"Huh!"

The Xuanhuang Whip shot out, pulling out a refined Changhong in mid-air, chasing the wind and lightning, and swept towards the eight silver armor guards with a devastating momentum.

Under Ye Fan's urging, there were eighty-four runes on the whip, and the light was magnificent, and all kinds of tadpole texts flew out, which was extraordinary.

It seems that the gods and Buddhas above the nine heavens and the Shura under the nine shadows can't resist this whip.

These silver armor guards are the elite of the elite, with rich experience in actual combat, and have the sensitivity to danger before the autumn wind moves.

In an instant, they felt an unprecedented threat of death, their hairs stood on end, a piercing chill spread all over their bodies, and their souls trembled and were terrified.

They never expected that Ye Fan, who looked inconspicuous, would be so powerful as soon as he made a move.

"Phew!"

At the last moment, several people bit the tip of their tongues, forced themselves to come back to their senses with heavy drinking, and hurriedly put away their swords to block, wanting to protect their vital parts.

The next moment, the whip was thrown on the blade of the sword.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang !!"

Eight sharp swords shattered in response.

The long whip was castrated, and the sound of the armor of the eight people was slammed, making a piercing whipping sound.

An overwhelming energy surged out like a volcanic eruption, and it was unstoppable.

The eight silver armor guards were powerless, as if they had been hit by a mammoth beast running wildly, and flew dozens of meters backwards before falling heavily to the ground, without even screaming, and fainted in front of them.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang's pupils contracted violently, and although he was forced to calm down, the twitching muscles at the corners of his eyes and the beating green tendons on his forehead still "betrayed" the monstrous waves in his heart.

Regarding the strength of the Silver Armor Guard, Zhang Yang naturally couldn't be clearer.

Pick out any one and fight alone, and you can defeat several strong people in the same realm.

With the combined forces of these eight people, even in the face of a hundred enemies, they are not afraid at all, and they can rush and kill several back and forth.

The eight-armed Arhat who had the strength of the realm just now was directly killed by them in seconds.

Who knew that now, they were also killed in seconds, but the object became these eight silver armor guards.

If those warriors were present before, I am afraid that they would be shocked.

On the other side, although Ye Fan was silent on the surface, he was also extremely surprised in his heart.

You must know that he didn't use much internal strength before, and with the power of a whip at will, he could cut off several Xuan Realm powerhouses.

But against the whip of the Silver Armor Guards, he had already injected several internal strengths, but it only made these Silver Armor Guards faint.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fan figured out the reason, it should be the Mithril armor they were wearing, which dissolved most of the power.

It can be seen that this Mithril armor is really a rare treasure, and if it is auctioned in an auction, it will definitely fetch a sky-high price.

However, this Mithril armor is labeled as the Zhang family, and no matter how much other strong people covet it, they don't dare to buy it blatantly, which will only bring disaster to themselves.

......

At this moment, Zhang Yang looked directly at Ye Fan, angry at Ling Tian.

And Ye Fan also glanced at him.

"Sting!"

"Sting!"

The eyes of the two were intertwined in mid-air, invisible electric sparks flickered, and the air seemed to be filled with a thick smell of gunsmoke.

As the saying goes, heroes cherish heroes!

Zhang Yang, as the second son of the Zhang family, can be regarded as the proud son of the sky, and in terms of qualifications, muscles, physique, and understanding, he is not inferior to the heirs of the hidden sect.

Because of this, he has always been above the top, and he has no interest in ordinary martial artists at all.

Only an opponent who is equal and evenly matched can stimulate his fighting spirit.

And now, he was obviously interested in Ye Fan, and said, "Boy, I really didn't expect you to have such strength, but Ben Shao underestimated you!"

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, the old man next to him had his eyes lit up, and he looked back and forth at the whip in Ye Fan's hand, his eyes were hot, as if he was admiring the naked peerless beauty.

"Great Elder, what's wrong?" Zhang Yang asked.

Hearing this title, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that this old man would be the great elder of the Zhang family.

At the beginning of the Diancang Mountain, Ye Fan not only killed the Zhang family's arrogance, but also severely injured an elder of the Zhang family, and finally let him return to the Zhang family to report the news.

However, the Great Elder in front of him was much stronger than that Elder's strength.

Now Ye Fan's strength has skyrocketed a lot compared to the beginning, and he can still feel the strong pressure.

Obviously, this Great Elder is a Heavenly Powerhouse!

"Young master, if the old man is not mistaken, the magic weapon in this son's hand should be the treasure of the Maoshan faction - the whip of the gods!"

"Oh...... So, this kid is from the Maoshan faction?"

As he spoke, Zhang Mad shook his head again, with a disappointed face, and said to himself: "I thought that I had met an opponent of equal strength and made it for a long time, just relying on the benefits of the magic weapon, which was really disappointing!"

Obviously, he thought that Ye Fan was able to defeat the eight Silver Armor Guards by relying on the divine power of the Divine Whip.

The next moment, Zhang Yang held his head high, looked at Ye Fan condescendingly, and said arrogantly: "Boy, don't do fearless struggles, quickly offer the whip of the gods, and then apologize for your crimes, and you can leave a whole corpse!"

Between the lines, it is full of domineering and outstanding meaning, and does not give any possibility of resistance.

However, Ye Fan still stood proudly, his expression was indifferent, he didn't even look at Zhang Yang, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, and said lightly: "Where did the flies come from, buzzing in my ears......"

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and it took a few seconds before he reacted, Ye Fan actually compared him to a fly.

With his status, he is a guest wherever he goes, so how could he ever be insulted like this?

"Boom!"

A raging fire suddenly rushed to his chest, as if it was about to burn all the blood.

Zhang Yang's eyes were red, his hair stood on end, and he said viciously: "Boy, you are killing yourself!!

"Kill yourself?!"

Ye Fan repeated, and the momentum on his body suddenly skyrocketed, looking at the world and standing out from the crowd, and burst into a burst of heroic laughter:

"Aha...... The world is so big, who can give me death?"

......

Ye Fan's voice contained his own unparalleled martial arts will, like a thunderstorm rolling in the Nine Heavens, and the entire Cloud Mountain seemed to be shaken.

"What a big breath! Boy, since you are looking for death, Ben Shao will fulfill you!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yang's figure skyrocketed, as if shrinking into inches, and appeared in front of Ye Fan in an instant, which was obviously the most clever way to act.

Although his martial arts realm is only at the peak of the Xuan Realm, as the young master of the Zhang family, he has been tempered by the treasures of heaven and earth since he was a child, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a strong person in the realm.

Coupled with all kinds of magical powers, even if a strong person in the realm meets him, he will suffer a big loss or even defeat if he is not careful.

At this moment, Zhang Yang was angry, without any mercy from his subordinates, his right fist slammed out, exhaled like an arrow and shouted:

"Prison King Fist!"

The majestic and devastating fist momentum was like three mountains and five mountains falling from the sky, pressing towards Ye Fan.

The Prison King Fist is one of the most mysterious exercises of the Zhang family, and only the disciples of the descendant line are qualified to practice.

Its essence lies in the word "town"!

A punch is blasted out, carrying the domineering spirit that crushes everything, it can tear the blue sky and shatter the earth, if such a magical power is put on the battlefield, it will be ten thousand enemies.

It is rumored that when he has reached the realm of Dacheng, he can even suppress the thousands of powerful ghosts in the eighteenth layer of hell, causing them to turn into powder and disappear in an instant.

Zhang Yang is confident that with his punch, he can easily kill Ye Fan, and he can't even find the bones and slag.

His fist momentum had completely enveloped Ye Fan's qi, making him have nothing to hide.

At the last moment, Ye Fan was not only not afraid, but also had a playful smile in his eyes, like a scheming hunter, finally waiting for the prey to take the bait.

The next moment, Ye Fan's wrist flicked, and ten percent of his internal strength was injected into the whip.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, the whip shot out.

Fast!

Too fast!

It was already fast before, but compared to now, it's like the difference between Santana and Ferrari, it's completely different.

Zhang Yang's pupils contracted violently into a pin-like shape, never expected that Ye Fan had been hiding his strength, and he was obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

But now that he is using the Prison King Fist, the new force is not alive and the old force is old, and he has no time to defend at all, so he can only watch the whip get closer and closer.

Finally, the spell on the whip flew out, causing the flamboyant fist to disappear in an instant, and then slammed it on his face.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Two piercing crisp sounds rang out at once.

Immediately afterwards, on Zhang Yang's cheeks, two crossed whip marks appeared, running through the entire face.

It's like someone using a red marker pen to draw a big cross on their face, which is particularly eye-catching.

It's really - slap in the face!