The starlight fell, and it was quiet in this mansion, and a wisp of fresh air floated by, without the slightest wave.

On the surface, it seemed that the courtyard was very quiet, but Ye Fan felt that something was wrong, and he didn't find anything, just the monk's instinctive intuition.

He landed not far from the courtyard wall, submerged into the big underground, and performed the source technique that moved the heavens and the earth, and observed cautiously.

Not long after, a pair of eyes were condensed by mist, looking up at the ground, Ye Fan's heart was murderous, and his eyes were cold.

In addition to the Emperor's Thirteen Horsemen in the mansion, there are several seed-level powerhouses, and there are even two soldiers in the city, who are waiting for him to enter the bureau.

These people are hidden in the magic circle, talking and laughing, drinking wine, isolated from the outside world, if it is not for his source magic, they can use the earth dragon qi to capture the abnormal movement above, and they are not aware at all.

This is a pit, waiting for him to jump in, it doesn't necessarily have to be killed on the spot, as long as he appears, with the witness of these people, he can be put on the black cauldron of killing the saint.

When that time comes, who will listen to him explain, competitors will use this to get rid of him, and many monks in the first city of the human race will attack him in groups!

This is a vicious trap, and the number two of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation does not really want to assassinate him, but in turn lures him into the urn, which is insidious and vicious.

Before Ye Fan came, he realized that tonight was probably not a simple attack, but a targeted stumbling block, and now it has been confirmed.

"Phew!"

In the magic circle on the ground, the leader of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation suddenly held a purple war spear and stabbed into the ground, and a terrifying light erupted in his eyes.

This happened to many people, and they didn't know why, especially the people at the bottom of the thirteen horses were terrified and terrified of him.

"Brother Gu, what's going on?" a seed-level powerhouse asked.

Gu Ling, the leader of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation, shot a wild light in his eyes, ** his upper body, the strong and powerful bronze treasure body was full of oppression, and said, "Someone is peeking at me underground. ”

A wisp of clear qi spread out underground, disappearing, leaving nothing behind, that purple edge could stab the saint to death, but not the clear qi.

Ye Fan's heart sank, this is definitely a powerful opponent, many times more terrifying than ordinary seed powerhouses, no wonder he alarmed the envoy when he was on the road.

"I sensed it, too, but he suddenly ceased to exist. "The second person in the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation shoots out blue eyes and armor covering his whole body, like an ancient demon god, as unfathomable as the abyssal sea.

"That's right, someone spied on it, and it dissipated in an instant. A soldier spoke, shocking those present, this is a loser on the Starry Sky Ancient Road, but it is so powerful.

You don't have to think about it to know that he met an invincible master on the way ahead, otherwise with his cultivation, how could he retreat to the first city of the human race.

"Could it be him, it's really scary. The fifth person in the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation rarely spoke coldly.

"This man is a threat, waiting for him to kill, but I didn't think about it, and it seems that it will be difficult to kill him. Another said.

The stronger and more cautious Ye Fan is, the greater the threat to them, if they do it on the road of trials in the future, it will probably be difficult to end the game without paying a certain price.

"I can't let him live, I'm going to kill him!" The blue eyes of the second person in the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation are terrifying, like a demon god from hell, and his words are cold and cold, like a poisonous snake spitting letters.

The wisps of clear qi under the starlight gathered together and landed in Ye Fan's courtyard, submerging above his head, this qi can be gathered or dispersed, and it does not have to return to the main body.

But after all, this is a chalky inner spirit, if nothing happens, he is not willing to disperse and strengthen his body.

Ye Fan stood up and said, "Since it has come to this point, I will kill people directly in front of you!"

He smiled, then meditated and fell into a deep sleep, not at all unexpectedly.

On this night, the Thirteen Cavalry of the Heavenly Desolation kept watch in the middle of the night, inviting a few seed-level powerhouses and two sergeants to witness, and their efforts were in vain.

In the early morning, the streets were bustling again, with people coming and going, and the sun was shining, but the gloom in the hearts of some of the monks was even thicker, and last night there were three more people.

The blood is terrifying, no one knows how long it will continue, it is obvious that some strong people have also made a move in the name of killing the saint, and everyone is in danger.

How many days will it take to leave, rush to the ancient pass of the Terrans? This is the question of everyone, and they are eager to leave.

The inaction of the lead made the situation serious, and some people even suspected that it had something to do with him, and a bad premonition came to people's hearts.

The tense atmosphere was pervasive, and at this critical moment, Ye Fan seemed to be completely relaxed, walking around the city, and when he passed by the city gate, he felt a pair of eyes shooting, cold and cold.

He couldn't help but look back and see that it was the soldier who clashed with him when he first entered the city, a powerful commander.

This person was dressed in a black iron coat and held a bronze pole, standing at the city gate, looking at him indifferently and mercilessly, with a cruel smile hidden from the corner of his mouth.

"It's him ......"

Ye Fan was sure that it was one of the two soldiers who was a guest at the residence of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation last night, where he drank and waited for half the night.

"I really put some thought into finding the commander who was hostile to me. ”

After noon, Ye Fan walked around the city, entered a wine shop, sat down to drink alone, he was waiting for the thirteen horses of the Heavenly Desolation to be killed in public.

The tavern faces the street, and there are also a few tables and chairs outside, which also does open-air business, and there are not many people coming in and out.

Half an hour later, there was a rumbling sound from the other side of the street, and a group of iron horsemen galloped to shake the ancient street, and many people took refuge.

The thirteenth ride of the Heavenly Desolation is coming, and they want to enter a wine que, which is their habit, and it has been like this in recent days, so they chose this time period to appear.

"You won't live long!" said one of the knights of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation, his words were not high, and ordinary people could not hear them.

Ye Fan had been paying attention to them, and with his ear power, he could naturally hear them clearly.

Many of these people sneered, and their killing intent was not concealed, and the twelfth and thirteenth were even more provocative, making a throat-cutting gesture at him.

It can be said that this is a kind of humiliation, and after embarking on the ancient path of trial, such an action is a serious contempt and provocation.

There are several big sake shops in this place, and naturally there are many monks, and now everyone is in danger, hoping to communicate more on such occasions and find allies.

Many people have seen this scene and realized that there may be a big conflict today, and the two sides have a deep grudge and will break out sooner or later.

"Some of you don't live today. Ye Fan whispered and drank a glass of wine.

"What are you talking about, provoking me and others, do you want to find death?" said the old thirteen violently.

"You are taking the initiative to provoke us and others, if you don't make amends, I will kill you on the spot!"

"Please be clear, or don't blame us for being ruthless. The ninth person in the middle turned around and said coldly.

They selectively ignored the chief's active provocation for a moment, but grabbed Ye Fan's words, hoping to make things bigger.

They needed to have a suitable reason to kill Ye Fan, and they always hoped that he would take the initiative to stir up trouble, and then kill him together with the soldiers.

The tenth person in the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation and the old eleven directly forced over, both of whom were murderous, not afraid of accidents, and had been suffering from no excuses.

"You're looking for death!"

"Look at how you survive, you provoked me first!"

The most radical old twelve and thirteenth laughed cruelly, and then forced over, this time even the number two person was moved, thinking that Ye Fan might not be able to help it, maybe it was a good opportunity for the United Soldiers to kill him.

No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than the lawful suppression of the soldiers in the city? That is obviously impossible!

Seeing these people coming, Ye Fan was very calm, sitting there and pouring himself a drink, but the air was tense to the extreme, the windows of all the nearby restaurants were opened, and there was a dead silence on the street, and everyone was paying attention.

"Even if you apologize now, it's useless, you can't be forgiven if you kneel down and beg for mercy!" Old Twelve shouted, forcing Ye Fan to make a move.

This is too deceitful, humiliating in person, it is difficult for ordinary people to bear, and it is too direct and violent.

Ye Fan didn't move, drinking calmly, but there was a person walking out of the small wine shop, slender and strong, wearing purple clothes, black hair like a waterfall, very heroic, but if you look closely, your appearance is very blurry, dragging an iron sword, drawing sparks on the ground.

He came out into the street, and went straight to the Thirteen Horsemen, surveying everyone.

"Who are you, get out of the way, today we just want to kill the one surnamed Ye. "The old thirteen is very domineering, and there is nothing to hide until now.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered, no one thought that the man in purple would burst out at the moment when the old thirteen's words fell!

He rotated the iron sword, faster than lightning! Directly slashed the old thirteen, blood splattered, gushing everywhere, and even the mount was cut in two.

At this moment, everyone's scalp exploded, all this was too sudden, who would dare to kill people in the streets of the city?

This is against the rules of the city, and it needs to be repaid with your life!

This person acted without scruples, he was too crisp and decisive, especially his sword was extremely sharp, as strong as a saint could not dodge.

"Murder!" someone shouted, and the streets were completely chaotic.

Many monks are in their blood, they know that something big will happen today, and if they dare to kill the thirteen horsemen in the street, there will definitely be a big cause, and it will be a drastic change.

"Ah......h

The Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation exploded on the spot, many people shouted and roared, all this was too sudden, this person was arrogant and excessive, he broke out and killed people in public, no one expected it.

"Old Thirteen!"

Some of the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation shouted, angry to the extreme, and all kinds of light flew and fought forward together

The man in purple is naturally Ye Fan, who casts one qi and three clears, this is his Dao body, and he kills the enemy on the street. That's what he wants, to kill in public, to cut off the face and dignity of these people, and to kill them completely.

Phew!

Ye Fan was well prepared, after the first sword, the second sword had been split, and it was faster than these people, and when some of the people in the Thirteen Horsemen of the Heavenly Desolation were angry and besieged, the blood-dripping iron sword in his hand was already less than half a foot away from the head of the old twelve.

It was completely done in one go, everything happened in the electric flint flower, and after killing the old thirteen, Ye Fan did not pause halfway.

"Ah......h

The old twelve shouted, his face was pale, his body emitted immeasurable light, and all kinds of weapons rushed out and blocked, but it was still too late.

"Poof"

The iron sword slashed through his skull, cutting off most of his face, and blood splattered six or seven feet high!

Ye Fan slashed out with a sword, half of the head of the old twelve in the thirteen horses of the Heavenly Desolation flew up, and the heavenly spirit cover was cut in half, and he died on the spot, drenched in blood!