Urban Madness

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Although Ye Fan is known as the number one arrogant of the ages, no one knows how strong he is!

Before, Crocodile Tongtian competed with him for power, and he was flicked and turned into nothingness!

Therefore, Peng Wuji and other monsters take it for granted that he is a power-type powerhouse.

God is fair, no one can be proficient in all areas!

Powerful people often have short speeds.

Who knows now, Ye Fan cut off the wings of one hundred thousand Peng clan in an instant.

This also means that he swung his sword 100,000 times in an instant!

What a terrifying concept is this?

Just now Peng Wuji deliberately flaunted his speed, circling the city hundreds of times in a few breaths, which was considered shocking to the world.

But compared with Ye Fan, he fell short of the wind, and the difference was not a little bit, it was like a world of difference.

All the 100,000 Peng clan fighters who had covered the sky and sun fell to the ground, their wings broken, and they screamed again and again.

For the Peng Clan, wings are the most critical part and the source of strength.

With a wing broken, they couldn't maintain the balance of their bodies at all, and could no longer soar in the sky.

It is almost impossible to rebirth the broken wings.

This also means that Ye Fan only used one sword to abolish one hundred thousand Peng Clan fighters. This number has reached one-tenth of the total number of Peng Clan.

And Peng Wuji, the young Tianjiao, fell and became a waste.

The speed he was proud of was vulnerable to a blow in front of Ye Fan.

"Ah!"

Peng Wuji let out a scream of grief and indignation, and his eyes toward Ye Fan were full of unforgettable hatred: "I'm not convinced! Why? Why is this? A mere human race can always have that extreme speed?!"

...

It is dozens of miles away from Baidi City.

Seeing the terrible situation of the creatures being charcoal and the fall of the Peng clan, the three big monster clan were shocked.

Now, many monster races still don't know how powerful Ye Fan is, but the strength that Ye Fan displayed has obviously exceeded their imagination.

At this moment, these monster races truly realized Ye Fan's power!

No wonder he was able to slay the Demon Wolf King and surrender the Qingjiao King!

The eyes of all the monsters looking at Ye Fan suddenly changed, and there was no more contempt, on the contrary, they were extremely jealous.

Ye Fan in front of the city gate was no longer a young human monk, as if he had transformed into a peerless killer, a killer from Jiuyou Hell.

When he shot, he was destined to be accompanied by a sea of ​​blood.

"Ahhhhh..."

Suddenly, King Jinpeng hanging high in the eastern sky suddenly burst out an angry roar, extremely angry, the divine light blooming in the golden eyes was enough to tear the sky and shatter the void.

King Jinpeng stared straight at Ye Fan, gritted his teeth: "Asshole, dare to hurt my child, hurt my 100,000 people, you deserve death!!!"

His roar resounded through Qiongxiao, and the anger contained in it was like a volcanic eruption, enough to drown everything in the world.

"boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, a vast and majestic murderous aura burst out from King Jinpeng's body, shattering all the flowing clouds in the sky and shaking all directions.

He is the king of the Peng clan, the supreme existence in the ruins.

This time he led the tribe to come out, not only to seize the sacred artifacts, but also to unify the entire ruins by the great luck in the sacred artifacts.

Unexpectedly, before seeing the shadow of the sacred artifact, his own son was abolished, and the 100,000 people were seriously injured, and they were no longer able to fight.

Such a huge loss is simply unbearable for the Peng Clan.

King Jinpeng's gaze penetrated dozens of miles away, piercing Ye Fan like a sword out of its sheath.

"Little beast, this king will never die with you! Not killing you today is not enough to vent the hatred of this king!!!"

Faced with this threat, Ye Fan didn’t have the slightest fear. He looked up at King Jinpeng in the east high in the sky, and said coldly, “The mere Peng clan, how dare you yell in front of me? stay!"

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to be a **** in charge of life and death.

"you!!!"

King Jinpeng was anxious, unable to restrain the anger in his heart, spread his wings, and the roots of the golden feathers stood up like a sharp sword.

Just as he was about to perform a thunderous blow, King Crocodile suddenly said: "King Jinpeng, have you forgotten the previous agreement? Our three clans sent juniors to compete for the sacred artifacts. Now the competition is not over, you can't make a move! "

Regarding the tragic situation of the Peng clan, the giant crocodile king is not only not sad, but somewhat gloating.

Before, Crocodile Tongtian was killed by Ye Fan with a single finger, he wanted to make a move, but King Jinpeng stopped him with this reason.

And now, Feng Shui takes turns!

King Jinpeng was trembling with anger when he heard King Crocodile King's words, almost about to vomit blood, but in the end he held it back.

...

In front of Baidi City.

Among the three demon clan forces, all the crocodile clan kneeled on the ground, bowed their heads and claimed courtiers, each of the Peng clan had their wings broken, and they had no power to fight.

The last thing left is Saru Zhankong!

Although Yuan Zhankong did not make a move, he had been observing Ye Fan's movements.

But the more you observe, the more shocked he is!

Ye Fan gave him the feeling like a **** in the legend, impeccable, as if there were no shortcomings.

More importantly, Ye Fan still has a holy artifact that captures the luck of the world, which has not been sacrificed.

At this moment, even Yuan Zhankong, who was not afraid of the sky, felt a great deal of pressure, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Even the hand holding the Xuantie heavy stick trembled slightly.

Although Saru Zhankong has always been famous for his rebelliousness, he is the most famous fighting madman in the ruins.

But, who is not afraid of Ye Fan's unpredictable methods just now?

For a moment, Saru Zhankong stood there, his face uncertain, as if caught in a battle between heaven and man.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Yuan Zhankong straightened his spine, tall and mighty, and burst into the sky above his head, shooting straight into the sky, like a beacon and raging smoke, gathering but not dispersing, running through the world, like an eternal light.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Ye Fan, his eyes were surging with fighting spirit, and shouted:

"Ye Fan, it is an honor to fight against a rival like you!"

"The heart of fighting, till you die!"

"Today, even if you die in your hands, there is no regret or regret!"

"If I don't die in this battle, my cultivation base will surely advance by leaps and bounds, reaching the realm of the Demon King, and there will be no opponent in the world!"

"Come on! A good fight!"

After that, Yuan Zhankong is like an ancient **** of war possessed, swept with a heavy stick, crown the world bravely, and dance the universe!

On bravery and sturdy, no one in the world can match!