Chapter 1622 Return

The battlefield was clear, and the blood mist drifted away. Only Ye Fan stood on the field, all the enemies fell down, and no one dared to fight.

This is a place stained with blood. The tattered body and white bones stuck to the blood are everywhere. The scene looks terrible, like a hell killing scene.

Even the people who came with the heart of pilgrimage trembled. The prestige of Ye Fan, the holy body of the human race, was indeed beaten out. Three hundred years later, even if the lost Taoism is left with only the body, it is still not offensive!

Except for the three people who were stepped on the ground, all the great saints who came to encircle him were killed. They were iron-blooded and cold, which was awesome. In those years, he could give up his life to fight against the supreme and protect the safety of one side, and now he can also kill these people who have been protected, fierce and decisive.

"Cough..."

Mo Wentian spit out a mouthful of blood and was in severe pain all over his body. Not only was the treasure bottle of the road he made with Taoism being pinched by Ye Fansheng, but also the bones of his whole body were broken.

This result is a disaster for him, and it is a shame. How can he survive? The other party will never spare him.

Yi Ming was covered with blood, and his body was almost pierced. The dragon sword made of feathered blue gold was broken, and the pieces were shot into his own body, and his whole body was bloody.

Among the three people, Tuoba Mo was the most indulent. He kept roaring, and his eyes flashed with the light of the beast. Unfortunately, he couldn't move. At this time, he was like a wild beast trapped in a cage.

Many pilgrims didn't know what Ye Fan would do with these three people. Some people shouted, let's kill them, so as not to leave future trouble.

Ye Fan looked down at the three people, and then shook his head at the people in the distance. He didn't want to kill the three people now, and this indifferent look fell into the eyes of Mo Wentian, Yi Ming and Tuoba Mo, but it seemed to be cut by a knife, and his face was hot and painful.

Ye Fan's look made them look ugly, which didn't pay attention to them at all. They didn't take them seriously at all, and they were not afraid of eating back.

Tuoba Mo was furious, and he was originally unscrupulous. He is a magical figure. At this time, his natural blood boils and he feels a great shame.

Mo Wentian's face was also pale. The indifference when the other party looked at them was from the bottom of his heart, but this was the biggest contempt for him.

They were very unwilling and indulent. The indifference on the corners of Ye Fan's mouth made them feel humiliated and tormented. They are the heroes of this era. Have they ever been looked down upon like this?

Ye Fan stood in front of them. They lay on the ground in such an embarrassing posture, their heads touching the ground, not far from the soles of his feet, and there was a fire burning in their hearts.

"Ye Fan, what if you come back? Without the fragments of law and Taoism, you will lose the hope of fighting in the road ahead. This is your sadness and misfortune!" Don't ask the sky in a cold voice.

At this moment. He can only expose the pain to hit Ye Fan in this way, so as to save his poor face at this time and crawl at the feet of the other party. He felt as uncomfortable as a knife in his heart.

"Do you finally know who I am?" Ye Fan said coldly.

Then, he raised his foot and stepped on the ground. All three of them were struck by lightning, and they were all bounced up and stood on the ground again, but they staggered a little.

All three of them were unruly. Mo Wentian's eyes were cold, while Mo Wentian's eyes were full of wild dangers, and Yi Ming looked cold.

Even if it falls into such a situation. He didn't give in, and even looked at Ye Fan provocatively to express their bones and refused to bow his head.

For this, the strong men who came with the heart of pilgrimage were all angry. Reprimand loudly, more and more people have gathered, much more than Ye Fan killed enemies.

Ye Fan smiled, like watching a child, and glanced at the three people. This look and expression made them clenched their fists.

However, the next thing that made them hate more happened. Ye Fan kicked their buttocks one by one, making them all fly.

"Ye Fan!"

The three of them were crazy. They really treated the little children who made mistakes. Ye Fan actually kicked their buttocks, and the pain in his bones was far less than the shame and anger on his face.

Who are they? They are all great saints, known as the most powerful young people in 300 years, and they are all in a heavenly posture on the way to practice. At present, they are kicked in front of so many people, which is more uncomfortable than breaking their bones.

Everyone in the distance was also a little in a daze, and then laughed. This kind of punishment is really special. Fortunately, Ye Fan can do it.

Just now, everyone was still trembling. The blood and bones in the field made people hair. I didn't think that in a blink of an eye, Ye Fan gave them such a cold humor.

"You... don't come here!"

Tuoba Mo was crazy, gasping and staring at Ye Fan who came over. He kept going backwards, and his face was full of fear, because it was obvious that Ye Fan had not had a good time and came again.

"Oh..." This demon-like man was painful and ashamed. He was kicked on his buttocks by Ye Fan again and flew up, making a wolf-like sound.

Mo Wentian changed his color. He was the next one. Ye Fan came to him again. His face was blue and white, and his eyebrows were upside down. His handsome face was full of shame and indignation, and he said, "You... can't do this to me!"

"Bun"

As a result, there was a pain in his buttocks, and he was kicked on his buttocks and flew up.

"Don't, don't come here!" Yi Ming is a very handsome man. He usually has a dusty temperament, and I don't know how many girls are broken, but today he is angry. First he is fierce, then he is angry, and now he is afraid and shouts.

Unfortunately, it is useless for any of the three strongest people to roar. When they look at the flying fairy battlefield, they are all masters who can dominate one side, but at this moment they are very helpless and "miserable", and they are kicked in the ass.

It is unimaginable that the three-year-old Monkey King, like an disobedient hairy child, was kicked in the buttocks by an adult.

"I'll fight with you, whose surname is Ye!" Yi Ming couldn't stand it at first, but it was useless. What should he do?

Finally, there was a faint smile at the corners of Ye Fan's mouth. After kicking, he finally stopped his feet. The three of them grinned one by one, especially Mo Wentian and Tuoba Mo. They used to be cold and demons, but now this look makes many people laugh.

Hall Dasheng, the three strongest men finally ended like this, were kicked in the buttocks, and then became honest.

This makes people feel a little absurd, pointing at them and laughing.

People feel that Elder Ye's heart is not old. It should be said that he is very young and would do this. Three hundred years later, his style has not changed much.

This battle ended like this. There were countless corpses on the battlefield, leaving a lot of blood and bones. Ye Fan thanked everyone for their help, but did not accept their follow.

Some people still insisted on following and did not want to leave. He was particularly excited and asked him for advice, and even asked about the history of the First World War that year.

Those are too far away for them, fighting with the supreme blood of ancient times, which is like the memorabilia of the mythical era.

In the end, Ye Fan talked about the scriptures, talked about some spiritual understanding, and talked about the past war. In the end, he did not let these people follow him.

He lost the fragments of the Dharma. You need to be quiet, find a way to crack it, and take a new path. And. He also didn't want these people to lose a fighting heart because of him, and his way forward was full of thorns and dangers, and he didn't want them to be implicated.

However, there are still three people following him, which is not within Ye Fan's concern. When he thinks alone, he can ignore them as air.

And the existence of these three people is only temporarily used as a hard labor for him to open the mountain and excavate the ancient cave.

Flying fairy battlefield, I don't know how many heroes have died since ancient times. Their blood and soul, the treasures they left behind, and their immortal road have been branded, and now they have formed a lot of runes, which are branded on mountains, forming many caves, which are worth exploring.

The most precious thing is the ancient scriptures, the blood crystal marrow that can make people stay in the world for a long time, and all kinds of miracles left by the ancient emperor, which are carefully searched in this place. You can find it.

Ye Fan has known some of the situation of his old friend. Three hundred years have passed, and there is no bad news. As for the details, he still don't know, which makes him relieved.

"The vitality of the Ji family and the Jiang family was greatly damaged. There was a lot of damage in the war, but it was respected by all ethnic groups and became a sacred place. No one will risk the world to find their trouble.

"A great religion called the heavenly court, full of vitality, spread in a star field."

This was added by the three hard laborers. Hearing this, Ye Fan looked a little in a trance and nodded. Now he is not in a hurry to find his old friend.

Now, he has appeared, and the news that is enough to shock the world is destined to be spread, and I believe that he will meet those people soon.

Ye Fan built several thatched huts at the foot of a mountain, relying on the mountain and the water. The scenery of this place is beautiful, and he once again began to study his future road.

Obviously, it is impossible for him to calm down this place. Those who insist on following are practicing nearby and have never been far away.

As for Mo Wentian, Tuoba Mo and Yi Ming, they are digging every day. According to Ye Fan's instructions, they have dug many peaks with runes, splashing sweat. Then, he chiseled into the depths of the formation to collect blood crystals.

The emperor's pass was boiling, and as soon as the news came back, it caused a great uproar. Almost no one believed that three hundred years after the dark blood, Ye Fan was still alive in the world.

"Go and have a look and have a look!"

In Diguan, no matter how fierce the secret war is, no matter how hard it is, many people can't sit still after getting the news. They want to go to the Feixian battlefield to see it and verify it in person.

Of course, there are also people who are very calm. Although they were shocked after learning about it, their eyes soon deepened and did not act immediately, but waited quietly.

On the battlefield of flying immortals, light doors shine one after another, and figures come out one after another. Many areas are filled with the strongest breath. Obviously, some humane deeds have never been beheaded.

This is a shocking wave, and it also indicates that a shocking catastrophe is about to break out. Ye Fan's return will make many people restless and deeply worried!

Many peerless strong men have come. They have been in the world for 300 years, and all of them have been like the sky. Over the years, they have created an invincible reputation!

Some are Ye Fan's acquaintances, and some are people who have heard of prestige in the past but have never been seen. One after another, they came to the battlefield of flying immortals.

People speculate that fighting will be inevitable no matter what, because some of them are Ye Fan's sworn enemies, and now he is in the weakest state, which is a rare opportunity!

"Master, I'm coming!" At this moment, a loud roar shook the mountains and rivers, and a figure rushed like a dragon in the distance, smashing all obstacles.

"If you want to see my teacher and pass me first, who dares to fight with me?" The people shouted and shook the sky. The sky and the earth were full of his echoes, and there was an invincible breath.

"It's him!" Everyone's heart sank, and they were all extremely afraid, and all of them showed seriousness.