The first thousand one hundred and eighty-six chapters kill the setting sun
"It's just you three little ants, you're still far behind."
Ancestor Can Yang smiled arrogantly, and with a wave of his sleeve, he blocked Xie Changsi's Thunder Palm, and at the same time swept him away dozens of meters away.
"The two little girls are good. Today I want to try something new."
After saying that, he stretched out his hands, broke the offensive of Huang Xiaomei and Yiluoxiang, and caught the two of them head-on at the same time.
"ah!"
Yiluoxiang and Yiluoxiang both exclaimed, they didn't expect this old guy to be so tyrannical.
"Break it for me!"
Huang Xiaomei punched the big Zhenyuan hand with all her strength, but unfortunately her cultivation was still a little weaker. Not only was she unable to break the blow, but she was held tightly by the big Zhenyuan hand.
The same was true for Yiluoxiang. Originally, she wanted to use teleportation to dodge, but unfortunately, under the powerful hand of Zhenyuan, the surrounding space experienced chaotic fluctuations, and the teleportation failed.
Seeing that the three of them were no match for Patriarch Zunyang and were crushed to death, the people of the Murong family became more and more excited. It seemed that this time the three major families were completely finished, and Ye Bufan was completely finished.
"Hahaha, ancestor, the woman I like, none of you can escape."
Ancestor Can Yang burst out laughing arrogantly, but before he could finish laughing, an overwhelming force suddenly hit his chest, and his big hand of true energy dissipated instantly, and then the whole person flew backwards.
"ah!"
There was a surge of Qi and blood in his chest, and a mouthful of old blood almost spurted out. Only by using all the Qi in his body could he barely suppress the swelling Qi.
Huang Xiaomei let out a long breath and looked at Ye Bufan gratefully. It was also the Shadowless Divine Fist. The power used by the Dragon King was much stronger than hers.
The ancestor of the setting sun had just stabilized his figure in mid-air. Before he could figure out what was going on, Ye Bufan's figure disappeared in an instant, and then appeared behind him, thunder rolled, and a thunder palm hit him.
On his back.
"ah!"
The Ancestor of Setting Sun roared angrily, and his whole body was sent flying dozens of meters like a ball. This time, he couldn't control it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
At this moment, he was shocked. The young man's cultivation was not weaker than his own, and he was also in the middle stage of the Martial Saint.
At this moment, a burst of thunder sounded, and a bolt of lightning as thick as an adult's arm struck on top of his head.
The ancestor of the setting sun flew out again, feeling extremely aggrieved. He never expected that he would be beaten like a dog just after he was reborn.
It was also a five-thunder-blasting technique, but the power of the thunder and lightning used by Ye Bufan was much greater than that of Xie Changsi. This caused heavy damage to his internal organs, and his whole body was hacked to pieces, making him look extremely miserable.
He knew that he could no longer fight. This young man's cultivation was not inferior to his own, and he was using various methods. If he continued to fight, he would definitely die in his hands.
"Boy, just wait for me. When the ancestor recovers his cultivation, he will definitely wipe out your whole family."
He was a powerful man in the Mahayana stage before and could crush a martial saint to death with just a move of his fingers.
But now that he has just been reborn, he can only display his cultivation level comparable to that of a middle-stage saint, so he feels even more frustrated.
Once he fully regains his strength, he will definitely be able to cut this kid into pieces.
After saying a harsh word, he turned into a stream of light and ran away into the distance.
Everyone at the foot of the mountain was completely dumbfounded. The ancestor of Setting Sun, who was so arrogant just now, was beaten like a dog in an instant. How strong is Ye Bufan's cultivation?
"Want to leave? It's not that easy."
Ye Bufan opened his mouth, and a golden light shot out, instantly arriving behind the setting sun ancestor.
Sensing something bad, Patriarch Setting Sun quickly turned around and used all his strength to transform a big hand of true essence to grab at the golden light behind him, trying to block the blow.
It's a pity that he still underestimated the power of the dragon's teeth. Under the sharp sword light, his big real hand was shattered to pieces in an instant, and then a sharp sword light came down from top and split his body into pieces.
Two halves.
In the horrified eyes of everyone, the body that originally belonged to Murong Chenglong fell to the ground with a plop. Because the position it was in was too high, it fell on the mountain and completely turned into a puddle of flesh.
At the same time, a phantom emerged from Murong Chenglong's body, and finally transformed into a figure with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in mid-air.
"Boy, you actually destroyed my body. Just wait, my ancestor and you are incompatible, and sooner or later you will be destroyed physically and spiritually."
Ancestor Can Yang didn't have much fear. Although this physical body was gone, he had left the ancient ruins and he could still find a suitable physical body to take over.
Moreover, since he is now in a soul body, he can escape faster without the restraints of the physical body.
It was precisely because of this that he dared to stop shouting, thinking that the other party could not do anything to him.
"Isn't the situation mutually exclusive? Then there's no need for you to leave."
Ye Bufan flicked his wrist, and a small black bottle flew into the air.
"ah!"
Ancestor Can Yang let out an exclamation. He was a master in the Mahayana stage before and his soul was extremely powerful. He immediately realized how extraordinary this small bottle was and turned around to run away.
Unfortunately, it was too late. A huge suction force roared out from the demon refining bottle, shrouding his soul, which was then taken into the bottle and turned into a white pill.
With a thought, Ye Bufan took back the Demon Refining Bottle, until this moment the battle was completely over.
At this time, the entire Tianzi Mountain was silent. The people present had suffered too much stimulation today, and their spirits were a little numb.
I used to think that the Murong family would definitely control this family meeting, but I didn't expect that the situation changed again and again, and reversed again and again. The complexity of the plot simply exceeded that of a Hollywood movie. Now the dust has finally settled.
Ye Bufan waved his hand, and several people fell from the air and returned to the ranks of the three major families.
"Long live Mr. Ye..."
"Long live the medical fairy..."
"Xiaofan is great..."
After his feet landed on the ground, people from the three major families immediately rushed up and treated him like a hero.
Su Ruyue, An Yimo, Leng Qingqiu and others all had little stars twinkling in their eyes. As a woman, what she most wants to see is the excellence of her man. The man in front of her is undoubtedly the best hero in their hearts.
"Okay, everyone, please be quiet for a moment. Let's finish the matter first and then talk about it."
After speaking, Ye Bufan turned to look at the Murong family. Now that Murong Chenglong has been dealt with, the remaining matters should be sorted out.
When they met his gaze, the betrayed aristocratic families lowered their heads one by one, some did not dare to look directly, and some were trembling and silent.
At this time, a figure jumped up, and the crowd suddenly jumped out and fled. It was Zhong Baichun, the head of the Zhong family.
"Want to run?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Bufan's lips. This guy was the first to choose betrayal at that time, and now he wants to run away. How can anything be so cheap?
With a thought in his mind, a thunderbolt as thick as an adult's arm struck down from the sky. Zhong Baichun, who was running, was instantly struck by lightning, and then disappeared out of thin air, being forcibly chopped into nothingness.
At this moment, the entire audience was speechless, and many people who were about to escape immediately stopped and stood there obediently.
They figured out that there was no possibility of escaping in front of the Martial Saint. There might be hope of survival if they stayed, but escaping would only lead to death.
