Chapter 1074

In fact, he was not really afraid.

After entering here, ye Fantian had planned to hide slowly, but now it seems that he did make some mistakes. It's a big killing here. He needs to suppress it anyway and make his reputation. Otherwise, how can he deal with so many small minions.

However, ye Fantian was not without careful thinking. He wore a silver mask on his face, which was carved with all kinds of mysterious lines. It was also an ancient treasure that ye Fantian got from the body when he was hiding.

This side of the ancient treasure was rarely used when it was hidden, so few people knew it. Ye Fantian did this entirely to find Huang Yuyan, but the other party still didn't appear for such a long time, which is obviously abnormal.

"With Huang YuYan's aptitude and goblin like mind, she will certainly find a stable backstage and help her win this jihad. In the early stage of Jihad, it is killing, but in the later stage, it is to verify the treasures and harvest of killing in the devil's Grand Canyon. If my guess is good, Huang Yuyan should kill with the strong Go to a powerful monster or fierce beast, and then prove yourself. "

This terrible woman, ye Fantian, really doesn't want each other to leave life.

After thinking of this, ye Fantian's eyes again turned scarlet and looked at the people.

At this time, the breath on his body is completely intrinsic, so that people can't see his appearance and don't know his real strength.

But that hand tore a strong man at the peak of the ancient realm. I'm afraid this means is not attainable by ordinary people. At least it has reached the strong man of the eternal realm.

"Aren't you also a core disciple?"

Among the people gathered here, there are not many core disciples, even most of them are watching fire from the shore.

Ye Fantian didn't speak, but looked at the group coldly.

"The guy who plays tricks, I think he's going to play tricks and kill a martial artist in the ancient world. I can do it, boy. Die."

A young man roared with a sneer.

Holding a sharp long knife in his palm, he attacked Ye Fantian.

"Hum... It's just a cultivation of heaven in the little eternal realm. How dare you be presumptuous here."

Ye Fantian carried his hands with an unfathomable posture. The expression on his face was difficult to detect because of the effect of the mask.

But his attitude made the person who shot him start to show crazy anger.

He is also a genius. Although he is not the best of the core disciples, he also has noble blood. Ye Fantian's behavior completely angered him and damaged his self-esteem:

"Die, arrogant people, die, devil thirteen knives!"

Boom

A terrible breath seemed to fall down like a waterfall. The power of terror began to make the strong people around him spew blood and even fall down.

A black illusion appeared behind him, holding a powerful long knife. The illusion was one with people, and its power resounded through the world and shattered through the ages. In his anger, the young man even felt that he had not made a breakthrough for a long time, and began to appear again, and became more and more obvious.

"Boy... After you die, remember to report my name in hell..."

Hiss

The voice didn't fall, the words didn't finish, but his body slowly fell down.

A sword!

Use your hand as the hilt and your finger as the sword. Hit it in the air!

A sword light turned into the purest radiance of the Milky way.

Although the sword light was not bright, at a glance, I felt a sharp pain in my eyes, as if I was going to be pierced.

The sword spirit is not vertical and horizontal, but the posture of light wind and light clouds is so stable.

But the strong men hidden in the dark were moved one after another.

This sword does not use a weapon, but it is more terrible than the attack of divine weapons. It is as elegant as wind, but it contains ice cold and killing.

Once it appears, infinite energy is generated.

Sword spirit, sword intention, Kendo and sword heart... Are completely integrated into the moves of this sword

So the young strong man died wrongly. The sword was very plain, but he didn't dodge. His result was only death.

All the people couldn't help taking a breath.

Especially after seeing the long knife in the young man's hand, he couldn't help shouting.

"That's a long knife made of three color star stone. Even the strong man in the fifth heaven of eternity is not sure to break it, but this guy's fingers can be broken?"

"Monster... Monster..."

"No enemy, run..."

All the people looked at Ye Fantian in unison. The expression on his face was clearly with unbelievable and unmatched light.

Ye Fantian took a cold look at the group, then waved to take away the treasure from the unlucky core disciple and left so fluently.

"A rotten gasification has made a powerful rotten sword. What is hidden in this black mountain?"

Ye Fantian's eyes lit up with a ray of thinking.

He also has the decaying Qi, and the quantity is huge. Therefore, he is very clear about the effects and characteristics of the decaying Qi.

Decadent power is a kind of scattered power that is not easy to gather. It is troublesome to gather. As if you want to play an adverse effect, it will be more troublesome, and even get half the result with twice the effort.

However, both the demon war and the tiger king Baisha are first-class masters. At least among the existing masters, they are a first-class strong man, but they were killed by the second. Ye Fantian naturally wonders what is hidden in them.

"Or not a living creature."

The voice of the fat stick came out.

Ye Fantian's eyes suddenly twinkled. Although this word sounds very strange, it actually has a great truth.

The power of decay. It is difficult for one person in a million ordinary people to cultivate. Since the other person can cultivate, it shows that the other person's identity is not simple, not a simple and straightforward way, that is, other lives.

"Hiss..."

A rough palm slowly protruded from the huge space like the ancient magic mountain.

The withered claws, the terrible black light, and the rotten breath made Ye Fantian's vigilance rise to the extreme in an instant.

This is the feeling, this is the feeling, the breath carried in the roaring voice is so!

"Ancient corpse!!"

Ye Fantian's mouth whispered softly.

But at this time, he was keenly aware that there were more than a dozen unparalleled breath surging around, and the fluctuation was very strong.

"The strong man of the eternal realm... Not just one!"

After whispering softly, ye Fantian's body didn't move.

There is a strange feeling in his heart, this ancient corpse - not simple!!