The opening of covering the sky sign in the double pupil supreme bone

Chapter 477: Kill Yin and Yang!
"Senior Brother Liu!"

On the other side, the Yin-Yang Sect's half-step master who was suppressed by the demon cap exclaimed and spat out a bolt of anger. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up and black water filled the sky. With a divine energy that corroded all spirits, it hit the demon cap. It made an intrusive squeaking sound.

"Taiyin True Water, break it for me!"

This half-step master of the Yin-Yang Sect tried his best to activate this true lunar water, breaking through the obstruction. The divine water filled the sky, and soon it seemed to form a vast ocean.

The true water of Taiyin is as black as ink, like a river from hell. The Yin energy is so breathtaking that it emits a biting chill that can freeze a person's soul. The magic cap evolved from the holy method of fighting actually slows down under this terrifying Taiyin power. Dissolved.

"Buzz!"

There was a clear cry of dragons and phoenixes, and the Shengguang War Flag Gun, which was motionless in the sinkhole, rose up from the ground like thunder. A roll of the immortal phoenix flag, as red as the clouds, absorbed all the vast ocean-like Taiyin True Water. , like a mud cow entering the sea, without any waves.

Then there was another clear clanging sound, like a flying dragon and phoenix, and the Shengguang Xuanjin Flag Gun appeared in Fang Tian's hand with a flick of the brush.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Tian rolled up his sleeves, and the universe in his sleeves took the powerful Yin-Yang Sect who had suffered backlash into his palms, and controlled his life and death steadily.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the distance gasped. Fang Tian only made two moves, and one of the two long-famous half-step masters was killed and the other injured.

On the other hand, Fang Tian himself seemed to have just done a trivial and ordinary thing, looking as if he was doing it with ease and without any effort.

"Yu'er, what do you think we should do with this old guy, take it out on you?"

Fang Tian tilted his head and looked at the woman beside him who was half a head taller than him. He couldn't help but rub his nose and said.

After he finished speaking, the beauty in his arms seemed to wake up faintly, but did not reply to his words. She just looked at him steadily with a pair of starry eyes that reflected his figure, looking delicate and pitiful.

Seeing this, Fang Tian felt pity in his heart, and couldn't help but pecked the red lips of the beauty in his arms. After causing a blush, his eyes turned cold, and then he grabbed the half-step powerful hand of the Yin Yang Sect and suddenly exerted force, and coldly He said: "Then kill him!"

"No! No! You can't kill me, I'm a member of the Yin Yang Cult."

When he was about to die, the half-step master of the Yin-Yang Sect was frightened and struggled violently to emphasize his identity, but what awaited him was still Fang Tian's ruthless obliteration.

"puff!"

Blood splattered, the fire of life stopped abruptly, and the Yin Yang Sect's half-step master was grabbed alive by Fang Tian, ​​turned into blood mud, and disappeared from the world.

"This guy really seems to be on an equal footing with the mighty ones, and even the mighty mighty ones won't be able to get through a single round in his hands!"

"It's too strong to hold down the mighty master half a step with just one hand. These are the saints and elders of the Supreme Religion of Zhongzhou. They will be killed as soon as they are told."

"Perhaps among the younger generation, only Beidi and Nanyao can beat him. After all, those two people have been rumored to have entered the second level of Sendai for many years."

It can be said that in a matter of seconds, two half-step powerful men were killed, which made all the monks who saw this scene shudder. Earlier, there were monks who were talking about Fang Tian, ​​the Chongpupil, who might be lost in the crowd. There was no way. Taking the lead.

But now the slap in the face comes too quickly. The arrogance of this heavy pupil is not inferior to that of the past. It is even worse. Even half a powerful person can be killed by one hand. This contrast is not to mention how strong it is.

"Wow, stinky Fangtian, bastard Fangtian, bully Fangtian, you are so strong, but you secretly pretend to be dead, it's so abominable."

Ji Ziyue clenched her fists tightly and stared at Fang Tian, ​​wishing to punch him in the face. This guy was so annoying, so he knew that people would be worried about him. "The first level of Sendai is in the middle stage, and there is also the Divine Forbidden Realm. This kid is truly a monster among monsters."

Ji Yuanqi twirled his beard with his hands, and kept nodding his head with a bright light in his eyes. He felt more meticulously, but he also lamented Fang Tian's evil side even more.

"Grandma Wuliang is a fool. Fang Tian is really a monster. He has faked his death several times just to deceive others. Alas, can Taoist Master recover his losses?"

In the distance, the fat Taoist priest Duan De hid in a hidden place and slapped his thigh hard, gnashing his teeth in secret.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, not far away, the originally sluggish Holy Son of Yin and Yang transformed into two bodies, giving birth to two figures. Between the lightning and flint, they rushed in different directions, trying to escape far away.

"Yin body and yang body? The Holy Son of Yin and Yang has actually perfected the Yin and Yang Sect's immortal holy art. When there is a glimmer of hope, he is about to escape far away!"

In the distance, someone exclaimed that the Yin Yang Sect’s true Yin Yang Sacred Technique, which can be transformed into two bodies, often produces unimaginable divine power, which is extremely strange and powerful.

"Ha! Can you leave?"

However, Fang Tian squeaked coldly. His double pupils had extremely wide eyesight, not to mention that he had already paid attention to the holy son of the Yin Yang Sect, intentionally or unintentionally.

This person had taken action against Yan Ruyu, so Fang Tian could not let him go. Furthermore, he had a long-standing feud with the Yin Yang Sect, so he would not let him go.

The Shengguang War Flag Gun buzzed, and a shot shot across the sky, carrying the thunder and coming first, nailing the Yin-Yang Holy Son in black and ink directly to the ground, leaving his flesh and blood covered in blood.

Fang Tian's double pupils glowed, interweaving densely packed runes, and shot into the distant sky, like two aurora spears, extremely bright and eye-catching, and finally pierced through the Yin Yang Holy Son in white clothes and snow, and traversed the sky.

"what"

The Saint Son of Yin and Yang, who was dressed in white and snowy, screamed, his eyes were bleeding, and blood was coming from his mouth. His expression was extremely frightened. At the last moment of his life, he looked back at Fang Tian with difficulty and shouted:
"It won't be easy for you even if I die. Our Yin Yang Sect will not let you go!"

After speaking, the Yin and Yang bodies of the Yin and Yang Holy Son exploded into pieces, completely shattering into two masses of blood mist, destroying both body and soul.

"The Holy Son of Yin Yang and the two half-step masters were both killed by one person in just half a quarter of an hour. This is equivalent to the face of a supreme religion being trampled on. This is a big storm. The Yin Yang Sect is afraid that it will happen. Madness."

"To cross eight realms to kill someone is really as powerful as anyone."

Fang Tian killed the three most important figures in the Yin Yang Sect cleanly and neatly, calming everyone down. Many people were talking and sighing in low voices.

"Yin Yang Cult with open mouth, Yin Yang Cult with closed mouth, is Yin Yang Cult very strong?"

Fang Tian entered the middle stage of the first level of Xiantai. He could see in all directions and listen in all directions. He naturally heard these gossips, but he didn't pay much attention to them. He watched a woman in green clothes approach with lights in her eyes. , pretending to be confused.

"Pfft!"

Qin Yao, who was still a little apprehensive at first, heard Fang Tian's usual generous words, and suddenly burst into laughter, rolled her eyes, and spat:
"Why don't you know anything? The Yin-Yang Sect is the supreme religion in Zhongzhou, and it has deep roots in the Eastern Wasteland. A few years ago, we wouldn't have been able to afford to offend such a behemoth."

(End of this chapter)