Xianhong Road

Chapter 457 The Power of the Grandmaster

Entrance to Lost Wind Valley.

The field was dead silent.

The horror and worry on Luo Xiu's face hadn't had time to turn into surprise.

The old and gentle face of the great master Ge Feng's formation twitched violently, and the surprise and shock in his eyes were undoubtedly revealed.

Master Yinhun showed horror and questioning in his eyes, and his ferocious expression froze.

The three-headed devil dog was dumbstruck.

Another old man with a dark face, Nascent Soul, was dumbfounded.

wow~~
The sound of the waves reached everyone's ears, unexpectedly so clearly, because of the berserk attacks of the three Nascent Souls, the aftermath still persisted.

In the gradually dissipating dust, the figure of the young man appeared in everyone's field of vision, somewhat blurred.

Yang Fan's whole body was lingering with a pale yellow crystal luster, like a god of war standing on the ground, with a majestic aura as thick as a mountain exuding from top to bottom.

His stalwart figure, against the backdrop of light dust and the sound of waves, gives people a visual impact of being invincible and invincible.

"This is your attack..."

His voice was low and flat.

But in the sound of the waves, it was so clear that it seemed to reverberate in everyone's minds several times, like the sound of spring thunder.

"Ah!" After exclaiming in surprise, Luo Xiu took joy in turning his worries away: "Master... that's great!"

Yang Fan appeared in front of everyone safe and sound.

However, compared with before, in the eyes of everyone, he appears tall and straight, mysterious and elusive.

"You...you are promoted to the Nascent Soul stage? Impossible, how can you, a monk who just entered the Nascent Soul stage, have such strength!"

Master Yinhun finally came to his senses, with a questioning look on his face, his eyes fixed on Yang Fan, flashing hatred, coldness, and more greed.

The three-headed devil dog and the black-faced old man were silent, but it was hard to hide the horror in their eyes.

Obviously still in that strong shock, it was difficult to calm down for a while.

Indeed, the scene that happened just now really gave people an unreal illusion.

So much so that people doubt whether this is in a dream.

The light in Ge Feng's eyes flickered, revealing excitement, excitement, and shock.

The reason why I am excited and excited is because I have witnessed this great moment.

Yang Fan, who was promoted to the Yangen stage, is stronger than he imagined.

At the same time, he is also the most aware of Yang Fan's situation.

Finally, Ge Feng let out a long sigh and walked to the faint mist at the mouth of the valley.

"Yang Daoyou is worthy of being a new generation of grandmasters, I admire you." Ge Fengfeng couldn't help admiring, even a little proud in his words.

"What! A generation of grandmasters? Just this brat?"

The black-faced old man sneered, with a sarcasm on his face, as if he was stimulated by the word "grandmaster".

How could he tolerate and recognize a master who was only a few dozen years old when he was a Nascent Soul strongman who had practiced for hundreds of years?
This is simply a satire and insult to him, a veteran Nascent Soul powerhouse.

"Take a blow from me!" The black-faced old man swiped across the void from the left back, a black glare, carrying violent and invisible wind and evil spirit, bombarded towards Yang Fan at the lower side.

At the same time, he raised his right hand, and a small iron box moved rapidly in his hand.

Yang Fan put one hand behind his back, smiled coldly, and waved his sleeve lightly.

puff~~
A light yellow crystal light shuttled past, like a stream of light, and the secret technique of the black-faced old man's full blow suddenly disappeared into nothingness.

The black-faced old man was not surprised, the small iron box in his hand suddenly became hundreds of times larger, turning into a huge iron box like a hill, pressing down on Yang Fan from top to bottom.

That big iron box was actually ten feet long, four to five feet high, and looked mighty, weighing at least tens of thousands of catties.

Facing the attack of such a heavy magic weapon, even a demon cultivator of the same level would not dare to challenge it head-on.

Yang Fan looked solemn, he didn't sacrifice the magic weapon, but wanted to see the explosive power and defensive power of the Yangen stage.

huh~~~
He took a deep breath, and the green seed of life released vigorous vitality and power. The crystal-clear light of the soul root merged into the earth in an instant with his mind and senses. His feet condensed a thick layer of earth-yellow light, and he bowed into a horse stance.

In an instant, Yang Fan's feet seemed to be rooted, fused with the vast and majestic power of the earth.

Kaba Kaba~~
Muscles swelled, bones brittle and crackled, and a heavy force as stable as Mount Tai was born in Yang Fan's body, making the air around him stagnant and oppressive.

But at this time, the huge iron box ten feet long, carrying a heavy and majestic power and weight, slammed down, containing the terrifying momentum of splitting mountains and rivers, and there was no wind in the nearby sea area, and there were several feet of huge waves.

"Bah—"

Yang Fangao let out a shout, swung an arm, and a layer of thick khaki crystal light was covered on the single palm.

With that yell, the shocked black-faced old man's blood boiled with anger, and the sea roared and rolled, one wave after another, splashing the rain all over the sky.

嗙~~~
The palm doubled out of thin air, like a cattail leaf fan, and slapped hard on the huge and terrifying iron box.

The sound of fighting, muffled and depressing, frightens the soul, just like the sound of rivers and rivers.

"Let's go back……"

Yang Fan slapped it out with a palm, and the huge and heavy iron box flew back at once under the force of a volcanic eruption.

Whoosh——

The big iron box gradually expanded in the black-faced old man's field of vision, and he barely figured out what was going on, when the heavy-duty magic weapon had already bombarded it.

boom--

In an instant, his eyes went dark, and the violent force tore him into pieces, even Nascent Soul could not escape death.

Everyone saw a black dot, which flew hundreds of feet away and smashed into the deep sea.

Pfft!
The big iron box like a hill, and the torn and bloody corpse of the black-faced Yuanying old man fell into the sea.

Even before the screams could be heard, the black-faced Nascent Soul elder had already died.

No one in life will die, but if he is crushed to death by his heavy magic weapon like him, he will die too uselessly.

Even Yang Fan, the culprit who killed the black-faced Nascent Soul old man, didn't even know his name.

Yang Fan was also a little surprised, he just subconsciously slapped the big iron box at the black-faced Yuanying old man, thinking that the other party shouldn't be so easy to hit.

In fact, the black-faced Yuanying old man was hit by a momentary negligence.

He attacked Yang Fan with a heavy-duty magic weapon, and he also deliberately wanted to suppress the opponent first, and then teamed up with the other two Nascent Souls to kill him.

However, things changed completely beyond his expectation. Yang Fan not only easily shook his heavy magic weapon with one hand, but also snapped him back instantly with incredible strength.

A single thought decides life and death, and while shocked and negligent, the black-faced Nascent Soul old man was hit by his magic weapon, perhaps the most useless and most aggrieved high-ranking Nascent Soul in the Inner Sea Immortal Cultivation World.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Master Yinhun and the three-headed devil dog couldn't help being shocked.

A face-to-face meeting killed a high-level Nascent Soul in seconds. Although it was a bit of a fluke, Yang Fan's strength was the most important thing.

roar~~
The three-headed demonic dogs were frightened, with black light shining all over their bodies, and suddenly turned into a three-headed black dog with a length of two or three meters. On each dog's head, there was an eye of a different color, which were red, black.

Among them, the black eyes in the middle are the deepest, and the aura released is even more terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan couldn't help showing a dignified expression. The three-headed demon dog is a mid-transformation demon cultivator, and its strength is more than twice that of Master Yinhun and Qu Yue.

Especially in this situation now, turning into a deity, the fighting power is even more terrifying.

roar-

The three-headed magic dog roared and shot at Yang Fan like lightning. The three heads of the three dogs sprayed out flames of different colors at the same time, and the power was astonishing.

"go with!"

Master Yinhun shot out a gloomy blood bead, which turned into a bloody long snake, and went around to the rear, attacking Yang Fan.

He himself kept vigilant all the time and distanced himself from Yang Fan.

This master Yinhun is still as despicable and shameless, and extremely alert and cunning.

With such a powerful attack and cooperation, Yang Fan suddenly waved his hand, and the four square sky golden bricks in front of him merged into one, forming an insurmountable copper wall and iron wall, blocking the storm bombardment of the three-headed magic dog.

bang bang puff——

The strength of the three-headed demon dog is really extraordinary. Under his attack, the green light and golden texture on Fang Tian Jinming Brick quickly dimmed, and it seemed that it would not last long.

It seems that the mid-stage Nascent Soul is a strong threat to Yang Fan, but fortunately there is only one.

Click!

Behind Yang Fan, suddenly appeared a cruel demonic young man, with a burst of demonic energy surging from his body, carrying the power of powerful demonic flames, knocking the blood beads of Master Yinhun into the air.

"Shameless junior."

Shi Qianhan sneered, and with a "swish" figure, he flashed in front of Master Yinhun, and at the same time made a move with the Mohuang Sword.

"run!"

The Master Yinhun seemed to have been on guard for a long time, as soon as Shi Qianhan moved, he immediately ran away, the blood shot from the light under his feet, his speed was twice as fast as usual.

"So cunning..." Shi Qianhan's face was frosty, he stepped on the cloud boots, his figure turned into a black light, carrying a silver arc light, and chased away with a "sigh".

After Yang Fan was promoted to the Yangen Stage, Shi Qianhan's Jiuyou Demon Art was also promoted to the fifth level, comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Stage.It's just that when he was promoted to Yuanying, he was in the Xianhong space, and the outside world didn't know about it.

scoff——

Shi Qianhan was still faster than Master Yinhun.

Swish!
At a certain moment, with a flash of silver light, he traveled twenty or thirty feet away, and appeared behind Master Yinhun. The sword cut out.

Immediately, a black sword light roared like a black dragon, piercing the chest of Master Yinhun with a "puff", and the powerful golden aura and overbearing magic power destroyed his body all at once.

call out--

A gloomy light flashed across the sky.

Master Yinhun unexpectedly decisively released the Nascent Soul just before the Mohuang sword attacked his body, and escaped hundreds of feet in an instant.

Afterwards, the Nascent Soul formed a formula with both hands and turned into a black light beam, which crossed the inner sea and the sky at an inconceivable speed.

Under normal circumstances, the flying speed of the Nascent Soul is several times faster than that of the cultivator itself, making it difficult to hunt and kill.Moreover, after the Nascent Soul escapes, it can still carry the magic weapon of life.

Shi Qianhan snorted, took away Master Yinhun's storage bag, and cleaned up the loot by the way, Yuanying's high-level capital should not be underestimated.

Ding ding bang bang...

At the same time, Yang Fan and the three-headed magic dog were confronting each other in the mid-air of Lost Wind Valley, and it seemed that it was temporarily difficult to tell the winner.

However, Yang Fan has always been invincible, with a calm and calm look.

"All withdraw!"

At a certain moment, the three-headed demon dog screamed, and all the thousands of monster warriors lurking in the sea evacuated.

At the same time, he retreated sharply, turned into a human form, and clasped his fists at Yang Fan: "This is Rakshasa, one of the top ten warriors sitting under the Peacock King. He was bewitched by the ghost master before, so he took the initiative to attack you. All of this It's all a misunderstanding, I hope Fellow Daoist will find out."

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