"Shit..."

The strange-capped ink-scale snake was in pain and suddenly screamed and twisted, but it was nailed to the ground by a giant sword and was unable to fight back.

"Brother Yun, you are finally here. Kill this Ye person to avenge your brothers!"

Seeing Ling Duyun appear, Yunxiao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he was safe. With Ling Duyun here, Ye Fan not only could not continue to kill him, but also could not escape at all.

"Ye Fan!"

Ling Duyun stood on the hilt of the sword, two golden lights ejaculated in his eyes, looked at Ye Fan, and said coldly: "Originally, I didn't want to make things difficult for Sister Tongtong, but you killed my eight tribe members! Even if I want to let you go, I'm afraid that others will not agree!"

"If you hadn't bullied people too much, I wouldn't have made this bad decision. If you want to blame them, blame them." Ye Fan was neither arrogant nor humble, and his pure yang aura was boiling, quickly repairing his tired body.

Ling Duyun is definitely a terrible opponent. After his divine power was infinitely weakened, he can still maintain his magical powers, which shows how unfathomable the cultivation level is.

"This kid is not simple. Let's run away, we will definitely not be able to beat!"

The white-eyed wolf felt very keen. When he saw Ling Duyun killing the Qiguan Mo Scale Snake, he knew that neither he nor Ye Fan was the opponent of this guy, so he began to give in.

"He has locked me, I can't escape, why don't you escape first!" Ye Fan glanced at the ungrateful wolf and asked it to escape first.

"What do you say? If you don't escape, I can't leave you and escape alone. Otherwise, even if I die, I will have no shame to see my master. Since we can't escape, we will simply fight, even if we die, we will die vigorously!"

This time, the white-eyed wolf did not leave Ye Fan and escape alone, but said something righteous, which surprised Ye Fan. Is this still the white-eyed wolf he knew who was unethical and evil?

"roar……"

The strange-capped ink-scale snake actually let out a roar, and the sound spread over a hundred miles, which made the nearby mysterious beasts bow down one by one, as if they were visiting the king.

Ye Fan was also particularly surprised. Didn’t it mean that snakes have no vocal cords? Unless they successfully practice and undergo heavenly tribulation and transform into monsters, they can change their body structure and make sounds. This strange-crowned ink-scale snake obviously has not transformed, so how can it make sounds?

"I'm not willing..."

What shocked Ye Fan even more was that such a sentence came from his mind, which was obviously roared by the Qi-Crown Ink Scale Snake through divine thoughts.

With this sentence, the flesh crown on the head of the strange-crowned ink-scale snake began to change. The flesh crown broke, and two crystal dragon horns grew from it, cracked into the abdomen, and four slender dragon claws were still covered with black scales.

Unfortunately, it died during the transformation of its head and eventually failed to turn into a black dragon, leaving behind a lifetime of regrets.

This is a mysterious beast that is expected to turn into a dragon, but it eventually failed because of the loss of the dragon scale grass.

"Born in such a space, you also want to turn into a dragon? Death is your real destination!"

Looking at the half-shaped strange-crowned ink-scale snake, Ling Duyun sneered and said to Yunxiao: "Put this dead snake away and hand it over to the ancestor Yuechuan!"

Yunxiao nodded, took out a jade pot, and ignited a ray of glow at the corpse of the strange-crowned ink scale snake.

A light flashed, and the body of the strange-crowned ink-scale snake had been taken into the jade pot. The jealous wolf was so envious that he almost couldn't help but snatch it.

Although the strange-crowned ink scale snake is dead, it is full of treasures, especially snake gallbladder. Whether it is refining medicine or detoxifying, it has excellent results.

Moreover, this snake has been practicing for many years, and its bones are stronger than those of gold. If it is sacrificed and refined a divine whip, it is definitely comparable to a spiritual treasure in the realm of magical powers.

However, it also knew that snatching his companion under the nose of the strong man Ling Duyun was like seeking death, and he could only endure the impulse.

In fact, the white-eyed wolf cares not only about the corpse of the strange-crowned ink-scale snake, but also about the jade pot, which is definitely a spiritual treasure in the realm of magical powers. There are divine patterns engraved inside. If you can understand them thoroughly, it will definitely be of great help to your formation pattern cultivation.

After dealing with the strange crowned ink-scale snake, Ling Duyun put the smaller giant sword in his hand and said to Ye Fan with a arrogant look on his face: "Take it off, I know you have a gun, take it out, I will take it with you a few moves. If I use the magic sword, I will be bullying you!"

Ling Duyun looked around twenty years old, with a heroic face, his eyebrows were like flying swords, his eyes were like Venus, and his whole body was filled with explosive power.

Faced with Ling Duyun's arrogance, Ye Fan was not angry at all because he knew that the other party did have this strength!

"Huh~"

Taking a deep breath, a light flashed in Ye Fan's hand, the Thunder Emperor Spear appeared in his palm, holding a gun in both hands, and attacked the world with one move. The guns were lit up and down, and the guns were turned towards Ling Duyun in front!

"Huh? You can actually urge the gun to light up? It seems that I have looked for you to underestimate you!"

A surprising light flashed in Ling Duyun's eyes and punched him out. A golden fist light instantly dispersed Ye Fan's spear, and then rushed towards Ye Fan's chest.

Bang!

The fist light hit the tip of the Thunder Emperor's spear. A huge force shocked Ye Fan so that he could hardly catch the Thunder Emperor's spear. The tiger's mouth was shattered, and purple and golden blood dripped down the fingers to the ground. Ye Fan retreated seven or eight steps before he stood firm!

"You are really cowardly, you are worthy of being an ant from the human race."

Ling Duyun looked at Ye Fan mockingly, looking arrogant and arrogant.

"Your level is higher than me, even if you defeat me, what can you be proud of? Is bullying the weak the pride of your gods?" Ye Fan retorted. If it was a battle in the same realm, Ling Duyun would definitely not be his opponent.

"You don't have to use the pride of the gods to inspire me. It's useless. Just kill an ant like you. There is no need to fight fairly with you. Besides, this world is a world where the strong prey on the weak. The weak have no right to claim fairness!"

Ling Duyun looked arrogant and heard about Jiang Kuang's defeat. He knew that Ye Fan had a strange thing. In the same realm, even the descendants of the God of War were not his opponents, let alone himself, so he did not intend to give Ye Fan a fair chance.

"Suffer to die!"

Ling Duyun didn't want to give Ye Fan a breath, and after that, he took action again, and his golden slap slapped hard on Ye Fan's face.

In his opinion, Ye Fan is just meat on the chopping board, and no matter how he slaughtered it, this is the confidence and superiority brought by absolute strength.

call!

Ye Fan also waved his slap to meet him. He wanted to see if his treasure body could withstand Ling Duyun's attack!

Bang!

Click!

As the two slaps collided, a crisp sound of fracture was made. Ling Duyun seemed to be fine, and Ye Fan's palm was already hanging down weakly.

The result of the palm was that Ye Fan's treasure body could not withstand the opponent's divine power, and was directly beaten to a fracture, almost ruining his entire hand!

"Huh? Your body is indeed strange. It can block my full blown attack without breaking it!"

Ling Duyun was very surprised. He was quite confident in his strength. If he was an ordinary human cultivator, he could slap him in the early stage of the Holy Fetal Realm, and Ye Fan was just a fracture. The gap was really not small.

"Boy, the wind is tight, huh!"

When he saw that even Ye Fan was not Ling Duyun's opponent, he went up just to seek abuse. The ungrateful wolf ran away without caring about the bold words he had just said!

Ye Fan also realized that he had made a mistake. Ling Duyun's cultivation is no less than Jiang Kuang. He could not defeat the opponent without suppressing his strength.

Thirty-six strategies are the best. Ye Fan is not a person who is swollen and fat. Since he is not an opponent, he can only escape.

"I'll fight you!"

Ye Fan did not escape immediately, but shouted angrily, and the nearly dry holy power burned, and the pure yang energy quickly connected the broken bones, as if he was about to fight to the death!

Um?

A dangerous aura spread out from Ye Fan's body, causing Ling Duyun to jump in brows, waiting for Ye Fan's attack with full vigilance!

He knew that in this state, Ye Fan would inevitably send a shocking attack. As long as he blocked his attack, the opponent would have to surrender.

"kill!"

Ye Fan attacked seven guns in a row and shot out all the seven magic guns of the Sky. It was amazingly powerful. Ling Duyun sneered while resisting, "Good martial arts, it's my turn!"

"Then you have to have your life to take it away!"

Ye Fan faced each other in tit-for-tat, and at least he was not inferior to Ling Duyun in terms of momentum!

"Shit..."

The spear ****, the aura of the Sky shocked Ling Duyun. This martial art was so powerful that it could actually make a cultivator in the early stage of the Holy Fetal Realm emit such a terrifying attack power. No wonder Jiang Kuang lost to him in the battle of the same realm!

"What kind of marksmanship is this? It's so fierce?"

In the hall, the ancestors of the gods looked at each other, and no one knew Ye Fan's spear technique!

"This seems to be the long-lost seven-day killing gun?"

The ancestors of the gods lived for endless years and were knowledgeable. From Ye Fan, he only attacked seven guns and guessed the seven guns of the sky.

"What? It's like this kind of gun technique? No wonder his offensive is so fierce."

When he heard that Ye Fan's spear technique turned out to be the Seven Slayers of the Heaven-killing Spike, several ancestors of the God Clan immediately showed relief, and then they all became puzzled. The Spike Spike had been lost for tens of thousands of years. How did he get it? Could it be that Venerable Thunder obtained this spear technique in his later years and passed it to him?

Just as the ancestors of the gods were speculating, Ye Fan's seven guns had already been attacked. Although he failed to hurt Ling Duyun, Jingta was forced to retreat in a hurry!

"Eat my life-threatening shot!"

Ye Fan was murderous, his tiger's eyes widened and shouted loudly!

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