Chapter 739

Wujun level strongman vs. Wuhuang level strongman!

The two martial emperors went to battle together, but died in the hands of Ye Fantian. This shock can not be simply described as shock.

Unbelievable, totally unbelievable!

Even if ye Fantian's qualification can be called the level of demon, it is not enough for them to recognize this.

Wu Huang level is a group of people who are absolutely strong in the cultivation of martial arts.

The remaining four now looked frightened.

Qi Qi roared:

"Run away, run away!"

The four streamers fled in different directions.

But how could ye Vatican let them leave? In the micro movement of his body, the wings that blessed the power of space flickered rapidly.

The explosion of the three wings made Ye Fantian sprint like a lightning.

"Two Wuhuang levels and four Wuwang levels should be enough to make the people of the dark Wudao alliance sad."

Ye Fantian's mouth cried faintly.

Hiss

A split body quickly stretched out from behind Ye Fantian.

In the sword light circulation, ye Fantian's body disappeared incredibly.

No, not disappear, but because the speed is too fast for people's eyes to capture his information.

Hiss, hiss

The sound of sword Qi was continuous.

Four figures fell and blood flew!

The four heads were easily cut down.

Looking at those four unbelievable eyes, ye Fantian sneered:

"You're with the wrong person!"

If it weren't for the dark Wudao alliance, if it wasn't for them, ye Fantian wouldn't kill these people at all, but they shouldn't have followed the dark Wudao alliance.

Therefore, ye Fantian will never show mercy to anyone who is with the dark Wudao alliance.

The breath flowed slightly, and the hot sun rose slowly, and everyone found that the time had passed another day unconsciously.

The war lasted a day, but none of them felt it. How amazing and intoxicating the war was.

This battle has gone beyond the realm of "martial arts" and entered a world they don't know.

Wu Huang level is so terrible, but he can't help being killed by Ye Fantian.

Now all the strong people hiding around have begun to choose to leave.

Ye Fantian is too abnormal. They are fighting against him here. Isn't it the old birthday star hanging to death?

I felt the shaking and twitching of the vitality of the world around me, but ye Fantian's face also showed disdain. These people are a group of mole ants.

It's not worth him to care. Most of these people are wall grass. If he falls today, the whole demon palace is OK. At least Da Zun is sheltered in it, but the hundred soldiers family will be annihilated.

"Mole ants... Who isn't?"

Ye Fantian said in a low voice, and a wisp of blood on the corner of his mouth spilled down without trace.

The corners of the blood witch's mouth drew an amazing arc, and there was endless worry in a pair of beautiful eyes.

Ye Fantian is hurt!

Even if he forcibly killed two strong men at the Wu Emperor level, he was still injured.

The void paced, hundreds of meters at a time, and quickly came to the ground.

"Demon lord... Your injury!"

Bai Siyu said with concern. As the devil's wing, he naturally could see that ye Fantian's injury was very serious.

"It doesn't matter. Today's cultivation is enough to make me recover. Moreover, I can take advantage of this opportunity to have a rest. Don't worry!"

"Yes!"

Bai Siyu said respectfully.

"A trace of memory began to open in my mind and became more and more complicated."

Fuber whispered.

Ye Fantian's eyes showed a strange look. Fubo's memory had indeed been restored, but he didn't find much information about the jiuxiao world from the memory of that night nightmare or the memory of other people in the dark martial arts league, It seems that there is a mysterious power that turns into an invisible hand and erases a trace of their memory in the dark.

"Is it about that world?"

Ye Fantian whispered.

"Yes... But it's rare and messy. I'm afraid it can't be converged in a short time."

Ye Fantian patted Fubo on the shoulder and said softly with a smile:

"It doesn't matter. It's already very good. At least there's some hope, isn't it?"

Then he slowly said to Baibing Wujun:

"I want to see Zhuge Mingjing now!"

With nine drops of the purest God given Holy Spirit water, ye Fantian can't wait to experiment. On the one hand, he is concerned about the injuries of these Ge Mingjing. If this continues, I'm afraid it will be difficult to control this God given Holy Spirit water. On the other hand, he wants to see the real effect of this God given Holy Spirit water.

"OK, I'll arrange it right away!"

Baibing Wujun said hurriedly.

He has made up his mind. Even if Zhuge Mingjing is a waste, even if he can only be an ordinary person all his life, he must keep him. Even if his family uses the elixir, he must completely cure him.

As long as he lives, ye Fantian will be connected with his family.

Even if such a powerful person falls, his family will be sheltered. With the shelter of such a strong person, his family can prosper again.

It was still the room. Although the door had not been opened, the smell of pill gas in the room was at least ten times stronger than that of Ye Vatican.

It can be seen how serious Zhuge Mingjing's physical injury is at this time.

"It is said that the Holy Spirit water is a wonderful thing in ancient times. If it can be used as the inheritance treasure of the family, it will be more important. Even if we save such a person for a lifetime, it is only an unknown achievement. However, as long as we don't give up, we can firmly bind him. As long as he doesn't die, our family can last for a long time ！”

"No... I disagree!"

"Are you worried about the patriarch? I believe he will agree. What is it to sacrifice a daughter for the sake of the family? God gives the Holy Spirit water. What a glorious thing it is. If it is given to such a half dead person, we will lose too much."

"King of hundred soldiers, what do you mean? It seems that the Holy Spirit water given by God is still on the white haired Demon Lord. He is the basis of the decision. Now you plan to possess it alone and exchange Bai Bingyan as an object. Don't you think it's too much? You really think you can do whatever you want if you are the direct descendant of the four elders?"

A fierce quarrel came out.

Hearing such remarks, ye Fantian's face suddenly showed a trace of cold. Not only he, but even the Baibing Wujun who followed him began to look ugly.

His family had such a scum. Where did he put his face?

Such a young man is so presumptuous that he easily wants to occupy the Holy Spirit water given that day. Is this his offspring?

"The Holy Spirit water given by God can not only re create the body and restore it to a great degree of fullness, but also help a person's body to be quenched to a better state. I'm only 27 years old now, and I'm not much different from this boy, but I'm already a strong martial arts division level. As long as I get the Holy Spirit water given by God, my body will be re created and quenched, Isn't it more beneficial for the people of our family to be strong at the Wuwang level or even the Wujun level? His white haired devil is just a strong at the Wujun level. He is not a member of our Baibing family at all. How can he be compared with the people of our family? "

After this sentence, the face of Baibing Wujun began to twist. The elders following him and the master Baibing blade even began to tremble.

"Inverse sun!"

"Shut up!"

An elder jumped out from behind.

He pushed the room away

"Four... Four ancestors!"

Seeing the elder's appearance, a frightened voice came out.

Pa

Ye Fantian's body slowly paced in, and the crying Bai Bingyan was showing a surprised look towards them.

At this time, Zhuge Mingjing's whole body began to wither.

Obviously, the movement of genuine Qi in Dantian has been lost, so it is impossible to recover normally now.

A young man with a rebellious face was trembling at Ye Fantian.

He is obviously the young man who spoke just now.

"Old... Old ancestors...?!"

Looking at the blue faced Baibing Wu Jun, this young man named Baibing Wang completely showed his look of horror and timidity.

It's just to be seen by his immediate ancestors. In his opinion, as long as his qualifications are superior, the other party will not blame himself too much.

But when his ancestor Baibing Wujun saw all this, he was definitely dead, and there was the leaf Brahma!

After thinking of these, he couldn't help showing trembling waves on his face.

"Inverse sun! How dare you be so presumptuous!"

The four elders roared with distorted faces.

"It seems that I'm just guarding this family on weekdays, but I forget to really discipline it."

Baibing Wujun said lonely.

There are such descendants in his family. Where does his old face go?

"Pa!"

The palm moved slightly, and a strong Qi had been shot out from the palm!

"Ah..."

In a scream, the body of the hundred soldiers king had fallen to the ground.

"Drag out and settle down!"

Baibing Wujun said faintly.

Although the four elders looked sorry, they were more indifferent. For such descendants, even if the Baibing Wujun didn't do it, he would do it

Ye Fantian said slowly:

"Start treatment!"

"En... Let's start. At this time, his injury began to become more and more serious. Yan'er, go and order him to prepare a mild pill!"

Baibing Wujun whispered!

"Yes, ancestor!"

Bai Bingyan quickly wiped away the tears on her face and ran out quickly