"Broken?"

When a disciple who was transmitting spiritual power to the Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array found that his spiritual power could no longer be transmitted, he suddenly looked up at the sky and exclaimed.

The sky, the starlight in the sky, is constantly dissipating.

It was the vision that the sect master had told them before, once the formation was broken, they would flee immediately, otherwise, they would be attacked by this formation.

Sure enough, before this disciple could leave the star position, a starlight power poured out and hit him, and in an instant, like an electric shock, this disciple's whole body trembled, and he died on the spot.

This scene is constantly staged in the Zhou Tian Star Array.

In the middle of the array, Yang Fan looked at Ye Yangsheng's Yuan Ying with a silent expression.

"You, who the hell are you?"

Ye Yangsheng's Yuan Ying asked.

"I'm Yang Fan, a disciple of the True Martial Sect. ”

Yang Fan replied lightly.

Hearing this, Ye Yangsheng Yuanying was incredulous, "No, you can never be a disciple of the True Martial Sect, and it is impossible for the True Martial Sect to have a disciple as powerful as you, I don't believe it!"

"If I wasn't a disciple of the True Martial Sect, how could the hundreds of disciples you sent to the True Martial Sect, the Seven Great Elders, die?"

Yang Fan asked rhetorically.

Ye Yangsheng was stunned, he always thought that the battle of the True Martial Sect, the death of the disciples, and the fall of the Seven Great Elders were the great killing moves of the True Martial Sect, otherwise, it would be impossible for him and the Supreme Elder Ye Feiyang to get there, but the True Martial Sect let go of everything and fled.

But now, he thought of that time, and he and the others were also like just now, by an inexplicable heavenly might. From mid-air, directly pressed down. I can't help but understand something.

A baby-like face, with a dejected expression: "I see." I see, it's really self-inflicted!"

"How did you tell if I wasn't Zhang Feng?"

Suddenly, Yang Fan remembered something and asked.

Ye Yangsheng smiled, and smiled very bitterly: "In the past half a year, my Spirit Sword Sect has suffered heavy losses, as the sect master, how can I not blame myself? Zhang Feng, the inner disciple of the Fifth Elder. Simple by nature, withdrawn, died in the battle of Zhenwumen, Wang Tao, a true disciple of the Nine Elders, with an arrogant personality, good at September serial swordsmanship, died in the battle of Zhenwumen, Zhang Han. The inner disciples of the Seven Elders' seat ......"

With this thought, Ye Yangsheng actually read out the lives, personalities, and status of dozens of disciples.

Apparently. He kept these disciples in his heart and never forgot them.

Yang Fan sighed: "I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place? If you don't plot against the True Martial Sect." If you don't provoke me, how can you have today's disaster?"

"Not bad. It's all self-inflicted by my Spirit Sword Sect!"

Ye Yangsheng laughed wildly, after laughing. He looked at Yang Fan: "You killed the Spirit Sword Sect, although you avenged the destruction of the sect, but do you know that my Spirit Sword Sect has no grudge against the True Martial Sect, why do you want to destroy the True Martial Sect?"

"It's the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect issued an immortal and demon order to destroy the world's martial arts, and all of this has been laid out thousands of years ago, if you want to live, it's useless to destroy our Spirit Sword Sect, if you want to destroy it, you have to destroy the Heavenly Sword Sect, otherwise, you can't live as a martial artist." ”

"I know, I also understand what you mean, in the future, one day, I will set foot on the Heavenly Sword Sect, so you can rest in peace. ”

Yang Fan exhaled, the god and demon pillar in his body trembled again, and Ye Yangsheng's Yuan Infant was squeezed out of shape in an instant, and fell from mid-air.

Yang Fan pressed his hands on it, and the Infant Deterrence Dafa was activated, and Ye Yangsheng's Yuan Ying instantly entered his body, entered the sea of knowledge, and was trapped on the god and demon pillar.

Then, Lilith in her left arm also flew out, and her figure, in an instant, turned into countless blood threads and flew in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan's heart moved, and his body rose vertically.

"It seems that the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect have all been counterattacked. ”

His heart sank slightly, and he saw a stream of light rushing towards the eye of the array, and it was none other than the Elder Lin who had asked him to send the spirit stone over.

When Elder Lin arrived at the formation, he first saw Ye Yangsheng's corpse, his face changed greatly, and then he saw Yang Fan standing there, silently moving, and his heart was suddenly furious.

"Zhang Feng, what's going on?"

Hearing Elder Lin's question, Yang Fan didn't answer, but just walked towards him.

At this time, Elder Lin saw the blood line that Lilith had turned into, and his face changed greatly: "You took refuge in the Demon Gate?"

Yang Fan still didn't speak, he was already an enemy of life and death in front of him, so what was the use of talking nonsense?

But Yang Fan's attitude made Elder Lin only feel a wave of anger rushing towards the heavenly spirit, roaring, his eyes were red, and a sword light attacked Yang Fan.

Yang Fan flashed casually and dodged over.

Then, pounced on Elder Lin, Yang Fan wanted to use his own strength to bombard this Elder Lin.

He wanted to use the Divine Demon Pillar to kill Ye Yangsheng because of a carelessness, Ye Yangsheng could use a large array to bombard himself, but this Elder Lin, although he was in the Yuan Infant Stage, Yang Fan was not afraid.

Moreover, Yang Fan felt that although he had a big killing weapon like the Divine Demon Pillar, this Divine Demon Pillar consumed too much power of the Divine Soul, and if it was used frequently, it would not only damage the Divine Soul, but also be of no benefit to his cultivation path.

Therefore, unless he encounters a strong enemy that he cannot resist, Yang Fan feels that he should face the enemy head-on, rather than using this god and demon pillar as a means.

Whether he is pedantic or stubborn, Yang Fan clearly knows that the more powerful the power, the more powerful the heart needs to control, otherwise, it is easy to be fascinated by the power, and even be eaten by the power.

Just like this Zhou Tianxingchen Killing Array, once launched, it can trap and kill Mahayana monks, but once it gets out of control, three thousand disciples will turn into hell souls.

"Martial Cultivation?"

Seeing the shadow of Yang Fan's dancing fist, Elder Lin was slightly stunned.

He always thought that this Zhang Feng should have taken refuge in the Demon Gate to do this kind of thing.

But he didn't expect that he was actually a martial cultivator, so it seemed that he was afraid that he would lose his eyes, and the young man in front of him was not a disciple of his Spirit Sword Sect at all.

Thinking of this, Elder Lin felt a pain in his heart.

It was he who ruined the entire Spirit Sword Sect.

Immediately, Elder Lin had desperate thoughts in his heart.

He actually ignored the shadow of the fist in the sky, commanded the spirit sword that broke through the sky to return, and stabbed at Yang Fan at the extreme speed like a lightning speed.

This stab, if Yang Fan didn't dodge, he would inevitably be hit, and of course, Elder Lin would also be hit by Yang Fan's fist and lose his body.

"This son will inevitably hide. ”

In the depths of his mind, he thought so, because this was obviously a very cost-effective comparison, if he lost his physical body, he could still regain it, but this kid in front of him, once he was stabbed by his spirit sword, he would pierce his heart, and he would not be able to live at all.

But the next scene shocked him.

Yang Fan didn't hide, and he didn't even intend to use the black light armor he wore on his body, so he took this sword alive, and at the same time, a punch shattered Elder Lin's body.

The power of 60,000 catties is condensed in a fist, and its power is really unimaginable to ordinary people, the sharp sound of breaking the air, the endless air turbulence, and even the surrounding aura are automatically covered on his fist, blessing the power of Yang Fan's fist.

Such a punch was even more powerful than the previous blow that Yang Fan had done to kill Ye Yangsheng.

"How is that possible?"

The vitality of the physical body was annihilated, and only Elder Lin, who was left with the Yuan Infant, looked at Yang Fan who still had the spirit sword on his back in a daze, and was speechless at all.

"Nothing is impossible, your spiritual power, I am not afraid at all, a flying sword with a high-grade spiritual weapon cannot pierce my heart. ”

Yang Fan said, stretched out his hand and pulled out the spirit sword that had been stained with the bloody qi in his body, and said lightly.

"Haha, Immortal Demon Order, haha, lowly martial arts cultivators, should really let everyone see, especially those immortals who are high up and think they are superior, it's a pity that ......"

Speaking of this, Elder Lin didn't say any more, just looked at Yang Fan and smiled.

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, because he saw that Elder Lin's transparent body was constantly gathering dazzling light in his lower abdomen, he, he was going to blow himself up! (To be continued......)