The battlefield was cleared, the blood mist drifted away, and only one Ye Fan stood in the field. All the enemies fell, and no one dared to make a move.
This is a blood-stained land, with tattered flesh and bloodied bones everywhere. The scene looks terrible, like a killing field in hell.
Even those who come with the intention of pilgrimage are trembling in their hearts. Ye Fan, the holy body of the human race, has indeed earned his reputation. Three hundred years have passed. Even if the Taoism is lost and only the physical body is left, it still cannot be offended!
Except for the three people who were trampled on the ground, all the great saints who came to encircle and suppress him were killed. They were iron-blooded and cold-blooded, which made people awe-inspiring. Back then, he could give up his life to fight the Supreme and protect the peace of one side, but now he can also kill them.
These people who have been protected are fierce and decisive.
"cough……"
Mo Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood and felt severe pain all over his body. Not only was the Dao vase he had created with Dao Xing exploded by Ye Fan's crushing, but all his bones were also broken.
This result was a disaster and a shame for him. How could he survive? The other party would never spare him.
Yi Ming was covered in blood, and his body was almost pierced. The dragon sword mixed with feathered lapis lazuli shattered into pieces, and the fragments shot into his own body, making him covered in blood.
Among the three, Tuoba Mo was the most unhappy. He kept roaring and his eyes flashed with the light of a beast. Unfortunately, he could not move. At this time, he was like a wild beast trapped in a cage.
Many pilgrims didn't know what Ye Fan would do with these three people. Some people shouted, just kill them to avoid leaving any further trouble.
Ye Fan looked down at the three people, and then shook his head at the people in the distance. He didn't want to kill these three people now, but this indifferent look fell into the eyes of Mo Wentian, Yi Ming, and Tuoba Mo.
It felt like being cut with a knife, and the face was burning and painful.
Ye Fan's demeanor made them look ugly. He didn't take them seriously at all, and he didn't take them seriously, and he wasn't afraid of their backlash.
Tuoba Mo was furious. He used to act unscrupulously and was a demon-like figure. At this time, his blood naturally boiled and he felt that he had been greatly humiliated.
Mo Wentian's face was also livid. The indifference when the other party looked at them was genuine, but to him, this was the greatest contempt.
They were very unwilling and angry. The indifference in the corner of Ye Fan's mouth made them feel humiliated and tortured. They were the geniuses of this era. How long had they been looked down upon like this?
Ye Fan was standing in front of them. They were lying on the ground in such an embarrassing posture, with their heads touching the ground, not far from the soles of his feet. There was a fire burning in their hearts.
"Ye Fan, so what if you come back? Without the fragments of the Dharma, you have lost the hope of competing for supremacy in the future. This is your sorrow and misfortune!" Mo Wentian said coldly.
At this moment, he could only expose his pain to hit Ye Fan in order to save his poor face at this time. He crawled at the opponent's feet, and his heart was as painful as a knife.
"Do you finally know who I am?" Ye Fan said coldly.
Then, he raised his foot and stepped lightly on the ground. The three of them felt as if they were struck by lightning. They were all bounced up and stood on the ground again, but they staggered a little.
The three of them were all unruly, Mo Wentian's eyes were cold, while Mo Wentian's eyes were full of wild danger, while Yi Ming had a cold face.
Even if they were in such a situation, they would not give in, and even looked at Ye Fan provocatively to express their stubbornness and unwillingness to bow their heads.
Regarding this, those strong men who came with the intention of pilgrimage were all angry. They shouted loudly and rebuked. More and more people gathered, and they killed many more opponents than Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled, as if looking after a child, and glanced at the three of them. This look and expression made them all clenched their fists.
However, something happened next that made them hate even more. Ye Fan kicked them in the butt one by one, causing them all to fly up.
"Ye Fan!"
The three of them went crazy. They were really treating a kid who had made a mistake. Ye Fan actually kicked their butts. The pain on their bones was far less than the shame and anger on their faces.
Who are they? They are all great saints, and they are said to be the most powerful young men in the past three hundred years. They have been in a state of perfection in their cultivation. But now, their butts are being kicked in front of so many people.
, which is worse than breaking their bones.
Everyone in the distance was in a daze, and then they all laughed. This kind of punishment was really special, thanks to Ye Fan for being able to do it.
Everyone was still trembling just now. The blood and bones in the field made people hairy. They never thought that in the blink of an eye, Ye Fan would give them such a cold humor.
"You...don't come over!"
Tuoba Mo went crazy, huffing and puffing, staring at Ye Fan who was walking over, and kept retreating, with fear written on his face, because it was obvious that Ye Fan hadn't had enough of kicking yet, and here he comes again.
"Ouch..." This demon-like man was in pain and embarrassment. He was kicked on the butt by Ye Fan again and flew up, making a sound like a wolf howling.
Mo Wentian changed his color, he was next, and Ye Fan walked towards him again. His face was blue and white, and his eyebrows were raised. His handsome face was filled with shame and anger, and he said: "You... can't
Do this to me!"
"Bang"
The result was an excruciating pain in his butt, and he was kicked in the butt and flew up like a cloud.
"No, don't come here!" Yi Ming is a very handsome man, and he has a kind of unearthly temperament on weekdays, which makes many girls heartbroken, but today he is furious, first sharp, then angry, and now
Out of fear, he screamed.
It's a pity that no matter how loudly the three extremely powerful men roar, it's useless. Looking at the Feixian battlefield, they are considered masters who can dominate one side, but at this moment, they are helpless and "miserable", and they are getting kicked in the butts one after another.
It is simply unimaginable that a great sage who is more than 300 years old should be kicked by adults like a disobedient child.
"I'll fight you, surnamed Ye!" Yi Ming couldn't bear it at first, but it was useless, so he kept doing what he had to do.
Finally, Ye Fan had a faint smile on his lips. After kicking for a while, he finally stopped his kick. The three of them grinned, especially Mo Wentian and Tuoba Mo. In the past, one was cold and the other was like a devil. Now,
This look made many people laugh.
The majestic sage, the three most powerful men ended up like this. They were kicked in the butt, and then they calmed down.
This made people feel a little ridiculous, and they pointed at them and laughed.
People feel that Senior Ye is not old at heart, he should be said to be very young, yet he would do this. Three hundred years have passed and his style of conduct has not changed much.
The battle ended like this. There were countless corpses on the battlefield, leaving a lot of blood and bones. Ye Fan thanked everyone for coming to help, but he did not accept their following.
Some people still insisted on following him. They did not want to leave and were extremely excited. They asked him for advice and even asked about the experience of the battle that year.
Those are too far away for them, and fighting with the ancient supreme being is like a memorabilia from the mythical age.
In the end, Ye Fan lectured on the Sutra and Dharma, talked about some of his spiritual insights, and talked about some of the past wars, but in the end he did not let these people follow him.
He has lost the fragments of his Dharma, and needs to be alone, find a way to solve it, and embark on his own new path. Moreover, he does not want these people to lose their ambition for glory because of him, and his future will be ruined.
It's full of thorns and dangers. I don't want them to be involved.
However, there are still three people following him, which is not within the scope of Ye Fan's concern. When he is thinking alone, he can ignore them and treat them as air.
And the existence of these three people was only used as temporary coolies for him to dig mountains and excavate ancient caves.
On the Flying Immortal Battlefield, countless heroes have died since ancient times. Their blood and souls, the treasures they left behind, and the imprint of their immortal road have now formed many talismans and seals, which are branded on the mountains and formed many caves.
Worth exploring.
The most precious things are the ancient scriptures, the blood crystal essence that can make people live forever in the world, and the various miracles left by the ancient emperors. You can find them here if you search carefully.
Ye Fan already knew some things about his old friend. Three hundred years had passed, and there was no bad news. As for the details, he still didn't know, which made him relieved.
"The Ji family and the Jiang family were seriously injured. They suffered a lot in that battle, but they are respected by all the clans and have become a sacred place. No one will risk the disapproval of the world to find trouble with them."
"A great religion called Heaven is full of vitality and spreads across a star field."
This was what the three coolies added. After hearing this, Ye Fan looked a little dazed and nodded. Now he is not in a hurry to find his old friend.
Now that he has appeared, this news that is enough to shock the world is destined to be spread, and I believe that he will be able to meet those people soon.
Ye Fan built several thatched houses at the foot of mountains, surrounded by mountains and rivers. The scenery in this place was beautiful, and he once again began to study his future path.
Obviously, his appearance cannot make this place calm down. Those who insist on following him are practicing nearby and never stay away.
As for Mo Wentian, Tuoba Mo, and Yi Ming, they were digging every day. According to Ye Fan's instructions, they dug out many peaks with talismans and seals, sweating everywhere. Then they dug deep into the ground to collect blood.
crystal.
The Imperial Palace was boiling. When the news came back, it caused an uproar. Almost no one believed that three hundred years after the dark and bloody chaos, Ye Fan was still alive in the world.
"Go and take a look, go for a walk!"
In the Imperial Pass, no matter how fierce the secret battle is, no matter how inescapable they are, many people cannot sit still after receiving the news, and want to go to the Feixian Battlefield to have a look and verify it for themselves.
Of course, there were also people who were very calm. Although they were shocked when they learned about it, their eyes quickly became darkened and they did not act immediately, but waited quietly.
On the Feixian battlefield, gates of light shine one after another, and figures step out one after another. Many areas are filled with the most powerful aura. Apparently, some human beings have never been killed.
This is a shocking wave, and it also indicates that a shocking catastrophe is about to break out. Ye Fan's return has made many people restless and deeply worried!
Many peerless powerful men have come, and they have shocked the world for three hundred years. Each of them is like the sun in the sky. Over the years, they have created an invincible reputation!
Some were acquaintances of Ye Fan, and some were people who had heard of the fame in the past but had never met them. One after another, they came to the Feixian battlefield.
People speculate that fighting will be inevitable no matter what, because some are Ye Fan's mortal enemies. Now that he is in his weakest state, it is a rare opportunity!
"Master, I'm here!" At this moment, a loud roar shook the mountains and rivers, and a figure from the distance rushed like a dragon, shattering all obstacles.
"If you want to see my master, you have to pass my test first. Who dares to fight with me?!" The visitor shouted, shaking the sky. His echo echoed across the sky and the earth, and there was an invincible aura coming towards him.
"It's him!" Everyone's heart sank, they were all extremely fearful, and everyone showed serious expressions. {Piao Tian Literature www.PiaoTian.com thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}