Is it him, is it really him? This is the voice in everyone's heart at this moment, asking themselves, vibrating and roaring in their chests like thunder!
I once thought that it was probably Ye Fan, but in fact I had always had doubts in my heart. After all, three hundred years ago, Ye Fan died in a bloody battle with the ancient supreme being. How could he still appear?
At this moment, they were convinced that this person must be Ye Fan, and he was really back. With this unshakable will, fierce and invincible methods, and that familiar style, who else could be there besides him?
With just one palm, he killed a famous great saint in the divine court and destroyed a great holy weapon. It was so terrifying that it made people tremble.
The blood mist dispersed, and a figure stood there, like a body made of divine iron, giving people a sense of oppression, like a towering mountain.
No fragments of the Dharma could be sensed on his body, and no fragments were left behind. Everyone was stunned, and then they were convinced and guessed that he must have paid a heavy price to reappear in the human world with difficulty.
People at this level will be suppressed by Feixian Battlefield, but it is difficult to completely cut off the Taoism of some special people. People can't feel any fragments of Taoism in Ye Fan.
In the end, an unimaginable price was paid in that battle three hundred years ago. After it was confirmed, everyone who was originally horrified breathed a sigh of relief.
In their view, this is barely "reasonable".
Of course, more people still find it difficult to accept it and feel that he should not have survived at all.
After confirming their identity, many people had strange looks in their eyes, but no one took the initiative to attack. Ye Fan's performance just now was too strong, which shocked many people.
"A bunch of trash!" A young man with an upper body and a bronze body as strong as a devil spoke. His words were quite rude, obviously aimed at everyone.
Many people were furious. They were the lords of a region, and they had always been high-minded people in the past. Who dared to be disrespectful?
However, when someone recognized this young man, his expression changed. He was Tuoba Mo, one of the most powerful people in the past three hundred years. He was a true demon king, and few people dared to offend him head-on.
Many people were dissatisfied, but they did not break out immediately. They came from all over the world, and were almost all the strongest in their respective star fields, but when they arrived here, they were all of the same level. The glory of the past was nothing. Otherwise.
There will not be many strong people who follow others and give up the imperial path.
Tuoba Mo stood there with his arms folded. He was as dangerous as a ferocious beast, causing people near him to involuntarily step back and stay away from him.
Although he has not explicitly targeted Ye Fan, his eyes are full of aggression. When he glances at Ye Fan, there is a kind of wildness and a kind of coldness.
On the other side, Yin Tiande's disciple Yi Ming came over, carrying an ancient sword on his back. The sword seemed to be alive and integrated with him. Every step he took made the ground tremble, accompanied by the sound of the sword.
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Although he came for Ye Fan, he also had murderous intentions towards Tuoba Mo.
Ye Fan swept through everyone one by one and felt the familiar energy. There were people close to the Overlord, disciples of Fluctlight, and the Holy Spirit... either the inheritance of the enemy or the camp destined to be hostile to him.
"Are you trying to encircle and suppress me?" Ye Fan's eyes were dim, without any amazing brilliance, but the calmness made people feel a little nervous.
"We are here to fight for the reputation of Senior Ye. The hero of three hundred years ago cannot be tarnished by you," someone shouted.
The black vase on Mo Wentian's head shook, and the Taoist talisman spread invisibly. It secretly blessed the person who was shouting in the distance, making his words sound like thunder, shaking the sky.
"Where were you three hundred years ago? Could you have gone to the starry sky to help him fight?" Ye Fan asked coldly.
"We admit that you are strong, but please don't blaspheme the heroes of your predecessors. Please respect yourself." Another person scolded sternly.
Such people are always indispensable. Ye Fan looked at them with a very cold smile on his lips, and then sighed.
"Boom!"
The earth shook, and some people from the camp arrived. There were even more powerful people, surrounding the place like an iron wall.
A living person is not as important as a false name buried three hundred years ago. He is here in person and is not recognized. Instead, he has become the culprit of ruining his former reputation.
This is really an irony. Ye Fan didn't say anything, just looked at these people. There was no powerful fluctuations, and there was no holy blood that soared into the sky, but it was still frightening.
"After Senior Ye died, even the heroic soul could not find peace. My friend, you have passed." Under the black avenue vase, Mo Wentian's voice was not high, but it penetrated the whole audience clearly.
There are so many people, but he is the only one who has a treasure vase formed by the Dao. It is a combination of Dao and brand. It is really amazing that he can perform like this on the suppressed Feixian battlefield.
Ye Fan looked at these people for a long time and finally smiled, but it was a bit cold. After all, these people were afraid and didn't want him to return. Now they were telling lies with open eyes and just wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of him.
Is it really possible to kill him? Ye Fan stepped forward and looked at everyone in the field as if he was in a deserted place, like the king of beasts patrolling the forest and facing a pack of wolves.
"Do you think this is interesting?"
Ye Fan stopped, his eyes became very cold, with a suffocating aura, which made many people tremble in their hearts. The shadow of the famous tree, even after so many years, and knowing that there is something wrong with his body, is still a bit
hairy.
"Do you think this is extraordinary? By insulting the predecessors, you are making enemies of the world." Someone else shouted in the distance.
At this moment, many weapons flashed with cold luster, and many people decided to take action to surround Ye Fan here and join forces to slaughter him!
"I am Ye Fan. Do you think you can succeed by doing this?" The calm words contained a kind of majesty. Ye Fan stood there, looking down at the heroes.
He seemed so calm and silent, but this was a shock. He took the initiative to talk things out, without anger or sadness. His demeanor was beyond people's expectations.
"That's nonsense. Senior Ye died in the battle three hundred years ago, and his body is known to the whole world. Who would believe it if you pretend to be him like this!" Someone yelled loudly and sternly.
Ye Fan really didn't know whether to laugh or feel sad. The expression on his face was very complicated, which made people a little scared.
"Three hundred years ago, one after another heroes were bleeding in the cosmic battlefield, including the Void Emperor, Ji Zi, Gai Jiuyou, Jiang Taixu... It's really not worth it to fight against the Forbidden City Supreme for people like you!" Ye
Fan's voice felt so cold for the first time.
"Three hundred years later, there will be no human holy body in the world. He is already dead and will not survive!" Someone shouted directly, but they were a little impatient.
"Who is desecrating the Holy Body, Senior Ye Fan?"
There was a loud roar in the distance, and figures jumped up one after another, like bright stars one after another, all carrying a powerful aura.
Among them, some human beings have not been cut off. At this time, they are manifested. There is auspicious color passing across the sky, and the breath is majestic.
There was once a group of people who were looking for Ye Fan with the intention of making a pilgrimage, and now they finally saw traces of him. They came quickly, and everyone was extremely excited.
"It's Senior Ye, it's really him!" someone shouted.
They have never seen Ye Fan's true body. But they have seen his stone statue and his charm, which is exactly the same as that of the man in the center of the battlefield.
"What are you yelling about?" Tuoba, a demon-like strong man, shouted coldly and glanced at the people rushing towards him.
Everyone was shocked, not expecting this demon to be here, and they all slowed down as if facing a formidable enemy.
"A bunch of trash!" Tuoba Mo spat out these four words again, still targeting everyone, both the enemy and ourselves, and then walked towards the field step by step. He was finally going to attack Ye Fan.
"A hundred years ago, before he had perfected his magic skills, he was chased by the Fire Spirit Cangyan, but he miraculously survived." Someone whispered.
In the past, when Ye Fan was undergoing trials on the Ancient Road of the Human Race, he was also hostile to the Fire Spirit Cangyan and wanted to kill him. He survived without any damage.
They have all provoked that existence, so naturally it is easy for people to associate them together.
"boom"
Like thunder, the blood in Tuoba Mo's skull surged into the sky, as strong as a vast ocean, and fell in one step. The earth cracked, and the distant mountains were shaking. They were about to collapse.
No one thought that he was so powerful, beyond expectations, and his physical strength was simply unbelievable!
"Is the legend true? Fifty years ago, he killed several Holy Spirits by himself. Isn't it a rumor?!" Many people were shocked.
Every tendon on Tuoba Mo's bronze body was like a horned dragon. His powerful blood was surging. He was like a demon king with cold eyes. He took the second step and the mountain not far away finally collapsed.
Many people were horrified that this was purely physical power, so powerful!
When Tuoba Mo took his third step, the mountains and rivers shook, the sun and the moon were eclipsed, and the blood and energy in his body rushed into the sky.
Everyone's expression turned pale. Is it because the Taoist deeds have not been exhausted, or does the physical body really have such earth-shattering power? It is beyond common sense and makes people doubt that he is the Holy Body.
"Thirty years ago, when he was not far away from the great achievement of heavenly power, it was said that he provoked Yin Tiande and was chased by an incarnation of the secret technique of One Qi Transformation into Three Purities. He finally survived. Is this true?"
At this moment, people thought about those rumors, and now it seems that they may be true.
Daring to provoke the Fire Spirit Cangyan, killing many Holy Spirits, and challenging an incarnation of Yin Tiande, these are all achievements made tens or hundreds of years ago. Taken together, they are shocking to the world.
Tuoba Mo's momentum became more and more powerful, like a god and demon, his whole body was beating with flames, and his bloodline power reached the extreme, rushing towards Ye Fan, making the sky tremble.
"boom!"
He took action, and many people in this place quickly retreated. The force of the fist was so powerful that the pure power caused several rock mountains in front to explode and shatter.
"I know, he comes from the Eternal Star Realm and is the Brahma War Body!" As soon as he said this, people immediately caused an uproar.
In the universe, the Brahma Battle Body, the Original Demon Body, the Supreme Immortal Body, etc. are all the most terrifying bloodlines, but they have not appeared for many thousands of years. And Tuoba Mo has such a physique, no wonder he dares to fight against the Holy Body.
The sky exploded, the mountain peaks collapsed, and the earth shattered, but Ye Fan faced all this without moving at all, waiting for Brahma's battle body Tuoba Mo to come and kill him!
"Have you forgotten the Eternal Star Territory? I was born in response to the calamity and am the strongest fighting body!" Tuoba said coldly.
Ye Fan didn't say anything. He struck out with his palm, and an incomparable light burst out between the sky and the earth. That was because he collided with the fighting body's fist.
A huge sound roared like a tsunami, exploding the sky, and blood splashed on the spot. Tuoba Mo flew out with blood on his hands.
There was a look of disbelief on his face. His palm was already broken, but it couldn't block Mark's casual blow, which shocked him so much.
In fact, he is proud enough. If it were any other great sage, he would be beaten to pieces by Ye Fan, but he only injured his palm.
"Zheng!"
The divine sword split the sky, and someone took action again, cutting through the mountains and rivers with one sword, and took Ye Fan's head straight away.
"Buzz!"
The Great Dao Aquarius trembled, and someone from the Yaoguang lineage also took action.
"Three hundred years later, there will be no Holy Body in the world. All Taoist brothers will work together to kill him!" someone shouted.
At this moment, many people responded. They were either followers of Ba Ti, Yaoguang's lineage, or people from Shenting. They were all opposed to Ye Fan. The murderous atmosphere filled the four fields and frozen the place.
"How dare you disrespect Senior Ye?"
"Senior Ye, we are here to help you!"
At the outermost edge, the strong men who came with the intention of pilgrimage shouted, they had just arrived. There were not many people coming, but they could not be ignored.
"No need, you all can just watch." Ye Fan said calmly.
Three hundred years later, he did not expect that he would go on a killing spree again, and this was no longer a dark and turbulent era. He wanted to kill the Void Emperor, Gai Jiuyou and other people who had protected him. {Piaotian Literature www.PiaoTian.com
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