"And what about the poor road?"

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads.

The next moment, a hundred meters away from the east, a veteran figure appeared out of thin air.

Wearing a seven-star crown, wearing a dark color robe, crane bones are loose, the face is like an ancient moon, the beard is like a halberd, and he looks like a fairy wind and bones.

And the momentum that bloomed on his body was not weaker than Mu Yunfeng, the head of Huashan, and it was faintly better.

There is no doubt that this is another peerless powerhouse at the pinnacle of the realm.

Among the disciples of the Sun family, some people couldn't help but shout:

"Oh my God! This is the Quanzhen Dao Sect of Zhongnan Mountain-Danyangzi!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan's face changed slightly, but he didn't expect another martial arts celebrity to come to help.

Zhongnan Mountain is located in Xijing City, is a section of the Qinling Mountains, is the birthplace of the Chinese "Taoist Culture", known as the "immortal capital", "the crown of the cave", "the world's first blessed land" reputation.

Quanzhen Dao, the heir of Taishang Laojun's legacy, Bingdonghua Emperor's teaching, Chengzhengyang Emperor Zhong Liquan, Chunyang Emperor Lu Dongbin's two ancestors preached, opened in Chongyang Quanzhen Kaihua Fuji Emperor - Wang Chongyang, and was regarded as "Taishang Xuanmen Authentic" by the world.

In the entire Daomen, the status is extremely revered.

In addition, the cultivation method of the Quanzhen Dao is also very special, focusing on the inner dan, advocating the dual cultivation of life, first cultivating nature, then cultivating life, removing lust and desire, and seeing the Tao clearly.

All the monks of the Quanzhen School will use a special technique to condense a special kind of inner pill in the lower abdomen dantian, which is called "Jindan".

Of course, this "Jindan" is completely different from the Jindan realm in the fairy world.

The golden one is a strong and eternal thing, and the Dan one is a perfect and pure thing. The ancients borrowed the name of "Jindan" to metaphorize the nature of the true spirit.

This nature is called Taiji in Confucianism, Yuanjue in interpretation, and Jindan in Taoism.

Confucianism is holy, Buddha is Buddha, and Taoism is immortal.

This Danyangzi in front of him can become the head of the Quanzhen Dao, an extraordinary world, and he is only one step away from the realm of heaven.

At this moment, the menacing Danyangzi, together with Mu Yunfeng, attacked Ye Fan back and forth, locking his qi machine, as if he was about to perform a thunderous blow in the next moment.

Seeing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:

"The head of the Huashan faction, coupled with the head of the Quanzhen Dao sect, even in the ancient martial arts world, is a well-known master......! The thousand-year-old heritage of the Sun family, the king of medicine, is really extraordinary, and two strong men can be summoned to help in such a short period of time!"

Hearing this, Mu Yunfeng and Danyangzi thought that Ye Fan was scared when they heard their name.

The eyebrows of the two couldn't help revealing a look of pride and pride.

"But—"

Suddenly, Ye Fan changed his words, held his head high, and said proudly: "Even if the two of you join forces, you are still not my opponent! To be more precise, if you want to be my enemy, it is like a mantis arm as a car, a grasshopper shaking a tree, and you can't do anything!"

……

"Boom!"

Ye Fan's words were like a bombshell smashing into the calm water, stirring up a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the field.

"Vertical arrogance!"

Mu Yunfeng burst out with a low drink, his chest rose and fell, as if there was a monstrous anger surging in it, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Boy, I have to admit that you do have some ability to put the Sun family in a desperate situation! But you are too young, if it is another ten years, we may not be your opponents, and we can only retreat! But now...... I'll join forces with the Danyang Zizhang Sect, and it's as easy as killing you!"

As he spoke, he jerked his sword out of its sheath.

"Boom!"

A high-pitched sword roared like a flood bell and a big Lu, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

The next moment, a three-foot Qingfeng appeared in Mu Yunfeng's hand, the sword body was narrow and long, the blade was straight, dust-free, the shape was simple and elegant, and the sharp and sharp meaning came out through the blade.

"The name of the sword - Canglang!

As soon as the words fell, Mu Yunfeng didn't wait for Ye Fan to react at all, and raised his sword, as fast as thunder, with unparalleled momentum.

Huashan faction, is a well-known family in the rivers and lakes, its swordsmanship has been tempered by the masters of the past dynasties, exquisite, most of the sword moves originate from the word "strange" and "dangerous" in Huashan, the moves everywhere reveal the artistic conception of "just in line with the odd victory, seek victory in danger", the strange pull out of the show, the power is huge, and it is easy to kill people.

And now, as soon as Mu Yunfeng made a move, he used the most tricky and vicious deadly serial sword in Huashan's swordsmanship.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

For a while, the sword intent was agitated, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The Canglang Sword carried the killing intent of silence and attacked all the key points on Ye Fan's body.

Once glued, the Canglang Sword will be like a bone appendage, a deadly move, and can slice enemies to pieces in an instant.

However, looking at this extremely vicious sword move, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear, took root under his feet, did not move at all, and did not have any intention of dodging.

Seeing him so big, Mu Yunfeng's heart suddenly burned with rage, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Stinky boy, are you looking down on me!!?

At the same time, the internal strength in Mu Yunfeng's dantian was surging like a volcanic eruption, injecting into this sword, tearing apart the surrounding air.

The sharp tip of the sword, which was enough to split the mountain and crack the stone, stabbed Ye Fan's eyebrows.

However, as Mu Yunfeng expected, there was no scene of a long sword piercing through the skull.

"Boom!"

The sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded.

"Boom!"

A force of anti-shock, coming from the Canglang Sword, Mu Yunfeng was so shocked that he retreated seven or eight steps in a row before he could barely stand firm, his right hand twitched, and he almost couldn't hold the long sword steadily.

On the other hand, Ye Fan was still standing in place, his forehead was intact, not to mention the wounds, not even shallow white marks were left.

……

This incredible scene had an unprecedented visual impact on everyone in the venue.

Shock!

Unbeatable shock!

It's hard to put into words what it feels like.

Mu Yunfeng, who was the person concerned, set off a monstrous wave in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help it.

He naturally knew best about the power of Fang Cai's sword, even if it was a true heavenly powerhouse, it was impossible to shake it with his physical body.

But Ye Fan in front of him did it, and this was about to peak his worldview.

After more than half a minute, Mu Yunfeng came back to his senses from the shock and stammered:

"The body is sanctified, King Kong is not bad, only the legendary living Buddha of the Western Regions has such magical powers!

Hearing this question, Ye Fan shrugged his shoulders with an expression full of indifference, but did not answer his question.

The Heavenly Overlord Body is the most mysterious holy body in the world, and even Beichen Immortal Venerable Wei Lao was amazed.

Ye Fan not only cultivated the Cangtian Overlord Body to the second level, but before in the Diancang Mountain, Dongfang Mingyue even gave him the phoenix essence blood.

In this way, Ye Fan's body has the power of the phoenix's nirvana, and the strength of his physical body is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even if it is a peak powerhouse holding a divine weapon, it is difficult to hurt him in the slightest.

But in the eyes of outsiders, such steel and iron bones are too demonic, and they are no different from hanging up.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Suddenly, Mu Yunfeng let out a roar, his eyes were about to split, as if he didn't believe in evil, he raised his sword again, and slashed at Ye Fan frantically.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng !!"

In a few breaths, he actually slashed out hundreds of swords, like mercury pouring on the ground, impermeable to the wind, and each sword contained twelve percent of internal strength.

Even if it is a small mountain, I am afraid it has turned to powder and no longer exists.

However, in the face of such indiscriminate bombardment, Ye Fan was like an optimus pillar, standing proudly in the world, unmoved, unscathed.

After another half a minute, Mu Yunfeng's body retreated dozens of meters, and the strong force of the shock shook the tiger's mouth where he held the sword open, and red blood gushed out.

Ye Fan yawned casually, as if he had just been bitten by a mosquito, and said lightly: "It's really boring......! Have you had enough?"

"You !!"

Faced with this questioning, Mu Yunfeng was shocked and angry, and he was speechless for a while.

Suddenly, Ye Fan restrained his relaxed expression, his expression changed, and his eyes bloomed with a sharp light, like a domineering king, and said in a thunderous voice:

"If you've had enough, then it's my turn!"

"Heaven doesn't give birth to me Ye Beichen, martial arts are as long as night!"