Chapter 1112

The roar was like a divine thunder, which shook the stars. It seemed that the roar began to shake hundreds of miles around. Countless thunder lights suddenly appeared in the sky, suppressing the whole world.

The animals whine and turn the world upside down!

The sky sends out killing machines, the stars move easily, the earth sends killing machines, and the dragons and snakes land!

Ye Fantian's eyes suddenly showed an alert look, but his movements did not weaken, on the contrary, they accelerated constantly.

The tyrannosaurus sword sent out a bright brilliance, which immediately expanded to a level of 50 or 60 meters. In the stunned eyes of the people, the endless brilliance had enveloped their bodies and cut them off without hesitation.

Hiss

In the amazing singing sound, a divine dragon is dancing. Originally, it should be a divine dragon full of sacred breath, but now it has become extremely overbearing. They are happy, crazy and showing their real power.

Each of these dragon visions is an ancient life in the tomb of the dragon, but they don't want to sleep at all. Now they appear in the form of tyrant dragon sword, and naturally begin to show their real power.

Longwei invincible!

The Dragon God swings wantonly and the Dragon claws grasp madly. Only in this attack, the space of 1000 meters has been firmly locked. Everything in this space is within the scope of his attack.

Countless dust is flying, countless rocks are broken, and the earth is boiling.

When Fang Huazong heard the roar, his face showed an excited look, because he knew he was finally saved, but now he felt despair and deep despair. Ye Fantian was too cruel in front of him. His cruelty was a sign of cutting grass and roots.

This person has never been afraid of anyone, even if the other person's backstage is God.

In fact, this is a kind of gangster psychology and rogue psychology that ye Fantian has always had.

He is a lonely man. He can play with his life and be besieged by a group of people. Even if he falls, he will kill the guy he sees the most unhappy at this time, so that he can make money.

Hiss

The muscle was torn. The huge Tyrannosaurus sword was tens of meters long. It seemed like a hill. It simply occupied an advantage in weight, not to mention the power of twenty divine patterns.

The blessing of 60 strong people in the eternal realm is that a strong person in Mahayana can't be underestimated, not to mention Fang Huazong is not qualified to enter this level.

The blood was flying, and there was no stagnation at all. Ye Fantian's hands once again gave several strong lives.

The huge tyrant Dragon Sword seemed like a mountain running over the flesh. These strong men led by Fang Huazong didn't even have the chance to hum.

It seemed like a long time, but there was not even a second from the roar to Ye Fantian's cutting down.

"Good domineering means..."

You Mahayana's strong men can't help but start to sigh.

Their knowledge is naturally terrible, whether ye Fantian got the treasure of the Dragon cemetery or he had the luck of dog blood, but now many of them don't intend to be enemies with Ye Fantian. The arrogance of the other party is no longer under their control. Once they take the hand, what they can't pay is their own life.

Boom

ten thousand steeds gallop!

The ground is cracked and extends out. It is tearing from 10000 meters away. The speed is so fast that it can be reached in an instant!

A group of young men appeared here!

The first man was carrying a long sword with elegant long hair, orange eyes, steel teeth, and a good face with an iron blue to the extreme light.

In the robe, because of the crazy riots in the body, it had begun to tremble.

"How dare you kill him!"

Looking at the ground, it had become broken meat, but the head was not saved intentionally or unintentionally. His face was almost black.

Anger!

Incomparable anger!

Obviously, the voice that roared like a God just now was emitted from the man's mouth.

Ye Fantian's eyes seemed to be closed and open. Although he was wearing a mask, the cold in his eyes was not covered up at all.

There are a group of people around here, each of whom has strong strength, the strong in the eternal realm, and there are several who fluctuate with astringent laws. That is the strong in Mahayana. These are eight people, but three are the strong in Mahayana. With this guy in front of us, there are four strong in Mahayana.

However, with the cultivation of Mahayana, this person can gather so many strong people, and it is obvious that these eight people are still centered on him. This person's strength is naturally conceivable, but ye Fantian can feel that there is still a lot of gap between the man in front of him and the Kirin holy King.

The Qilin holy king, now ye Fantian will not be afraid, let alone the guy in front of him.

"Why am I afraid to kill him?"

Ye Fantian said faintly.

The other party's pride is obviously because of his strength, but now ye Fantian really has no reason to be afraid of the other party, and he has never been afraid of anyone.

"You'll die miserably. I'll break your mysterious soul and let you quench it for countless years. Then I'll refine your head into a cup to sacrifice to my brother! Remember, the man who killed you is my eleven saints!"

Hiss

Ye Fantian took back the tyrant dragon sword and shot it directly!

He has too much nonsense. He feels toothache. Now he is in a hurry.

"Boy, dare you!"

Originally, he was a little afraid of Ye Fantian's dragon sword, but he didn't expect that he would abandon the sword, but he didn't know that ye Fantian was better at boxing for swordsmanship.

Bashi Longyin fist suddenly shot and hit a vigorous fist.

"Die!"

A young man standing behind the eleven saints suddenly shouted angrily, and then stepped forward. His robe rustled, punched and turned into a rainbow, and began to impact Ye Fantian.

In the fierce fist technique, there is a counter current with a vast momentum, which drives the space to fragment and tremble.

"Well...?"

Ye Fantian's heart moved slightly. The strength of the person who took the hand reached the cultivation of the eternal realm, almost reaching the peak, and there was also a fluctuation of flame. The vigorous Qi of the whole person was a fire red light, as if he had begun to step into a flame.

"Those who play with fire..."

Ye Fantian said to himself strangely.

But the murmur was keenly captured by the other party.

This is ignoring, fruit eaters ignore themselves!

It was clear that he didn't want to pay attention to himself. He was even more angry, and his momentum burst out even more powerful again.

The eleven saints' face remained unchanged. Obviously, at this time, he also wanted to see ye Fantian's real means.

"Peng!!"

A powerful explosion resounded between the two.

The original young man didn't care about ye Fantian's means. After his first contact, he didn't feel Ye Fantian's strength.

"Hum... I'm just an ignorant young man. I don't know what treasure I got. I killed Fang Huazong, but I'm not a strong man. Look, I'll abolish you now."

In such a thought, his body suddenly moved, and a huge flame illusion appeared behind him.

It was a human flame, with a gesture of burning everything.

But at this time, ye Fantian's body stepped forward.

"Be careful!"

The mouth of the eleven saints quickly drank.

A Mahayana strongman closest to the young man also found something wrong. He was the cultivation of the double heaven in the Mahayana bone refining environment.

Suddenly began to join hands to try to protect the other party.

"Roar..."

A dragon chant that seemed to exist in ancient times was transmitted at this time.

The ancient characters of dragon soul quickly turned into infinite power and shrouded Ye Fantian's body.

Boom

Great flame power erupted from ye Fantian's arm.

The flame is extremely strong, with two postures of fire red and ice blue, which is clearly the combination of the xuanjing of fire and the flame of the eight treasure glazed lamp.

"Fifteen divine patterns - out!"

Ye Fantian drank faintly in his heart.

He simply wanted to test the real power of the ancient characters of the dragon soul. He didn't use much power of divine patterns, but even so, after the power blessing of the ancient characters of the dragon soul, ye Fantian clearly felt that his body had changed significantly, as if the whole person began to become a living dragon and danced quickly, For a moment, ye Fantian seemed to realize that the power of this fist was even more fierce.

Roar

The sound of dragon chanting was continuous, and it was another violent dragon roar, as if the whole man of Jianye Brahma had changed greatly in front of everyone.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and the man's body was like a blasted bomb, which shook and flew away.

Click

The sound of bone fractures on each other's body came out of the space.

The other strong man who took the shot had no time to attack Ye Fantian, because no one would have thought that ye Fantian would blow the other party away with one punch and make him seriously injured. His steps were staggered and rushed towards the other party quickly.

But at this time, ye Fantian's Dragon and snake steps began to swim away quickly.

In his easy movements, ye Fantian found that his body seemed to turn into a breeze, a lightning and a streamer!

With the agility of the wind, with the hegemony of lightning, with the rapidity of streamer!

600000 dragon and snake power!

The dragon snake step is promoted again!

"Fist printing day!"

Another tough move!

The fist is printed on the sky, and all kinds of fist strength are integrated together. A real dragon phantom appears. Ye Fantian's ancient words of dragon soul have been operated to the extreme. One fist is like a mountain, and he has hit more than a dozen punches continuously!

"Poof..."

The strong man who saved people didn't have time to respond, so he was naturally killed by Ye Fan!!

The scene became extremely quiet at this moment