Ice.

The atmosphere on the field was very strange, and everyone's eyes were on the owner who seemed to have a puzzled voice.

"Why do you have to make dozens of noises before you make a move, and you can directly destroy the Xianlai Sect, wouldn't it be cleaner and neater?"

The person who said this was the young man in the green jade brocade robe beside the Phantom Spirit Fairy.

He looked puzzled: "This is completely superfluous." ”

And the purple-shirted young man, his whole face was blue, he twitched a few times, his hands were clenched and trembling, and the anger in his eyes was about to erupt, indicating that he was on the verge of exploding.

The Phantom Spirit Fairy stood beside Yang Fan, her face was very strange, and she didn't dare to speak.

She was the only one on the field who knew Yang Fan's true identity.

The purple-shirted young man's eyes breathed fire, with infinite killing intent and angry coercion, enveloping the audience, giving people the feeling of being in a hot volcano and out of breath.

Except for the Yuanying High Rank, everyone was frightened and uneasy.

If the Yuanying High Rank in front of him really made a move in anger, I am afraid that the destruction of the entire Immortal Lai Sect would not be able to fill its anger.

"You...... Who the hell is it?"

The purple-shirted young man's pupils contracted, and his anger gradually subsided, replaced by a cold murderous machine.

If the eyes could kill, Yang Fan would probably have been killed by him countless times.

"Brother Yang, it's you ......"

Before Yang Fan could speak, Linghu Xiaoxi, who was not far away, exclaimed, and surprise appeared on his face that was as perfect as Xiayu.

Her eyes were ruddy, tears were in her eyes, and she wept with joy.

"It's him......" The middle-aged man surnamed Sun also saw Yang Fan at this time, and was taken aback, his face was cloudy, but his eyes were more awe and apprehension.

"Although Yang is gone, but Xi'er is still my concubine, this life will not change in the future, I will definitely come to Luoshan Kingdom, during this period, if she has any mistakes, I only ask the three of you. ”

Thirty years ago, the man's words came back to his mind again.

Even after a few decades, the back of the high-level who had been heavily injured by foundation building and cultivation was like a shadow in his mind.

"Xi'er, I'm here to see you. A smile appeared on Yang Fan's face.

Suddenly, the playful expression on his face disappeared, and he looked at Linghu Xiaoxi with care and pity.

Today's Linghu Xiaoxi, although she looks as elegant as a fairy and unattainable, in Yang Fan's eyes, she is still the helpless girl she was at the beginning.

is still his own concubine.

In the dull gaze of everyone, the two flew together and hugged each other.

Smelling the elegant fragrance on the beauty's body, Yang Fan felt that Linghu Xiaoxi's body was much richer than at the beginning, and there was a sense of satisfaction with warm jade and warm fragrance.

Reaching out to wipe away the tears on Linghu Xiaoxiqiao's face, Yang Fan smiled slightly: "I will take you back to Yuyang Kingdom, are you willing?"

Linghu Xiaoxi was stunned, a little incredulous.

"You don't want to?" Yang Fan smiled.

"Willing, willing" Ling Hu Xiaoxi's pretty face bloomed like a flower, "Xi'er will always be your concubine." ”

concubine

Everyone on the field looked stunned and shocked.

On the green island of the Xianlai Sect, there are many young talents, and their faces are desperate and unwilling.

How can it be...... In their eyes, the unattainable Linghu Fairy, who was as perfect as a goddess, turned out to be just someone else's concubine.

So, what was the origin of this man's fall?

"You...... You ......"

The purple-shirted young man's face stiffened, and he looked at Linghu Xiaoxi, who was held in Yang Fan's arms in disbelief.

The perfect fairy that I wanted by any means was someone else's woman.

If it's just a double monk, it's just a double monk, but the perfect fairy in my mind is actually someone's concubine.

This makes him a high-level infant, how can he be embarrassed?

This is no longer as simple as jealousy and unwillingness, but also a heavy blow to self-esteem and face.

His killing intent towards Yang Fan has risen to the level of wanting to eat his flesh and blood and peel his skin and bones.

Even, this killing intent is several times stronger than facing the enemy who killed his father.

"The iron law of the alliance will destroy the Xianlai Sect, including the relevant people. ”

After the purple-shirted young man said this, the killing intent in his eyes flashed like a blade, and a black net appeared in his hand, and after injecting black light, it immediately became larger, expanding the range of dozens of zhang, and there were even more violet purple flames beating on it.

call

The entire black giant net descended from the sky, expanding and growing larger little by little, as if it wanted to cover the entire Xianlai Sect.

The monks on the oasis felt the unstoppable coercion, and the black giant net grew rapidly in their field of vision, overwhelming the world, and there was no way to hide.

The expression of despair and helplessness dilated little by little on their faces.

"Not good"

The sect master surnamed Sun was shocked, and hurriedly opened his mouth and spit out a cyan wooden sword, with green light and flames dancing on it, turning into a trace of residual glow, and slashing into the black net.

Clanging~

As soon as the sparks splashed, the black net was intact, but the purple flame on it "whirred" and devoured it and spread to the cyan wooden sword.

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun snorted, and the green light flame on the cyan wooden sword suddenly dimmed, and he quickly retracted the green light flame.

In the entire Xianlai Sect, only he and Linghu Xiaoxi were high-level Jindan, and the rest of the people couldn't even think of resisting.

The huge black net of beating purple flames, like the shadow of death, expanded rapidly in their field of vision, overwhelmingly oppressive and gloomy, making their bodies tremble and stiffen.

"Big brother, run" Ling Hu Xiaoxi exclaimed, pushed Yang Fan away, sacrificed a magic weapon himself, and was ready to resist.

"Stop" The Phantom Fairy spoke almost at the same time, wanting to stop the purple-shirted youth's movements.

With a little worry on her face, she wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Moreover, although she and the purple-shirted young man both belonged to the seven sects of the Jin Kingdom, they were not from the same sect, and most of the other party would not listen to their persuasion.

"Xi'er, when did you suddenly want to protect your eldest brother with your own strength?"

Yang Fan smiled lightly.

Linghu Xiaoxi only felt a flicker in front of her, and Yang Fan reached out and grabbed her crystal wrist.

"Big brother, ......" made Hu Xiaoxi anxious, seeing that the overwhelming black net was about to shroud her head.

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun was frightened, hugged his head, and ran down.

Yang Fan sneered, and didn't see what magic weapon he was using, but slowly stretched out a hand and grabbed it towards the black giant net.

One hand...... Does he really want to use his flesh and blood to shake the terrifying black net that burns purple flames?

The young man in the purple shirt was secretly happy in his heart, and his face showed an idiot-like smile.

This "black net" is a seven-grade magic weapon, which is refined from rare materials such as black and silk.

Moreover, this black Luo net was attached to the "Purple Demon Fire" that he had cultivated for hundreds of years, and it was extremely powerful.

If the idle magic weapon resists the black net, it will definitely be counterattacked by the "Purple Demon Fire", which will hurt the soul of the monk, let alone resist it with flesh and blood.

The phantom fairy was also stunned, but he didn't expect Yang Fan to reach out and grab the black giant net.

Even if she knew that the other party's strength was unfathomable, and she had killed the Yuanying Great Cultivator by luck, it was impossible to do this.

Poof~~

said that it was too late, and then quickly, Yang Fan's hand turned into an afterimage, and to put it lightly, he grabbed the black net.

"Boom ......"

The purple flame on the black net pulsed, struggling and whining in his hands.

I saw that Yang Fan's hand flickered with earthy yellow crystals, and the crystals were actually petrified, becoming hard and indestructible.

As for the "Purple Demon Fire" that spread, after it spread to Yang Fan's hands, it withered like a flower.

Swish~~

The purple-shirted young man's whole face turned pale for a moment, and the smile and mockery on his face suddenly hardened, and then his pupils showed deep fear.

It was not only the "Purple Demon Fire" that withered, but even his body also aged, and a few wrinkles immediately appeared on his face.

Smack

After Yang Fan grabbed the "Black Net", he waved violently, and everyone on the three-color cloud only felt a black shadow cover.

"Not good"

The phantom fairy and the others' faces changed, and they hurriedly used defensive means.

The young man in the purple shirt shuddered for a moment, his face was pale and colorless, and there were some more wrinkles.

The black net was used as a hood, his eyes flashed, and the magic in his hand changed, and the huge black net immediately shrank, and he was caught in his hand.

"Phantom fairy, this person is terrible, don't hurry up and unite with me to deal with him. ”

The purple-shirted young man panicked, extremely jealous of Yang Fan's strength, and hurriedly retreated with the Phantom Spirit Fairy.

"What are you still fighting, get out quickly"

The Phantom Fairy gave him an angry look, and then ordered the monks of his sect to retreat.

What the

The attitude of the Phantom Spirit Fairy made the purple-shirted young man angry, and he sneered and mocked: "It's just an early stage monk, you and I are enough to deal with it together, why do you want to run?"

"Hmph, if you want to die, you go yourself. ”

After the phantom fairy divine consciousness was transmitted, he led the sect monks to escape.

Who the hell is he?

Suddenly, the young man in the purple shirt realized that he had overlooked a very important matter.

The phantom fairy seemed to know the identity and origin of the other party, but she didn't even have the courage to fight, so she ran away decisively.

Even an ordinary monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant did not have such a deterrent power.

"Want to run, don't even think about getting out of the way today. ”

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth showed a hint of banter and narrowness.

Scorna –

The green light marks under his feet trembled, turning into an afterimage, and suddenly closing the distance.

Even if he didn't use the acceleration magic weapon, his speed was faster than that of the early Yuan Infant cultivator.

After a few breaths, he flew up to the sky above everyone.

"Run"

The purple-shirted young man hesitated for a moment, then ran away decisively.

With the hand that Yang Fan showed just now, it was definitely not something that he could deal with alone.

Smack

A fan composed of golden feather handles suddenly appeared in Yang Fan's hand.

In this golden feather fan, there was an oppression and deterrence of the aura of a divine beast, and the creatures in an area felt the terrifying aura.

"That's ...... Peng Feather Fan"

The Phantom Fairy's divine sense noticed Yang Fan's movements, and his eyes were full of horror.

Pola~~

The Peng feather fan in Yang Fan's hand suddenly waved, and a powerful and unstoppable hurricane suddenly raged for several miles, the sky and the earth changed color, and the clouds scattered violently, and it was dark for a moment.

The hurricane was so fierce that it could tear through iron and gold, and everything in its path was wrenched into pieces.

Dozens of monks from the Seven Sects of the Jin Kingdom were swept away by a hurricane like fallen leaves.