When he said the last sentence, Yang Qi's eyes suddenly turned cold, revealing a piercing edge like the tip of a needle, which was heartbreaking.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying murderous aura erupted from Yang Qi's body, like a level 12 storm, covering all directions, and the surrounding air instantly solidified.
The disciples from the outer courtyard who were watching from a distance stepped back hundreds of meters before stopping, with unconcealable shock and consternation on their faces.
"It's scary, it's too scary! Senior Brother Yang is indeed the genius of the inner court, a powerful person in the fourth level of divine transformation. The power he unleashes is so powerful!"
"Of course! We have millions of disciples in the outer courtyard, but the total number of disciples in the inner courtyard is only ten thousand. Each one of us is an elite among the elite!"
"Even if I practice for another hundred years, I'm afraid I won't be able to compare to Senior Brother Yang Qi!"
Hearing the many compliments, Yang Qi raised his head high with an arrogant look on his face, looked at Ye Fan and said coldly: "Boy, if you know the truth, hand over the Wugou Lingquan immediately. I can accept you as my little brother, and I will protect you."
You, make sure you walk sideways in the outer courtyard! Otherwise, I guarantee you won’t see the sun tomorrow!”
threaten!
A naked threat!
That domineering tone did not give Mark any possibility of rejection.
"Hmph!" Instead of being afraid, Ye Fan sneered: "According to the rules of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, disciples can spar, but cannot fight to the death! You are clamoring to kill people, don't you take the sect's rules into account?"
"rule?"
Yang Qi seemed to have heard some big joke and burst into unbridled laughter:
"Ah ha ha ha... rules are made by the strong and enforced by the weak! My second grandfather is Elder Lian Yunzi, and I will soon become a true disciple, and you... are just an outer courtyard disciple, even if I am in public
Even if I kill you, the sect won’t punish me in any way, the most I can do is give you a verbal admonishment!”
Yang Qi's words were extremely arrogant, but he had to admit that what he said was true.
The weak follow the rules, while the strong can override the rules, even trample on them and make rules.
Yang Qi's second grandfather, Lian Yunzi, is one of the seven strongest elders of the Yunhai Immortal Sect. He has the seventh level of transcending tribulations and can be said to be at the top of the pyramid.
With Lian Yunzi's support, Yang Qi was able to run rampant in the outer courtyard.
"Senior Brother Yang!" The monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said viciously: "In my opinion, this kid just needs to be dealt with. If I just give him a beating, he will be honest!"
"Hou Ming, do it, don't kill him directly, give him a breath of air!" Yang Qi ordered, his tone was indifferent, in his heart Ye Fan's life was not worth mentioning.
"Yes, senior brother!"
The young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks named Hou Ming looked at Ye Fan with a ferocious look on his face and said coldly: "Boy, if you fall into the hands of this uncle, you will be unlucky!"
As he spoke, he flipped his right hand and a long stick appeared out of thin air.
The stick is more than a foot long and as thick as an arm. It is white in color, as if it is made of the bones of some ferocious beast. It emits an extremely majestic aura, and there are densely packed ancient charms on the surface of the long stick, which are obviously
Crafted by masters.
When Hou Ming grasped the long stick, his original wretched temperament completely changed, giving people a violent and ferocious feeling, as if he had unparalleled power in the world.
This increase in power is similar to the effect of Dugu Xin's fourth degree of madness, but the source of power comes from the long stick.
You know, Hou Ming was originally a second-level god-transformation monk, and his power continued to increase sharply. How cruel would he be?
…
"What kind of spiritual weapon is this?!"
The disciples from the outer courtyard who were watching from a distance looked straight at the long stick and were extremely surprised.
No one could imagine that Hou Ming, who looked wretched and humble, would have such a huge change in his temperament just because he sacrificed a spiritual weapon.
But everyone felt extremely depressed in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by some terrifying beast, their hair stood on end and they were trembling with fear.
"Collapse Mountain Stick!"
Suddenly, someone recognized the origin of this spiritual weapon and exclaimed:
"It is said that more than a hundred years ago, the seniors of the sect discovered the corpse of an ancient ferocious beast in a secret realm, which was hundreds of feet long. After carrying it back to the sect, they forged dozens of spiritual weapons, such as the mountain-collapsing stick.
It is one of them. A single strike can collapse mountains and shake mountains! Weapons made from the corpses of ancient ferocious beasts are not only indestructible, but also contain overwhelming evil energy. If the monks can successfully sacrifice them, they can obtain the ancient ferocious beasts.
Blessed by the power of part of the beast!”
Hearing this explanation, everyone around was shocked.
Since the Hou Ming in front of him can be given such a magical weapon by the sect, it means that he is considered a talent in the inner courtyard.
At this time, Hou Ming looked at Ye Fan gloomily and said jokingly: "Boy, if you kneel down and beg for mercy immediately, and then give all the impure spiritual springs, you can still escape the disaster! Otherwise, I will
I guarantee that your body will be completely bruised and every bone in your body will be broken!"
"Tch!" Ye Fan curled his lips and said disdainfully: "You have the nerve to be arrogant in front of me with a broken fire stick?"
Breaking the fire stick?
Upon hearing this description, Hou Ming's eyes were red, as if he were crazy, and he was extremely angry.
Not only Hou Ming, but also Yang Qi raised his eyebrows, with a look of surprise on his face.
Yang Qi was already crazy enough, but he never expected that Ye Fan would be even more arrogant than himself!
You must know that this collapsing mountain stick is made from the bones of ancient ferocious beasts. Although it does not reach the heaven level in terms of grade, it is still considered to be the best among the earth level spiritual weapons.
With Hou Ming's strength and the mountain-collapsing stick, he is enough to fight the enemy across the border, and he is not weak at all against the monks who have transformed into gods for the third time.
In Yang Qi's view, Ye Fan is just a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. No matter how talented he is, can he still cross several realms in a row?
However, Yang Qi only knew that Ye Fan had some bad luck and got many impure spiritual springs, but he didn't know that during the trial, Ye Fan not only defeated Tang Jue, the little evil sword who had turned four gods in one move, but also was still in the Black Sea.
Escaped from the pursuit of the leader of the forest prison.
…
At the same time, Hou Ming's anger had reached its peak, completely erupting, and he let out a loud roar:
"You brat, since you are seeking death, I will grant you your wish!"
"Eat my stick!!!"
Yang Qi suddenly jumped into the air, held the stick in both hands, and smashed it towards Ye Fan's head.
This stick has no subtle changes in moves at all, it is simple and crude.
Yang Qi's own power, coupled with the power of the ancient ferocious beast in the Mountain Collapsing Stick!
When the two are combined together, the destructive power they can cause is terrifying. The surrounding air is instantly torn apart, like a shrill and harsh sound, like tens of thousands of war horses roaring at the same time.
Even though they were far away, the many disciples from the outer courtyard who were watching changed their expressions, their bodies were trembling, and they were deeply shocked by the power.
They even had the illusion that this stick was like a giant pillar falling from the sky. Not to mention the mortal body, it could not stop it. Even the sky would be pierced and the earth would collapse in an instant.
Too strong!
Everyone could see that Hou Ming used all his strength as soon as he came up to give Ye Fan a show of strength!
In their eyes, even if Ye Fan resisted with all his strength, he would only survive by chance, but he would suffer unprecedented serious injuries and would have to rest for at least three to five years.
For a monk who has a long life, three to five years may be nothing.
But for a young genius like Ye Fan, the three to five years in his twenties are crucial, affecting the heights he can achieve in the future.
Hou Ming's blow was tantamount to ruining the future of a genius and causing him to fall completely.
At this moment, many outer courtyard disciples felt that Hou Ming was too cruel and too sinister.
But even if they thought so in their hearts, they didn't dare to say anything, let alone rush out to rescue Ye Fan.
After all, they are not related to Ye Fan, and even if they tried to save him with their strength, they would be unable to do anything to stop the power of this stick.
Therefore, all they can do is silently feel sorry for Mark.
But in the world of immortality, this is how it is.
The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy, the weak will eat the strong!
Every day, countless geniuses die.
"boom!"
The collapsing mountain stick arrived in an instant and had already reached the top of Ye Fan's head. It only needed to move one inch lower to kill him.
At the critical moment, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and he looked up at the mountain-collapse stick that was very close at hand. He suddenly raised his right hand, clenched his five fingers together into a fist, and walked towards the mountain-collapse stick.