Chapter 455

These martial artists are all dressed up in black, and there are several martial artists with great internal strength in public.

The other party quickly took the position and arranged the array. His feet seemed to step on a vigorous cloth fight, which surrounded Li Xiaofan.

Many of the people present can recognize this array.

"This is the Dragon subduing tiger array!"

"Even the God melting master can be trapped by this array."

"The boy is dead!"

From this point alone, we can see that the inside information of Murong family is far more than that of Ji family.

Then, a young man in his early twenties came strutting forward.

The young man's face is like a crown of jade, sword eyebrows and stars, and his skin is white, just like a Korean star.

As soon as he appeared, many girls and children were crazy.

"Wow, you look so handsome!"

"Just like the handsome guy who came out of Korean idol drama."

According to people familiar with the matter.

"He is Murong Yingjie, the Qilin son of Murong family!"

"It is said that shortly after he was born, he was seen by experts that there was a trace of heavenly roots in his body and took him to the palace to practice!"

"It's him! The Gong family is a descendant of Fu Zu. They live in seclusion in Mount Emei for cultivation. I don't know how many people sharpen their heads and want to join their sect."

"Yes, it is rumored that when Murong Yingjie was born, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky. Thunder and lightning swept the sky for three days and three nights, breaking the top of a mountain in the north mountain."

"Murong family has such a Kirin, and there are successors!"

Many people are praising.

Of course, they are more sarcastic about Li Xiaofan and his overestimation.

"Hum, this smelly boy, you dare to run to Murong's house and be humiliated by Murong Yingjie."

"It's arrogant to break people's doors!"

Murong Yingjie stood out in front of the crowd with great momentum, and scolded coldly.

"What's your name? How dare you threaten to break through the door of Murong's house!"

Many people around could not bear his pressure and retreated one after another.

Li Xiaofan is admiring the ten mile frost red at the foot of the mountain with his back.

"It's interesting to overlook the scenery from here. It's really a peak on the side of the mountain!"

He muttered to himself as if he hadn't heard each other at all.

Murong Yingjie was angry.

As a qilin son of the Murong family and a proud disciple of the palace family, he said with a sneer when he was so ignored.

"Well, since you're willing to pretend, don't blame me for being rude."

"Battle!"

"Kill!"

Forty nine martial artists instantly moved according to the specific direction of the array, and unexpectedly formed a siege and ambushed on all sides.

Forty nine swords turned into forty-nine sharp blades and cut at Li Xiaofan in unison, as if it had rained a sword rain in the air.

"Hum, a group of mole ants dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

After that, as soon as Li Xiaofan threw his sleeve robe, the vigorous wind was like an angry dragon out of the hole, and the green dragon overturned the river and the sea, destroying the withered and decaying. In an instant, he lifted the 49 martial artists out.

Screams came in an endless stream. They were like grass mustard under the hurricane. They had no resistance at all.

It was hung on the back tree, on the roof, and what's more, it rolled directly to the foot of the mountain.

In short, the seemingly solid array was destroyed by Li Xiaofan without any effort.

The people present sneered at Li Xiaofan's people. Because they stood close, they were also lifted out one after another, hit their heads and blood, and their end was terrible.

Suddenly, the onlookers had to retreat again, all the way back to a range of tens of meters, before they could get rid of the pressure.

Li Xiaofan carried his hands and walked towards the gate step by step.

"Stop!"

Murong Yingjie stops Li Xiaofan.

At the same time, he stamped the earth with the soles of his feet and was surrounded by lightning, just like small silver snakes going in and out of his body.

The surrounding air is distorted by lightning.

Everyone around was shocked.

"It was born Reagan!"

"It's so powerful. No wonder he will be taken away by the palace family. It turns out that there is a trace of congenital Reagan in his body."

"It is said that a martial artist with this constitution had the power of a martial artist with little internal strength before."

"This is too abnormal. I worked hard for more than 20 years before I reached the state of internal strength and small success."

"People are really more angry than people!"

"Even if the smelly boy is fierce, I'm afraid he will die on the spot in the face of his congenital Reagan constitution."

In the field, Li Xiaofan turned his back, glanced at Murong Yingjie, then shook his head and said with a faint interest.

"It's just a trace of lower level Taoist roots. I can kill my fingers."

The so-called congenital Dao root is far inferior to the congenital Dao body. It can only show that there is a spiritual root in each other's body, just like there are eight strange meridians in a person's body. This innate Taoist root, or the Taoist root of thunder attribute, only opened one of its muscles and veins at birth, saving a lot of cultivation time. The innate Tao body is not. Once born, the eight meridians of the whole body are opened up, with a powerful attribute. That kind of congenital problem is the darling of heaven and earth. It is difficult to find one among millions of talented elites. In the fairyland, every innate Taoist body is the focus of the cultivation of the large sect, even if it is to exhaust the resources of the whole sect. Moreover, their life-saving means emerge one after another. In his previous life, Li Xiaofan once killed a congenital Taoist body in the fairy world. But it took a lot of trouble, and even was hurt by the other party. You know, there are not many people who can hurt him in the fairy world. But in front of Murong Yingjie's congenital regen, it is miscellaneous and impure, and there is only a trace of Lei attribute. If congenital Reagan is divided into three, six and nine grades, he is the lowest existence at best. However, it is rare to have such a constitution in such places on the earth where the aura is exhausted. No wonder it will cause many sensations. Shua! With a wave of Murong Yingjie's arm, a huge thunder and lightning gathered a long spear in the air and hit Li Xiaofan, just like a fighter cutting through the sky and causing a sonic boom. The other party's attack was intended to kill Li Xiaofan. Li Xiaofan's eyes flashed and his face showed disdain. "It's just a small skill. If you dare to act recklessly in front of me, it's like looking for death!" "well, let's show you what the real thunder body is!" "Lei Di's King Kong body!" then I saw Li Xiaofan's hand pinching and printing formula. Suddenly, there was a strong wind and lightning all around. Above his head, a large dark cloud gathered over the surrounding two or three miles. The thick and thin lightning of the bucket, like a silver dragon, fell from the sky and hit Murong Yingjie fiercely. The onlookers were shocked and hurried back. Many martial artists with advanced cultivation hold up their vigorous Qi to avoid being hurt by lightning. In short, compared with Murong Yingjie's little lightning, it's like the gap between earthworms and dragons. Murong Yingjie's thunder and lightning sent out a wail, as if the mouse saw the cat and fled in a hurry. Murong Yingjie was shocked. His face was white and his whole body was shaking. In my memory, even those powerful thunder symbols of the palace family can't compare with this boy. That's sick! However, Murong Yingjie is, after all, a leading elite and a top master of transforming God. With such a weak crown age, it is very rare to achieve this level of cultivation. "Thunder shield armor, thunder god guard!"