One of the big blue hands was the most powerful, with traces of Yin Qi on it, like a ghost emperor resurrected, the first one to reach out and grab Ye Tong's body.
This green hand is hundreds of feet long, like a mountain falling down, making people suffocate. It is definitely the king of slaying, and it is extremely powerful.
It is extremely extreme to take action against a younger generation in this way. It is clear that the purpose is to destroy the genius, bury the genius in the cradle of growth, and not give him a chance to rise.
Ye Tong reacted quickly, the sun's essence fire flickered under his feet, and he practiced the Xingzi Jue passed down by Ye Fan to a certain level, combining it with his own origin, like a golden crow flying across the sky. He avoided the Taoist Killer's attack in the blink of an eye.
A killing blow!
The void was like a piece of window lattice paper, torn apart by several big hands. There were four or five Dao-slayers before and after them, whose identities were unknown, and they cut across the sky and launched a killing blow.
The nine heavens and ten earths trembled in unison, and the avenues of heaven and earth hummed in harmony. Everyone's methods involved the power of order, and divine chains penetrated the void, intertwining into a splendid world of Taoism.
"Dare you!"
There was a loud shout in the distance, and Dongfangye took action. He stood on the mountain without moving, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of barbarian king's blood energy, turned into a mountain wall, fell down, and hit the air.
Like a landslide and a tsunami, the innate essence and blood in the body of the Barbarian God King was unparalleled. It was like a star exploding, sending out thousands of ripples and sweeping in all directions.
"You dare to touch my eldest nephew, you are all tired of living!" The Barbarian God King roared, his true form descended, his hair flying, like a savage becoming a god.
He waved his fists and feet, causing the wind and clouds in all directions to shake. Even though many mountains tens or hundreds of miles apart exploded, he came to the world like a god of war.
In the distance, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth. He knew that with these old friends here, he probably wouldn't need to take action.
Since Zhuo Dare to come here, he must have joined some uncles in the branch. The little guy has grown up and knows that working together to make use of human resources is not just a temporary act.
"The Barbarian God King has taken action. He and Ye Fan were close friends of life and death back then. It will be difficult for these Tao-slayers to kill the prodigy."
"The bloodline of the God of War in Nanling is second only to the human holy body. Now the body is so strong and the fighting power is so strong that it is difficult to find an opponent!"
People whispered that the duel between the two young prodigies actually triggered a confrontation between the Taoist Killers, and the atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense.
"roar……"
There was a long roar, the evil energy was overwhelming in the distance, and a purple mist filled the air. He launched an attack as soon as he came up, and a vague figure was hidden in it. Only his eyes were as sharp as lightning, and the divine light shot out through the mist!
"The Sky Demon King has also taken action. He is also an old friend of the Holy Body. Now he is famous all over the world. Who dares to challenge him?"
"Back then, the Heavenly Demonic Body was born with deficiencies. It was plotted against in the mother's body before it was born. It took decades of hard work to restore its qualifications. Now, killing the Tao is like the reincarnation of a demonic god!"
Yao Yuekong took action, with a sky demon slaying god move, and his whole body turned into a demon sword, slashing the world.
"puff"
There was a splash of blood, and he split a big hand in half. Blood splashed, and the giant hand fell into the sky.
A roar came, and the arm that was broken at the wrist quickly retreated and disappeared into the void. It suffered a huge loss and stained the world with blood.
"brush"
With a flash of five-color divine light, the Peacock King appeared, and the clouds soared into the sky, sweeping away the blurry bodies standing in the void that were the owners of the big hands.
In the distance, people gasped. The Celestial Demon Body, Dongfang Ye and others who dominated the world in the past have become the kings of their side. Coupled with the veteran demon kings like the Peacock King, who is so protective of each other, who dares to touch them?
"Even though the Holy Body has left, his disciples cannot be bullied. His old friends are now the Tao-slayers who rule the land."
Not to mention the others, these three standing alone will cause headaches and fear to many strong men. Any one of them can dominate one side.
"It's so majestic. Three kings came to this world to stand up for a junior, but they are just disciples of the Holy Body. Is it worth it?" From far in the sky, there was a cold sneer with a bad tone, and two people came towards here.
Yao Yuekong said coldly: "Some people don't respect themselves. It's originally a duel between juniors, but they want to intervene and kill the geniuses. They have the nerve to blame others."
"There are always some shameless people in the world. They insist on getting involved in the younger generation's affairs, forcing us to take action." Dongfang Ye said it very directly and very rudely.
"You go back first and let your uncles come and 'reminisce about old times' with them," said the Mauryan King.
"Thank you, Grandpa Peacock King. It's okay. I'll just watch and leave in a while." Ye Tong said with a shy smile.
When he is not fighting, he looks very delicate and harmless, which is very different from the wild and domineering look just now.
"Hey, a little kid dares to get involved in the 'reminiscing about old times' among Dao-slayers." The visitor sneered.
These were two men who looked very powerful. They were full of energy, with divine flames beating between their brows, and one of them even had a horn on his forehead, like a god standing there.
"They are the two great generals of the Emperor of Heaven. In this era when saints do not appear, they are respected by all races wherever they go, and it is difficult to find a rival in the world."
"It's these two people. They represent the will of the Emperor. They are powerful. They have swept through all the heroes over the years and killed countless overlords!"
The people all changed their colors. These were two people with great backgrounds. They were famous masters among the ancient tribes. They had defected to the Emperor. Now almost no one dared to offend them.
"What Dao Slayers? The Black Emperor said that sooner or later, I will catch you and make them my battle pets." Ye Tong teased, tit for tat, and was not afraid to face two of the best in Dao Slayers.
Mentioning the big black dog, a group of people had black lines on their foreheads, and these two ancient warriors had cold eyes, shooting out murderous glances.
"Kill it sooner or later!" one of them said coldly.
As soon as these two people appeared, the people who had just taken action came over again. The situation was serious and the two sides were at war with each other.
"Hey, it's been too quiet these past few years. There's no passion for fighting, and there's no romance to harmonize it. Today is finally interesting."
A tall man wearing a silver battle suit and carrying a Fangtian painted halberd walked over. He looked very quiet, but his eyes would occasionally shine with a breathtaking light!
"This is the young prince of the Demon God Clan. He is a leader in the slaying art in recent years. He has not suffered a single defeat since his debut and is invincible."
Not only the strong men of the human race changed their expressions, but also the people of the ancient race were moved. They did not expect that another Tao-slayer with a reputation was about to take action.
The Demon God Clan is a brilliant and powerful clan, and they don't dare to take this clan name. Although they have declined for a time, they will always rise again. The clan's Dao-Slaying King is something that no one dares to underestimate.
In addition, two of the Emperor's most capable men arrived, and the three of them walked at the front, immediately blocking Dongfang Ye and Yao Yuekong.
The four people behind immediately felt confident and strode forward in the hazy mist, wanting to blame Ye Tong and the others and kill the genius.
"Eldest nephew, please go back." In the Eastern Wild Road, there will definitely be a duel between Taoist slayers. If someone sacrifices a sacred weapon, it will be bad.
"Okay, I'll leave right away." Ye Tong replied.
Yao Yuekong and the others are not worried about Zhuo Zhuo, because this is a child raised by a big black dog. He has countless bits and pieces on his body. He can break out of any formation and maybe even kill some people.
.
They know the dog's temperament very well. If you dare to touch a hair on it, it will bite off ten bites of your flesh, and they will never let the dog come out and suffer a big loss.
"They say the Holy Body is so great, but I think it's just a waste of fame. It's a pity that he left more than ten years ago, otherwise the Emperor would cut him into ashes!"
The two powerful Tao-slayers laughed and said, their words were frivolous, but they only had one Emperor in their eyes, and they had followed him loyally over the years.
They knew very well that the Emperor had deep grievances with the Holy Body of the Human Race in the past, and today he just wanted to provoke and find an opportunity to kill Ye Fan's disciples.
When the two spoke like this, except for a few people who agreed, most people chose to remain silent. Who dares to say this?
Back then, Ye Fan was really famous for his killings. Before leaving, during the battle in the Tianduan Mountains, the blood directly stained the mountain red, and the sun and moon were wiped out.
Even the bloodline of ancient emperors like Yuan Gu, and figures like Hua Yunfei who were relegated to immortals were killed. Their great reputation was all achieved through actual combat.
Ye Tong said coldly: "My master has been away for more than ten years, and you dare to say such things. Why didn't you dare to jump out and kill you all back then?"
The two men sneered again and again, but they didn't care about their words, and strode forward. Dongfang Ye and others' expressions darkened, and they immediately blocked their way.
"In just five years, I will be able to fight for my division in the world. If any of you come, I will take over!" Ye Tong said, his words crisp and ear-splitting.
The group of people all changed their colors, looking at Zhuo with more murderous intent, and they all wanted to kill him with a murderous hand.
In the distance, everyone looked at each other, and everyone was surprised. Fighting on behalf of the master made everyone feel shocked.
"Although the Holy Body has left, he has cultivated a good disciple and continued his power." Many people sighed.
"boom"
An astonishing aura emanated, like traces of ancient holy power. People were surprised that both sides might use holy weapons.
Dongfang Ye, Yao Yuekong and the others faced off against the two generals of the Prince of Heaven and the young prince of the Demon God Clan. No one dared to act rashly. If they really wanted to sacrifice the sacred weapon, it would be a big deal.
However, the four people next to him did not stop and rushed towards Zhuo together.
"Uncle and grandpa, I'm going back first. Thank you for today." Ye Tong said goodbye to Dongfang Ye and Maurya King, preparing to open the door to the void with the altar and leave.
In the distance, Ye Fan's eyes flashed with brilliance. These Dao-slayers bullied others too much. They used the big to bully the small, forcing their disciples to flee far away.
At this time, Dongfang Ye and Yao Yuekong were in confrontation with others, guarding against the attack of the holy weapon and did not act rashly.
There was a flash of light in Ye Fan's palm, and a black gun appeared. He strode forward and arrived at the center of the battlefield step by step.
The inexplicable appearance of such a person surprised many monks, wondering which side he belonged to and who he would attack.
"You all stay alive." Ye Fan's plain words carried a powerful intimidation as he glanced at the four Dao-slayers in front of him.
Everyone was shocked, this was obviously another person who stood up for Ye Tong, but why had they never seen him before and no one could recognize him.
"Who are you and who do you think you are, how dare you speak so shamelessly!"
"Even if Ye Fan comes back, I'm afraid he wouldn't dare to speak like this!"
"The Holy Body of the human race has become a thing of the past, and its name is buried in the dust of history, but you forcefully stand up for its disciples and don't know how to advance or retreat!"
Each of the four Dao-slayers looked cold, their faces full of indifference and ruthlessness.
Ye Fan didn't say much, and stabbed out with one shot. This shot returned to his original nature, simple and natural, without the harmony of the avenue and the magical power, but it made the four people change their colors on the spot.
They knew they had met a terrifying master!
These four people all tried their best to kill Ye Fan together, but the situation changed so quickly that everyone was unexpected.
One shot!
Just one shot!
The sonorous sound shook the heaven and the earth, the blood burst out, and a shrill scream came out, making everyone tremble.
The black gun body in Ye Fan's hand pierced a Taoist Killer and nailed him high in the air, dripping with blood. The king struggled on it, but could not get rid of it.
This scene shocked everyone, and every monk was trembling with fear. What kind of person is this?!
A shot was fired, which was unremarkable at first, but in the final moment, the mountains and rivers were eclipsed, the sun and the moon were dimmed, and a tyrannical king who slashed the path was killed with just one shot!
Ye Fan stood there like a demon, while the other Tao-slayers were trembling and retreating with their hairs running cold. They were really frightened.
"It's him, the living fossil from Wanchu Holy Land, and now he has been promoted to a king!
Someone exclaimed, recognizing the master who had been shot through and revealed his true face.
Ye Fan had no expression on his face, holding a gun in one hand, and just carried the Tao-killing King towards the people in Wanchu Holy Land, making these people's bodies feel cold.
His gun was like a huge mountain, pressing on the hearts of everyone in this holy land. As he walked step by step, everyone's hearts were about to burst.
Ye Fanru entered a deserted place, stepped forward with his gun raised, and came to the front of this group of people. His expression was extremely indifferent, staring at everyone.
At this moment, there was silence, and everyone in the Wanchu Holy Land was sweating. They did not expect that one of their elders would suffer such an end after taking action.
Ye Fan raised the big gun high, nailed the king, and then pointed it diagonally forward, almost in front of the holy leader of the sect.
He had no words, only indifference in his eyes, and gave the best response with action. In front of everyone in the world, he singled out their king. This was a loud and murderous slap in the face!
Everyone was silent, no one spoke, and they didn't even dare to express their anger. Everyone was paying attention nervously.
This is using one's own power to frighten a holy place.
"Bang"
The black gun in Ye Fan's hand trembled, and the living fossil of Zhan Dao collapsed on the spot. Blood splashed and turned into a large piece of bone fragments and blood rain, dyeing the sky red.
This is a naked intimidation, picking up a king of the Holy Land and killing him in front of their leader!
Ye Fan returned to his first small battle. He shed tears and said, in order not to hurt, please spread the word. You have to shout even if you don’t want to, otherwise it will explode.