Although Qishi Mansion is less than a thousand miles in diameter, it is magnificent and beautiful. It gathers the ancestral energy from ten directions and manifests a pure land on earth. It is one of the secret places in Zhongzhou.
Ye Fan waited outside for a few days and saw people coming in and out from time to time, but he never found the Yin Yang Saint and Yan Yun Luan. There were eleven people on the scroll in his hand.
In recent years, strong men from Zhongzhou, Nanling, and Western Desert have all attacked Li Heishui, humiliating him so much that they crushed his sternum and broke his legs.
Ye Fan waited for three days and finally saw a target appear, which coincided with a man on the scroll, but he did not act rashly to avoid alerting the enemy.
On the fourth day, Pang Bo sent him news that the opportunity was coming. The disciples in the mansion were going to undergo a so-called trial. If nothing unexpected happened, the Yin Yang Saint, Yan Yunluan and others would accompany them.
"Okay, take this opportunity to catch them all. If you humiliate Li Heishui like this, I will end it with them." Ye Fan had an ethereal temperament, stretched out his big sleeves, and floated away.
Five days later, a group of people walked out of Qishi Mansion. The leader was Yan Yunluan. He was a monster in the manor and was very powerful. However, he was disgraced last time and was almost killed by Ye Fan with a natural disaster.
"The strange beast to be killed is an old snake that has been practicing for nine hundred years. Although it has not transformed, it has the strength of the first level of Xiantai. It is very difficult."
"With so many of us, we have laid out the innate formation patterns. I don't believe we can't deal with it."
More than five thousand miles away, an old snake appeared in a valley. The miasma there was very heavy, animal bones were everywhere, and there were also many human bones. A strange species that had been entrenched here had finally cultivated a certain Taoism after nine hundred years.
It has followed the path of a beast king and has not tried to transform into a human form. It has been causing trouble recently, so Qishi Mansion asked its disciples to get rid of it, and these people were sent there.
These people were more than forty miles away from Qishi Mansion. In front of them was an open land with many rocks and few vegetation, making it somewhat desolate.
"This is Ye Zhetian's territory. Who would have thought that he is that Ye Fan. It's a pity that we missed the opportunity and failed to join forces to kill him earlier."
"I don't think he will live long. He will not end well if he offends Wang Teng, who is favored by God."
"It's really a pity that I can't kill him with my own hands. Humiliating Li Heishui and the others still doesn't make me feel bad."
These people passed by this area and talked softly. They were all hostile and unfavorable to Ye Fan, otherwise they would not get together.
Suddenly, a figure fell from the sky. There was no terrifying fluctuations or powerful energy, but it made people's hearts tremble and blocked the way.
A boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing purple clothes, stood with his hands behind his back, cutting off everyone's path, with a cold smile on his lips.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?" A young man stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.
"Kill you all!" Ye Fan spat out these five words one by one.
Some people laughed immediately. They had never heard of anyone dare to face so many outstanding people alone. They were all elites from the five major domains and the inheritors of a great religion.
"Have you taken immortal gall, or have you taken the wrong medicine? Are you afraid that Feng Da will slap your tongue if you dare to talk so shamelessly?"
"You don't know how to live or die. You don't even look at the almanac when you go out. Are you walking in the wrong direction? Do you dare to intercept and kill us?"
Many people didn't take it to heart at all. There were only a few people of the same generation who dared to be so arrogant. The person in front of them was only sixteen or seventeen years old and was too immature.
"He is Ye Fan!" Yan Yunluan said suddenly.
"That's right, he is that evildoer from the Eastern Wasteland!" The Yin Yang Saint also showed a solemn expression.
As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became quiet, and those who spoke all shut their mouths. The killer star of Donghuang arrived, and the real master stopped them.
Not long ago, they received a lot of benefits from the Saint of Yin and Yang. Under her instigation, they crushed many of Li Heishui's bones and humiliated him severely, but they were not at ease in their hearts.
Ye Fan sneered, the holy blood flowed in his veins, and the heavenly spirit covered a thick golden blood and soared into the sky, scanning everyone.
"I don't understand. Some of you don't know me, why would you take action against Li Heishui?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Ye Fan, you are the enemy of the world. We can't stand you. What can you do if you attack him?" A tutuo with hair tied in a gold band had a few scars on his face and his expression was very cold.
"You are a wild tutu, and you don't have the compassion of a monk at all. You have hurt innocent people. I will save you and go to the Buddha to repent." Ye Fan walked forward.
"Lord Buddha, let me save you!" The scar on Kudutuo's face trembled slightly, looking a little ferocious.
"At first glance, you look like a wild tutu. Are you an abandoned disciple who was kicked out of an ancient temple in the Western Desert?" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"You are seeking death. Lord Buddha, I will let you go to hell to meet Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in a moment!" Kudutuo shouted loudly, with his hair disheveled, as if he had been touched on a painful spot.
With such a strong person standing up, the others were no longer afraid. They were all ready to fight and each offered their magic weapons to protect themselves.
Yan Yunluan was the leader among them, so he naturally stood at the front. The last time he crossed the tribulation and killed Ye Fan, he didn't want to be hacked to death. Not only did he fail to break through, but he was almost destroyed.
He cultivated for nearly half a year before he made another breakthrough, showing a physique incomparable to ordinary people and an almost demonic talent in cultivation.
"Ye Zhetian, do you dare to fight me openly and honestly today?"
"You can't do it!" Ye Fan glanced at him and commented with only three words, which made Yan Yun's expression suddenly change. He had never been so despised before.
"Everyone, what are we waiting for? This is a rare opportunity. Let's join forces to kill him and take away the source of the mother energy of all things!" The saint of the Yin Yang Sect said in a message. Her hair was like clouds and she had a beautiful face, but she kept sneering.
Now that we meet on a narrow road, it is impossible to say that she has no fear in her heart, but there is no choice now. She can only contact everyone to take action together, otherwise she will definitely die.
"I killed the former saint son and saint girl of your Yin Yang Sect. You, the candidate saint girl, don't have a long memory. Everything this time happened because of you. Today I will give your old leader a big gift and take off your head.
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"Let's all kill him together!" Another person shouted. Now that Ye Fan is so famous, no one except a monster-level figure dares to fight him alone.
"There is no need to be afraid. Cut off his head and his holy body. It doesn't matter. There are so many of us who can kill him!" A scholar in white stood up with a sinister look in his eyes. He took action first and threw a piece of five-color stone at Ye Fan.
They have no other choice but to join forces, otherwise fighting alone will definitely lead to disaster.
"snort!"
Ye Fan snorted coldly, leaving an afterimage on the spot, smashing all the five-color stones into pieces with a golden fist, and came closer in the blink of an eye.
"No, retreat quickly!"
The other soldiers screamed, and each sacrificed their magic weapons to attack Ye Fan and save the scholar in white from the crisis, but everything was too late.
Ye Fan deliberately gave them a show of strength, and his words were unparalleled in the world. In an instant, his golden fist broke the divine light curtain as easily as shattering glass.
"puff"
Ye Fan punched the scholar in white through the chest. With a slight shock, his body split and fell in all directions. However, he was dressed in purple and not stained with blood, and stood condensed.
A big net was as red as a cloud, burning, falling from the sky and falling towards Ye Fan.
A five-color feather fan, shaken gently, causes landslides and tsunamis, and the five-color divine light floods the heaven and earth.
A big bell, with a strong vibration, shattered the vacuum, and the bell waves surged forward.
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The world here was almost boiling. Everyone took action together to attack Ye Fan at the same time. They didn't want to give him a chance, otherwise everyone present would die.
However, the war situation was not good for them. Ye Fanru entered an uninhabited place and tried to defeat their magic weapon.
"Chi la"
The big red net, like the stars in the sky, shone with brilliance and shattered into pieces in the void.
"when"
After the silver bell collided with the golden fist, there were many reactions, but in the end the bell broke into more than a dozen pieces and fell into the air.
"ah……"
Finally, another person screamed and was turned into a pulp by Ye Fan.
"What happened? Is that Ye Zhetian? He is intercepting and killing Yan Yunluan, Yin Yang Saint and others!" Some figures appeared in the distance, all showing shock.
This place is only more than forty miles away from Qishi Mansion. People who go out from time to time pass by, so they naturally see the battle here.
"The monster from the Eastern Wasteland is here!"
Since Ye Fan's identity was exposed, everyone has been speculating when he will come again. They never thought that this day would come so soon.
"Almost all the young powerful men from the five major regions have entered the Qishi Mansion, but he has never come. Now he finally shows up again to see who is the weakest and the strongest."
In the blink of an eye, dozens of figures appeared in the sky, all watching the battle.
"Crack!"
Ye Fan waved his big golden palm and once again slapped a strong man to death. Now the people who besieged him felt fear in their hearts, and many of them wanted to retreat.
Finally, someone couldn't bear the suffering and fled into the distance. There was the first one, the second one, and the third one.
"Who dares to escape?"
Ye Fan held the Ten Thousand Shang Bow and stretched out the bowstring. It looked like a full moon. His strength reached its peak and reached the Eight Forbidden Realm.
A golden rainbow shot out, traveled several miles, and caught up with the target. With a "pop" sound, a string of blood flowers burst out, and the person turned into a blood mist on the spot.
Then, the second arrow shot out, and another golden light flew up, catching up with another person. There was another soft sound, and the flesh, flesh and bones exploded, and the person died an untimely death.
Ye Fan fired three arrows in a row, and the three people who escaped first were shot and killed, and their bodies shattered in the void. You can imagine the terrifying power!
"Kill a holy son with one arrow!"
In the distance, everyone was shocked. Such fighting power was frightening. Apart from those few people, who else in the younger generation could compete with them?
"Everyone, don't run away. Fight him. This place is very close to Qishi Mansion. Beidi will get the news soon and will kill him personally!" the Yin Yang Saint shouted. If we disperse now, no one will survive.
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"I'll send you on your way first!" Ye Fan said with a hint of indifference, bow and arrow, aiming at the candidate saint, immediately causing her face to change dramatically.
"call out!"
An arrow flew out, as fast and sharp as a golden snake. With a "pop" sound, a blood flower bloomed from the forehead of the Yin Yang Saint, and the arrow feathers penetrated through.
A beautiful face, stained with a little bit of blood, with a dull look in her eyes, died and slowly fell down.
"Don't kill us, spare your lives!"
"It has nothing to do with us. We were just invited and did not take action."
Except for Yan Yunluan and the Toutuo, everyone else begged for mercy and showed fear. No one was not afraid of death, especially when facing people like Ye Fan.