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"Fellow Daoist, I can sit down and talk for a while, stop now." Someone begged, frightening the souls of the dead, because they found that Ye Fan's speed was too fast and cut off their way forward.

"Escape separately!" The middle-aged Taoist gritted her teeth.

"what……"

Amidst the shrill screams, blood splattered everywhere, and a person who had just left the team was directly beaten into blood by Ye Fan and died on the spot.

"Only being together can make him a little bit jealous. We can't separate and leave this trial field together."

They lost their self-confidence in their hearts, and they didn't want to embark on the ancient path of trials of the strong at all. As long as they could survive, it would be better than anything else.

Ye Fan slowed down, took it easy, and killed them one by one, and now there are less than five or six people alive.

A total of 23 strong men, united together, are enough to kill the ancient sage without using forbidden weapons, but they were killed by Ye Fan alone to such a miserable situation.

"puff!"

The blue-clothed man's eyes were fierce, and he took out a half-foot-long puppet, spit out dozens of mouthfuls of blood, all spilled on the puppet, looking extremely strange.

Lan Feng seemed to have lost most of his life and became very weak. Obviously he paid a terrible price. He dipped his blood and wrote the word Ye Fan between the puppet's eyebrows, then picked up a small palm-length sword, and slashed at the puppet. To the frontal bone of the puppet.

At this moment, Ye Fan's hair was standing on end, and his forehead was aching, as if a peerless weapon was about to penetrate into his skull, close at hand.

This is so sudden!

Ye Fan's heart was shaken. At this moment, all the treasures of the human body unearthed during the ten-year expedition were opened according to an instinct.

The stars in the blood, the gods in the bones, the Tao born in one thought, all these things, all of them emerge!

His frontal bone was shining, accompanied by a kind of chanting, splitting the void, and annihilating an inexplicable crisis.

"puff!"

The man in blue spurted blood, the puppet in his hand was blown to ashes, and the small sword long in the palm of his hand was broken, and his vitality was seriously injured.

The middle-aged Taoist nun held the head of Hongliu and Lan Feng, a total of five people, like a bereaved dog, fled in terror, with blood all over their bodies.

"I'll fight with you!" I couldn't run any longer, the middle-aged nun's face was ashen, she urged the whisk, turned into a sky river, and drew it forward.

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent, his combat power was extremely strong, he cut out with one palm, the galaxy shattered, half of the middle-aged Taoist nun's body was shattered, she screamed and fled again.

"Ah...take me!" Hongliu yelled in panic, only one head was left, her energy was dry, and she was thrown on the ground by the middle-aged Taoist nun. She wanted to escape by herself with only her head left, but the speed was too slow.

"boom!"

Ye Fan stepped forward, kicked it out, his head was split into pieces, and a soul rushed out, yelling in fear: "Don't kill me, just save my life, let me do anything!"

puff!

Ye Fan stepped on it, and the primordial spirit instantly turned into fly ash, and turned into calamity soil under the soles of his feet, and died cleanly.

The souls of the four people in front of them all trembled, and they were scared out of their wits. They had never been so desperate as they are today.

"I don't know the emperor with my eyes, you are a lot of people, don't be as knowledgeable as us, please spare our lives." One of them collapsed and kept begging for mercy.

"Stop it, as long as you let us live, everything will be easy to talk about!" Lan Feng cried out with a pale face on the verge of collapse.

"Didn't you tell me to kneel down and say that I am a saint of killing, and then cut off my cultivation, and beg for your forgiveness." Ye Fan's voice was indifferent, and he pointed like a sword, pressing forward.

"Ah..." Lan Feng yelled bitterly, his body was broken inch by inch, turning into broken bones and blood mist, and finally spread to his head.

call out!

From Ye Fan's fingertips, a sword light flew out, nailing the villain transformed into the soul into the void, completely dead.

Ye Fan is like an immortal sacred furnace, exuding a monstrous golden brilliance. Standing in the sky and earth, Ye Fan is more terrifying than a god.

The middle-aged Taoist nun and the remaining two were so frightened that their bodies convulsed. At this moment, all dignity and the strongest trial became nothingness.

Ye Fan also pointed like a sword, mighty and mighty, about to end the lives of the three of them.Suddenly, five figures descended and blocked the front, and the Lord Regal Mountain appeared.

"Brother Dao is merciful, can you spare their lives?" He said seriously.

"No!" Ye Fan shook his head, resolutely refusing.

"Do you think you are so powerful that even Lord Regal Mountain dares to refuse?!" A person next to him said coldly.

Ye Fan glanced at him coldly, ignored him, and pointed like a sword at the middle-aged Taoist nuns in front of him.

Chapter 1252

The middle-aged nun was trembling, and when she saw Ye Fan lift her finger, she almost cried out, and the other two experienced convulsions, with a layer of white sweat on their bodies.

Even though the master of Junwei Mountain with profound Taoism stood in front of them, they were still terrified and terrified, and the hellish experience seemed to be in front of them, which made them afraid physically and mentally.

"Brother Dao, you frightened them, so why not let such a poor person let them live?" Junwei Mountain Lord said.

"You see them sad at this time, but have you seen their vicious and ruthless faces not long ago, vicious and ruthless, I will not give up until I get rid of them, what Ye did was just self-protection and counterattack." Ye Fan said.

"We were wrong, please save our lives!" A man among the three broke down and shouted, tears streaming down his face, and there was no trace of a strong man.

"Great Emperor? Just stepped into the proving ground, do you think he can walk the way of God? A joke!" A person beside Junwei Mountain Lord sneered.

"Lord Junwei Mountain, help!" Another person hurriedly asked him for help, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Brother Dao, how about I owe you a favor, forgive them once?" Lord Regal Mountain said, looking at Ye Fan.

He is slender and strong, wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a unicorn robe, a pair of purple pupils, and hair like waterfalls. He can be called heroic, like a heavenly king descended into the world.

There is purple light flowing between the opening and closing of the eyes, and strands of light overflow. He has the appearance of an ancient emperor, very extraordinary, and his gestures are in harmony with the heaven and earth.

Even if you stop at random, the Dharma image is majestic, with an unquestionable momentum, shocking people's hearts.

This is definitely a master, and a very powerful, terrifying figure that few people can match. He has a special imperial aura.

"No!" Ye Fan was very resolute, and refused with only two words. The middle-aged Taoist nun was so pressing and urged all the heroes to encircle and suppress him, how could he let it go.

Kindness also has a limit, not for everyone, letting go of a vicious person is equivalent to beheading yourself.

"You really don't know how to advance or retreat, but you don't appreciate the kind words of Junwei Mountain Lord. Do you really think that you are invincible?" The person who spoke not long ago said again in a cold voice.

"It's none of your business for me to kill my enemy. It's a big joke to ask me to appreciate you for being so obstructive!" Ye Fan ignored him, but looked directly at Lord Regal Mountain.

"Oh, fellow Taoist, don't worry about him, it's just that I have some contact with the female Taoist, so I can't bear to see her die." Master Junwei Mountain said, still wanting to save her life.

"In this way, I have more interactions with her, and I was besieged and killed by her, so I must not let it go." Ye Fan said.

In the rear, the middle-aged Taoist nun and those two people were pale and without a trace of blood. Their fate was at the thought of the two people in front, and they were all extremely nervous.