Chapter 242 of the first year

The thirteenth emperor rode on, sat down and the beasts and barbarian birds were all strange, or looked up to the sky and roared, or the gods were soaring, the scales were numerous, the wings were piercing, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, Ruoyuan Longsheng "Pai Net" net)

The streets shook like a torrent of steel, and the area felt like an earthquake.

The majestic Pixiu, the nine-headed brocade scale python, and the sky-swallowing dragon...... One by one, they were terrifying, crowding the place, surrounding Ye Fan in it.

The thirteen horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation sneered one by one, as if they were hunting, and several people in the column shouted and reprimanded him, revolving around him.

The whole street was in turmoil, and many people gathered around to watch the turmoil, and maybe there would be a shocking battle.

Ye Fan immediately crossed the gun, and there was no joy or sorrow for these terrible god horses, only a face of indifference and a murderous aura from outside.

"Hey, you really want to fight us, so let's take a shot, let me wait and see what you're capable of. ”

"I'll let you cut off your head in ten moves, fifteen moves!"

Two of them were extraordinarily domineering, the mounts were neighing, the streets they trampled on were roaring, sparks were splashing everywhere, and they were constantly running around Ye Fan, as if they were aiming at the selected prey.

Ye Fan's eyes were terrifying, and he glanced at them with a horizontal gun, these people acted domineeringly, but they didn't attack him when they came up, but provoked trouble, trying to lead him to make a move.

Obviously, they wanted to take advantage of the rules of the city to provoke first, and then use the enemy to "defend" and kill him reasonably.

"Why, are you afraid, since you don't dare to make a move, get out of the way quickly!" one of them scolded, his eyes were cold, as long as Ye Fan dared to attack angrily, he and the other would be ruthlessly killed on the spot.

"What are the dogs barking, come here if you want to die, I'll wait for you to make a move!" Ye Fan's words were sonorous, his voice was neither high nor low, but it spread all over the street.

Quite a few people change color. Ye Fan was alone, only one, and he actually went toe-to-toe with them, strong and fierce, which surprised many people.

The Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation are definitely seed masters, and when they were on the road, they had already alarmed the envoys, fought bloody battles all the way, did not taste a defeat, and landed in the first city of the human race. The latest chapter of the Templar

These people have made everyone fearful, and many have listed them as one of the most feared competitors, and now they are stirring up trouble, which is naturally attracting attention.

"The Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation are seed-level powerhouses, and this is clearly to weigh the competitors one by one, and we must start with this person. ”

"Who is he, which star field is he from, looking at his extraordinary bearing, can he really compete with the people from the Heavenly Desolate Ancient Star Domain?"

"A total of four hundred and thirty-seven people have entered the city, and there are not many people who can compete with the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation, and your leader has a holy beast mount. ”

The first person of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation has been keeping his eyes closed, not taking these things to heart, like an outsider, he ** the upper half of the bronze body, and under him is a blue wolf, with monstrous blood.

"I heard that this person's cultivation is superb, and some provocations and strong words and deeds are all to sharpen the strength of the few god riders behind. ”

"Get out, it's better to fight, hurry up and decide, otherwise don't surround me!" Ye Fan spoke again, he didn't take the initiative to make a move, he didn't leave a handle, but he didn't want these people to look good.

Everyone was stunned, this person was absolutely sharp, stronger than the Emperor's Thirteen Horsemen, did he really want to tear his face and fight?

The two-headed mounts that were running around Ye Fan on the Thirteen Horses of the Heavenly Desolation stopped, and the two people above had pale faces and tears in their eyes.

They wanted to kill Ye Fan legally, but they never thought that the other party alone also had this kind of courage, and they also wanted to do so, let them strike first, and then kill him!

"I'm just giving you a chance to defend yourself, can you kill me?"

"Then you come and try it, I don't mind cutting off your dog's head!" Ye Fan said toughly, the black spear in his hand flashed with black light, and he lifted it up, pointing at this person's throat, and the divine light at the tip of the spear was uncertain.

As soon as these words came out, the street suddenly exploded, and the man on the red-scaled horse was really too fierce, dressed in a tattered battle suit, stained with blood, like a killing god.

"This is going to ride to the end with the Thirteen Heavenly Desolations!"

"His future may be bleak, even if he is strong, I am afraid that he is not the opponent of the Thirteen Horsemen. ("Pai.com)"

"Who is he?"

It was noisy and many people were dumbfounded.

The two people who provoked trouble in the Thirteen Divine Horses were naturally furious, these words were too harsh, and they were a shame for them who had always been domineering.

A divine jar appeared above the head of one of them, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, fluctuating like a tsunami, and wanted to take Ye Fan in.

"Old Thirteen!" A strong man glared at him on a mount in the distance, telling him to put away the god jar.

"Don't fight in the city, I remember two years ago, there were two seed-level powerhouses, who were unruly and disregarded the rules of the city, and they were all beheaded. The aborigines of the city reminded.

"Who is making trouble, do you want to break the rules of this city?" A group of soldiers advanced in the distance, all dressed in black heavy armor and holding iron ge, and they were pressed like a mountain, and there was a terrible pressure.

"Old twelve, old thirteen, don't mess around, hurry up and find a place to live. The number two of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation spoke.

Not long after entering the city, no one wants to break the rules of the city and provoke the envoys, otherwise it will definitely not end well.

The No. 2 person in Tianhuang City, sitting on a dragon, wearing a blue and gold battle suit, even his head was covered, only a pair of eyes were exposed outside the armor, and the eyeballs had no pupils, and the blue light was terrifying, full of a kind of demonic nature.

The blue dragon roared lowly, and the holy power was permeated, and many strange beasts in the vicinity were in chaos, almost paralyzed to the ground.

"It's a holy beast!"

Everyone was taken aback, in addition to the silver old wolf of the leader, the mount of the second person had also reached the holy realm.

"Roaring ......"

A roar came, and some of the strange beasts on the street were all frightened and struggled, and a unicorn closest to Ye Fan flew away from the owner, and the whole body was full of glory, and the person stood up and stepped towards Ye Fan.

Obviously, this is all caused by the mount of the second person of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation, the true dragon is the lord of all spirits, and the thin dragon blood in the body of the dragon can naturally control other beasts in the lower realm when it reaches the holy realm.

"Poof"

Ye Fan waved the dark gold spear in his hand, used it as a long knife, split the unicorn in half on the spot, and flew forward.

"You ......"

The Thirteen Riders of the Heavenly Desolation were furious, and the two halves of the unicorn's body fell in front of them, blood splashing everywhere, penetrating the protective light curtain of the old twelve and thirteen, and spilling on their bodies, and the dirty blood flowed.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and seven or eight of the Emperor's thirteen horsemen turned around and surrounded Ye Fanwei, and the killing would burst out at any time.

"Stop, I warn you, whoever dares to make a move, will be dealt with for violating the rules of the city, and will be killed!" the soldiers shouted.

They are also the testers on the strongest road, although they failed, but they have gone far away, and they are more qualified than everyone present, and their strength is naturally not weak.

"He provoked us and defiled my body with the blood of beasts!"

"He blocked the street and then offended us and others, and should be killed!"

The last two of the thirteen horsemen in the Heavenly Desolation accused, demanding that Ye Fan be punished strictly according to the rules of the city, and that he not be left alive.

Ye Fan said: "Someone disturbed the unicorn and attacked me, and I was defending myself." ”

"Whatever it takes to me, the mount startled me and threw me away. The owner of the unicorn said with a pale face.

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The two soldiers have been through this way, naturally they know the hidden secret, there are no casualties, and they don't want to interfere too much, so they warn everyone to disperse and not entangle.

As soon as they entered the city, there was such a turmoil, and a tense atmosphere spread, and everyone was wary of each other, for fear of being taken advantage of.

Ye Fan found an inn, handed over a piece of divine source, and included the master, Longma gritted his teeth and cursed the Thirteen Horses of the Heavenly Desolation, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

Although the inn is expensive, it is also worth the money, with pavilions and pavilions in the backyard, small bridges and flowing water, garden-style design, and beautiful scenery.

He was ready to recuperate, because after entering the proving ground, there would be a fight, and there would definitely be a fierce battle with the Thirteen Riders of the Heavenly Desolation.

"Who are you?"

Ye Fan, who was meditating, opened his eyes and looked at the courtyard, only to see a person sneaking around, with strange footwork, and the courtyard next to him touched him.

"Shhh A thin, withered middle-aged monk said.

"I don't need to. Ye Fan said, Ryoma also looked bad.

"I misunderstand, this is not a scripture in the ordinary sense, but a life-saving secret book, which introduces some matters about the testing ground. "This is an aborigine, who is not weak in cultivation, and has started such a business.

"I'm afraid this kind of thing has already violated the rules of the city, and I don't think the envoy will sit idly by and watch injustice appear. Ye Fan said.

The people who came laughed dryly, but they simply retreated.

On the same day, in addition to this secret book, another secret book was sold, which listed some of the most powerful people among the trialists, and secretly caused a stir.

The tension was even stronger, and in the hunting battle that was about to begin, people already had the suffocating feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

On the second day, a piece of news caused a sensation in the city, a seed-level powerhouse had fallen, died in his residence, and was mercilessly killed.

"What's going on, who killed you?"

The soldiers surrounded it, but they were unable to immediately identify the murderer, causing some controversy.

"You just don't know, there have always been unsolved cases, and if you can't find them, you won't be able to solve them in the end. The aborigines said.

"How can this be the case, can't the messenger find the murderer?"

"Many strong people come from the boundless universe and the vast star fields, many of which are inherited from ancient secret places, and some strange forbidden secret techniques are difficult to find clues even if they are as powerful as a guide. ”

In this way, the monks in the city were more cautious, wary of each other, and distrustful of anyone.

Because, according to legend, it was a saint who had been cultivating for more than 200 years, and his Taoism was profound, and he was a front-row figure among the 437 people, but he died in an unknown way.

An undercurrent was surging and killing, and people realized that something similar might happen.