Supreme Sword Soul

Chapter 146. Leiyun Taoist

Elders of Water and Elders and Fire have been friends for nearly a hundred years. They have a deep relationship. Although they are not brothers, they absolutely regard each other as their closest relatives. At this moment, Elder Shui has no other ideas but to die.

"Brother, don't go too fast. I'll accompany you, hell, and then break through the prestige of our two brothers!" Then he broke his heart and fell softly, lying next to the fire elder, with a peaceful look.

Ye Fan looked at the two people silently, bowed to them, and stepped on them with his right foot.

"Rumble!"

The underground of the two suddenly collapsed, and their bodies were deeply buried in the ground and slept forever.

After doing all this, he looked around without the figure of Qi Li and Zhong Cheng. It seems that he should have been swallowed up by the energy halo in the outbreak just now.

Everyone silently watched him finish all this, and their hearts were full of admiration, affection and righteousness, and clear kindness and resentment. He was a bloody hot-blooded man.

Ye Fan glanced around, and then stopped above the patriarch of Luoyun, with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

"I said, if you don't hand over Qi Li and Zhong Cheng's dog heads, I will wash away Yunzong."

The patriarch of Luoyun looked cold and said coldly, "Don't be too proud. The fish is dead and the net is broken. No one has a good end. What's more, you have experienced many wars. I'm curious. How much power do you have?" At this point, he showed a cunning smile. Thank you for your concern. Although the skill is less than 50% of the previous, it is more than enough to deal with you. Ye Fan said lightly.

"Arrogance! If you have seed, just kill it. If you don't have seed, don't come here. The patriarch of Luoyun said disdainfully, but a trace of cunning flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Ye Fan was silent for a moment, the next moment.

"Wo!"

The figure exploded, leaving a series of shadows in the air. The sound of gas explosions exploded one after another. The black iron sword flashed with a strange red light and smashed down at the patriarch of Luoyun with the momentum of Wanjun.

"Boom!"

An amazing explosion was remembered, and then an invisible shock wave swept away. Everyone turned over and was blown away for dozens of meters before they could stop.

The smoke slowly dissipated, and the scene in front of everyone trembled.

A strong and powerful hand grabbed the black iron sword.

Ye Fan's pupils shrank slightly, looking at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his heart condensed.

"In front of me, I shouted to kill the head of Luo Yunzong, damn it!" The old man's turbid and dim eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and he patted Ye Fan fiercely with his right hand.

There was no real qi fluctuation on the palm of his hand, not even a trace of momentum. He waved gently like an ordinary person, but Ye Fan retreated violently and unfolded the "Six Changes of the Wind", and his figure flashed quickly.

But the palm of his hand followed like a shadow. On these two old palms, Ye Fan smelled the breath of death. If he was slapped, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Leiyun Taoist! The head of the previous generation of Luo Yunzong, didn't he die? Why is he still alive and has reached the realm of a hundred refining? The owner of Baihua Building exclaimed.

"What! He is a Taoist in Leiyun. It's over. Zixiao's face was extremely ugly, and she looked at Ye Fan with struggle. No matter how much he saved him at this moment, there was nothing he could do. The gap between the perfect status and the realm of hundred refining was like the gap between the gas refining period and the status realm, which could not be matched at all.

"Can't you really save him?" Zi Xiao was unwilling.

"Damn, such a swordsman is going to be destroyed by the old guy Lei Yun. Why didn't this guy die earlier?" The patriarch of Tianjian is also extremely depressed.

"Big Boss!" Yan Chengwu exclaimed in the crowd and looked at Ye Fan worriedly.

"Don't worry, your boss will be fine." The bodyguard next to him who had been protecting him suddenly said.

"Ah?"

It's in Yan Chengwu. When I was puzzled, a laughter came.

"So old, don't you feel ashamed to deal with a junior who is only a fraction of your age?"

Then another sneer

"Maybe they don't understand what is ashamed at all."

Lei Yun Taoist's face instantly turned into a pig's liver color. He glared around and shouted, "Who! Get out of here."

Then, a coquettish smile interrupted the laughter of the two people, like a sound of nature, flowing through everyone's hearts.

"Well, you two guys, you can't save people."

Three thunderous attacks broke through the air almost at the same time, crossed the heavy space, and hit the Leiyun Taoist fiercely.

"Hundreds of martial artists!" Feeling the strength of the attack, Lei Yundao's face changed greatly. He quickly withdrew his palm, lifted his whole body's true qi, and patted hard at the three attacks.

"The clouds are ethereal!" Heavy palm shadows appeared on his hands, so that his real hands were hidden in this illusory palm shadow.

The offensive of the two sides suddenly collided with each other, and a burst of explosion suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the four attacks were offset and dissipated at the same time.

"He Fang's Taoist friend, this matter is a matter within the Luoyun Sect. Please retreat as soon as possible." Lei Yundao was so angry that he forcibly pressed it down, held his fists in his hands, and said politely.

"Wo!"

"Wo!"

"Wo!"

Three figures fell on the ground at the same time, standing in front of Ye Fan. The man on the far left was wearing a sky-blue robe, with a long breath, his hands on his back, and his expression was unrestrained.

The man on the far right, wearing a black gorgeous suit, flashed with light in his dark pupils. His resolute face was dotted with a little beard, which made him more masculine. There was a king's domineering spirit in every move, and his power of heaven and earth shocked everyone present.

The man in the middle is a stunning beauty with a veil. Her waist and limbs are like weak willows, her hands are as soft, her face is like Shunhua, her muscles are like gel, and her anger is like orchid. As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of everyone present. Even the same female martial artists can't help but be attracted to the past and be intoxicated by her peerless face.

Then, she turned around gently, and the lotus step moved gently. A gust of fragrant wind blew by. In the shocked eyes of all the men, she grabbed Ye Fan's hands and said with concern

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Ye Fan said gently and gently grabbed her softness.

"That's good. I was really worried just now. Don't do such a risky thing next time, okay?" She said coquettishly, and there was a faint smell of coquettishness in her tone.

There seems to be a heartbreaking sound from the crowd...

"It won't happen next time." Ye Fan touched his head with a smile and said.

"Wo-ho-ho!"

Ye Fan suddenly had hundreds of murderous eyes, and a stream of resentment was transmitted to Ye Fan through his eyes. If his eyes can kill people, then Ye Fan has died thousands of times at this moment.

Feeling the instantaneous murderous intention around him, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth and put one hand on the beauty's shoulder.

"Hum!"

The fierce and domineering sword spirit rose to the sky, and the sword spirit swept away. He looked around, and all the people who looked at him lowered their arrogant heads one after another. Ye Fan's behavior was telling them that this woman was his woman. Whoever dares to think crookedly, he had only one end.

Dead!