The sky fire column was scattered, and Ren Tiankuo’s figure fell to the intersection of two fire pits.

He gasped and gasped. This trick was also very expensive for him. He was dressed in black and burned into pieces. The upper part of the body was full of strong muscles and full of scars.

Other ancestral ancestors have also flew in the past, the cremation of the land, the burning high temperature, still need the luck to resist.

It can be seen how powerful the power has just erupted.

When everyone came to Ren Tiankuo, they looked at the black-and-white figure that was not far away and fell to the ground...

The black giant sword stands there, alone, and the man with the sword has fallen.

"It seems that Tiankuo's ancestors are even better..." Ling Yanji sighed.

"Sail!"

"teacher!"

Ye Chaoxuan and Ye Huangtu, as well as the eager flowers, want to go up and see.

"Don't go!" Ye Hongxu is reaching out and stopping everyone again: "It's not over yet!"

When everyone saw it, they suddenly saw that Ye Fan, who had already become a black charcoal, stood up slowly! ?

"Oh ah..." Ye Fan sighed with a long breath, the dead skin that was burned on his body, dying and falling, and the new skin grew rapidly.

The speed visible to the naked eye, Ye Fan is repairing the body, and the state of the Emperor Dragon Sword is also restored as usual!

A sword that made everyone feel guilty, once again shrouded the audience!

Reaching out and pulling up the black giant sword, Ye Fan moved his neck and grinned. "Hey, my grandfather, and a good punch, the two punches are a bit too much..."

Everyone on the scene has been a ghost!

Too abnormal! Under such an attack, the sword **** can still stand up and continue to fight! ?

Ren Tiankuo’s mouth is full of a complicated smile...

"It’s over, this battle is my defeat." Ren Tiankuo’s face has a hint of helplessness, and there is a hint of relief and relief.

Ye Fan frowned, but after considering it for a while, he agreed.

Withdrew all the disintegrations and put away the giant swords, Ye Fan instantly seemed to be an ordinary person without any cultivation.

The ancestors looked at Ren Tiankuo with surprise and confusion. Ling Yanjiu said: "You are still the upper hand, why do you admit defeat?"

"The upper hand? Where do you see that I have the upper hand? Isn't the sword **** standing up again?" Ren Tiankuo laughed.

"Old ancestors, what you mean is that you have already made all your efforts, but you can't beat the sword god, so even if you lose?" Ji Yuming asked.

Ren Tiankuo shook his head and said: "I have not made every effort."

As a result, the ancestors are even more strange. Ling Yan said: "Tiankuo ancestors, as far as I know, you are not a person who can easily lose."

Ren Tiankuo laughed and laughed. "This ancestor did not do his best, but do you think that...the sword **** made all efforts?"

When everyone heard it, they all looked at Ye Fan with a blank look.

Ye Fan was not interested at this time, telling them more about the details of these battles.

His clothes were burned seven or eighty-eight, and he had already pulled out a new dress. He looked around and had a headache, because there was no place to change clothes.

He smiled at everyone. "That... I don't have a good ass. I went to find a place to change clothes."

After that, Ye Fan ran to the distant forest.

Looking at the back of a man running bare butt, a group of ancestors are laughing and laughing.

The sword **** just now, and the current Ye Fan, is really too big. How can there be a half-sword god? !

Feng Qingyu realized that he had been staring at the naked man, and immediately turned his head and looked away. His face was hot.

"Tiankuo ancestor, you mean, the sword **** has not used all the strength? Then he was pressed by you, why not refuse to make the real thing?" Some people did not understand.

In the scorpion of Ren Tiankuo, there was a deep sigh of color. "You didn't have a fight with him. It won't be understood...

If this is done again, this ancestor will use all his strengths and may not be able to defeat him.

But... if the sword **** is serious, I am afraid I will not be able to live...

To put it bluntly, he just didn't want to kill me, he always had spare time..."

The Shenlong clan of the audience took a breath and looked at the forest in the distance with incredulity.

At this point, Ye Fan had already changed his clothes, and his dead skin was basically gone. He ran back in a new way.

Ye Fan smiled and walked to the side of the flower, and reached out and touched the apprentice's head.

"Shantou, have you learned anything?"

When the flower is small, the color of worship and respect is full, and it is several times more than before. It is simply that the teacher has admired the five bodies!

"Old...teacher! I... I understand a little bit... It’s too difficult to see, and I can’t see it clearly.”

Ye Fan laughed. "Nothing, take it slowly, if you don't understand anything, the teacher will tell you."

Said, Ye Fan also took out a flying sword that is the best of refining the gods, the flying sword of the radiant, exudes a strong aura.

"Look at your hard work and reward you with a sword for your teacher." Ye Fan handed the flying sword to the flower.

The flower was small and flattered. "Teacher! You... the flying sword that you gave me last time is good enough!"

Ye Fan frowned. "Let's hold it with you, don't obey it? You have to go to the Holy Emperor's Palace to try it. When the time comes, the flying sword is not enough grades. Is it not the face of the teacher?"

When Xiaohua heard this, he quickly took over Feijian. The little face was full of seriousness: "Teacher, I will do my best, not to shame the teacher!"

A group of young people, such as Ren Zhuo and Ling Ming Jing, and even a group of elders, looked at the flowers with envy.

To Ye Fan is so generous, it is easy to send the best flying swords.

As everyone knows, such a flying sword, Ye Fan has a lot of countless rings.

Ren Tiankuo came to Ye Fan at this time and said: "The things you have agreed on before, come according to what you mean.

Since you have won this ancestor, this time no matter what happens, you come to be the master! ”

"Tiankuo ancestors, failed to finish, it is a pity," Ye Fan regrets.

Ren Tiankuo snorted. "If I fight again, willn't I be too heartless? In fact, before you finally slay "Dragon", this ancestor knows that you should not be your opponent.

Just want to see, how is your limit? (Obviously, this guy, the sword is slanting, it is outrageous! ”

"Haha, where do you start?" asked Ye Fan.

"From ancient times to the present, I have never heard of anyone who can fight against the Holy Spirit with a spiritual realm!

Your kid, the way to pursue extreme combat power, how was it that you came up with? "Ren Tiankuo is puzzled."

"What!? Sword God is a spiritual realm?!"

"No, do you say that you are serious?"

"I thought... just an illusion, really just a spiritual realm?!

By the devil's disintegration Dafa and the imperial sword, you can improve so much! ? ”

All the people have already boiled, and all of them have thoughts. If they can use the disintegration Dafa, will they become stronger?

"You don't want to think about it!" Ren Tiankuo said coldly: "Do you think that the devil's disintegration is so easy to master?

Do not say anything else, how many of you, even the blood dragons, mad dragons are not fully mastered?

The sword **** just used the disintegration Dafa several times in a row. If you change it, you have already blew yourself and died! ”

When everyone listened, they poured cold water, calmed down, realized that it was not that Ye Fan became stronger by the method, but because Ye Fan, Famen became powerful.

Ye Fan sighs in his heart, and is the top powerhouse. He can see these mysteries.

He can have today, can not be separated from countless times of life and death, hard training, and his constant understanding in the ring, as well as various opportunities.

And which is the only way to go to today by relying on the disintegration method?

"Well, everyone has already feasted on it today, we will return to the Imperial City," Yao Xingzhi said.

Ye Fan listened and said: "The elders, I will not be with you, I will return to my place of residence."

He has nothing else to discuss with the people of Shenlong, it is better to go back to accompany the women, after all, the Imperial City is not absolutely safe.

But Yao Xingzhi is a mysterious smile, and the tone is respectful: "The Lord of the Sword God, there is something, you still need to talk to you, can you give the husband a little time?"