"Rumble!!!"
A terrifying wave of spiritual power resembled a Yangtze River, rolling like a tide, and immediately enveloped the people of the Huang family.
"Puff puff!"... ... ..
There are more than 30 Huangjia martial artists, from the half-step martial artist of the old man in yellow shirt to the ordinary eight-fold heaven martial artist. They seem to be crushed by a mountain of ten thousand meters, and the sky is spurted out by a big mouth of blood, and everyone is crushed to the ground. , Breathless, eyes full of panic and despair! ! !
"Terror.... It's really terrible. Even the ancestors are absolutely unpredictable. Just blowing a breath can destroy us into dregs, leaving me waiting for death without a place to be buried. ..... High-level martial masters, even top martial masters, this... how is this possible, how is it possible, how can there be such a strong person in the Yang family, how can there be such a strong person? ... ... ."
Before they invaded Fengyang City, their Huang family had already investigated the Yang family for a long time ago. It was a small family that was not influential. It had been passed down for more than two hundred years and had never produced a martial artist, if it had not been a peerless one. The evildoer—Yang Fan, out of Fengyang City, I'm afraid that few people know about their Yang family, such a small family, how could it have such a peerless power! ! !
at this time... ... .
Everyone in the Yang family, who was originally full of despair and trepidation, changed their previous cringes, with surprises on their faces, especially Luo Yun, who had just woken up, jumped up in surprise, "It's Fan'er, my Fan'er. It's okay, my Fan'er is okay... "
"What? Yang Fan is not dead, how is this possible! How is it possible!!!"
Luo Yun's surprise words were heard in the ears of everyone in the Huang family, but it was like a heavy hammer, smashing their souls fiercely, and many people screamed hysterically.
Among the twenty-eight remaining Tianjiao evildoers of the Seven Star Sect, there is no figure of Yang Fan at all. They have checked this clearly and confirmed it over and over again. Yang Fan has already been in the mystery of the Falling Demon Spirit. It is impossible. They are still alive in this world, otherwise, how dare they touch the tiger's beard! ! !
It's too late to say, then soon! ! !
A black-clothed young man walked in from outside the chamber, his face was indifferent, his whole body was cold, he was like a peerless killer from Jiuyou Hell, and in an instant, the temperature of the huge discussion hall dropped more than ten degrees. It seems to be plunged into that extremely cold winter, making people tremble from the soul! ! !
"Faner! My Faner..." With an exclamation, Luo Yun's body shook slightly, and the whole person fell backward again.
"Mother!!!" Yang Fan's complexion changed suddenly, turning into a streamer, and his limit broke out. In an instant, he appeared in front of Luo Yun and supported Luo Yun.
"call!!!"
When his spiritual consciousness moved, he found that Luo Yun had only slightly hurt his mind, and it was not a major problem. He couldn't help but breathe out. After taking a middle-grade treasure pill to his mother, Yang Fan's gaze turned and his icy gaze changed. Sweeping the people of the Huang family who were kneeling on the ground, the billowing killing intent was constantly steaming in their hearts.
At the same time, there is still a little bit of fear, if you don't urge Yulong Feizhou with all your strength and rush back in time, the consequences will be unimaginable! ! !
"It's... it's Yang Fan, it's really... It's really Yang Fan..." Although Luo Yun has never seen Yang Fan, Luo Yun's previous performance has undoubtedly confirmed this. The identity of the black-clothed boy, and the terrifying speed, is simply not what an ordinary martial artist can have, "It's over... our Huang family is over... .."
The old man in the yellow shirt looked desperate, and he collapsed directly to the ground. There seemed to be a horrible scene of bloody slaughter all over the door. Peerless evildoers like Yang Fan wanted to deal with their Huang Family. It was a matter of one sentence. Even some of the internal and external disciples of their Huang family in the Seven Star Sect are afraid that they will not escape death! ! !
The weak abide by the rules, the strong make the rules, and the Seven Star Sect’s prohibition against cannibalism restrains ordinary disciples, but it is absolutely impossible to restrain a monster like Yang Fan! ! !
The fifteenth-year-old is number one on the list. As long as he does not fall, he will at least be a top Wuhou in the future. As long as Yang Fan is not rebellious, and doing that rebellious thing, it is impossible for the Seven Star Sect to punish him! ! !
at this time... ... .
"What a Huang family, I want to see if you destroyed our Yang family, or our Yang family bloodbathed your Huang family!!!" Yang Fan's voice was extremely cold, as if the demon god from the nether hell, Long You Ni Lin Zhizhi will die, dare to beat their Yang family's idea, and what's more important is that he even hurt his mother, if he doesn't wash the Huang family full of blood, he will be a son of man! ! !
"No... Don't... My lord, all of this is my fault. It has nothing to do with the family, and it has nothing to do with the family..." The yellow shirt old man begged bitterly, but Knowing that oneself and others will undoubtedly die, but they are ready to fight against this and fight for the family's first line of life! ! !
"Grandpa, these dog things are left to you, don't make them cheap!!!" Yang Fan ignored the pleading of the yellow shirt old man, but turned and said to the old man, daring to hurt his mother and kill him with a single knife. They, it is too cheap for them, only let them taste what it means to survive, not to die, to vent his hatred.
"My dear grandson, don't worry, grandpa knows it!!!" Grandpa Yang nodded lightly. Even if Yang Fan didn't say anything, he wouldn't let them go easily. The scene of the hardship just now can still be vividly remembered, if it was not his own. My dear grandson arrived in time, and the whole family of his Yang family was afraid that they would be slaughtered by them.
next moment... ... .
The old man turned his gaze and looked at the elders. There was a grim face, as if everyone owed him one hundred and a hundred thousand, a skinny old man, he said coldly, "Fourth, these guys will be handed over to you, give me a good Concoct them!!!"
"Patriarch rest assured, the old man will definitely entertain him!!!" A hideous touch was drawn across the skinny old man's face. The four-ethnic old man-Yang Hongye, known as the cold-faced Yan Luo, was the head of the Yang Family Xingtang. Even if the person in his hand does not die, he has to peel off his skin. In Yang's family, his name can even stop a child from crying! ! !
Falling into the hands of this cold-faced Yama, death is definitely an extravagant hope for everyone in the Huang family! ! !
"Ah... No, sir, forgive me, forgive me..."
Everyone in the Huang family begs bitterly. Some resolute people want to break their hearts and liberate themselves. It is better to die than to live. But what makes them desperate is that they don’t know when the internal breath in their bodies is already there. Being banned by others, the enthusiasm in the body is like stagnant water, and it can't be mobilized! ! !
Yang's front yard.
Under the curious eyes of everyone, Yang Fan took out the Dragon Flying Boat! ! !
"Strange? What does Master Fan do? Didn't you mean to take us to Quyang City to find the Huang Family for revenge? Why did you come up with such a model boat?"
The revenge is not overnight. After sending Luo Yun back to Yunfengyuan, Yang Fan was about to go to Quyang City to bloodbath the Huang family to vent his hatred. Hearing that Yang Fan was going to the Huang family for revenge, the father and others immediately yelled. Go together.
These days, under that Huang family's aggressiveness, everyone in the Yang family took a sigh of relief! ! !
Regarding this, Yang Fan did not refuse. The little Huang family is no better than a martial artist. With his protection, he is not afraid of any danger! ! !
Hearing that, Yang Fan did not explain anything, but threw the dragon flying boat in his hand to the ground. A surprising scene appeared. I saw that the dragon flying boat was growing in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a statue that was ten feet long and wide. Five-zhang large boat.
"This... How is this possible..." The magical scene stunned everyone, "Just a model boat with such a big palm, how can it become like this in the blink of an eye? A big ship..."
"This... This mo... Is it the legendary flying boat?" The old man's voice trembled a little. As far as he knew, the flying boat was a legendary treasure, capable of flying for nine days. Traveling tens of thousands of miles, the speed is far beyond the vulgar horses.
"Yes, this is Feizhou!!!" Yang Fan nodded lightly and said, "Well, everyone is on the Feizhou!!!"
"Good! Good! Good! Everyone is on the flying boat, on the flying boat, I didn't expect the old man to be able to sit on the flying boat during his lifetime. God really treats me well..." The old man said three good words in succession. Take the lead and jumped onto the flying boat.
As soon as they got on the flying boat, everyone touched this, touched that in the west, the excitement was indescribable, even as calm as an old man, and like a urchin, touched this and touched that with their hands, this is a legendary treasure. , Even those martial masters are not necessarily able to multiply once.
"Get up!!!" With a movement of spiritual consciousness, the dragon flying boat seemed to be held up by an invisible big hand, and in an instant, it was hundreds of feet above the ground.
"It's flying... It's really flying..."
"It's so high... It's probably over a thousand meters tall, right? Fengyang City looks like a small black spot..."
"Ok... so fast, far from being comparable to ordinary horses!!!"