Chapter 251

"Little dragon!"

Yin Rufeng has been paying attention to the battle between Yin Shaolong and ye LAN. Although he firmly believes that Yin Shaolong can kill Ye Lan easily, he still can't help caring about his son.

Now, when Yin Rufeng saw that his son was killed by Ye Lan, he was full of despair. In his heart, an indescribable sense of killing and anger, was even more directed at tianlinggai.

A pair of eyes, instantly become red as blood.

"Son of a bitch, I'll kill you!"

Yan Rufeng roared, stamped his feet, and rushed to Ye Lan like a sharp arrow.

Then, he is a palm clap, hit heavily to Ye Lan chest, want to kill it.

"Chop!"

In the face of Yan Rufeng's sudden attack, Ye Lan is not afraid at all. After all, Yin Rufeng's cultivation is not as good as Yin Shaolong's, only has six levels of birth.

The power of his palm, but also completely helpless, at this time has been fully urged the power of the wild God ye LAN.

It's a bang.

Yan Rufeng's palm hit Ye Lan heavily, which made him feel numb, and his body could not help falling back for several steps.

"Bajiquan!"

Ye Lan turns back and blows out.

The Bajiquan, which combined the power of the brute God, was fierce and violent to kill Yan Rufeng.

Eight strands of boxing, which released the savage spirit, bombarded Yin Rufeng one after another.

Each blow broke a bone of Yin Rufeng.

Eight fists down, Yan Rufeng completely out of shape, the whole person collapsed to the ground, dying, a look of dying at any time.

"Magic sword!"

In the distance, Yin Shaohua saw Ye Lan turn back to kill his fifth uncle, Yin Rufeng, and took advantage of each other's gap to cut a sword in an instant.

Above the dome, in the book of magic sword, a stream of evil spirit, which makes people palpitating, constantly flows into Yin Shaohua's body.

After Yin Shaohua, a virtual image of the demon God in black armor appeared.

The demon had a green face and tusks, and was extremely ferocious. In his hand, he held a long black sword.

The whole body is sending out a stream of evil and violent gas, the breath is floating in the void, and it turns into a monster, which makes people feel strange and uneasy.

"Ghosts eat souls!"

Yin Shaohua cheered.

Behind him, the virtual image of the demon god suddenly waved his long black sword, and thousands of fierce ghosts howled and roared to kill Ye Lan, trying to devour Ye Lan's essence, blood and soul.

"Wansheng stove!"

Ye Lan drinks a low, in the right hand, a Dan stove, emerges quickly.

The lid of the red stove soared to the sky, and the white fire burst out continuously, burning away at the thousands of fierce ghosts.

Ah ~

as soon as the white real fire wrapped up the thousands of fierce ghosts, there were bursts of shrill howls.

A fierce ghost, in the white fire burning, constantly into nothingness, dissipate between heaven and earth.

Originally, these fierce ghosts were fearless of fire and water, but unfortunately, they met the Wansheng stove, which is dedicated to fighting against the soul.

"What a strange stove! How can you restrain the power of fighting souls

In the distance, when Yin Shaohua saw that Ye Lan was using a strange stove to destroy his ghosts, his pupils shrank and his face was shocked.

"However, today, you still can't escape death. Ben Shao is determined to devour you, capture the inheritance of man God, and the famous sword fish scale!"

In the end, Yin Shaohua gave another shrill drink.

He pinched his hands and changed quickly.

The huge temple, suddenly, began to shake violently.

On the ground, magic lines constantly flash, while on the dome, red lights vie to disappear.

In the hall, there was a mountain of evil spirit and fierce atmosphere, which was constantly turbulent.

Those magic patterns quickly interweave and turn into a huge magic array.

As soon as the magic array appeared, a black poisonous fog also poured out quickly, and almost immediately filled the whole palace.

Only when the black fog filled the array did it change rapidly and form a black magic sword.

each magic sword as like as two peas of blood, and the blood veins of the magic sword are identical to those of the magic sword on the dome.

"This array is the demon sword ferocious slave array!"

Yin Shaohua said coldly.

"The thirteen thousand magic swords in the array all have the will of a living creature. Different magic swords have different moves. Thirteen thousand magic swords will have thirteen thousand sword moves. They are unpredictable and can't be prevented.

Today, I'd like to see how you break my evil sword and fierce slave array? "

Finally, Yin Shaohua said with a grim smile.

A pair of eyes, staring at the array of Ye Lan, deep in the eye, full of killing.

But in the array, Ye Lan is calm, completely fearless, as if surrounded by the ten thousand magic swords with wisdom, which is not enough to make him move."Kill

Yin Shaohua drinks low.

Demon sword fierce slave array, start quickly.

Thirteen thousand magic swords are shooting at Ye Lan.

As Yin Shaohua said, these magic swords all have intelligence. Each sword has different moves. There are 13000 moves for 13000 swords.

These 13000 kinds of sword moves are really dazzling. There is no place to defend them. There is almost no flaw in them. We can find the trace of these moves.

Of course, it's hard for outsiders to resist and master the fickleness of the demon sword ferocious slave array.

But ye LAN is able to deal with it calmly.

First, he had studied the demon sword ferocious slave array in his previous life, and knew its moving track and the skill of changing moves.

Second, he has a strong ability to fight the soul with blood eyes, and can see through all moves.

No matter how much skill Ye Lan can use to change the demon sword, she can also use her bloody eyes to see the running track clearly, so that she can dodge all the ten thousand magic swords in the array one by one with the help of her body skill "no trace on the snow".

"This..."

Outside the array, Yin Shaohua saw that Ye Lan could dodge and deal with it calmly in the demon sword ferocious slave array. A look of surprise and shock suddenly appeared on his face. In addition, there was a deep color of disbelief.

He thought that Ye Lan would be hurt by the evil sword, but Yin Shaohua suddenly found that he underestimated the boy.

"Pop Dan!"

In the array, Ye Lan keeps dodging the ten thousand magic swords in the fierce slave array. Her body is gradually losing support, and the loss of Qi is also increasing abruptly.

He knew that if he went on like this, he would be trapped and killed by the evil sword.

Therefore, he decisively took out the last explosive pill and swallowed it.

The breath of the whole person rises abruptly to the level of being stronger than the eight peaks of birth.

"Broken!"

Momentum and strength have soared.

Ye Lan suddenly heavy drink, the whole body breath, turbulent outbreak.

Behind, the huge virtual image of man God is also stronger with Ye Lan's momentum.

That wild and domineering spirit, more solid, more pure, more powerful, more violent!

Now, it has covered the evil spirit of the ten thousand magic swords in the evil slave array.

Ding Ding Dang

The huge virtual image of man God is like a strong fortress, which is full of bright gods.

It body a bow, will ye LAN whole body firmly protect in the middle, let that ten thousand handle magic sword rush to kill, also can't damage it a bit, can only explode a burst of excited sound, splash a string of sparks.

At last, the image of the man God roared again. The wild and domineering power on him broke out like a torrent, destroying the ten thousand magic swords in one breath.

Yin Shaohua's body could not help falling back several steps, and his face became more and more frightened.

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