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A tall and handsome young man in white robe stood outside the Fengmo Gang Hall, looking at a faint and flirty place with flames flashing in the distance. His eyes were deep, proud as a fairy, with a breeze blowing, and his white clothes fluttering like a god.

Behind him was a middle-aged man as tall as 100 feet tall. He was naked, his muscles were like rocks, his tendons were tangled, and he exuded a mighty aura.

The middle-aged man looked at him with a smile and said, "My friend Yun, don't worry, none of those guys will come back alive."

Yun Xinshui said coldly: "You'd better do things cleanly. If it weren't for the spiritual soldiers you promised, that guys wouldn't be willing to sacrifice. After the matter was done, I hope that the leader of the Wind Demon Gang can keep his promise and not take action by himself."

A hint of slut flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Wind Demon Gang, and he smiled apologized: "Of course, Xiaoyou Yun's strength is beyond my expectations. After things are done, you can get what you want." The moment he lowered his head, the corner of his mouth outlined a sarcastic arc. When this idiot was isolated and helpless, he really thought he could not do anything to him?

Yun Xinshui did not notice the changes in Fengmo and nodded proudly.

Then, a burst of noisy and fear suddenly sounded from the Wind Demon Gang, and fire rose at the foot of the mountain, screams and howlings filled the entire Wind Demon Gang.

Yun Xinshui's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the leader of the Fengmo Gang with a sharp look, "Fengmo, what's going on?"

The leader of the Fengmo Gang's face was gloomy, and I don't know what happened. At this time, a member of the Fengmo Gang ran in from outside and said anxiously: "Gang Master, it's not good, someone is here to attack the village!"

"Who? Can't you stop it?" Feng Mo was furious and suddenly the oppression of the small extreme level of the innate realm broke out from his body.

The Wind Demon Gang was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining Realm, where could he withstand the oppression of the small extreme position of the innate realm? He immediately bleeding from his seven orifices, fell to the ground, and said in pain: "I, we have done our best. He, at least, has the cultivation level of the small extreme position, the five and five hall masters all died at his hands."

After he said that, his whole body exploded, and the leader of the Wind Demon Gang looked as deep as water. In addition to sending him to kill the disciples of Xuanhuang Sect, he also left a few five hall masters. These people were young and promising juniors. He deliberately wanted to cultivate disciples, and each of them had great potential. The strongest of the five people, but he had the cultivation level of a small and extreme level in his twenties. He was his closed disciple, but he was actually killed by others.

"My friend Yun, please wait a moment, Rong Ben's gang leader will deal with it!" Feng Mo urged him and was about to take a big step forward.

But he stopped again and saw many disciples of the Wind Demon Gang walking towards him. After seeing him, they all rushed towards him as if they were seeing a dog and a master. Baidu mm, more beautiful.

"Gangmaster, help me!"

"That demon came to kill, gang leader, save us, he killed many of our brothers as soon as he came!"

"He is coming, gang leader, please help us quickly, now we are the only one left!"

The people ran forward in panic, and there seemed to be a demon chasing them, ruthlessly devouring their lives.

Feng Mo, the leader of the Wind Demon Gang, looked gloomy. He sent more than 200 elites to kill the disciples of Xuanhuang Sect. Although the people who stayed were very powerful, getting together was a good force, which made that guy so easy to kill in?

When he was angry, the disciples of the Fengmo Gang who had been running towards him suddenly felt a hot breath, and a rapid flame suddenly burst out from behind him. They were just in the Qi Refining Realm's cultivation level. As soon as they felt the hot temperature, they were not able to prepare in time, the flames swallowed them and burned them completely in the blink of an eye.

Feng Mo was stunned, his rock-hard muscles were instantly tense, emitting a yellowish-brown light. His whole body was like a statue carefully carved from stones. His majestic male eyes were burning in anger. He looked at the direction of the flame and shouted sternly: "Who is it? Who dares to kill my Feng Mo Gang?"

"It's me!" A gray coat slowly walked into the light and shadow illuminated by torches outside the hall, with delicate facial features and expressionless faces, looking at Feng Mo faintly, "Don't worry, you will go with them soon!"

Feng Mo shouted, "Who are you? Why can you break into my Feng Mo Gang? Who informs you? Tell you the formation prohibition of our Feng Mo Gang?" The Feng Mo Gang has a circumference of five miles. Unless you know its way, the Concentration Realm will be trapped and you can't get out at all. Even the innate realm strongman can stop for a moment. If you forcefully break the formation with deep cultivation, it will definitely arouse his alert, but he didn't feel it, which only means that someone informed this kid?

"I'm the one who will kill you in a while. Is it difficult to come in here?" Ye Fan looked down on him and sneered: "Tonight, the Wind Demon Gang will completely disappear from this world."

Feng Mo said angrily: "What a crazy boy, I will tear you to pieces today!"

He ran towards Ye Fan like lightning, with yellow light flashing, and the fist wind whistling. Before the person arrived, powerful oppression had already enveloped Ye Fan, as if a rock was pressing heavily on him.

"Good come!" Ye Fan's eyes cold, and a lifelike, one-meter-long flame Canglong made a lifelike dragon in his hand. The surroundings were as bright as daylight. The dragon opened its teeth and claws and swallowed the wind demon.

The hot temperature illuminated the wind demon's body, as bright as gold. He ran wildly as if he were unobstructed. The flames around him were like itching for him to tickle him, and in the blink of an eye it rushed to Ye Fan.

"Flame, it's useless to me!"

"The body of Xuantu, the barbarian bull collided!"

He roared, and the spiritual energy surged, condensed into a shadow of a barbarian bull. His four legs moved, shaking his ears step by step, and the air swelled, shaking out the surrounding flames.

Ye Fan frowned and used the Lingxu Jade Step to avoid the invincible impact of the wind demon. He unexpectedly glanced at him. This person was indeed a bit capable. Although he was only a small position in the innate realm, he had learned such profound attribute abilities and practiced a good set of physical skills.

Among the five elements of the innate nature, earth is the most defensive. The wind demon uses his physical body as a weapon and constantly integrates his own perception of the five elements. Even if it is the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm, it is not easy to kill him. In addition, the physical skills he practices come and carry a million pounds of power. Even if it is the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm, he will be killed by him.

The wind demon hit the ancient tree head-on, and behind him a towering ancient tree towering into the clouds shattered. He roared wildly, suddenly unfolded his body, and instantly turned into a wind to fight towards Ye Fan. Such a huge body was so fast that it was really unpredictable.

"Boy, today the leader of the gang will beat you to death!"

"The mountains collapse and the earth crack!"

He shouted abruptly, and the earth under Ye Fan's feet suddenly shattered, and cracks appeared. Ye Fan frowned slightly. Although these cracks were small, they were only big, half a foot deep. However, when a master made a move, any clue would be seized by someone to take action.

"The power of earth, the earth edge thorn!" Feng Mo shouted again.

The earth seemed to have turned into a hedgehog in an instant. The cracks raked a few times, and the barbs made of soil were densely packed with about a hundred, and they stabbed Ye Fan fiercely.

These barbs all condense the innate realm's perception of the power of the five elements, and contain endless power. One piece can tear the body of the Great Perfect Concentration Realm to pieces.

Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged, and the flames rose in his palm condensed into an ordinary shield. He hid in it, stabbed it in it, making a symphony of steel, gravel splashed everywhere, and Mars flew everywhere.

At this time, the wind demon rushed over and saw that Ye Fan could actually condense fire into objects. He was really surprised. Could it be that he was innate realm like himself? Or had he practiced some martial arts that could condense the power of the five elements and turn virtual into reality?

Then he punched his spiritual energy and punched him. No matter whether he had practiced the innate realm or some martial arts, the spiritual energy contained in his fist could be broken even if it was a hill. Even if he encountered a powerful man in the innate realm before, he would be divided into pieces if he was caught.

The shield condensed by the flames broke out after a moment of resistance. The fist as big as a casserole hit Ye Fan's head with a terrifying force. The fist wind raged, and the terrifying pressure almost made people breathless.

"Good come!" When Ye Fan saw him attacking, his eyes immediately ignited a sense of fighting. His body is now dust-free and dirty, and his bones are as clear as glass. He was about to know how powerful his body has reached.

Feng Mo is a powerful innate realm master with a strong body and has also practiced a very powerful body refining technique. Even if he is a great perfect in the innate realm, he is unwilling to confront him head-on, and he can detect his body.

He punched his fist, and two disproportionate fists collided with each other. The earth roared and the dust scattered. The powerful impact immediately made a huge pit of three feet wide and one feet deep on the ground.

The two of them also had a powerful impact force to retreat. Ye Fan took two steps back and stabilized his body. Then he turned over and got out of the pit, closed his fists, and nodded lightly. He deserved to be Wuchen and Wudi, like the body of the heavenly way. He had just used only 50% of his strength to force the Wind Demon back. His body was indeed strong to a level, several times stronger than his previous life.

Feng Mo was forced to retreat five steps by powerful palm force. Every step he stepped on the earth, and a small pit would appear on the earth. He looked up in shock at Ye Fan who was already standing on a high place and looking down at him, and pondered: "This kid can actually compete with me on the body, and the flames before were also strong. I think it was already in the innate realm, so I can't be careless anymore."

A ring in his hand flashed white light, a golden heavy sword that was half a meter long and about half a foot wide, was held in his hand by him. Before he could come, a human aura was emitted. The wind demon, who was ten feet tall, held the heavy sword and looked at Ye Fan coldly, "Boy, if you can use the Spirit Blade of the Gang, you will be considered dead."

Ye Fan's face flashed with an unexpected surprise. The spirit blade, which is the spirit-level divine weapon, also has a ranking of weapons in this world, namely the mortal, the spirit, the king, the emperor, and the other grades, and there are three small grades, upper, middle and lower. Each magic weapon blade has a power that cannot be underestimated, and can greatly improve combat power. Even if it is a Qi Refining Realm, holding a spirit-level divine weapon, you can kill a cultivator in the Concentrating Realm. Even in Xuanhuang Sect, there are very few spirit-level weapons. I never thought that he had spirit-level weapons, and at least a medium-grade existence.

When Feng Mo saw Ye Fan's shocked expression, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his body was shining with brown light. For a moment, he was like a guardian of the Buddhist sect, with majestic eagle, and the heavy sword in his hand shone with divine light, emitting a sharp and terrifying aura. At this moment, even a master of the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm could easily defeat him.

With the wind demon shouting angrily, his feet stomped on the ground suddenly, and he jumped up from a fast tiger and leopard. The pit was deeper and gravel splashed.

The extremely powerful aura covered Ye Fan, like a mountain pressing against him, and the wind demon slashed down with his sword.
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