Urban Madness

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Hearing the voice coming from afar, the faces of all the sect masters present showed different looks, excited, excited, bitter, cruel...

Finally, Ye Fan walked into the deepest part of the Burial Dragon Valley and came to this execution platform.

Under the attention of everyone, he was wearing a golden crow sacred cloth, a sword hanging from his waist, his head held up high, and his arrogance.

Even if it was late at night, he was exuding golden light, like a well-deserved star, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, making it hard to move.

Fenghua Peerless!

Great!

Although Ye Fan didn't deliberately display his aura, the confidence and domineering he had cultivated through thousands of battles still rushed toward his face, and all the brilliance of the heavens and the earth seemed to converge on him.

"This is the number one arrogant of the ages?"

"Tsk tusk...Although he has heard about it, he seems to be much younger than he thought!"

"It's this hairy boy, who makes True Person Xuanfeng willing to worship the entry?"

Those strong men looked at Ye Fan back and forth with scrutinizing gazes, their eyes were extremely sharp, as if they wanted to see through his soul.

Even before that, they had heard a lot of legends about Ye Fan, but when they really saw Ye Fan, they were still shocked by Ye Fan's youth.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Palace Master Tiance straightened out his chest abruptly, and a majestic aura bursting into his body that smashed the mountains, pierced the clouds and cracked the ground.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!"

In the next moment, the other Sect Masters were unwilling to show weakness and followed suit, unabashedly bursting out their own coercion, like a huge net overwhelming the sky, pressing against Ye Fan from all directions.

Although the two sides are still hundreds of meters away, the invisible contest has already begun.

How can the coercion of the eight peak powers wait for nothing?

Not to mention the ordinary True Immortal Crossing Tribulation, even a powerhouse of the Demon King level, under these eight pressures, I am afraid it will be frightened.

However, Ye Fan's expression did not change in any way, without frowning, he continued to walk towards the execution platform.

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

His footsteps are extremely steady, not hurried or slow, although the footsteps do not sound, they are exceptionally abrupt in the silence, like the only sound between heaven and earth.

Even the coercion of the eight sect masters could not hinder him at all.

So strong!

For a time, the eight sect masters looked at each other a few times, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes.

They had a new understanding of Ye Fan's strength.

In their identities, they have seen countless young Tianjiao, but no one can compare with Ye Fan, and he has no shoes.

At this moment, the Supreme Sect Master showed fierce light, staring at the Golden Crow Saint Cloth on Ye Fan's body, and there seemed to be monstrous hatred in his eyes.

This Golden Crow Saint Cloth was originally owned by the Supreme Emperor Tianjiao Yunfeiyang.

Now, the Golden Crow Sacred Clothes became Ye Fan's bag, and Yun Feiyang was directly sealed in the body of a bull with great magical powers by True Immortal Qingming, no different from livestock.

Enemies meet, especially jealous!

Now that the Supreme Sect Master sees Ye Fan, how can he not be angry?

The abbot of Prajna Temple next to him also changed the compassion and hatred of the Taoist monk, and his murderous spirit was also trembling slightly, as if he was about to shoot out at any time.

After all, the Buddha Kassapa of Prajna Temple died by Ye Fan not long ago, which is a great loss for the entire Prajna Temple.

However, Ye Fan ignored their harsh eyes and walked step by step.

The light and calm, calm and calm look, as if it didn't take them seriously.

And after seeing Ye Fan appear, Han Xiao, who was tied up, was shocked all over, with an unbelievable expression, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, astonished to the point.

You know, Han Xiao and Ye Fan have no personal relationship, Han Xiao has challenged Ye Fan before!

Even if Ye Fan didn't come to the rescue, it was logical.

But he never imagined that Ye Fan actually came, alone, alone, and came to this Longtan Tiger Den.

...

"Huh? He actually came by himself without any helper!"

"Yi Gao people are bold, so kind!"

"Want to defeat all of us with your own strength? Ha ha... This is clearly a self-inflicted trap!"

"What an arrogant junior! Not to mention, just in front of him, directly killed Daozi Han Xiao, and gave him the power!" Wuliang Jianjun shouted, killing intent in his eyes boiling.

Liu Yan, the head of the Da Luo School, nodded, her beautiful eyes dazzled, and she pinched her fingerprints.

"Ho **** ho ho!"

The five fierce beasts seemed to have taken stimulants, and at the same time they fell into a frantic runaway, running wildly in different directions, and the ropes entwining various parts of Han Xiao's body were also pulled to the extreme.

"Ah!"

At this moment, even as stubborn as Han Xiao, he couldn't help but let out a heartbreaking scream.

His hands, legs, and neck were all pulled intensely like never before. The bones made a crackling sound, and he could even hear the sound of tearing meridians.

The **** of death seems to have raised his sickle, ready to harvest his life!

Although Ye Fan is here, there are eight suzerains on this execution platform.

Wanting to rescue Han Xiao in the hands of these powerful men is as difficult as heaven!

In a few seconds, Han Xiao would be tortured to split the car, and his body was completely shattered.

It's just a matter of time.

Ye Fan's right hand suddenly pressed on the hilt of Wuxiangjian at his waist.

Seeing this action, the eight sect masters were on the verge of a major enemy, and did not dare to neglect, they all offered their weapons and adjusted to the best combat state.

Although they have an advantage in numbers, they can't be overly vigilant in the face of the eternal pride.

According to the intelligence, not only did Ye Fan lose all his enemies, but every time he shot, he seemed to have an absolute advantage. No one knew how many hole cards and killers he had.

...

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

Everyone's eyes were staring at Ye Fan, as long as Ye Fan dared to draw his sword and greet him, it would be an overwhelming siege.

But soon, beyond everyone's expectations, Ye Fan directly released the hilt.

Huh? How is this going?

Isn't it... just doing it?

Everyone was puzzled, and they didn't expect Ye Fan to give up so easily.

Logically speaking, if he doesn't care about Han Xiao's life, he doesn't need to come alone.

Now that he is here, it is really weird to watch Han Xiao be killed again!

"歘歘歘歘歘!!!"

At this moment, behind the eight sect masters, there was a tearing sound, as dense as a violent storm.

They turned their heads abruptly, and an unthinkable scene appeared in their sights——

The five fierce beasts that had just gone crazy had a thousand cracks on their bodies.

Just like a thousand swords!