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Ye Fan was filled with the scorpion of Jin Yan and Black Flame, locked in the flower sage.

"I am not in a hurry to kill you, are you rushing to death?"

Flower Sheng Khan is like rain, just seeing these eyes, he feels like falling into the ice!

"Sword... Lord of the Sword God... Here is the Immortal Palace, you can't..."

Before he finished, Ye Fan’s figure had already moved to him in an instant!

This horrible speed once again makes other people chill!

They did not know that Ye Fan is far from being able to completely control the purgatory swordsman. He can only control a small part and condense on his left arm.

Even so, a small part of the Purgatory Sword and Sword is also unusual!

The original triple disintegration, the limit of the disintegration of the two swords, after getting some of the power of the infernal sword magic, it is like unraveling a few shackles, the power is more comprehensively released!

The overall improvement of the imperial swordsmanship has naturally increased the protection capacity.

Even the original Yuanshen, the spiritual power of Ye Fan, has not fallen to the wind at this moment!

Ye Fan's face is expressionless, looking at the flower sacs at close range, as if looking at a corpse.

Huasheng finally collapsed in spirit, shouting in horror, and his figure flashed, and he was about to escape!

"boom!"

Ye Fan’s right hand was pushed directly on the flower holy chest!

The power of violent makes the entire body of Huasheng a straight line and flies out!

Ye Fan figure instantly catches up with the flower sac in the fly, and is an elbow on the right hand, hitting the whole person of the flower sacred!

Falling flowers, smashed on the jade floor!

"puff!"

Ye Fan’s black giant sword fell and directly penetrated the belly of Huasheng!

"what!--"

The flower screams and spurts a blood. His holy body is completely crisp like a thin paper, completely irresistible! ?

One after the other, just blink of an eye, the flower saint is like a bed bug that is crucified on the ground, and there is a face of a half-sacred strongman! ?

A group of sacred sects of the Immortal Palace looked chilly and stunned!

Not to mention the other monks who took the heavens in the fairy palace, and the legs and feet have softened as early as just now!

Ye Fan’s face showed a cruel smile. This guy dared to beat his woman’s idea. He didn’t want this guy to die too easily...

"Hey!"

One foot, Ye Fan stepped on the root of the flower holy!

The pig-like screams pierced the glory of the fairy palace! Even everyone outside the Fairy Palace heard the hair cock!

Ye Fan is not satisfied, and even stepped on it several feet, directly trampled!

"Ha ha..."

Ye Fan smiled lowly, his left hand ignited a sword and magic flame, along the black giant sword, spread to the flower holy body!

In the fierce screams of the screams, the entire powerful sacred **** of the flower sacred god, who had not had time to escape, was completely destroyed!

Xiao Xiner in the distance saw this scene, and couldn’t help but feel a glimpse...

Although she is eager to spend thousands of dollars on flowers, she can make her feel a bit guilty.

She was keenly aware that Ye Fan’s state at this time was not the same as usual...

After the flowers were killed and the ashes were not left, Ye Fan turned and looked at the rest of the people.

"Xinger...just now, who else is damn..."

Xiao Xiner’s body trembled, “Ah? Still...and...”

Xiao Xiner has some heads confused, subconsciously aiming at the eye not far away, and has been scared to shiver the teacher...

Shi Wen’s face is green, and he quickly seeks help and looks to his master’s rumor!

However, waiting for what he said, a black flame sword, the lightning is too late to cover the ears, passing the long fairy palace atrium, directly through the body of the teacher!

"Ah!! Master!!"

In the short and desperate screams of Shi Wen, Qin Sheng disciple, the Emperor of Heaven, he directly flies away! !

Rolling! Completely crushed! !

Even the flower sacs of the sacred body of the Holy Land have no power to fight, and the celestial emperor of the literary essay is obviously not even qualified as a cannon fodder! !

Ye Fan does not have to pay attention to what tricks, skills!

At this time, he only needs to rely on pure power and speed to destroy everything in front of him!

Even if it is not a complete purgatory swordsman, Ye Fan feels that his blood is boiling, and there is no end to the power of the entire fairy palace! !

And because the anger of the women suffered damage, under the influence of the purgatory swordsman, let Ye Fan be more ferocious than before!

However, this is already within the scope that Ye Fan can control, and will not completely lose his mind.

Xiao Xiner was shocked. I didn't expect that I just aimed at it. This Heavenly Emperor turned out to be gone! ?

Qin Sheng’s sorrowful eyes saw that his beloved disciple was killed, and in front of so many sacred sites of the Immortal Palace, today is still a evangelistic conference. If it is spread out, it must be a shame!

Even if the rumored heart is uneasy, but still sighs with a sigh of relief, it is true: "You are too much, you are too much. You are a flower sage, and my disciple is not guilty..."

After waiting for the anecdote to finish, Ye Fan has already fallen into a sword!

"Boom!!"

A black flame sword is like a dark giant blade, known as the imperial palace, which is difficult to destroy by the great sanctuary, and a huge crack is directly cracked on the ground!

After all, the scandal is one of the three saints, half a step of the Holy Spirit, extraordinary strength, and when it is not good, I will avoid it in time!

The two holy people who can stand behind him can be instantly destroyed! ?

Obviously they did not expect that Ye Fan suddenly took the shot and suffered this innocent disaster!

Phillips, the cup, the beast, the beard, and other sacred sects, slammed the cold, and looked terrified! !

The scandal felt that something was not good, and looked at Ye Fan with a cold sweat: "You...what you dare to kill in the fairy palace...kill..."

Ye Fan dragged the giant sword, his body was dark and clear, and he walked toward the scandal.

"I have a few people who want to kill a few swordsmen. Do you still need to agree with one of the districts?"

Ye Fan didn't feel any guilty feelings. The emperor was angry, and the corpse was a million. It was only two holy places. Who told them to stand with their own goals? It doesn't matter if they die!

Gossip knows that his speed is completely unable to escape the pursuit of Ye Fan, and instantly calls out an aura of white jade.

At the same time, I screamed out loudly: "You are a holy friend of the Immortal Palace! This person is already crazy! Let's get rid of this demon head together! Otherwise you and I will die here today!!"

Although he shouted like this, other other holy people are not three-year-olds.

They have just heard that Ye Fan asked Xiao Xiner, who provoked them, which shows that Ye Fan is not a murder.

This anecdote is not only due to the face, but other sacred strongs do not want to get together at this time and have nothing to look for!

It is not easy to cultivate into the holy place. Who wants to provoke such a "great devil" that is so strong and perverted? !

"Oh brother! Don't be stubborn! Lose to the emperor's sword, not shame!"

"Yes! Come to the sword **** to admit it!!"

There are a few strong people in the sacred place who have long since retreated, and even retreated, and persuaded, but also to find reasons for themselves.

Gossip handsome face is dark, he also regrets that he wants to face, with Ye Fan to lift the bar, but this time has been riding a tiger, can only desperate! !

Seeing that Ye Fan once again wants to swing his sword at him, the scandal is that he feels sinking to the bottom of the valley, and he does not know if he can stop it!

One thousand and one hair, a figure appeared in front of the gossip, let his heart be uplifted!

The cup did not stop holding the green snake, with a smile on his face, his eyes flickering, "Hello of the sword god, congratulations on your formal entry into the heart of the sword...

It is worthy of being an emperor-level sword, and it is possible to break a cup of drunken dreams.

In this case, the battle just ended is not over. Is the Cup lucky enough to continue to invite you to a battle? ”