The disciple who had escaped before hurriedly knelt down and shouted: "Master, it's not good!"
"That little bastard named Ye Xinghe is here!"
On the main hall, Fan Luosheng slapped the table and shouted angrily: "What a Ye Xinghe!"
"I don't go to find him, I'm giving Liu Qingyue face."
"I didn't expect that this little bastard would dare to come to the door to die!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "boom" sound!
The side door of the main hall was knocked open by heavy objects!
Dust rustled and wood chips flew.
I saw a corpse, like a broken sack, falling heavily to the ground.
The disciple's head was smashed and he was dead and could not die again!
At the entrance of the hall, a figure, holding a long sword, walked in step by step.
That's Ye Xinghe!
Ye Xinghe's face was cold and his murderous intent rose.
The long sword in his hand, blood slid down.
Just like the Nine Nether Demon God, the momentum is shocking!
The surging momentum instantly crushed the hall!
The weak disciples could not stand even by the momentum.
For a moment, the "thump" sounds were endless.
Dozens of disciples, their legs were weak and they fell to their knees.
The disciples all looked horrified and struggled to crawl backwards.
Fan Luosheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was shocked and shouted inwardly: "How come this little bastard is so powerful?"
At this time, Ye Xinghe stared at him coldly: "Old Dog Fan, I'm here to collect debts!"
When Fan Luosheng heard this, his anger surged in his heart.
He laughed furiously and shouted, "Little Zazi, don't think that you can beat me by breaking through to the fourth level of Tianhe Realm!"
"I'm the strength of the seventh level building in Tianhe Realm!"
Ye Xinghe sneered without saying a word, holding the sword forward.
Every step he takes, his aura becomes stronger!
The momentum was like waves striking the shore, rolling towards Fan Luosheng inch by inch!
Fan Luosheng's body trembled slightly, and he felt that the pressure became stronger and stronger.
However, he was not worried, but instead sneered: "A dog that overestimates one's ability!"
"I will kill you today!"
After saying that, his palm flipped, and a bright golden light flashed by.
Above Fan Luosheng's fists, golden light flashed.
It was a pair of fist gloves, which seemed very thick, with gilded patterns on it, and the light was flowing.
The aura is even more ancient and powerful!
It turns out to be a first-class treasure!
Fan Luosheng looked proud and raised his fist.
"My golden diamond destroying Yue Fist is extremely powerful. He has once picked the head of a master from the eighth level building in Tianhe Realm!"
"Today, you will die under my fists!"
At this time, Ye Xinghe had already walked five meters in front of Fan Luosheng.
"Yeah?"
He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Old dog, you must be the one who is going to die today!"
Then, the long sword in his hand shook, and the red flames burned!
Thunder exploded!
Fire is flowing!
Above the Divine Thunder and Fire Sword, the treasure is brilliant, like an immortal magic weapon!
Fan Luosheng's face suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "How come you have treasures!"
However, he did not wait for Ye Xinghe's reply.
The answer to him was Ye Xinghe's sword blade!
I saw a five-foot sword light surged out from above the sword blade!
Punched out with a sword!
The ancient magic sword soul flew out of the Taoist palace!
The golden ancient sword phantom escaped into the sword blade and became one with the sword blade!
The great sword energy condensed into a ten-meter-long blue sword light, slashing towards Fan Luosheng!
Ask the seventh level of immortality with one sword: Taoist immortality!
The sword light transforms!
Haoran's sword energy slashed down with an unrivaled aura!
Fan Luosheng's face suddenly changed and he shouted loudly: "Little Baby, I'm looking for death!"
"Take me a move and the tiger roars through the mountains and rivers!"
While speaking, he raised his fists and the divine aura was wrapped around it.
The golden boxing gloves shine more and more!
In an instant, two tiger heads condensed above the fists and roared loudly!
Fan Luosheng's fists were magnificent, and he hit Ye Xinghe in the sword light!
boom!
The sword light and the fist shadow collided together, and the two-color blue gold masterpiece!
The powerful momentum formed a strong wind and spread out!
The sword light and the fist shadow cancel each other out, and they are constantly shattering! Disappearing!
The two of them are evenly matched!
A hint of horror flashed in Fan Luosheng's eyes and he thought to himself: "How could this little bastard be so strong!"
"I was vaguely defeated by him!"
When the thought arises, he is already a little nervous and even more determined to retreat.
But, it's too late!
Ye Xinghe's momentum was like a rainbow, and his sword was still slashed hard!
The sword light and fist shadow were all shattered in an instant!
The sword light and the fist also collided and disappeared!
Both of them felt the huge shock force.
However, neither of them retreated, but instead banged fiercely at each other!
The next moment, there will be a close fight!
The Divine Thunder and Fire Sword stabbed on the Golden Drill Fist!
With a "dang", the sound of golden swords fighting sounded.
The Divine Thunder Fire Sword only left a faint white mark on the fist gloves.
"Hmph! Little Bazai, do you still want to kill me with one sword?"
Fan Luosheng immediately let out a sigh of relief and smiled wildly: "My boxing gloves are more tenacious than the magic iron!"
"It depends on what you're going to do!"
Ye Xinghe narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "I will break it with my own sword!"
After saying that, the blade in his hand trembled slightly, and a faint purple flashed by.
Above the sword blade, the fire was flowing, as if a meteor was passing by!
Sword Spirit Magic Power: Lingrui!
Immediately afterwards, with a sneer, the sword blade pierced the fist gloves, as easy as cutting tofu with a knife!
With just one sword, it pierced a first-class treasure!
The sword blade turned, instantly shattering Fan Luosheng's arm!
In an instant, blood surged out!
It flows down along the gap in the gloves.
"My arm!"
Fan Luosheng's face was distorted, he screamed and retreated repeatedly.
Ye Xinghe's eyes were cold, and he chased him away, and another sword was swung out!
laugh!
As the flames flow, blood splatters!
Fan Luosheng's two arms were all cut off by him!
Suddenly, Fan Luosheng screamed repeatedly, unable to hold on anymore, and fell to the ground.
He kept rolling on the ground, blood flowing on his shoulders, and in a moment he had already gathered under his body into a pool of blood.
Ye Xinghe raised his feet and stepped heavily on his head.
With a slight "bang", Fan Luosheng's head was stepped into the stone slab.
The ground was cracked and gravels pierced into his flesh.
At this moment, Fan Luosheng's eyes were filled with fear and his body kept trembling.
The pain and fear had already left him with no fighting spirit!
Fan Luosheng's voice trembled and he shouted loudly: "Ye Xinghe, you, you can't kill me!"
"My fellow junior brother is a genius from the Beidou Sword Sect and is ranked as the Supreme Elder!"
"If you dare to kill me, he will definitely kill you!"
Ye Xinghe glanced at him and said coldly: "Noisy!"
"Today, Ye Xinghe wants to kill you, no one can save you!"
After saying that, he slashed it with one sword!
The long sword slashed across Fan Luosheng's head, and blood gushed!
Fan Luosheng was beheaded by a sword!
So what about the elder in charge of the Monster Beast House?
Ye Xinghe still killed him with one sword!
Chapter completed!