The battlefields on both sides of Yin Juekong and Qingchengzi stopped.
"this!"
Yin Juekong's throat squirmed, and he was extremely shocked. He thought Ye Fan was just an ordinary master, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.
He could also kill hundreds of disciples with one move, but he couldn't be as calm and calm as Ye Fan.
This kid...
What a monster!
"Uh-huh."
Qing Chengzi seized the opportunity and punched fiercely; Yin Juekong hurriedly resisted and was knocked away.
Yin Juekong's face was cold.
This move not only shocked Yin Juekong, but also made Huang Shouren and others unable to calm down.
Although I saw Ye Fan take action in Zhaoyao Mountain that day, it was still far away and the feeling was not real.
But just now, it happened completely before my eyes.
At that moment, everyone in the Huang family camp and the Mu family camp felt extremely depressed, oppressed by an invincible momentum.
In the crowd, grandma stared at Ye Fan, her eyes flickering, not knowing what she was thinking.
In the deep mountains and old forests with insufficient light, Ye Fan, dressed in white and snowy, said indifferently: "Elder Yin, I didn't know that this hand of mine could penetrate your eyes."
"Boy, I underestimated you."
Yin Juekong's voice was low, with a hint of hoarseness.
When Ye Fan showed his strength, he knew that avenging his son would be troublesome and might even be impossible.
Although he is a Brahmin elder, he is not the sect leader after all. If he makes a big enemy of the Brahmin, he will be punished.
When he thought of the power of the Brahmin sect leader, Yin Juekong's heart tightened.
"Ye Fan, why do you want to kill my son!"
"You should have found out that Yin Wuxie wanted to violate my sister, and he has done many unreasonable things over the years. It is reasonable for me to kill him."
Yin Juekong's face twitched and he said resentfully: "Even if my son is guilty, it's not your turn to punish him. Besides, you actually beat my son into a pulp without leaving a whole body. Ye Fan, you are so cruel!"
Ye Fan said calmly: "Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, we still have things to rush for. Come on, go all out, I will only give you one chance."
"presumptuous!"
Yin Juekong was furious, roared out, and a stream of poisonous gas rose from the ground.
"Don't use poison on me, this thing is of no use to me." Ye Fan walked in the poisonous gas without being affected.
This shocked everyone again.
Yin Juekong's face was extremely solemn. He waved his hand and the poisonous gas dispersed.
"Ye Fan, one move determines the outcome."
"Poison Dragon Sting!"
A huge tornado-like cyclone vortex appeared out of thin air, sweeping the entire place crazily, and no trees within a radius of 500 meters were left.
This huge tornado is black and contains poison.
"Quickly retreat!"
Huang Shouren, Song Chanzi and others screamed.
Qingchengzi glanced at Ye Fan, and then took Yan Zhenqing and his daughter to greet Dan Qinzi to leave the center of the battlefield.
The black tornado is getting bigger and bigger.
Yin Juekong slowly rose into the air, opened his hands, his black robe bulged, his sword eyebrows stood up, he pointed at Ye Fan fiercely, and shouted: "Kill!"
"Uh-huh."
From the black tornado, a small tornado rushed out, like a spear, piercing Ye Fan.
Here is the poisonous dragon sting.
"The continuous attack martial arts is not bad, it has large-scale damage." Ye Fan nodded secretly, and his fist was like iron, and he smashed the poisonous stinger into pieces.
"Swish, swish, swish."
Immediately afterwards, poisonous dragon thorns fell from the sky one after another, overwhelming the sky and the ground, and they were so dense that the hearts of those watching the battle from a distance were filled with fear.
Even though he is Qingchengzi, he also feels a little guilty.
This kind of continuous martial arts attack is the most difficult. The competition is based on the foundation. Whoever can't withstand it will lose.
It can be said that with Yin Juekong’s background, no one else can compete with him except Ye Fan.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Facing the dense venomous stings, Ye Fan was able to do it with ease, knocking many of the venomous stings to pieces with every punch.
The white clothes are fluttering, and the spirit is as rich as jade.
Invincible, standing tall.
finally.
Ye Fan roared loudly, shaking the world.
With a roar, all the stingers that attacked were wiped out, and even the huge black tornado shook.
"not good!"
Yin Juekong's expression changed.
However, it was too late.
Ye Fan made a seal with both hands, the light in his eyes was like lightning, and thundered: "Fantian Seal!"