Chapter 208 Five Thousand Years of Attack First

There are 18 green mountains in Qingxia Gate, each of which is surrounded by mist, flowing springs and waterfalls, and hazy.

Under the green peak, the stream is bables, winding past, the vegetation is spitting, and the faint green glow overflows.

Ye Fan stood among the green mountains and green waters, feeling this kind of nature, and did not feel any tension in the face of the top ten strong people.

"It's you. Do you want me to move a place and set up a sect here?" The head of Qingxiamen's hair is dark, his long head is fluttering, and his eyes are like electricity. He looks only about forty years old, and his qi and blood are particularly strong, like a stove.

"Yes, I have this intention. The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, which is exactly what I want." Ye Fan stood in front of the pool, shining, and long figures reflected in the water.

"The little towering period is so arrogant. Looking at Qingxia Mingxiu, I want to take it for myself. Is this the truth that your teacher taught you to be a man?" Next to him, an elder scolded coldly.

Ye Fan smiled hoarsely and said, "Are you reasoning to me? Who should those dead diggers complain to? Should they hate the bandits, or should they grit their teeth at you? Isn't what I have done exactly what you have been doing? Since you feel rude, why do you do it to others? Compared with you, I'm really a little witch. A sect, no matter how big or small, represents a kind of inheritance, but you support the bandits, plunder from all directions, and burn the innocent. It is simply the cancer and evil source of this place!"

"You don't talk nonsense!" Another elder scolded.

Ye Fan smiled coldly and said, "I've come to the door. There is no one else here. You don't need to cover it hypocritically. In my opinion, your face is not as clean as the dust on the ground."

"The development of a sect always requires some tough means, otherwise it will be difficult to grow up." The head of Qingxiamen said in a low voice.

"Hahaha..." Ye Fan laughed loudly, and the color gradually sank and said, "What a high-sounding reason, a righteous tone."

"It may be a little extreme, but it won't hurt the root of this place." Qingxia's leader did not turn against him, but answered calmly. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, fearing that Ye Fan was the heir of some great power.

"Is it just that it's too radical?" Ye Fanhuo turned around and pointed to the second stunned man not far away. He said, "He originally had a sister, young and beautiful, beautiful and dignified, and his family was harmonious and happy. As a result, you support your disciples to be bandits, do animal things, let a girl die of humiliation, and let the family feel sad.

Afar away, Reble grabbed his hair and squatted in the ground in pain.

"Your disciples were unscrupulous and abdicated from villages to find people, but if they didn't follow, they put their fists and feet together. They didn't even let go of the old man who was sixty-seven years old and wanted to kill him alive."

"It's just an individual event."

"Individual events?" Ye Fan shook his head and said, "There are only dozens of families in a stone village, and a young girl was humiliated, an old man was almost killed, and several people were killed. If you look at a radius of 500 miles, how many tragedies do you think there will be? Are you still monks? Are you set up this sect just to burn, kill and loot reasonably?

"Brother Ye, you want to avenge my sister!" The two people cried in the distance.

"Master Zhang was severely beaten. After all, he survived." Wang Shu was also emotional and said, "However, my partner and Er Yanzi have been playing since childhood, but in the past, three people were killed alive,

"What else do you have to say?" Ye Fan forced these people to look at them.

"Only when we become strong can we maintain the stability of this region. When the time comes, all the bandits will naturally disappear." A very old elder in Qingxiamen said.

"Don't you feel at ease with your conscience when you say these words?" Ye Fan glanced at them and said, "I think that only by erasing all of you can we eliminate future troubles forever and return peace to this area!"

"What an arrogant tone. Do you really think that a single person can destroy our sect?" A grumpy elder's eyebrows stood upside down.

"Who is your heir?" Some people asked, this is their biggest scruples. In case they are the son of a big force, if they kill them here, I'm afraid it will cause a big disaster.

"I'm going to practice, and you don't have to be afraid." Ye Fan stepped lightly and forced Qingxia's teaching.

Many elders of Qingxiamen looked at each other, and their murderous faces were revealed. One of them said, "Kill him, that's the only way."

Qingxia's leader lowered his face and shouted at the disciples in the distance, "Block the mountain gate and never let these three people escape."

They have seen that Ye Fan is in the same realm as them. Even if the combat strength is amazing, it is impossible to resist the siege of ten people at the same time. I'm afraid that even when the major saints are young, they may not be able to do it.

"I wanted to save your life, but if you don't leave a way out for yourself, don't blame us for being cruel. It's on fire!"

"No matter what your origin is, you can only be killed as a scattered repair at the right time!"

These people sneered and made it clear that they wanted to kill Beer and not give him a chance to live.

"Listening to your words, I have a clear conscience. Qingxia has become history from now on and will never exist!" Ye Fan's clothes fluttered and stood by the pool. The flowers and plants around him were fragrant and fragrant, which set off the delicate dust. There was no murderous intention, but it made people palpitations.

In the distance, Qingxia's disciples were scared and retreated quickly. They could not forget the scene not long ago. This is a young demon king who looks beautiful and harmless, but when he starts, he is frightened and powerful.

"Kill him, never let him go!"

Ten monks in the secret land of the Taoist palace took action at the same time. Although they only cultivated a god, ten people joined hands, which was horrible enough.

They are also weapons together, and at the same time attack Ye Fan 0IV

Ye Fan didn't realize until he reached the current state that the Taoist monk's horror, the gods are pushing in the weapons, and the power is many times greater.

For example, the head of Qingxiamen, the copper lamp he sacrificed, the god of his heart turned into a sun and sank into the copper lamp. The two were combined and the candle shined in the sky.

It's like a skylight flying from outside the world, hanging high in the sky, falling flames, and burning to Ye Fan. The scorching temperature has steamed up a waterfall next to it, and the water vapor is confused, like a fairyland.

"Boom"

Ye Fan waved his fist and hit the copper lamp. His combat power was like a wave, rolling the remnants of the clouds, and the water mist between the peaks suddenly burst, showing the bright universe.

His golden fist hair passed by, like an ancient chariot rumbled across the sky, making the sky tremble constantly.

This powerful divine power is surging like a vast ocean, which makes the head of Qingxiamen and the elders of the Taishang all change color, which is simply terrible.

Such a little towering, at such an age, he actually has such a strong combat power. He is either a rare genius or an elite descendant cultivated in the Holy Land.

"I've already fought, and I can't be good. Take him down. Whether to refine or kill him, find out his origin before making a decision." These people are afraid in their hearts.

The weapons of the top ten strong men are together, blocking Ye Fan's golden fists, the flames are so strong, the electric light is cracked, and the sound is sonorous.

"This son is so powerful that it must be removed!" Qingxia was awe-inspiring. He was deeply worried that if Ye Fan was allowed to grow up, it would only take another year or two for them to have any chance.

An elder roared clearly, spit out a black light in his mouth, sealed his hands, patted out ninety-ninety-one black lotus, escorted the black light, and split it towards Ye Fan.

Seeing this, others also took action one after another and attacked and moved forward.

"Black lotus burning soul, beheading and destroying the god.

"The elder shouted.

Eighty-one black lotus flowers bloom, and the black petals are intertwined with the black light of the human figure in the array, turning into a heavenly ghost and rushing to Ye Fan.

This is a powerful secret art. If you want to crack Ye Fan's soul, you can devour the divine power, tear the protective light curtain, and directly affect the origin of human consciousness.

"But the light of fireflies!" Ye Fan was not frightened. He drank gently in his mouth, stroked his hands, and the attack and killing skills of the nine secretaries were displayed again.

The sea is infinite!

A vast ocean appeared behind him, and the sea was completely golden, rolling up thousands of big waves.

With his punch, he bombarded out 10,000 hectares of golden ocean, turned into a dragon, across the air, rose up with Ye Fan's punch, and rushed forward.

This is an earth-shaking murderous intention, with unthinkable attack power. The sea rises to the dragon, the dragon sings around the nine days, and the whole Qingxia Gate can be heard.

Destroy and die!

Ninety-ninety-one black lotus was smashed by the golden dragon fist. As for the humanoid ghost in the middle, it was even more fragmented and crushed into powder.

"Where are you going!" Ye Fan rushed forward and didn't want to let the other party go.

Everyone was surprised. Ye Fan's attack power was so powerful that others could not stop him. The elder in the front was completely locked.

He rushed over at once, the sea rose to the dragon, leaped into the sky, and rolled the wind and clouds, like a god in the world!

"Puff"

Ye Fan punched and broke the body of the elder, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A powerful elder was punched to death by him!

The other nine people were extremely surprised. Such a great attack and killing skill made their hearts tremble.

Just now, the elder was used as a blade and rushed to the front, and they were knife bodies. Although it was not the joint efforts of ten people, it was almost the same.

The other party actually smashed the blade directly and killed it cleanly and neatly, which made everyone's heart thump.

In the distance, Qingxia's disciples were even more frightened. The top ten strong men joined hands to kill one person, but a Taishang elder was killed!

"Which holy land do you belong to?" Qingxia's palm teacher asked in a low voice.

"Can't a descendant of the Holy Land have such strength?" The sea behind Ye Fan disappeared. He was like a white cloud, walking forward leisurely, flowing and flexible.

"Let's refine him!"

The nine strong people, all the gods in the Taoist palace rushed out, and the eighteen figures formed a net of heaven and earth, blocking Ye Fan in the middle.

However, Ye Fan looked calm and waved freely. He pinched the moon seal in his left hand and the sun seal in his right hand, as if he was pushing the sun to walk.

Yes, the horrible scene happened!

A bright moon is as big as a mill, slowly spinning in front of his left hand, and a round of ears is also as big as a mill, slowly rotating in front of his right hand.

The supreme pressure is pervasive, and heaven and man are united. He is like a god, pushing the sun and the moon!

Even if they hide far away, the disciples of Qingxiamen can't help trembling. Such a secret of attack has never been seen before, and the powerful murderous intention shrouded them, making them feel the cold from the bone.

"This kind of combat power is terrible!" The elders of Qingxiamen changed their color and struggled to fight against Ye Fan.

"The major saints were just like this when they were young."

"Is it really a young saint, otherwise how could he have such a fighting power!"

"If it weren't for the descendants of the Holy Land, his potential would be even more terrible. Is it the legendary divine body?"

Ye Fan pinched the moon seal in his left hand and the sun seal in his right hand, pushing the bright moon and sun on the grinding wheel, crushing the sky and shaking the sky! Unstoppable courage.