Urban Madness

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"Boom!"

Like the wild roar of the ancient giant beast, the thunder resounded through the world, making people surge in blood.

Originally, when the ghost king appeared, the dark sky shrouded a hundred li, as if it turned into a dark ghost domain.

However, now that the **** thunder descended into the world, the dazzling electric light directly tore the dark sky.

Huang Huang Tianwei, draw it with the sword!

On the Thunder Jie sword in Ye Fan's hand, a faint light burst out, and there were faint electric sparks beating and flickering.

For a moment, the aura on Ye Fan's body also became holy and dusted.

In his eyes, there seemed to be lingering and twisted thunder brewing. With his body as the center, an indescribable breath spread out, which made people tremble from the depths of the soul, and even gave birth to a feeling of worship.

Wang Zhen and Cui Rongrong, their knees softened, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

In their eyes, Ye Fan, holding a long sword to sway the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, is like a **** descending to the world, invincible in the world!

On the other side, Master Wu, who was still invincible before, had blue veins beating on his forehead, his eyes were almost glaring, his facial features were twisted together, full of incredible color.

"Stab!"

At this moment, the purple electric mad dragon, as thick as a pillar, fell from the top of the dome, smashing it directly at the huge body of the ghost king with a force of destruction.

The mentality of that ghost king was obviously higher than the previous female ghost in red.

In the face of the terrifying **** thunder, it subconsciously gave birth to a sense of crisis, and could not care about protecting Master Wu's safety. Its huge body swept away like a mobile fortress, trying to avoid the bombardment of thunder.

However, that purple electric mad dragon, as if equipped with an automatic aiming system, was like a gangrene attached to bones, following closely behind.

No matter how fast the ghost king is, how can it be faster than the real thunderbolt?

"boom!"

A loud noise exploded in the field, shaking the ground and the mountains as if a small earthquake had occurred.

God thunder is amazing!

That dazzling brilliance makes people blind for an instant, even if you close your eyes, it is already a white flower.

After more than half a minute, all the talents came to their senses and barely opened their eyes, only to realize that where the ghost king was originally located, there was an additional pool-sized pit at this moment, and the surrounding ground was cracked, as if it was mechanized armor. Even bombarded.

Under the bombardment of the nine-day divine thunder, the invisible body of the ghost king instantly turned into blue smoke, dissipating between the heavens and the earth, as if it had never existed before.

Wang Zhen and Cui Rongrong on the side struggled to get up from the ground, their eyes full of horror.

The power of the divine thunder has caused an unprecedented spiritual shock and visual shock to them, and it is almost about to subvert their worldview.

...

"Stab!"

At this moment, a crisp cracking sound rang, making everyone abrupt in the silent field.

Several people looked at the source of the sound, and found that the black bell in Master Wu's hand was shattering every inch of the moment. The brilliance of the original bell also instantly dissipated, becoming a mundane thing.

"Puff!"

The next moment, Master Wu spit out a big mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale, and his whole body seemed to be drained.

What was even more shocking was that his hair turned gray within a few seconds, and his face had many wrinkles, as if he was tens of years old in an instant.

This ghost king was made by him using essence and blood for many years. Just summoning it will cost ten years of life.

Now that the ghost king was smashed by the Nine Heavens God Thunder, he was also backlashed and seriously injured under the induction of Qi.

At this time, Master Wu looked at Ye Fan in shock, and exclaimed: "Thunder method! Profound Sect's authentic supreme thunder method! Boy, how can you master such supreme secret art?

Even the head teacher of Longhushan Zhengyi can only use the right time and place to induce thunder! But you can summon thunder in the void, even an ordinary celestial master may not be able to do it! Who are you? ! "

The ninth rank of martial artist, after cultivating to a certain level, is called a master.

The monks are also divided into nine ranks. The great monks who are above the nine rank monks and have the power of Taoism are also called "heavenly masters" and "real people"!

Master Wu himself is the existence of a half-step celestial master, coupled with the summoned ghost king, the strength is comparable to the martial arts master, and he is tireless.

Therefore, in the entire Suzhou-Hangzhou City and even Jiangnan Province, he can be called a sideways existence!

Unexpectedly, he met Ye Fan, a "monster", and through the formation of the seal in the Thunder Tribulation Sword, he shook the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, cleared the world, and killed the evil spirits!

You know, throughout China, there are only a handful of celestial masters who can summon thunder in the sky under Lang Lang's blue sky!

If it were put in ancient times, I am afraid that it would be regarded as a national teacher and boarded the Hall of Heaven!

However, even with the formation of such supreme magic spells, Ye Fan was not easy to use.

At this moment, the internal energy in his dantian was almost exhausted, and his spirit was sluggish, his eyelids were fighting straight, as if he would faint in the next moment.

And he could still feel that the energy accumulated in the formation of the Thunder Tribulation Sword had been exhausted in the hit just now, at least for a short time, he could not seduce the Nine Heavens God Thunder again.

However, the power of that divine thunder surprised even him, and it was even enough to become a killer at the bottom of the box.

...

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan walked towards Master Wu step by step.

The sound of his footsteps, like a war drum, beat Master Wu's chest, causing him to roll over with blood.

At this moment, Master Wu was so regretful that his intestines were blue!

Originally, in his opinion, today's affairs are stable. When Wang Zhen is killed by him, he will be able to easily steal his billions of wealth.

Unexpectedly, a Ye Fan was suddenly killed, which not only broke through the conspiracy he had worked hard, but also caused him to be seriously injured and his Taoism fell sharply!

"Stab!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan swept his eyebrows, his eyes pierced at Master Wu like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

Master Wu trembled all over, as if he was being stared at by some terrifying beast, shuddering and shattered, he did not dare to regenerate any resistance.

"thump!"

The next moment, Master Wu's knees softened, and he dropped all his pride and dignity. He knelt at Ye Fan's feet, begging for mercy:

"Tianshi Ye, Zhenren Ye, it is Pang Dao wrong! Pang Dao has gone astray, ghosts are obsessed, and his heart is greedy. He also asks Ye Tianshi to let Pang Dao a way of life, and give Pang Dao a chance to reform and reform!"

Although Master Wu was crying, Ye Fan was not moved at all.

Like him, the evil cultivator who sacrifices insidious things for wealth and death, in order to survive, let alone kneeling down and begging for mercy, what kind of poisonous oath can be said!

However, Ye Fan can guarantee that once the tiger returns to the mountain, Master Wu will not constrain, but will continue to do evil in another place, and will even look for opportunities to retaliate against Ye Fan and his relatives and friends.

The kindness to the enemy is the cruelty to oneself!

At this time, Ye Fan's mind is very clear, and he will never be deceived by him!

"Okay, Master Wu, stop acting!"

Ye Fan's tone was extremely cold: "If you do many unrighteousness, you will kill yourself! Just the red ghosts and ghost kings you refined, you don't know how many innocent people have been killed! Today, I will act for the heavens and make you like this. The evil repair is here!"

With that, Ye Fan ejaculated, holding the Lei Jiejian tightly, as if he was about to swing the sword in the next moment, cutting off Master Wu's head.

Looking at the murderous intent from the Lei Jiejian, the threat of death came instantly, and Master Wu's vest was soaked in cold sweat, as if he was in desperation.

He begged for mercy: "Tianshi Ye, as long as you are willing to give me a way of life, all the wealth and magic weapons I have accumulated over the years can be tributed to you!"

"Huh... your tattered things, I'm not uncommon!" Ye Fan said coldly, and at the same time stepped forward. The Thunder Tribulation Sword has reached Master Wu's neck. As long as it enters an inch, the sharp blade can cut it. Open the throat.

"Do not!"

Master Wu let out a heart-piercing roar, madly saying:

"You--you can't kill me! My senior is the first mage on Hong Kong Island, Mo Daoxuan! If you kill me, my senior will definitely avenge me, destroy you, and refine your soul into a corpse, forever Don't overbear!"

"What? Mo Daoxuan?!

Hearing this name, Wang Zhen on the side seemed to hear something terrifying, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he walked towards Ye Fan in large strides, while shouting:

"Doctor Ye, stay under the sword!"