"You collect fragments, as for me-"

Speaking of this, Ye Fan suddenly paused, his eyes suddenly sharp as a knife, and there seemed to be a huge murderous intent boiling in it.

"If you kill someone, you will always kill him! Since the nine ancient sects dare to hunt me, you must be prepared to be retaliated! I will kill the nine ancient sects without leaving any survivor!"

"Boom!"

At the end of the day, the clear sky suddenly shone with lightning and thunder, and the purple-lighting dragon seemed to tear a hole in the sky and cover the entire Baidi City.

For a moment, all the people in the entire Baidi City could feel Ye Fan's murderous aura, and they were so scared that they trembled and crawled on the ground.

Even the strong men in the field took several steps back before they could barely stabilize their bodies.

In fact, Ye Fan has never killed innocent people indiscriminately, but this time, the nine ancient sects were provoking first.

First, he used the Jiulong Order, and then used despicable and vulgar means to force Ye Fan to rescue him alone and fall into a trap.

If Ye Fan hadn't awakened his bloodline at the last moment, he would have died long ago!

Because of this, he also wants to give the enemy the most thorough revenge!

"Give me a map of the ruins and mark the locations of the major sects!" Ye Fan ordered.

"Yes!" Yue Linfeng nodded immediately.

...

The next day.

Ye Fan ran thousands of miles away and arrived at the mountain gate of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Even from a distance, you can see the towering palace, magnificent and magnificent. It is extremely luxurious among the wastelands with scarce supplies.

Ye Fan raised his right hand and sacrificed the Wuxiang Sword.

Immediately, he opened his horse stance, opened his bow forward with his left hand, and grabbed the Wuxiang Sword with his right hand, as if he had used the sword as a bow and arrow and shot it out suddenly.

"Swoosh!"

The Wuxiangjian was extremely fast, cutting through the sky and tearing the sky, and instantly traveling more than ten miles away. The violent energy in it was extremely unstable, as if it was about to explode at any time.

The sound of wind and thunder is even more powerful, at the center of a storm, with amazing momentum.

A long tunnel of death was pulled out in the air. Wherever you passed, everything was silent, pitch black, without any light, carrying an endless breath of dead silence.

With this sword, the weaker cultivators in the Wuliang Sword Sect could not feel it, but all the cultivators in the God Transformation Stage were silent as if they were facing a great enemy.

At that moment, their bodies were stiff, as if they were being targeted by some terrifying beast. An unprecedented sense of fear wrapped around their bodies.

Enemy attack!

The first time, this thought rose in their minds.

For hundreds of years, no slut has dared to invade the Wuliang Sword Sect.

But the battle in the Burial Dragon Valley a few days ago had already spread throughout the ruins.

Therefore, feeling this terrifying aura, they immediately realized that Ye Fan had come to kill him.

However, when they just wanted to get up to fight the enemy, they were one step too late.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Wuxiang Sword was like a divine punishment from heaven, hitting hard on the Wuliang Palace in the center.

It is rumored that this Wuliang Palace was once the place where the founding ancestors of the sects practiced, and it was stained with the aura of countless ancestors. Even after ten thousand years, it still has not dissipated.

Over the years, the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect have been proud of the Wuliang Palace. If they practice in it, it will be of great benefit to the tempering of swordsmanship.

"Boom!"

Deafening sounds came, stone chips splashed everywhere, dust flew, and even the earth was trembling.

This Wuliang Palace is not only contaminated with the aura of the founding ancestor, but has been reinforced again and again over the past ten thousand years, with many formations and restrictions attached to it. Not only is it a building, it can be regarded as a solid and invincible magic weapon.

But now, under the power of Ye Fan's sword, the Wuliang Palace actually cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye. It collapsed in just a few breaths.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

In the Wuliang Palace, dozens of figures soared into the sky like rainbow light, which was the disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect in it.

They escaped dangerously and dangerously, but the remaining power of Ye Fan's sword inevitably affected them.

Many disciples were stained with blood, and even worse, their arms were broken, blood splattered everywhere, spilling on the ground, wailing in pain.

But more people showed an incredible expression on their faces, dumbfounded, and looked foolishly at the Wuliang Palace that had turned into ruins.

It was really hard for them to imagine that the sword just now had such terrifying power.

This was Wuliang Palace that resisted most of the power for them. If this sword was directed towards their physical bodies, I am afraid that no one in the field could resist it!

Immediately afterwards, more figures within the Wuliang Sword Sect, accompanied by the roar of swords, soaring into the sky.

"Clang!Clang!Clang!"

For a moment, the sword energy overflowed and crisscrossed between heaven and earth.

Many of the monks looked at Ye Fan's position.

They could feel the direction of the sword shooting like a god's punishment.

Soon, Ye Fan's figure flashed, traveling more than ten miles away, and appeared in front of the mountain gate of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back, and there seemed to be thunder flashing in his eyes. His eyes scanned the audience and swept across the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect.

The disciples were frightened and scared, and they all looked away, not daring to look at Ye Fan at all, even their souls trembled.

The next moment, Ye Fan's cold voice sounded in the venue:
Chapter completed!