Yang Fan supported the ground with both hands, and tremblingly got up from the ground, suddenly his complexion turned red, and with a wow, he vomited a large mouthful of blood.
"Cough.. Cough... It's a big trick. The method is really unpredictable. I almost fell into the hands of your old fellow..." Yang Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling a lingering fear in his heart. Dao, if it weren’t for swallowing the sky and devouring the earth, Dafa would be too bad for the sky. In addition to improving his bloodline cultivation, it also strengthened his physical body, making his physical body more powerful than many ninth-level beasts. And, otherwise, he is afraid that he will really fall under this wooden pile of Dafa today. Even so, he has suffered serious internal injuries! ! !
"No...Impossible, it's not true, it's not true, no one can force me to eat a wooden stake without death, hallucinations, this must be an illusion..." Ma Yuanwu shouted hoarsely , If you are mad, can’t believe it, really can’t believe it, Stake Dafa is his strongest killer move, condensing his lifelong skill to kill him. The horror of the power contained in it is almost five thousand dings of great power, that is Those nine-fold celestial body cultivation that specializes in the physical body, under his ultimate blow, only the qi that comes out, not the life of the qi! ! !
"Old guy, you didn't kill me, it was you who died!!!" Yang Fan's mouth curled up, and a trace of cruelty appeared. With a step, he approached Ma Yuanwu step by step, with unlimited murder! ! !
"You... What do you want..." Ma Yuanwu took a step back involuntarily, like a little girl who was forced into an alley and was about to be used by others, panicked, with a big stake. Once the law came out, either the enemy would die or I would die. Today, his internal body is exhausted and his physical strength is exhausted. He is not much stronger than a declining old man. Anyone who has a great heavenly warrior can kill him! ! !
"Why? Of course it's to send you on the road!!!" Yang Fan looked down at Ma Yuanwu from a condescending position, with a trace of cat and mouse on his face.
"You... don't mess around, don't leave the blood spirit grass old man, don't leave the old man..." Ma Yuanwu continued to step back, his voice trembling slightly.
"I want me to let you go if I don't want it. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world!!!"
"Shounen Lang, you... Don't deceive people too much, stay on the sidelines for everything, so you can see each other..." Suddenly, Ma Yuanwu seemed to think of something and said loudly, "My great-grandson is you Ma Wenlong, one of the top ten disciples of the Tianquan family of the Seven Stars, ranked 18th, if you dare to hurt the old man, my great-grandson will not let you go..."
This is the most prestigious list of the Outer Sect of the Seven Star Sect. There are a total of 108 seats on it. It lists the strongest one hundred and eighth disciples of the Seven Star Sect’s Seven Peaks and tens of thousands of Outer Sect disciples, each of which is young. A generation of top geniuses, as long as they don’t fall halfway, they have the ability to condense their spiritual bones and advance to the core before the age of thirty. Like Tang Feiyu, who fell in the hands of Yang Fan before, is a strong person on the list, but the ranking is somewhat low. Can be squeezed into the top 100 list, ranked 98th! ! !
And the strong people ranked in the top 20 are all geniuses among the geniuses. Their talents are outstanding. Compared with the third person in the Kaiyang line, Yun Feiyang, they are all surpassed and inferior, just a few. The outside chief would sell them a bit of thin face, and didn't dare to offend them at will.
"Ma Wenlong, the eighteenth in the ranking? Are you threatening me with him?" Yang Fan stopped slightly, and looked at Ma Yuanwu with a little playfulness.
"Young man, the old man is not threatening you, but as the saying goes, it is easy to get acquainted with friends, and it is better to have multiple friends than multiple enemies!!!" That said, but Chong Ma Yuanwu is noble. With the head raised, it is not difficult to see what he meant.
If it is another outer disciple, at this moment, looking at Ma Wenlong’s face, I can’t say that I can’t stop here. Let’s spare Ma Yuanwu’s life, but it’s a pity that he meets Yang Fan, who has just been promoted to the outer sect. The Big Three-Yunfeiyang's Lord! ! !
You must know that although Yun Feiyang's ranking on the people list is not as good as that of Ma Wenlong, it is not far behind, occupying the 28th place on the people list! ! !
But seeing Yang Fan's face turned cold, he said, "Today I'm going to have a vengeance. I want to see how Ma Wenlong can stand me!!!"
"Shao...Shoun Lang, it's hard for you... Is it true that you want to be an enemy of my dear grandson?" Ma Yuanwu shivered, a bit sternly.
"A mere eighteenth person on the list, even if it is an enemy?" Yang Fan smiled disdainfully, now he vaguely has the power to overwhelm the clouds, once he refines the blood spirit grass, his combat power will surely increase There was a qualitative breakthrough. At that time, the entire Seven Star Sect Outer Sect Seven Meridians, except for the top ten, was afraid that no one would be his opponent. It would be okay for Ma Wenlong not to seek revenge from himself. I really don’t know what is good or bad, he Must teach him how to behave! ! !
"You... don't make mistakes, my dear grandson... But a peerless genius with a bloodline of the eighth rank... If you are an enemy, then It’s the way to die..."
"Haha, this is not enough for you to worry about it, okay! Obediently prepare to go on the road!!!" With a noncommittal smile, Yang Fan's figure moved and appeared in front of Ma Yuanwu, raising his right hand high! ! !
"No... No, don't kill me..." Ma Yuanwu convulsed, his knees softened, and he knelt down, crying, "Everything is the fault of the old man, the old man is not If you dare to fight for your idea of blood spirit grass, the old man is a lot of age, and he hasn't been alive for a few years. You can be merciful and spare the old man his life. As long as you let me go, the old man can collect his life. Here you are... "
The older people are, the more they are afraid of death. Sometimes these words are not wrong at all. I don't want to die. Ma Yuanwu really doesn't want to die! ! !
"Noisy!!!" A touch of disgust was flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and his body was surging, and he was shocked with a palm of his hand. The wind swept through the clouds and beat that Ma Yuanwu into meat sauce! ! !
"Uh, it's a bit impulsive!!!"
Seeing the flesh and blood everywhere, a trace of regret flashed on Yang Fan's face. Ma Yuanwu was a Nine Great Perfectionist, even if his bloodline was low and the latitude and longitude were quasi-Rank eight bloodlines, it would have swallowed him, and it was enough to make his cultivation go further. .
But soon, Yang Fan's attention was attracted by the green light in the stump's broken arm. It was the small Qiankun bag that Ma Yuanwu carried with him.
"Hehe..." Yang Fan licked his lips, reached out and picked up the small universe bag, then dragged his wounded body and disappeared into the dense forest in front.
Half an hour later, a group of powerful figures appeared in front of the stump and broken arm. None of these people were weak, and they had the cultivation base of the seventh heaven at the last time. Among them, there were many masters of the eight heavens, and even a strong figure of the nine heavens. .
"Ah! Father..." Looking at the fairly complete head of Ma Yuanwu, the only nine-layered heavenly warrior immediately burst out with a heart-piercing scream, "Who is it!" Who the hell is it! You are so cruel to you... Ah! This hatred is not shared, it is hard to wash with all the water from all corners of the world!!!"