In the green night building, suddenly full of surprises!

In fact, most people know that this black-faced man is not the opponent of the sword god.

Just... no one thought that the sword **** killed him so much that it was so effortless!

The people in the night and the door, and many of the holy places that have not seen Ye Fan, have changed face!

They just couldn’t feel the slight pressure on Ye Fan’s body. At this time, Ye Fan’s blade was out of the sheath, and the imperial sword’s edge was so chilling!

The cup is stopped and the medicine is the first to shake his head. This night's guy is really a little bit ignorant of life. Can the name of the sword **** be fake?

Ye Fan can take care of these people, with a few women intend to return to Wanhua Valley as soon as possible.

He needs to use Chu Yunyao's transmission device to copy the road back to Dazheng Imperial City and then rush to the north at full speed.

According to the speed of the march of Ye Huangtu and his line, if everything goes well, he can arrive in half a day.

"If you kill the old man, you want to leave it?"

Hehe crushed the wine cellar in his hand, and his white gold thunderbolt jumped, a flashing, and the body of the behemoth rushed toward Ye Fan!

"Ben Lei!"

Hehe's power of chaos and the power of the white tiger's blood are like a thunderbolt light ball. The movement is like a mine bomb, and it directly hits Ye Fan's bodyguard sword!

"boom!"

A blast broke out and the floor was blown open!

Ye Fan, the double disintegration, was hit and flew out!

The railing on the side of the building was hit into broken wood, and Ye Fan fell out of the Green Night Building!

"Husband!" The girls saw the flowers, the flowers were eclipsed, and they hurriedly chased them out.

For a time, everyone was looking again, looking at the 嬴!

This golden messenger saw such a sword, but even a strong shot, the strength is far more than everyone thinks!

"How about the emperor's sword, the old man today, you must personally destroy the mythical swordsmanship of your **** Dragon!"

"The arrogant!" Ji Yuming, who sat there, saw it, and suddenly he was annoyed to get up and work hard.

Next to another Shenlong ancestor, he quickly reached out and pressed. "Don't be impulsive! Sword God is fine..."

Ye Fan really has nothing to do, he just did not expect that he killed a Sacred Heart, and this singer dared to do it.

Flying in the air, Ye Fan brows close, it seems that if you do not solve this problem, you will return to the big levy, here is not safe.

"French, how are you?" Nian Rujiao and other women asked next to him.

Ye Fan waved his hand. "You are going back, it is not safe here. I solved him and I will take you back together."

"Go back?" Hehe screamed and laughed: "The old man looks, you can't go back! You a few women, let the old man's men enjoy it!"

The voice has not fallen, and Hehe has once again turned into a thunder, and the flash of lightning from the building!

Ye Fan directly calls out thousands of flying swords and forms a sword shield in front of him!

"boom!"

A sound blasted, and the body was shaken out!

Seeing the huge sword shield in front of him, he squinted and blinked. "This sword is a little meaning..."

Ye Fan didn't take it for granted. It was just a moment of self-sufficiency. Otherwise, how can he hurt him by this trick?

Time is precious, while Ye Fan unfolds the dragon scale sword wing and directly calls out the black giant sword!

Sword disintegration!

Jin Yan suddenly exudes a sharper breath than before, and a touch of sword brilliance suddenly shines!

At the moment when the sword shield is scattered, Ye Fan directly out of the sword!

"breaking Dawn!!"

Ye Fan draws a long rainbow, the straight light that the giant sword brings, and the throat of the singer!

But a sword crossed, Ye Fan feels wrong? !

The figure of 嬴he dissipated, it was just a afterimage! ?

"Zizi..."

Hehe appeared in another position, and the electric light that turned into a blood red!

A force that is more fierce than just a little, flowing on the body, seems to be a bloodthirsty tiger to break out!

This state, Ye Fan has seen, it is the white tiger's beast!

"A good sword god, suddenly put a cold arrow, almost the old man will be in your plan!"

Hehe smiled, his fists hit, and there was a scream in the sky. A thunder fell on him, giving a white gold glare!

"White Emperor Xiansheng... Promise Leiguang Boxing!"

In the roar of screaming, a pair of fists madly hit hundreds of thousands of punches at a speed that is completely beyond imagination!

Every punch is punched out, and the sound of breaking the air is like thundering. The blood-red lightning light boxing, like a gust of wind and rain, hits Ye Fan in the air!

The dense and wide coverage of the Lei Guang boxing, so that Ye Fan is inevitable, the whole person can only rely on the body of the sword and the shield of the shield, forcibly resist!

In the sky, it seems as if there are countless blood-colored electric sparks, the death of the fireworks feast!

Seeing that Ye Fan was suppressed by himself, he was arrogant and laughed: "What's wrong!? The turtle is shrinking!? Sword God!? You are a sword!!"

At this time, the All Saints stood on the edge of the Green Night Building and watched the battle.

Seeing the gas of Geng Jin on the body of Hehe turned red, many of the holy places are full of exclamation.

"Is it the white tiger's thunderbolt form?"

"It seems that it is a tug-of-war. The blood of the beast is bounded by the Holy Spirit. It is indeed the emperor-level sword of the sword god. It has a battle..."

The words of the holy place have not been finished yet, and the sanctuary feels a shock!

From the "fighting" Ye Fan's body, a pressure more than a few times more than just a horror, like a tsunami swept the audience!

"This... this is!?"

"The pressure of the sword **** is still improving!?"

The saints were shocked and thought that they had already seen the power of the sword god. Whoever thought that they did not take it seriously! ?

The golden flame of Ye Fan’s body has just been like a volcanic eruption. At this time, it is like a sky-light column.

Ye Fan found that he was indeed a trough, and the other side was the Holy Spirit, and the blood was not weaker than the Yi Sanxiao that he had encountered.

This opponent is the strongest person he met after he was plastic!

By relying on the two disintegrations and the disintegration of the sword, it is really too small to smash each other.

Even if the other side's beast form, the lethality is still not as good as its own sword.

But now, if you want to find the gap and kill each other, it is too time consuming.

Triple disintegration!

In the light of the quick decision, Ye Fan did not intend to use any skills at all, to improve the speed and explosiveness in an all-round way, and to completely kill the 嬴 便!

“In just a few months, the Lord of the Sword God has actually improved so much? What kind of cultivation did he experience?”

As a former opponent, Jiujianxian naturally understands Ye Fan’s strength and can’t help but marvel.

Several sacred places such as Yingying and Breton have also been stunned.

The main thing is that they know... Ye Fan still doesn't have the best!

Hehe naturally noticed that it was not good, but he held his fists and shouted, and his muscles swelled!

"Boom!"

In the air, Huo Er fried a thunder, the glare of the thunder, even revealed a blue color!

Followed by, the skin of the bronze body, a short hair, even like a layer of gold-blue metal!

The original blood red eyes, this moment also reveals the blue electric fire!

More powerful than the beast, just in front of the congregation!

"This is... Thunder!?"

"What!? White Tiger's Thunder!? No one in the million, awakened by the higher realm of the Thunder, Thunder!?"

Even if they are on the court, many of them are thousands of years old, but few have seen the tiger's thunder.

At this time, he was like a blue lightning demon in the same head, and he was not afraid of the triple-disintegrated Ye Fan.

"Can let the old man make a thunder, your kid is worth it..."

His voice is as deep as a thunder, and echoes in the sky.