"Enemy attack!"

When the door was blasted open by Yang Fan's punch, the guards inside were immediately alarmed, and someone immediately shouted a warning.

It's just that when they saw that it was just a teenager who broke in, they couldn't help but be stunned, especially on this young man's body, there was no fluctuation of spiritual power, which made them relax when they were puzzled.

"Where did you come from, a wild boy, who dared to break into our Beiyue Mansion?"

A leading guard shouted first.

The guards in this gate are not those dark guards wearing heavy armor, just ordinary inner palace guards, and their cultivation is generally only the appearance of the Jindan period, and the guards who speak are high-minded, but the real strength is only in the infant stage.

"Take me to the main courtyard, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness!"

Yang Fan said coldly.

"It's up to you, little brat, you'd better go home and nursery!" one of the guards laughed rudely.

The guards also laughed, only the leader did not laugh, the young man who could break through the door and break in, although he did not have any spiritual power on his body, but he was in the right position of the team, and he was in the infancy stage, and his thinking was naturally not as simple as these subordinates.

It's just that before he could react, Yang Fan had already moved, and in a flash, he came to the guard who was laughing at him, and blasted out with a punch, knocking out the guard with Jin Dan and beating him alive.

Many of the guards of the Jindan period froze in an instant.

They looked at Yang Fan in disbelief, unable to believe that this scene was true......

The guards were also shocked and their pupils shrank, and he found that he hadn't seen this young man's movements clearly at all, and his subordinates had been blown up, and his attack method seemed to be martial arts!

"Bold Martial Cultivator, you are looking for death!"

The guard roared, but his figure was retreating, wanting to distance himself from Yang Fan, because when dealing with martial cultivators, especially low-level martial cultivators, distance is often the key to victory.

Of course, if it is a Martial King or even a Martial Emperor, then the advantage of distance will be infinitely reduced, for example, after stepping into the Martial King, a punch will be struck, and the true qi will explode, within a hundred zhang, it can shatter the strong man of the Jindan period.

Emperor Wu is even more terrifying, within a thousand miles, a punch can kill, more than a thousand times stronger than King Wu.

"Surround him for me, release the spirit weapon!"

The guards were retreating ten zhang in a row, feeling that they had reached a safe place, their hearts were relieved, and they shouted loudly to their subordinates, and suddenly, those stunned Jindan period guards all moved one by one, and the unified knife-shaped spirit weapon flew out and slashed towards Yang Fan in the center.

Yang Fan sneered, and suddenly there was a dark giant sword in his hand, this sword was the bladeless heavy sword, which was obtained by Li Daotong in front of the cave mansion, and Yang Fan casually took it, it was a move, the huge sword qi, as sharp as slashing the sky and the earth, turned into a dazzling brilliance, and slashed at all the Jindan stage guards in front of him.

It was also a strength of 30,000 catties, but at this moment, Yang Fan's heavy sword move was far better than any previous time.

The mastery of sword qi and the comprehension of sword intent have reached a new height, and even the forty-nine kinds of sword intent have already been clearly understood in their chests, and in their eyes, the sword light is dazzling, as if they can give birth to sword moves.

"Senior sister once said, my surname is a little feminine, although it is not soft, it is often enough when it should be ruthless, but it is a little less decisive, less than a little bit of fighting, this surname, should go to the ** immortal road, learn the Taishang ** road, is not able to enter the martial arts. ”

At this moment, Yang Fan inexplicably remembered Fang Xuewei who was far away.

"But my physique, but can not walk the path of immortals, can only take the road of physical cultivation, that is, the most difficult path of martial arts, need to go through a thousand hardships, all kinds of killing, in order to cast my immortal body, such people, all of them are stoic, with pride, there is more blood in the body, my perseverance is enough, but in my heart, there is less pride and blood. ”

Is it because you don't have enthusiasm and pride?

Yang Fan knows that this is not the case, but he has lived in a peaceful society since he was a child, and his mother is a surname who does not like to fight with others, so he naturally developed a soft surname.

This point, when Yang Fan ** soft water fist, you can know it handy, but even if the water is soft, there are big waves that overturn the evil of the people, let alone a living person?

"To practice martial arts, you must have a strong martial arts heart, in the past, I didn't have it, but from now on, let me sharpen it with my heart and give birth to this powerful martial arts heart!"

Kill!

Yang Fan roared, his heart was exquisite, as if sensing his heart, and in an instant, he beat violently.

Countless blood and qi surged up, rushing straight to the brain, and obscuring Yang Fan's eyes.

His eyes were full of blood.

Kill!

The heavy sword in his hand had no edge, forty-nine moves, turned into one, and countless sword qi flew out with sword intent, cutting more than a dozen Jindan period monks who surrounded him into several sections.

Flesh and blood, Jindan, shattered to the ground.

The infant guards were stunned.

Is this still human?

The windless automatic messy hair, the murderous aura in his eyes like blood, even the team leader in this infancy was so shocked that he unconsciously took a few steps back, and when he saw Yang Fan looking at him, he couldn't even stand on his feet and fell to the ground.

"Bold thief, is it really impossible for me to be in the Beiyue family?"

At this moment, an angry roar came from outside the sky, and then, a purple light flashed, and it was a cold old man with white hair and a purple robe.

It is the Great Elder Beiyue Wutian (error in the previous chapter).

"The peak of the Cave Void, one step away from the Tribulation?" Yang Fan's bloody eyes flashed, and he could see the old man's physical condition clearly, the powerful Cave Void Period mana was deeply hidden, far stronger than any Cave Void Period powerhouse he had ever seen.

Even compared to the sword that died in his hand, it was several times stronger, almost not weaker than Lu Fengxian's appearance when he first entered the Tribulation Period.

It stands to reason that with such a powerful mana, it is easy to step into the Tribulation Period, but the old man in front of him has not, and he has been stuck at the peak of the Cave Void Period.

"Don't you dare?"

Yang Fan suddenly chuckled: "A coward, dare to shout like this?"

Hearing this, as if the deepest secret in his heart had been pierced, Beiyue Wutian's angry face swelled into the color of pig liver, he pointed at Yang Fan, and scolded in his mouth: "Little thief!

As he spoke, the mana all over his body rushed like a big wave of the sea.

Yang Fan frowned, instinctively wanted to use the power of the divine soul to operate the Divine Demon Pillar, but when he thought of Fang Xuewei's domineering punch and killing when he first entered the Martial King Realm.

and the cold arrogance that will not tolerate the enemy, and the power of his divine soul is retracted.

"What about the peak of the cave void period, what about the early stage of the tribulation? Today, I will use this blood in my body to kill and cripple you, so as to shape my warrior heart!"

Knock knock!

Yang Fan's thoughts were fixed, and his seven exquisite hearts were running at a speed that he had never had before.

At the same time, the space of his eyebrows, which did not move at all, trembled slightly, as if something was about to evolve from it under the surge of endless blood qi. (To be continued.) )