Chapter 605 Gods and Demons

"Jin Chixiao, the man in purple and the others came to kill Ye Fan and wanted to take away the rare and sacred dragon marrow. It can be said that they have no fear.

"Purple Dragon Marrow is rare in the world. This bottle of divine liquid is worth more than four million catties. You are really timely, and you know that we need it very much." One of them was half-smiling.

"There are a total of twelve drops of divine liquid, and the seven of us are a bit difficult to distribute." Another person said casually, taking Ye Fan as a meal on a plate.

Jin Chixiao calmly, carrying his hands on his back, paced slowly, as if everything was under his control, and said, "He may not have other treasures on his body, and he can take an inventory at that time."

Ziyi next to him was calm and calm, with a calm and calm look on his face, he glanced at Ye Fan lightly, and said, "Take him down first, and then make a decision later."

"Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon and squeeze as much as you want?" Ye Fan snorted coldly, walked forward, and pressed towards several people step by step.

At this time, he was not afraid of Jin Chixiao and the others, and the only thing he was afraid of was the four old people, all of whom had surpassed the secret realm of transforming dragons, and they were the Supreme Elders of the Holy Land.

"There are four seniors here, you still want to resist? You really don't know how to live or die!" One of them, Ye Yu, shook her head and sneered.

Jin Chixiao, the man in purple and the others stepped back, and they did not plan to confront him in person. They wanted to let the four Supreme Elders kill him.

"We didn't know you were a monk when we met in that small restaurant in the morning. Now, to repeat the old saying, if you lead the horses for us, you can consider spare your life."

"People like this don't have to worry about it. If they are self-abandoned, they are still about the same. If they want to survive, they will bow their heads and beg for mercy. I like to see others soften."

The seven stood in the distance, calm and calm, humiliating, standing on the rock and looking down here, with a sneer at the corners of their mouths.

"You guys are just talking about it and you don't even have the courage to fight me, but you have to invite four immortals to take action." Ye Fan said coldly: "I think you will invite someone wherever you go in the future. Godfather or Godfather."

One of them had a frosty face, and said, "You will be beautiful in a while, and it is better to die than life if you kneel down and beg for mercy."

Another person said in a dark voice: "You are nothing but a person who has transformed into a dragon and the third change. Whoever is weaker than you is just lazy to fight with you."

Ye Fan ignored it, but looked at the four old men and said, "Four brothers, are these seven your grandsons?"

One of them shook his head subconsciously, but he suddenly woke up and said with a sullen face: "It's a good thing to talk about."

Jin Chixiao and others in the rear all turned cold, and one of them said, "Take advantage of us for a while and let you die on your knees.

"It turns out that they have nothing to do with the four of you. Why didn't their grandfather come?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

The identities of the seven people are not ordinary. He has never been ridiculed like this before. One of them stepped forward with a gloomy look and said, "I'm here to fight him, and I will accept a servant myself."

"What's the matter with his general knowledge? Just ask the four seniors to kill them. There's no need to let his blood stain our hands." Jin Chixiao shook his head and said, which was a kind of euphemistic obstruction, fearing that an accident would happen.

"He knelt down without being pressed by his own hands. I always felt that something was wrong, and my whole body was uncomfortable!" He walked forward as he spoke, his palms were crystal clear, and a golden trident appeared.

"brush"

The golden trident, which was only one inch long, was enlarged in his hand, reaching ten feet.

This is an ancient soldier intertwined with the laws of heaven and earth. He held five hands and killed them one after another, like a sea of ​​turbulent waves.

"Several seniors stay behind, let me take a servant personally!" He strode forward, passed the four old men, and then entered the arena.

Ye Fan stood there calmly and said nothing, but was ready to take action.

"It's not too late to kneel down, I'll save your life." This is the young master of an extremely powerful and ancient family in Beiyuan, whose cultivation base is in the fourth transformation of Dragon Transformation.

"Since you're courting death, I'll send you on your way!" Ye Fan finally moved, his figure was erratic, like an immortal volleying in the air, but he was light but also very fast, and his speed was extremely fast.

"Hey!"

This young master held a golden trident and slashed hard, and around him was like a golden ocean, a bright and splendid one, killing thousands of people.

Ye Fan's left hand turned into a golden stele, and his right hand turned into a golden millstone, on which the runes flickered, as if engraved with two heavens. "铿", "锵"

Two harsh sounds of metal clashing came out, and the golden stele and grinding disc hit the golden treasured soldier who came from standing up.

The trident's light dimmed for a while, and two halberd blades were broken off, leaving only the God Peak in the middle, which turned from a halberd into a golden spear.

In the back, everyone changed color. Ye Fan smashed a weapon interwoven with laws with his bare hands, causing everyone to vibrate, but it was too late to stop it.

"brush"

Ye Fan's speed was so fast, the big golden grinding plate turned into his right hand fell down, and various talismans flashed on it, mysterious and unpredictable, as if he was explaining an ancient scripture.

This young master turned pale in shock. He never thought that a person's physical body would be so powerful that it would break his golden treasured sword and deceive him to the front.

"boom!"

He had to fight back quickly, abandoning the "spear" that could not be swung at close range, and while retreating "...while defending the enemy with both hands, he bought time for himself.

"puff"

Unfortunately, as soon as his hands were raised, they were smashed by Ye Fan, and even his two arms were broken inch by inch, turning into a large cloud of blood.

"boom"

Ye Fan's left hand pressed down. This is a golden stele, with innate patterns flashing and densely engraved on it, pressing down.

The young master screamed, but he couldn't stop it at all, and his body suddenly fell short, like Mount Tai pressing the top, he couldn't bear the heavy pressure, and his body bent down.

"puff"

He couldn't stop him at all, he couldn't move under pressure, and his legs were almost broken. As soon as he felt weak, he involuntarily knelt on the ground, which was a humiliating gesture.

Just now, he threatened to ask Ye Fan to kneel down, but he was beaten to the ground by the other side only after a face-to-face meeting, which was more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Just because you want the judge to be a servant?!" Ye Fan slapped it down, and the golden stele turned the young master's head into a rotten watermelon.

Then, he took the weapon that had become a golden spear and stepped back. The young master's corpse remained kneeling there, but his head was rotten.

The people in the back didn't have time to stop them, and the four old men came over like tigers and wolves, urging a sea of ​​mana to suppress them, but they only caught an afterimage, and Ye Fanjian couldn't bear to rush out.

"Return my brother's life!" The young man in the distance, his face was ashen, offered a red copper gourd, the moment the gourd was pulled out, the whale sucked the cow drink and devoured the ten directions.

Ye Fan rushed over with the golden spear, as if it had been shrunk, and rushed into the mouth of the gourd, about to be taken in.

However, at this moment, his body suddenly shook violently, like a blue dragon waving its tail, jumping up, zooming in quickly, and thrusting the golden spear forward in his hand.

"click"

This golden war spear was inserted from the mouth of the gourd and penetrated from the bottom of the gourd. The divine peak was unstoppable, and the copper gourd was shattered in half.

"puff"

After the golden war spear passed through the copper gourd, the spear's speed became faster, the golden light shone, and it sank into the man's chest at once, and blood spurted out.

"Ah"..., "..." The man shouted, his chest was translucent, his five internal organs were cracked, and his soul was injured.

Ye Fan stood on the field like a god and demon, picked it up with a golden spear in one hand, and then shook it with force, with a "pop", blood splattered, and the body was torn apart and flew in all directions.

The flesh and bones fell with a lot of blood, the soul of this person was destroyed, the golden spear was bleeding, Ye Fan's black hair was scattered, and holding the spear, he strode forward without stopping.

"This is"..." Everyone was stunned, such means, neat and terrifyingly scary.

Ye Fan pushed forward, and every step he fell, the earth shook, like a giant traveling, with a golden spear in his hand, blood flowing, his black hair like a waterfall, like an ancient god of war.

"chi", "chi"...

The sound of breaking the air came, and the four old men rushed to it, and once again sacrificed the mana like the ocean, the brilliance filled the four fields, drowned the world, and wanted to refine and suppress Ye Fan.

However, all that was left for them was an afterimage, Ye Fan's speed was too fast, he seemed to be walking in ancient times, separated from the present world, unaffected.

Holding the golden war spear in his hand, he took a hundred feet away and rushed towards Jin Chixiao and the others, his black hair danced regularly, and his murderous aura was in all directions, like breaking the shackles and killing the gods from hell.

The remaining five strong young men all changed their colors, and the other party leaped like a dragon, surging with a powerful breath, and everyone had to fight hard.

"what"…"

One of them shouted that Xi Yefan had come to send Zilongyuan for them, but now he was holding a Tianluo umbrella to block the air, protecting himself behind.

"Om!"

The void vibrated violently, making noises like a rag in the astral wind, turbulent.

Ye Fan held the golden war spear and regarded it as a heavenly saber. He held it with both hands and slashed down, driving the monstrous golden light to engulf the earth.

"Crack!"

Ye Fan swung the golden spear down, smashing the rotten leaves, and cutting the Tianluo umbrella woven into the law into two halves, the fracture was flat and smooth.

"what…"

The young strong man shouted, cracks appeared between his eyebrows, blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Hey,

The golden war spear in Ye Fan's hand was no different from the Heavenly Sabre. It slashed straight down, and at the same time as the Tianluo umbrella was cut, the spear cut into the man's head.

The blood surged, he slashed with force, and the golden spear was like a bolt of lightning, slicing the man's body into two halves, very symmetrical.

A large amount of blood rushed out, and the two halves of the body were facing each other, with fear written on his face, and endless panic in his eyes.

"boom"

The corpses that were split in half fell to the ground, Ye Fan stood in the middle, his hair was as black as ink, the golden spear in his hand was even brighter under the sunlight, blood dripped down, and he stood there like a god and demon.