, Wei Yong's clothes were windless, and his momentum rose steadily, like a savage **** from ancient times, even if he stood still in place, he revealed the ultimate dominance.

"You still want to kill me, and you don't weigh your own abilities...not your own strength!" Ye Fan retorted relentlessly.

"presumptuous!"

Wei Yong was furious, his eyes were red, and he was obviously touching the real fire. He shouted: "Smelly boy, don't think that by killing two of my disciples, you will be able to show off in front of me! No ten tricks, I will kill you! "

Although Ye Fan had just flicked and killed people, showing strong strength, in Wei Yong's view, Ye Fan was just a pariah from a lower plane, at best, he had just stepped into the realm of Golden Core, and it was absolutely impossible to beat himself.

He has absolute confidence in himself!

The so-called ten tricks are still conservative, maybe one or two tricks are enough.

The next moment, Wei Yong put his hands on his chest, superimposing a mysterious mark.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, a dazzling light burst into his hands, which was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky, illuminating a radius of 10,000 meters.

After more than half a minute, the light slowly dissipated, and Ye Fan could see what was in front of him.

Looking into the distance, I saw a group of jumping yellow flames between Wei Yong's fingers. Although it was not large in size, it contained extremely terrifying energy and was extremely unstable. Once it exploded, it seemed to burst into destruction. Its power is no less than the atomic bomb on the earth.

With the appearance of this yellow flame, the surrounding space was burnt and distorted, and even cracks visible to the naked eye appeared. It seemed that everything in the world would be burned into nothingness.

"Hahaha..."

Wei Yong laughed and said as if showing off: "Our Fire Spirit Star is not in the top 100 among the tens of millions of stars in the Big Dipper Galaxy, but the Fire Element in the Fire Spirit Star is very rich, and it may condense. All kinds of different fires in the world! Before a year ago, I risked a life of nine deaths, broke into the real fire desert, and found this legendary'desert meteoritis' under the earth!

Desert Meteorite, but the abnormal fire recorded in the "Alternative Fire List", ranked 96th, absorbed the heat of the entire desert, and condensed such a small mass with incredible power! Boy, it is an honor for you to die under such a strange fire! "

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Hearing these words, Ye Fan nodded silently.

He could feel this desert meteorite, which was indeed a strange fire that was more mysterious than Nanming Lihuo, which brought him great pressure.

However, in this world, there are no **** powers, only **** monks.

Even the simplest moves, in the hands of the Supreme Immortal Venerable, can burst out with earth-shattering power.

"Fucky boy, go to hell!"

Wei Yong shouted, controlling the desert meteoritis in his hand, and flew towards Ye Fan.

Wherever he went, the space was annihilated, and a death tunnel appeared high in the sky.

Seeing this terrifying magical power, Ye Fan still stood in place, not dodge or avoid, motionless.

Wei Yong was stunned when he saw this, and then endless anger in his heart, never expected Ye Fan to be so big.

But he then thought about it, Ye Fan's actions were no different from suicide.

"Okay! Brat, since you are looking for death, wait for the bones and **** burned by the desert meteorite!"

A few seconds later.

Seeing Desert Meteorite, he was about to hit Ye Fan.

At this critical moment, Ye Fan suddenly opened his mouth, as if he regarded that group of extremely terrifying yellow flames as a wonderful delicacy.

"I swallow!"

Under Wei Yong's incredulous eyes, Ye Fan directly swallowed the desert meteorite.