When it comes to fighting, none of the cultivators present have as much experience as Qin Yifan alone. The aura that just appeared contains an indescribable violent energy. Those with weaker cultivation will definitely be defeated.

Infected by this breath.

"Evil spirit!" Although Monk Niankong is ineffective in fighting alone, he is still very knowledgeable and can recognize the evil spirit at a glance.

The expressions on the faces of several young masters changed a bit. The other party had not yet appeared, but there was already such a terrifying demonic aura. The aura revealed by the other party alone was already unbearable for everyone. One can imagine what they would do if the other party took action.

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I originally thought that I was just here to catch a little demon who had just passed through the small catastrophe, to obtain the soul or to capture it as a mount, but I didn't expect that it attracted such a terrifying demon clan. Just from the aura, I can conclude that the opponent has at least one demon.

At the king level, everyone present rushed forward, and they were probably no match for him. Moreover, if it weren't for Qin Yifan, they wouldn't even be able to find the other party. This is an unavoidable point.

"Young man, you are very skilled. You are indeed better than these little guys." With a hearty laugh, a figure appeared in front of everyone: "When I send these little guys away, I will definitely compete with you." It seems that,

He has been staring here for a while, otherwise he would not have seen Qin Yifan's skills.

What appeared was a strong man with a very tall figure. There was an uncontrollable ferocious aura on his face. The aura exuding from his whole body was the terrifying demonic aura that made people feel very uncomfortable. It was almost certain that he was the man without asking.

Monster identity.

But it is not that easy to know who he is. Moreover, the strong man has no intention of introducing him. He comes out and stares at everyone, and snorts with disdain: "A few Nascent Soul stages.

It’s really funny that a little baby who hasn’t even arrived yet is imitating others to collect soul refining tools.”

Qin Yifan's eyes lit up as he listened, Nascent Soul stage? What level is this? The information revealed by the strong man inadvertently was rare news for Qin Yifan.

"You, a monk who has not even cultivated the Diamond Body, are here to join in the fun? With your cultivation level, do you want to imitate those Bodhisattvas in subduing their mounts? You are too far behind!" The strong man looked sideways at Monk Niankong again.

One glance and one breath pointed out his realm. The monk's expression also changed, and he subconsciously tightened the Zen staff in his hand, but did not dare to say anything.

"I just learned that there is a demon brother here who has survived the minor calamity. I know that you guys won't stop, so I came here to take a look." The strong man stood in the middle of the crowd and stared at them one by one. Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement when they met him.

As if to avoid something, he quickly looked away.

"Sure enough, they are all little guys who don't know the heights of the world." The strong man's eyes stayed on Elder Mu on the ground, looked at him for a while, and then looked at Qin Yifan: "While I'm not angry yet, you haven't done anything yet.

Things that make me angry, get out of here as far away as you can, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude. I’ve said it before, don’t stay and get hurt, go back to the master’s gate and cry to the master to create a scene!”

The strong man was so arrogant and arrogant that he didn't notice everyone present. He only looked at Qin Yifan a little differently, but it was probably because of his need to protect the brother in the lake and his strength.

, it doesn't matter at all. Although Qin Yifan stood upright under his pressure, in his eyes, he was just a person who could stand upright in front of him, and there was still a long way to go.

It's purely provocation, and it's the kind of provocation that doesn't care. In Qin Yifan's view, it's not so much a provocation, but rather to find a reason for himself to take action, a reason to kill. In the fierce aura exuding from the strong man's body

, the faint murderous aura mixed with it could not be hidden from a person like Qin Yifan who had experienced many battles.

"If you don't dare to take action, just kowtow a few times and go back to where you came from." Seeing that no one around him was moving, the strong man knew that his fierce aura had suppressed these people, so he became more and more arrogant.

A person's face is alive, and a tree's bark is alive. People who practice Taoism do not cultivate themselves to the point of having no desires or desires. At least the few people in front of them have not yet reached such a state. Finally, the woman in the Three Heroes of Jianmen could no longer bear it and scolded her.

With a sound, Yu Jian rushed forward.

Someone took action, and everyone around them immediately forgot their fear, commanded the flying swords, and attacked. The monk did not have such a magic weapon, but the Zen staff in his hand was a good Buddhist treasure. He also took off his hand and flew out, shrouding the strong man.

go.

Everyone knew that this strong man was a rare and powerful enemy, and it was very likely that they would not have any chance of winning if they joined forces. Everyone worked hard and took out all the items they had packed at the bottom of the box, and suddenly there were a few more items in the sky.

A magic weapon that Qin Yifan has never seen before.

"The pearl of a grain of rice also shines with brilliance?" The big man said softly, standing on the spot without moving, laughing loudly: "Well done!"

A ray of light that was very close at hand was pinched by the big man with one hand, like pinching a small insect flying in the air. The sword light revealed its body, and it was still struggling under the control of its owner. However, the big man burst out laughing again, holding in his hand

Applying force, under Qin Yifan's gaze, the flying sword instantly changed its shape, and the owner of the flying sword, a woman from Sanying Middle School, also made a painful sound in her mouth, and her face suddenly became a lot weaker.

In the midst of the electric light and flint, several other flying swords were already close. The big man did not dodge or evade, and allowed the flying swords to attack him. There was a jingling spark, and when the flying sword and the big man's body intersected, a burst of gold and iron erupted.

The sound of chiming sounded as if the big man was wearing heavy steel armor.

"Hit his eyes!" Someone said something in the panic, and several flying swords instantly changed their direction and rushed towards the big man's face. The big man still stood on the same spot, his feet did not move at all, he just stretched out a hand to block

In front of you.

The speed was very fast, but with this block, he immediately grabbed another flying sword. While holding it with his big hand, another flying sword was destroyed. This time it was Feng Haoxiu's. The flying sword was destroyed, and Feng Haoxiu's

His face was also very ugly.

It was strange, as if the brother in the lake knew that this big man would definitely be able to take down these people. When they took action, they did not cause any trouble at all, nor did they release any mental attacks. Neither of the two parties in the fierce fight seemed to be affected.

Without the flying sword, the attack power of the three heroes of Jianmen was greatly reduced, and others did not dare to casually attack the range that the big man's arm could seal. But in other places, even if the flying sword attacked, it would only be a burst of gold and iron.

Ming, there is no place that can be broken, and the people who are besieging are all angry and anxious.

"Senior!" Even in the midst of his busy schedule, Monk Niankong said: "We ask ourselves that we have not offended our seniors, so why bother to force each other?"

"Oh?" The big man kept moving, but he said: "Then how did the demon brother here who survived the minor calamity offend you? Have you ever thought about letting him live?"

Everyone was at a loss for words. The strong man had made up his mind and came to support the monster in the lake. It is understandable that they are both monsters and naturally do not want their own people to be killed for no reason, just for a ridiculous reason. Several people besieged the lake.

When I fell in love with my brother, I never thought that I would be forced to such a point.

After going back and forth for a while, the big man was probably tired of this game: "Humph, attack here and there, just a few moves. Who do you think you are, just want to travel all over the world with this move?"

"Roar", a huge roar came to mind at the same place, the big man moved his hands, and the monk Nian Kong not far away immediately flew towards this side slowly as if bound by an invisible rope.

Nian Kong was horrified, and commanded the flying dragon transformed from the Zen staff to attack the big man quickly. The big man made a move with one hand, and the Zen staff was caught in his hand. At the same time, Monk Nian Kong had already arrived beside him. With a twist of his big hand, the solid Zen staff was like noodles.

, wrapped around the monk in circles, binding him so that he could not move.

After all, he is a person who cultivates his mind, and his dependence on external objects such as magic weapons is not that serious. Although the Zen staff was destroyed, it did not have much impact. However, in the hands of a big man, there was no good result. He screamed,

Monk Nian Kong was thrown out by the big man, flying straight towards Zhao Bingchang over there like a cannonball.

Zhao Bingchang screamed and quickly avoided it, but the monk was not so lucky. With a bang, the Zen staff on his body crashed into the ground, and a human-shaped hole appeared out of thin air on the ground.

Immediately, the big man waved his hands continuously, and the fists struck the surroundings as if they were real. Although the remaining people were not slow, they could not avoid this fierce fists when the magic weapon was destroyed.

Being hit by the fist wind, there was an immediate scream, and the figure was like an accelerating bullet, flying around along the trajectory of the fist wind. In the blink of an eye, the figures of the three heroes of Jianmen disappeared from Qin Yifan's sight. Here

Except for Elder Mu who was unconscious, the only thing left was the big hole created by the collision between Qin Yifan and Monk Nian Kong.

This is the martial arts that Qin Yifan truly admires. In other words, it cannot be called martial arts. It is the kind of pure power that can defeat ten groups with one force. In the face of such power, no matter what magic weapon, flying sword, or technique,

All of them are of no use at all.

The big man seemed to have just finished his warm-up exercise and waved to Qin Yifan: "Little brother, you are the only one who protects the demon clan. I saw that you were very good when you fought that guy just now. Come on, let's compare a few moves.

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Chapter completed!