New gods in the chat group

No more words to say.

The battle has already begun, so it is a fight to the death, and other words are superfluous.

In the distance, looking at the two dead bodies, the remaining old men with a breath of hard training stopped talking nonsense and used their trump cards.

"Thunderous Fury!"

Several old men attacked together, using the big killer, trying to turn the tide.

This is their trump card, which they would not use easily on weekdays.

But this time they didn't expect the car to turn over so suddenly.

A great master in the Dragon Transformation Realm died in one move, and was killed like a soldier.

How horrifying this is.

You know, that Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator is also enough to be called a strong man in this realm, and he has stained the lives of more than one Dragon Transformation Realm cultivator.

Such a vicious person died at this moment like a cat or a dog without a face.

They panicked.

At this moment, the use of the forbidden weapon instantly reversed the time and space of this area, and the surging waves spread out, shocking the hearts of the Taoist priests watching the battle from a distance.

"That seems to be the forbidden weapon of the Five Thunder God Sect!"

Someone with sharp eyes saw this scene and couldn't help but exclaimed, his eyes changed.

Obviously, he realized that something was wrong.

There would be no one else who would go against the official in this land except outsiders.

That weapon was looted that year.

The rest of the people reacted and their faces were extremely ugly.

This was originally theirs.

But now it was used by outsiders to deal with their own people. At this moment, they felt a kind of empathy in their hearts, hoping that Ye Fan could win and suppress those people.

But they were a little worried in their hearts. Can the artifact in Ye Fan's hand help him continue to kill the enemy?

While they were thinking, the battle did not stop.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the horrifying vibration, the sky darkened, the void rumbled, and thousands of brilliant divine rays emerged, turning into a blazing sea of ​​thunder, suppressing Ye Fan!

This scene is too magnificent for the current era, and it is shocking.

After all, now is the end of the law era.

At this moment, the entire venue, including the monks outside, and the army suppressing here, saw this scene, saw the sea of ​​thunder with a breath of destruction.

Some people recognized the scene and couldn't help but be furious.

"Who is wantonly using the forbidden weapon left by the predecessors?"

That was a blow that the predecessors had poured their hearts and minds into. It was originally reserved for dealing with outsiders, but now it has been revealed. Is Jingshi going to deal with his own people?

It's a pity that although they were furious, they had no ability to do anything at this moment.

The remaining more ordinary monks could only watch, expecting the official strongmen to suppress everything and restore a calm order to the scene.

Everything happened too fast.

Even the army was too late to suppress it.

In the core area of ​​the venue, the Taoist priests, the headmasters, etc. who were watching felt a strong palpitation after being angry.

"If I could have kept those treasures back then"

They thought in their hearts, their eyes were wide open, not blinking, hoping to assist with their eyes.

Thunder shocked the world, containing the most terrifying aura of destruction.

Under the terrifying sea of ​​thunder, Ye Fan was calm and calm, holding the Xihe Sword firmly in his hand, like a rock under the waves, standing still!

In front of him, there were raging waves.

But behind him, it was as calm as the surface of a lake.

Clang!

Accompanied by the sound of the sword, it was as crisp as large and small beads falling on a jade plate, smoothing out the terrifying fluctuations and covering the destructive aura of thunder.

The magic sword was spiritual and showed its power at this moment.

It can be felt that the pure sword intent, which was sharper than before, emerged, splitting the thorns and cutting off the shackles.

The terrifying aura shrouding the void dissipated and was domineeringly wiped out.

[Stress reaction?]

Ye Fan felt the emotions of the magic sword and speculated in his heart.

After all the previous observations, he now directly took out his trump card and wanted to achieve success in one battle. Naturally, he believed in Xihe's power.

But he didn't expect Xihe to show a strange emotion now.

Has it encountered a similar opponent before, and now after contact, he wants to show his own existence, so the sword intent is much sharper and has a targeted target?

He didn't care much about why Xihe reacted.

Since he can fight, of course he should take this opportunity to continue to attack, and he shouldn't waste time.

Swish!

The fairy sword controls people, showing the style of swordsmanship, cutting through the sky, and cutting off the heavy blockades in front.

Yes, although it is Ye Fan who is swinging the sword at this moment, it is actually Xihe himself who is attacking, the fairy spirit spreads, regardless of the loss, showing a pure white sword light.

This style of fighting that doesn't care about consumption can't swing many swords.

But he doesn't need many swords at the moment.

All opponents come out, one sword is enough!

The pure white sword light shines on the sky, covering the boundless purple air.

At this moment, no other strange phenomena in the world can be seen, only the pure white sword light can be seen, which is unstoppable and cuts off all shackles.

Clang!

The ancient artifact broke, the divine light dissipated, and it fell directly to the ground like an ordinary object.

"Huh!"

The thunder sea with a destructive aura was also shattered, and even the void was separated. The pure white sword light cut off the ancient artifact, cut off the thunder sea, and passed through the old monks, and finally fell into the distant sky.

The whole audience was silent!

After a moment, the monks also fell down, their bodies slowly split into two halves, without a drop of blood.

In the venue, only the crisp sound of swords continued for a long time.

The rest of them fell silent.

Looking in the direction of the sword, you can see that even the sky in the distance is slowly split into two halves, looking very clear.

Using human power to fight natural disasters!

Only Ye Fan did not stare blankly. After taking back the immortal sword, he gently moved his palm for a while, and skillfully collected these monks and sold them directly to the chat group.

It doesn't matter if it's sold at a low price, as long as it's safe.

Although the Xihe Sword is really powerful, a sword beam killed these opponents, and he had checked before that they had no extra backup.

But, there is no harm in doing this anyway.

It can also add a layer of insurance.

After collecting these bodies, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the Xihe Sword that had just shone brilliantly, and felt a little disappointed.

Today, he really encountered several strong enemies.

If he had nothing to worry about, he really wanted to have a big fight and enjoy the process of progress. Unfortunately, today's matter was of great importance, and he had to be cautious.

After regaining his composure, Ye Fan held the Xihe Sword and looked at the remaining masters, Taoist priests, etc., ready to speak.

At this moment, none of the old monks continued to be dazed.

The white-haired and white-bearded sect master said: "Senior, you have unparalleled magical powers and suppressed the world. Congratulations to Senior Ye for sweeping away the undercovers in the West and holding up the sky for the East."

The rest also followed suit.

"Senior Ye killed the evil today and restored a bright and clear world to the East. We all admire him."

"If Senior Ye doesn't mind, we will respect Senior Ye."

The rapid and natural change of attitude shocked others.

But these old monks have already gotten used to it.

Facing a ruthless man who just killed several dragon monks with a sword, the so-called age is really not important.

When showing goodwill, they also reminded Ye Fan to put away his magical powers.

Looking at the Xihe Sword that was ready to move, their faces couldn't help but tremble, and they were really afraid that Ye Fan would get excited and chop them directly.

Those people were killed by a sword just now.

If it were these masters, ask yourself, they can't block a sword.

Even if Ye Fan can only make one more sword, it is enough to sweep them.

What's more, seeing that Ye Fan's face was not red and breathless, it seems that he can only make one more sword?

I can't afford to offend them, I can't afford to offend them.

Anyway, I have already talked with them before, and now I am showing goodwill again. It is definitely not cowardice, but just from the heart!

Several masters comforted themselves in this way.

Hearing their words, Ye Fan paused, and then naturally said: "Today, some Western undercovers have indeed been cleared.

"Today was originally a great day for the popularization of my Eastern cultivation world. There are Western undercovers here. After clearing the evil, I am still worried that someone has secretly communicated with the West. It is possible to kill the evil again.

"Now it seems that you are all good cultivators of the new era, which is very good. As for the words of the seniors, there is no need to say more. The rules of the cultivation world in the future will be based on the new ones."

He took away the Xihe Sword, convicted the original few people, and then calmly continued to discuss the issue of the new order with them.

Of course, Ye Fan had evidence of those Western cultivators sneaking in.

But there was no need to show it.

This would have a better effect.

Seeing Ye Fan as a pure and innocent boy, these masters couldn't help but be alert in their hearts and not to provoke this boy again in the future.

When he was still, he was like the Bodhisattva of Light, and when he moved, he was like the King of Hell.

The venue regained a peaceful atmosphere, and then the floor was repaired. The Taoist priests who stayed here kindly helped a little, and agreed to the official requirements without bargaining.

Ye Fan did not leave during the whole process until many things were renegotiated.

After he disappeared, the atmosphere in the core of the venue seemed to be relaxed again.

However, their attitudes remained the same as before. They maintained etiquette and said, "Since the agreement has been signed, our Shu Jianmen will abide by the rules in the future. There is nothing else to do today, so I will leave first."

"I, Kunlun, should also do my part for the vast Chinese people."

After saying all the polite words, they were ready to leave.

The sword mark in the sky that observed the clouds still existed at this moment, and the deterrent power lasted for a long time.

Even the ordinary cultivators in the venue could feel the undisguised power.

On the periphery of the venue, Li Zhen'er, who had been looking at the central area with concern, saw that everything had settled, and looked at the pure white sword light in the sky, and whispered.

"Sister Xu, was the sword light just now cut out by the current official spokesperson?"

Xu Qiong nodded gently, but her mood was not as calm as it seemed.

Sure enough, he was much stronger than he thought, and this difficulty was nothing to him.

But this also seemed to mean that the distance between them was farther than she had imagined.

As an appendage or as the person who stood shoulder to shoulder?

Beside her, Li Zhener was still happily talking about her own things: "That senior was so handsome, he slashed the sky with one sword, and now none of the cultivators from the ancient forces dared to speak so arrogantly.

"By the way, Sister Xu, do you think we can cultivate to this level in the future?"

Xu Qiong came back to her senses, stretched out a bare hand and gently rubbed her hair, smiling: "It will be possible, but you have to work hard, otherwise, you can't even reach the second level of cultivation!"

"I will work hard."

Li Zhen'er felt a little strange, but didn't say much, just clenched her fist to express her feelings.

Beside her, Huahua raised her head maturely, calmly expressed her ambition, and looked very cold.