Blood spatter!

Slowly in the sky, in the golden blood, the energy is constantly distorted, which is the top blood of the strong man of Wujun level.

It is the essence of Wu Xiu.

Ye Fantian broke each other's body with his bare hands, and even his own blood essence could not be saved.

When his finger moved, the purest blood had been summoned to his palm by Ye Fantian.

Bloody tiger purgatory!

Ye Fantian's blood tiger tore his hand, which was just a fierce and unique skill, but ye Fantian rarely used it, but now it's different. Facing this group of robbers, ye Fantian didn't show any mercy, even he didn't need to show mercy.

The fist sized blood essence gathered in the palm of Ye Fantian, and the bloodthirsty evil king only had half of his body, and the upper body still existed.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful the strength is, after losing most of his body, he still can't escape the possibility of death.

"Bad ass... Dare to take away the essence of this gentleman, boy..."

Ye Fantian's eyes were as bright as a clear spring, but after seeing the bloodthirsty evil king, he made the other party timid and speechless.

The other party is too terrible. He can't believe it, can't describe it, and can't resist it

"No... don't kill me. I've existed for thousands of years. It's not easy. It's not easy to cultivate to the current level. Don't kill me. I'll give you the treasure. All my treasures over the years and thousands of years are yours. As long as you let my mysterious soul leave, all these are yours."

When ye Fantian walked hundreds of meters in one step, he came to the blood thirsty evil king in front of his breath. Looking at the arrival of Ye Fantian, even if he was a great evil, he couldn't help getting cold.

He no longer dared to underestimate the young generation in front of him.

"Your treasure?"

Ye Fantian sneered.

"Yes, there are countless treasures, gold coins, various pills, even martial arts and martial arts... No..."

In the last shrill scream, the body of the bloodthirsty evil king had completely turned into a blood mist and disappeared into the void.

In the center of the palm, a dense mysterious soul like the water flow is constantly struggling, but it can't get rid of Ye Vatican's palm at all.

"Your mysterious soul is in my hand. Can't you let me get more?"

While talking, the mysterious soul has been quickly decomposed and absorbed by Ye Fantian.

"This guy is so proficient in the wonderful use of the power of Xuan soul. If he gets it, I'm afraid he won't only get the Holy Spirit water that day."

After browsing the guy's memory slightly, ye Fantian found that the reason why the other party couldn't wait to get the Holy Spirit water given that day was entirely because his body had been seriously damaged in the war 700 years ago.

Although the Xuan soul can choose a physical body to recover, how long the recovery time is, and even if the Xuan soul takes a physical body, it is difficult to ensure whether it can succeed.

After hearing the news that there was holy spirit water here, the other party couldn't help coming over with joy.

But when ye Fantian was still thinking, the people around him couldn't help taking a breath.

Just two rounds, the bloodthirsty evil king has been abolished?

That's a terrible old generation strong man who has survived six or seven thousand years. The terrible martial cultivation of Wujun level. How old is Ye Fan's genius? I'm afraid I don't even have a fraction of this bloodthirsty evil king.

But such a young generation killed the bloodthirsty evil king in an instant?

All the people couldn't help taking a breath.

Terrible means, it's too terrible, but the faces of the hundred soldiers and others showed surprise and excitement. It's too strong. Their hundred soldiers family is saved, saved.

His eyes were slightly aimed at the slanting moon gentleman whose face was uncertain. Ye Fantian's face moved slightly, but the other party's heart could not help trembling, trembling, incomparable timidity.

Who is he? Although he is also a strong man at the level of Wu Jun, he is much weaker than the bloodthirsty evil king. He is too weak both in strength and prestige.

"You... Who the hell are you? What are you going to do?"

Seeing ye Fantian's bad posture, the slanting moon gentleman couldn't help roaring loudly, but the fierce but weak posture showed how timid the other party was in his heart.

He is timid, unusually timid.

It was like a weak woman who was facing dozens of big men and was about to be humiliated.

Ye Fantian stared at each other with a smile, and the cold arc on the corner of his mouth began to wrinkle:

"What do I want to do? You come here and disturb me to refine pills. What do you want to do? As for my name - white haired devil!"

As soon as he said this, there was a smell of cold breath around, and from time to time, the streamer of King Wu level fluctuations began to push away.

The shadow of man's famous tree and the reputation of the white haired devil have long spread all over the Xuantian continent. The young devil's snow hair and scarlet eyes have long penetrated into the hearts of the people.

And the most important thing is that ye Fantian is the second demon lord of the demon palace.

The name of the white haired devil king, the slanting moon gentleman, even if it is rare, but he also knows this person. He just thinks that he has exaggerated the facts all the time, but he didn't expect that the Ye Fantian in front of him has not been exaggerated, but also shrunk a lot.

That means, Wu Huang level is just like that.

The bloodthirsty evil king was abandoned and killed by two moves, and even the Xuan soul didn't stay. How terrible this means.

However, in the process of killing the bloodthirsty and evil king, it seemed simple, but it actually consumed Ye Fantian's mind.

Needless to say, the soul sword comes from the black god soul Jue, which contains the great power from ancient times to ancient times. It is unpredictable. Even now ye Fantian's use of this mysterious soul power is just a beginner.

His body, his right arm, has completely begun to degenerate after perfectly swallowing the power of Yilong.

Yin and yang are great fusion.

The original power of ice inflammation was really brought into play at this time.

One relaxation, one breath and one breath contain the mystery of yin and Yang.

The power between hands and feet is even more powerful than before.

Moreover, the bloodthirsty evil king who likes to die and never dies wants to fight hand to hand with Ye Fantian, which is clearly to compete with his weak links and ye Fantian's arrogance. He will never die. There is absolutely no justice.

But ye Vatican knew better that this refining of the Holy Spirit water from heaven was definitely a value for money experience. After the great integration of ice and inflammation, his body's strength increased a lot, and he has steadily stood at the top level of Wujun level.

The use of the power of space, the use of the power of Xuan soul and many other skills have been improved again.

"Don't... don't... Don't kill me. I'll leave, just leave here. It's just a misunderstanding. Dance..."

The slanting moon gentleman has been frantically moving in that direction, and he is about to leave

Hiss

The body is twisted, the space is blooming, and the supreme brilliance is endless, but ye Fantian's body has come behind each other.

With a faint sneer:

"Go? Did you go?"

Since the "nine turn Xuangong" is extraordinary, ye Fantian also clearly realized the terrible part of the physical strength again.

So he directly swung his fist again and hit the other party.

"Young man, don't deceive people too much!"

Feeling the thick and terrible strength behind him, the oblique moon gentleman's mouth roared sharply.

"What if I deceive you?"

The faint voice did not fluctuate at all, but the speed and power of the attack rose again.

"Drink... The slanting moon soars to the sky!"

A sharp blade suddenly started, and the slanting moon gentleman's mouth roared angrily.

Since it was a choice of life and death, the slanting moon gentleman at this time was not as timid as he had just been.

The sharp blade in the hand quickly danced, and a terrible waning moon quickly turned into an entity, into a strong vigorous Qi, filled with real Qi, and fiercely and cruelly split it.

The waning moon was slow, but fast and direct, and had a positive fight with Ye Fantian. This time, he knew that he could hinder each other.

As long as it is blocked, you can leave with your lightness skills.

Ye Fantian's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. The other party's attack was not inferior to that of the bloodthirsty and evil king. Obviously, it was this guy's housekeeping ability.

"Bashi Longyin fist - Youlong cracked the ground!"

Roar

The roar of the long dragon slowly rippled, and the range of several kilometers around Ye Fantian was completely covered by a great vigorous Qi. Unlike this residual moon vigorous Qi, the other party's quietness and Senran were not the same type as ye Fantian's violence and hegemony.

But the vastness of the momentum was greater than anyone's attack.

The people of the six tailed dark Wudao alliance didn't take any action, and they didn't care about ye Fantian's action at all.

Obviously, they are very confident. Their strength is thicker and terrifying than that of Ye Fantian.

"The moves are amazing and powerful. This guy is enough to stand out from all the strong men at the same level."

The fifteen domain Master said coldly, but he couldn't help but raise a posture of turning over rivers and seas. Such an attack was qualified to threaten him.

However, the fifteen domain masters are not worried about this. The gap between Wuhuang level and Wujun level is not what ordinary people can imagine.

Of course, he might not be so proud if he knew that ye Fantian had a history of killing Wuhuang strong men.

If he knew that ye Fantian was different from the one he saw, he would not be so relaxed.

Roar

The faint dragon sent out the darkest light, the faint black awn, the unparalleled breath and the incomparable fluctuation. It seemed as if it had been run over by a mountain of millions of Jun.

The kilometer long dragon is so terrible. In front of the hundreds of meters long residual moon Gang Qi, the other party is very small.

When the dragon's head was inching, the vigorous Qi had become invisible, and ye Fantian's fist moved again to directly induce the other party to suppress it.

Under the terrible pressure, the body has completely burst.

The slanting moon gentleman's mouth screamed in disbelief:

"No!"

At this moment, it seemed that there were beautiful women and poor people who had been killed by him