In the long street, you can still hear needles dropping, blood mist disperses, broken bones are everywhere on the ground, and beast corpses and broken weapons coexist.
The young man in purple stood on the long street and publicly killed the strong man among the Thirteen Horsemen of Tianhuang. It shocked people's hearts, just like an invincible demon god came into the world.
On this occasion, only Ye Fan was standing in front of the small wine shop. He was tall and tall, his clothes were flowing, and he was spotless. He raised his glass to pay tribute to the man in purple on the street.
"Wolf smoke rises, the heavens are in sight, and the eternal immortal realm appears. The sword energy is like frost, the anger swallows the stars and laughs frivolously, and the endless blood of the enemies on the ancient road..."
Ye Fan drank all the wine in one gulp and threw the glass on the street. In the extreme silence, only the sound of the glass breaking could be heard, cracking everyone's heart.
Everyone's color changed. At this moment, a strong man in purple was already arrogant enough. His iron sword swept across the long street, and the clouds moved in all directions. At this time, another person stood up. His words were frivolous. How could he not attract attention? This is serious.
provocative.
Some of the Thirteen Horsemen of Tianhuang looked coldly, while the soldiers who came over also had ruthless eyes and surrounded the place.
The battle paused, because the soldiers from the first level of the human race arrived, separated from the Thirteen Horsemen of Tianhuang, and looked at the purple-clothed man in the field indifferently.
Although the war ceased, the atmosphere at this time became more and more tense. I don't know how many people came, all watching the development of the situation on the long street.
"You kill people in the street and flout city regulations. No matter which star field you come to, you will respect the law with your orders!"
The soldier commander said coldly, his whole body full of blood, his strong body covered with black iron clothes, and the bronze gun he held in his hand split the sky with murderous aura, filled with a sense of oppression.
Everyone was shocked. These soldiers were so powerful, especially this man, who was many times stronger than many testers.
This has to make people think deeply. They are a group of losers. They are not defeated here, but they are sinking deeper into the starry sky. It is conceivable that they will encounter invincible heroes.
In a sense, these soldiers who were more than ten years ahead of them are still undisputed heroes even if they return.
This soldier guarding the city gate is shocking!
Not long ago, the young strong man in purple did not stop when the commander shouted, but before they arrived, he punched the eleventh among the Thirteen Horsemen of Tianhuang, and lost his face.
At this time, the soldier commander's cold attack was naturally not surprising. Everyone knew that the strong man in purple was in big trouble and his life was in danger.
"Don't you ask me why I killed them?" the man in purple said.
"No need to ask, shoot without mercy!" the soldier commander said coldly and gave the order. He didn't even want to hear what he said and wanted to kill him immediately.
There are a total of eighteen soldiers in this group, and they all move like dragons and tigers. They are all heroes from their own region. Although they were defeated in the starry sky, they are still strong after they retreat here.
Everyone is wearing iron clothes, and their heads are majestic. They are unwilling to retreat, and there is still a sense of arrogance in their hearts.
The soldier commander was very powerful and a very special person, but even so, his majesty could not make a group of people attack him at the same time.
Only eight soldiers came forward. They were his men. They had an irreversible friendship with them and there would be no conflict. The cold light in their eyes flashed directly towards Ye Fan's Taoist body.
On the side of the long street, Ye Fan's real body laughed and said: "So domineering, he is indeed a heroic soldier. He has the power of life and death. He looks at the ancient city and says whoever he wants to kill."
"Who are you? Are you in the same party as the man in purple? If you prevent me from killing the enemy, we will attack them together and kill them without mercy!" the soldier commander said coldly, with no concealment of his murderous intent.
"Don't you know who I am?" There was a sarcastic look on Ye Fan's lips. The other party first clashed with him, and then even waited for him at the residence of the Thirteen Horsemen of Tianhuang for most of the night. How could he not know.
"Seeing that you are like this, I am definitely on the same side as him, so I will take you down first." The soldier commander Leng said quietly, and was about to order the others to take action.
The eighth figure among the Thirteen Riders of the Wilderness echoed in a cold voice, saying: "That's right, it was this person who provoked us first, and then the man in purple suddenly attacked and killed him. He must be an accomplice. We are willing to lend a helping hand.
Let’s work together to maintain the peace of the first human city and capture this person first!”
"Whoever dares to take action, I will kill him cleanly." Ye Fan stood in front of the small wine shop and said with a cold expression. His voice was not high, but it was shocking.
There was enough chaos on the long street, and the soldiers were coming, but he had no fear and was not afraid of the strong men who targeted him. His words were sonorous and resounding.
"Bold!" The soldier commander's eyes were cold and murderous intent was revealed. He yelled and wanted to take action himself.
At the same time, several people from the lower ranks of the Thirteen Horsemen of Tianhuang also gathered around, wanting to help him kill Ye Fan. They were very depressed today and hated Ye Fan and the man in purple.
However, at this moment, a scream came from the field. The man in purple had great magical power and fighting spirit. He grabbed a long sword and cut a soldier in half, causing blood to fly.
This place could no longer maintain tranquility and was in a commotion. Both the aborigines in the city and the trialists who walked on the ancient road to the stars were shocked.
"Are you trying to defy heaven? You have embarked on the starry sky path, but you dare to go on a killing spree at the first level of the human race. This kind of courage is too much."
"Who is he? Why can't I see his true face clearly? He seems to be very heroic, but every time I take a closer look, it becomes blurry. It's scary. He has slaughtered strong men. In today's battle, he either has a great reputation or is...
Will be torn apart by random blades.
Ye Fan's Taoist body did not escape. He grabbed a bronze sword and fought against the enemies. The sword was bright, like a blue dragon splitting the sky.
He had to admit that this group of soldiers was very terrifying and extremely brave. They were much more powerful than the middle-aged Taoist nuns and others. They were all heroes in their respective fields.
However, walking on this star road is destined to be a collision between the strong and the strong. In front of the stronger, the past glory of some people is nothing.
Ye Fan was full of fighting spirit and defeated them all. Holding a bronze sword in his hand, he transformed into a humanoid tyrannosaurus and killed everyone with blood. No one could stop him.
The attackers who came forward were all soldiers and commanders. They didn't treat people right or wrong, and they had no right or wrong in their eyes. All they had was the desire to kill him!
Ye Fan naturally showed no mercy. His long sword danced in the sky wind, the sword energy was like snow and frost, and the cold light swept out, reaching eight thousand feet into the sky, which shocked people's hearts.
Then the sword energy restrained in an instant, from the peak of splendor to the final dimness, completed in an instant, which was even more terrifying.
The simple bronze sword fell down, and struck from the brow of a soldier with a ferocious look and murderous intent. There was a pop of blood, and a blood mark extended from top to bottom to between his legs.
With a shrill scream, the soldier's body split into two halves, blood surged wildly, and the two bodies fell to both sides. The scene was terrifying.
In the span of dozens of moves, two of the eight powerful men fell, but Ye Fandao killed them all with his sword. These were no ordinary people, and the scarlet blood was shocking.
Everyone was terrified. How long had it passed before the man in purple was besieged by eight heroes who had set foot on the ancient road in the starry sky? Two people were killed in less than a hundred strokes. The power was frightening.
It is precisely because of this that the soldier commander's order to target Ye Fan's true body was shelved. A low note came from his throat, as terrifying as a demon's roar.
He personally went out and fought forward with a bronze sword in hand, because these were the people he had carefully collected, and they all regarded him as their leader and were used by him.
Some of the Thirteen Horsemen also changed their colors. Instead of attacking Ye Fan's true body, they chose the man in purple. They felt that he was too much of a threat and needed to kill him first.
The first four leaders did not move and looked on indifferently, while the lower ranking divine knights took action together to help the soldiers hunt down the man in purple among them.
"I'll kill you!"
The commander took one step forward, the sky and the earth changed, and the wind and clouds eclipsed each other, just like a monarch parading around, looking down at the world, with an aura of invincibility.
Beside him, huge stars emerged one after another. He walked like an immortal king, his whole body covered in armor, only his eyes were cold and compelling.
The avenue is full of lines, and a simple step can be so terrifying that it makes people intimidated. Is this still a loser? Who defeated him? There must be an extraordinary "story".
"Boom!"
The bronze sword in his hand swept forward, crushing the void. Hengyong's invincible momentum shocked people's souls. This kind of confidence and strength was enough to shock the world.
Ye Fan also showed a strange look. This soldier commander is definitely more powerful than Lord Junwei, but now he is retreating here to guard the city gate. It is really unbelievable.
He was calm and fearless. He slashed forward with the bronze sword in his hand. Suddenly, the sword energy was overwhelming, like a cloud falling from the sky. It was majestic and shocking.
Everyone held their breath. This was a confrontation between extremely powerful men. It was a rare battle between dragons and tigers, a world-shaking showdown.
"Qiang"
Ye Fan pressed his sword against the bronze sword, and with their swords facing each other, a patchwork of avenue symbols spread out, each one shining with bright light, imprinted on the sky, making people gasp.
This is a method that can only be possessed by the most powerful among the trialists. This is a manifestation of the appalling understanding of Tao.
A simple blow, a casual sword, all contain the principles of heaven and earth, the evolution of all things, and are the ultimate embodiment of terrible laws. Waving the divine laws is a collision of "Tao".
"Boom"
All around, six soldiers were knocked away, their faces pale and lacking in blood. The pupils of several of the Thirteen Horsemen of Tianhuang who arrived later also shrank sharply.
Ye Fan and the soldier commander stood on the spot without moving. The bronze sword and the war sword clashed, exuding a monstrous power. It was this wave that scared away the others.
"Do you really think you are the master of this city? You are so unscrupulous that you have convicted me with just one word and want to kill me here." Ye Fan said calmly.
"That's right, I am the Dharma here. I just want to kill you. What can you do!" the soldier commander said coldly, his eyes were frightening and full of chill.
"Come together and kill him!" one of the six soldiers said. It didn't matter to them who was right or wrong. They only listened to the soldier commander and followed his will.
"Don't force me to go on a killing spree." Ye Fan said ruthlessly.
"Then come and give it a try!" the soldier commander said coldly. His face was covered by iron clothes and helmets, and his true appearance could not be seen, but the voice sounded like that of a young man. He said coldly and faintly: "At this time, I am the Dharma.
If I want to lead people to kill you, what can you do?!"