Chapter 482 The wind and rain are coming and the wind is full of buildings

"Don"

Zhao Fa sprayed blood and teeth in his mouth and knocked down the high wall behind him. He was so angry that he was slapped in front of so many people, and his teeth were knocked out, which made him angry.

"Wow!"

The nine swords spit out from his mouth and turned into a colorful rainbow and shot at Ye Fan's body. It was gorgeous and magnificent, and the murderous spirit spewed like tide.

This is a nine-mouth magic sword, cast from different meteorite iron, with different colors. All of them are just the length of the palm, but they are extremely sharp and sharp as a light.

They pierced the void and rushed out of the void, like the nine wings of the phoenix, spewing out endless auspicious colors and sweeping them.

It seems to be enchanting and beautiful, but it is murderous. It can kill people's souls, penetrate into people's bones, and it is cold and cold.

"Bun"

Ye Fan's golden hand patted out, covering all nine flying swords of different colors, making them tremble. Even if it was a rare meteorite iron in the world, it could not withstand this kind of force.

""","","..."

Nine colorful swords were all grasped in Ye Fan's hand, and the golden fingers were crushed hard. The sound of "Zong Zheng" was endless, and all of them were broken.

Then, the colored iron powder fell from between his fingers, and he turned the divine iron into powder with his powerful fingers!

Everyone was shocked. Is the Eucharist really self-killed? This is too bullshit. This news is completely cheating!

"You..." Zhao Fa changed his color, and he was afraid and said, "You didn't kill yourself!"

Ye Fan strode forward, and every step fell, making the whole street shake. There was a big drum beating between heaven and earth, ringing in everyone's heart.

Zhao Fa's expression changed miserably. If Ye Fan did not kill himself, even if he fought hard, he could not escape death, and his mind was disordered to the extreme.

"Buzz!"

Ye Fan rushed over when he was emotionally unstable. The golden hand covered it again and turned into a big golden grinding disc and fell down.

"I really cut myself for it," he said with a smile, but he was ruthless.

"What..." Zhao Fa was stunned, but the distance was so close that he could not avoid it and bravely attacked.

"Dang!"

Like a pile, Ye Fan is like a grinding disc with a golden hand. Zhao Fa's semi-cut body was shot into the ground.

"Bun!"

Ye Fan hit again. Zhao's eyes were full of stars, his mouth sprayed blood, his body sank a foot high, and all the bottom of his chest was immersed in the earth and stone.

"I've said that self-killing, it's just half useless. There is still a little power left to protect yourself, but you bully me so much. Can I pinch it casually when I'm a soft persimmon?

Ye Fan squatted down and showed no mercy. He slapped his backhand and made a crisp sound. Zhao Fa's teeth fell two or three again, and he was so angry that his internal organs and six mansions were about to burn.

"I forgot to tell you in detail. Under the treatment of Dr. Wang, I have indeed cut off the Taoist fruit and fell into the secret realm of the four poles, but I still have the cultivation of the peak of the Taoist palace." Ye Fan smiled brightly.

"Bang!"

Then, he slapped him again, which made Zhao dizzy. Spitting blood in the mouth.

"You are so anxious that you can't wait to take my sword, don't you understand the truth that the acorns will rot first?"

"Have you fallen into the four-pole secret place?!" Zhao Fa gritted his teeth, looked cold, and his eyes were full of murder.

"Boom!"

He seems to have strong self-confidence. A purple light rushed out of the sky in the body, like a huge purple dragon seducing the sky.

Ye Fan laughed, but his eyes were even colder. He rolled his hand down and said, "Knowing that my cultivation is not as good as fighting, can't you hold back? You don't even think about how close you are to me!"

"Bang!"

He slapped him down, and the teeth in Zhao Fa's mouth were about to fall out, mixed with blood, and the purple light from his body was pressed back.

"You'd better be honest when you're so close to me!"

Ye Fan gave him another big slap, making his body sink more than half a foot again, and only stabbed a head on the surface.

Zhao Fa's face was pale. This kind of great shame was the first time in his life. He was so sad that he wanted to shout out. Originally, everything was under control, and he plotted to seize the holy sword. I never thought of it, but it was such a result. I was planted alive into the earth and stone, and I didn't even have the strength to fight back, and I was slapped several times.

"Enough, you have passed!,, the son of Zifu stood in the distance, his eyes were very cold, staring at Ye Fan.

"When Zhao Fa bullied Ye Fan just now, why didn't you talk?" Li Heishui glanced at him and said in a cold voice, "If you want to fight injustice, just come here!"

The big black dog was even more direct and shouted, "Do you want to favor that bastard? I will accompany you for a while. I don't mind taking a holy son as a favor!"

Next to

, everyone was speechless. Did the Holy Body really go to the secret place of the Taoist Palace? How could the people around him be fierce?

"You have transferred some of my brothers to a foreign country, and I haven't asked you to settle accounts yet!" The son of Zifu looked cold and stared at the Black Emperor, full of murderous intent.

"Who is afraid of whom, just let it go!"

Ye Fan stood up, looked at the son of Zifu and said, "Do you really want to take action?"

All the saints are "bright and upright" one by one. No one hasted to take action against him. If the son of Zifu does it, he will be the first.

"Since you have cut off your cultivation and fell into the secret land of the four poles, I don't care about you as a half-waste person!" The eyes of the son of Zifu were cold, and he did not respond to the battle.

Ye Fan showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. After all, he was still the Holy Son. When he couldn't figure out the situation, he would not easily take action, and he was calm.

"Go to hell!" Suddenly, Zhao Fa roared, and the purple light rushed to the sky.

Above his head, a huge star appeared, purple and dazzling!

This only star has endless horror power, which makes the sun in the sky eclipsed and emits a huge fluctuation.

"Ziwei Emperor Star!"

Some people exclaimed that they didn't expect that Zhao Fa had cultivated the unworldly magic of Ziwei Religion and evolved the Ziwei Emperor Star. Once it collapsed, it was enough to destroy a world.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan's golden hand poked out and turned into a golden celestele and fell. The divine power fluctuated terribly, and he suppressed the Purple Emperor with a bang.

"Rit!" Zhao Fa shouted.

However, Ye Fan's body was so powerful that it turned into a golden monument. He pressed Ziwei Emperor Xingsheng back into his head and forced the hemagined mana back.

"Ah..." Zhao shouted in horror. If Ziwei Dixing cracked in his body, he would definitely be destroyed.

"Save me..." Zhao Fa was really afraid. He could not control himself, and the purple star was about to be destroyed in his body.

"Don't you want to take my holy sword and kill me? Why are you begging me now?" Ye Fan looked down at him.

Zhao Fa had only one head on the surface of the earth, and his face was extremely pale. He said, "Damn it, I shouldn't be so greedy. Help me!"

"Bun!"

Ye Fan kicked out, shook a big star from his head, rushed up to the sky, and burst in the distant sky.

The endless purple light is turbulent, and the terrible energy is vast. Even if you feel the aftershocks like a tsunami in front of the ground, it is frightening.

Although Zhao Fa was saved, there was a trace of hatred in his eyes. He suffered such a great loss today and couldn't wait to smash Ye Fan.

"Bun"

He broke out of the ground and stood on the ground. He said in a cold voice, "Brother Ye will stop here today. I'll visit you again another day!"

Zhao Fa didn't know Ye Fan's real details, and he no longer dared to take action easily. He wanted to find out the situation before taking action.

However, Ye Fan laughed, like a ghost, and his movements were fast to the extreme. Come to him, so that he can't avoid it at all.

"Then I won't send it. Let's go!"

Ye Fan patted him on the shoulder, just like Zhao Fa did before, which made his face suddenly change. Quickly step back.

"What did you... do to me?" Zhao Fa coughed up blood step by step. When he stepped back to the eighth step, there was a broken sound in his body.

He immediately shouted and said, "You ruined me?"

Ye Fan looked indifferent and said, "You have repeatedly tried to hurt me, and it's not bad to leave you a life."

Everyone was as cold as a cicada. Ziwei taught a monk of the four great perfections and was abolished by Ye Fan's hand, which was really chilling.

Did the Eucharist really cut itself? Why is it still so terrible and powerful? If it is only in the secret place of the Taoist palace, it is too unscrupulous.

"You are so cruel..." Zhao Fa looked pale and trembled all over.

"You have all wanted to kill me. Do I still have to smile? God has the virtue of a good life. Let's reform yourself."

Ye Fan's thought of abolishing a young generation of outstanding people, which shocked everyone.

"You are in the secret place of the Taoist palace. If you can take my three strikes, I will turn around and leave. It's not difficult for you." The son of Zifu said in a cold voice, and suddenly a purple light came to Ye Fan.

"Bun!"

Ye Fan raised his fist to fight and smashed it on the spot.

"Boom!"

A small purple tower appeared in the heart of the son of Zifu, pressing forward and making terrible fluctuations.

"Oh!"

Ye Fan's eyebrows rushed out of a small golden tripod and bumped forward.

The son of Zifu changed color, took back the purple tower backwards, and then sealed his hands and patted the heinous purple energy waves forward.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan still attacked with a golden fist, and the ancient street shook violently and almost collapsed.

"Go!"

The son of Zifu turned around and left. When several other disciples of Zifu saw this, they all followed him away.

"He is testing me, and after all, he can't help it..." Ye Fan said to himself.

The Son of Zifu was not able to find out anything. He left decisively and didn't want to take risks.

On this day, the news spread all over the sky and quickly spread.

The cultivation of the Holy Body is not completely abandoned, and there is still the cultivation at the peak of the Taoist Palace. Zhao Fa, who was taught by Ziwei, was deposed as a mortal. The son of Zifu tried and finally left.

People are talking about such news. They want to know what kind of state Ye Fan is, and they don't believe the above rumors.

On the same day, Dr. Wang appeared, saying that what Ye Fan said was true and had beheaded himself. At the same time, it is revealed that if Ye Fan wants to work hard, he can occasionally exert the combat power of the four-pole secret world at the cost of losing his life, which can't exceed ten times at most.

This is what Ye Fan and Dr. Wang have already discussed, and they don't want to say too much. Otherwise, if he shows his four-pole cultivation, he will immediately help.

However, he is not very worried, because if he gets the word "nine secrets", he no longer needs to worry. With this step, the world can go, and he is not afraid of being stopped.

"Such news spreads, not to mention other people, all the saints can't help it. Did you do it on purpose?" Li Heidao glanced at Ye Fan, and then glanced at the old madman behind him.

"If you want to test or kill me, just come!" Ye Fan smiled.

"The ancient killer God Dynasty is about to appear, and I'm afraid I've received a lot of commissions." Big black dog road.

All the saints are very calm and have not yet taken any action, but many disciples of the Holy Land have appeared and come to test what happened to Ye Fan. The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building. This is a chess piece to explore the way.

Soon, there was news that the son of Yin and Yang carried the secret treasure of the yin and yang sword all the way south, ready to cut off the head of the holy body Ye Fan. Several elders followed him, and it was about to arrive.

At the same time, there were old people in Ziwei's teacher's school who was angry. They rushed to the road overnight and came to Youyue City to suppress Ye Fan. A