"You're dead!"

Lin Langtian's whole body was shrouded in endless golden feathers, and his figure was uncertain, as if he was in another space, so that Yang Fan couldn't hold his body for a while, and he escaped.

However, Lin Langtian did not take the opportunity to run away, but looked at Yang Fan triumphantly, and the golden feather on his body was about to take shape in an instant and stab at him.

"Really?"

Yang Fan suddenly sneered.

Although these sharp golden feathers are like sharp golden swords, exuding a deadly aura, people can know at a glance that this magical power is indeed very powerful, but it can slaughter the Martial Saint.

Even Yang Fan could feel that the sixty-four dragon spirits on his body seemed to have a hint of trembling, as if they had encountered a powerful natural enemy, but Yang Fan was not afraid.

Even if Lin Langtian's magic power can kill gods and demons, if he can't play it, it will be in vain.

I saw that Yang Fan's eyes flashed, his mind was introverted, and the gods and demons in the sea of consciousness instantly worked, and then, a supreme pressure came out of the body, and the entire peak, including Liu Ruoxi, felt a supreme pressure, and the true qi in the body was no longer functioning, and the whole body was stiff and unable to move.

Lin Langtian, who was closest to Yang Fan, was under even more pressure, and the power of the bloodline supernatural power that had just been activated and was bursting out was forced back by this pressure again.

Wow, Lin Langtian spit out a mouthful of red blood with a faint golden color again.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

He couldn't figure it out, he tried all the tricks, and the golden feather magic power of slaughtering saints and killing people like drinking water was actually pressed back by the guy in front of him.

The true qi in the whole body can't function at all, and even if the body wants to move, it can't move.

"No, I can't. I'm going to get out of here, or he'll kill me!"

Just when Lin Langtian reacted and wanted to leave with the Mountain Guarding Spirit Array, a big hand took it and easily caught Lin Langtian, who couldn't move all over.

At the same time, the Mountain Protector Spirit Array was activated, and the figures of the two flashed between the mountainsides.

They disappeared. All the true disciples at the peak were relieved, because the huge palpitating pressure disappeared.

"Senior Brother Yang Fan, you are so powerful!"

Liu Ruoxi's eyes flashed, and a trace of joy inexplicably welled up in her heart, but soon, she became sad again, "Senior Brother Yang Fan is so powerful. If you really don't like me, then what should I do?"

"Where did they go?"

At this time, a true disciple. reacted.

The disciples of the True Transmission looked at each other and did not speak.

Even, no one dared to release the martial soul spiritual sense and go to investigate. for fear of angering Yang Fan.

between the mountainsides.

"No matter where you flee to, there is only one way to die!"

Yang Fan said lightly.

"No, you can't kill me. I am the grandson of the Jinpeng Demon King, and besides, I am still the first true legend of the Martial Arts, you can't kill me, by the way, aren't you a disciple of Long Lao? You kill me now, how can you lead the crowd to the Great Xia Palace to save Long Lao? Do you want Long Lao to die because of you?"

At this time, Lin Langtian still wanted to persuade Yang Fan to make him jealous of his background, but unfortunately, Yang Fan didn't eat it.

He held Lin Langtian's shoulders with both hands, and did not give Lin Langtian any more chance, with one punch, he beat his body to pieces, and then, the god and demon pillar reversed, and a martial soul with gold in the blue was sucked out of Lin Langtian's body and integrated into the god and demon pillar, Lin Langtian, the first true disciple of the martial arts sect, was completely dead.

Yang Fan's heart moved, and suddenly a large number of memories belonging to Lin Langtian poured into Yang Fan's golden body.

After receiving Lin Langtian's memory, his face changed.

Immediately, he strode towards the peak.

In this way, after a few breaths, Yang Fan returned to the top of the peak from between the mountainsides.

"Guys, do you still want to be my enemy?"

Yang Fan first glanced at Liu Ruoxi and Ye Han, and found that they were not affected by his own god and demon pillars, so he turned straight and looked at the remaining true disciples.

There have always been only one hundred and eight true disciples of the Martial Sect, except for five true disciples who are far away in the outer regions and have not returned, the remaining one hundred and three have all arrived here.

Among the one hundred and three, there are three Yang Fan.

The remaining hundred people, in addition to Lin Langtian and Yue Wuya, there are also ninety-eight, these ninety-eight are the true disciples who besieged Yang Fan before, and he killed thirty-six in an instant, leaving only sixty-two in front of him.

Now, Yue Wuya died early, although Lin Langtian did not know whether he was alive or dead, but judging from the current situation, it was also more auspicious, and the remaining true disciples were already dissatisfied with Lin Langtian's design of their siege of Yang Fan.

Hearing Yang Fan's question, where do these true disciples still have the courage to be enemies of Yang Fan?

Immediately, the sixty-two true legends all spoke: "Don't dare, Uncle Shi is a martial artist, and he is an old disciple, how dare I commit a crime?"

"Well, now that the two elders of the Martial Arts Sect are trapped in the Great Xia Palace, I will go to the rescue, all of you cheer me up and guard the secret realm of the Martial Sect, if you let outsiders take advantage of the situation, I will not spare it, understand?"

Yang Fan's words were unceremonious, but the true legends did not dare to refute it in the slightest.

"I know how many doubts you have in your hearts, why didn't I take you to the Great Xia Palace to rescue the second elder together, originally I didn't want to explain, but now, when it is a matter of life and death for my martial arts, I will make an exception to explain to you. ”

Yang Fan knew that although these true disciples in front of him did not dare to oppose him now, it was difficult to say whether they would protect the martial arts sect with their hearts after they left, so he still needed to explain again, so that these guys would know the severity of the current situation.

"Prince Xia Qi, colluding with the champion Hou, the king of Zhennan, rebelled, the emperor Xia Yu has been killed, the two elders were deceived in the past, and now they are surrounded in the palace, in order to let us go out, while the sect master and others are away, completely destroy the foundation of my martial arts sect, and seize our martial arts secret realm, so, this time to rescue the two elders, I will go alone, you, all of you will keep watch in front of the secret realm array day and night, in case the Great Xia rebels sneak attack!"

Yang Fan finished speaking lightly and glanced at the true legends.

These true disciples were all stunned and couldn't believe it.

The prince of Great Xia actually rebelled?

"I know that many of you are famous families in the Great Xia Kingdom, but now, none of you are allowed to leave, because after you leave, it will not play any role, but if you stay to protect the martial arts sect, and wait for the sect master and the major elders to return, you can really kill the rebels in one fell swoop and save your clansmen!"

Yang Fan shouted loudly.

"Yes, yes!"

This roar, all the true legends reacted, they knew that Yang Fan was right, the prince of Great Xia dared to rebel, he must be fully prepared, although he is a true disciple of the true lineage, and his cultivation has reached the level of Emperor Wu, but compared with the national strength of the Great Xia Kingdom, it is still several levels behind, so the safest thing for them is to protect the martial arts and wait until the sect master returns.

What's more, it is not a wise thing to anger Yang Fan, the killing god.

Seeing that in the eyes of these true disciples in front of him, there was no longer the slightest doubt or hesitation, and Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He looked at Liu Ruoxi, took out a large amount of pills in his arms, and handed them over: "These pills are useful to Ye Han, you, like these true disciples, stay here and wait for me to come back." ”

Saying that, Yang Fan didn't hesitate anymore and flew away.

Liu Ruoxi opened her mouth, and before the words came out, Yang Fan disappeared, and could only whisper in her heart: "Be careful, I will wait for you to come back." ”

To the west, a valley.

There is a tall woman in a golden feather coat, with an incomparably beautiful appearance, and several incomparably handsome men are drinking together, looking debauched, but between the eyebrows, there is supreme arrogance.

These men, all of them, are groveling and skillful.

As if this woman was the supreme queen, let the man in front of her kneel and submit.

Suddenly, the woman's brows suddenly furrowed, and the wine glass in her hand fell heavily on the stone table.

"Seventh Princess, what's wrong?"

Seeing that the woman in gold was displeased, the closest and most handsome man asked, cautiously.

The woman in gold closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, she returned to her original debauchery again, and she gently stroked the face of the man in front of her: "It's okay, let's continue drinking!"

Suddenly, several men once again showed flattering faces and toasted the seven princesses.

If Yang Fan were here, he would inevitably find that this golden-clothed woman was Lin Langtian's mother who loved and hated, the seventh daughter of the Jinpeng Demon King, and the seventh princess of the Western Demon Domain, Jin Qiqi. (To be continued......)