Urban Madness

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As soon as Ye Fan's voice fell, a layer of fluorescence bloomed on his body, and he floated into the air.

Stretching out his limbs, sometimes swinging his arms and flying, and sometimes kicking his legs back, simulates two completely different forms of Kunpeng, resembling a bird and not a bird, or a fish and not a fish. It is arrogant and unrestrained.

At the same time, every pore on his body was opened, like a whale swallowing the sea, and he began to absorb the vast internal energy in the Dantian of the Venerable Red Night.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, Venerable Chi Xiao uttered a scream, hoarse, heart-piercing, as if he was suffering from some great pain.

"Boy, what have you done to this seat? Stop quickly and stop smoking!"

"Otherwise, this seat will definitely let you fall to Yama forever, and you will die without a place to be buried!"

"Did you hear me!"

However, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to Venerable Chi Yan's threats, turning a blind eye, still using the "Kunpeng Swallowing Sky Art", frantically absorbing the vitality of Venerable Chi Xiao.

Before, when confronted with him, Ye Fan had already noticed that he secretly injected a strange force into his body.

However, Ye Fan deliberately pretended to be ignorant, who knew this guy wanted to cannibalize his inner strength.

This is nothing short of the world!

The "Kunpeng Swallowing Sky Jue" taught by Lao Wei is the top level exercise even in the world of cultivating immortals.

Compared with the so-called Huagong Dafa, it is simply a pediatric gadget, and it is extremely simple.

At this time, Ye Fan's eyes drenched, as if he was transformed into a real Kunpeng, with a mysterious aura on his body, and he said every word:

"I am Kunpeng, devouring heaven and earth, swallowing thousands of miles with anger, I am invincible!"

...

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the inner strength in the dantian of Venerable Chixiao, seemed to be inspired by the mysterious, and was madly sucked into Ye Fan's body.

At this time, Venerable Chi Xiao no longer had the arrogance he had before, and actually put down the shelf for the first time, begging:

"Boy, I beg you, stop sucking!"

"As long as you are willing to stop, this seat will kill Yang Zhenkun for you personally! Besides, this seat will give you all the magic weapons and panacea you want!"

"Ahhhhh... Ye Fan! Brother Ye! I'll call you Uncle Ye to do it! Please stop swallowing!"

In the end, Venerable Chi Xiao's tone was extremely humble, like a family bereaved dog wagging for mercy.

Seeing such a weird scene, Yang Zhenkun in the distance, as well as all Hong Yi's strong men, were all stupid, with a dazed expression, and couldn't believe their eyes.

In their minds, Venerable Chixiao is a peerless powerhouse in the Sejong Family, and there are few enemies in the world.

Yang Zhenkun once saw with his own eyes that Venerable Chi Xiao killed a Grandmaster of the Yellow Realm with a random blow.

But at this moment, in front of Ye Fan, he didn't even have the power to fight back, so he could only beg for mercy, trying to get Ye Fan's alms.

However, Ye Fan was always indifferent to his begging for mercy, with a cold expression, like a high god, treating everything as a dog.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

A quarter of an hour later, an incredible change took place in Venerable Chi Xiao's body——

His original vigorous body, like a deflated ball, shrivelled.

His eyes were dim, his pupils dilated, his face was as gray as death, as if the spirit of his body had been hollowed out. In an instant, he was a teenager and even wailed.

The breath of his whole person is like a faint candle, as long as the wind is strong, it will be completely extinguished.

On the other side, the aura on Ye Fan's body was soaring, unparalleled in the world.

Since the real dragon house on the top of Sheshan Mountain, after absorbing the Huaxia Dragon Qi, Ye Fan’s strength has stagnated, but now, after absorbing the inner strength of Venerable Chixiao’s Dantian, the change in quantity has caused the change in quality, and there is a faint breakthrough in the bottleneck. sign.

It won’t be long before it is estimated that we will be able to make progress in succession.

...

At this time, Ye Fan released his hand.

"thump!"

The next moment, Venerable Chi Xiao fell to the ground.

Before he was the supreme peerless powerhouse, but now, relying on his own strength, he can't stand still.

There is nothing in his dantian.

If ordinary internal energy is exhausted, you only need to practice again, and you can quickly fill it up and restore your strength.

But now, Venerable Chi Xiao's dantian was like a big tank with a smashed bottom.

No matter how much water is poured into it, it will be of no avail.

Even if Ye Fan didn't kill him, he would be reduced to a **** and could no longer use any magical spells.

For a peerless strong man, such an encounter is even more cruel than killing him!

Suddenly, Ye Fan turned around and looked at Yang Zhenkun and Hong Yi who were limp in the distance, and then stepped away.

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

Although his footsteps did not sound, in this silence, they appeared to be particularly abrupt, like a war drum banging on everyone's chest.

Even though they were separated by a certain distance, everyone still shivered, trembling deep in their souls.

In their sight, everything between the heaven and the earth dissipated, leaving only the tall and towering body in front of them.

At this moment, it is no longer possible to describe Ye Fan as a "strong man", he is like an ancient god.

Holding the sun and the moon in your hands, in charge of life and death, traverse the ages, invincible in the world!

...

Not long after, Ye Fan walked in front of Yang Zhenkun, condescending, as if looking down at an ant, his sharp sword-like eyes had the might of tearing the sky.

At this moment, Yang Zhenkun's face was pale and bloodless. He just felt like he was riding a roller coaster, falling from the clouds into an abyss.

Originally, Yang Zhenkun thought that as long as Venerable Chi Xiao made a move, he would be able to kill Ye Fan in the blink of an eye!

But he couldn't imagine how the situation would develop into this.

Not to mention revenge for his grandson, even he himself may not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhenkun's vest was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and he took a deep breath, his eyes revealed a decisive look, as if he had made an important decision.

In the next moment, he actually abandoned all dignity, disregarding his identity as the leader of Hongyi, lying on the ground, bowing to Ye Fanxing's five bodies, and said in a humble tone:

"Ye... Young Master Ye! It is Yang Zhenkun who has no eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and offends you! Please be merciful and let me live! I am willing to be your running dog, and the whole Hong Yi is for you to drive, you let me I go east, I dare not go west!"

"Bow!"

"Bow!"

With that said, Yang Zhenkun actually learned how to bark in full view of the crowd, so he had a long tail and wagging his tail for mercy.

In a sense, he is also a hero, able to bend and stretch, and is well versed in the truth of "keep a green hill, not afraid of not having firewood".

Around, the elites of Hong Yi were stunned and dumbfounded. Have they ever seen Yang Zhenkun's side?

Seeing this scene, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, sketching a sardonic smile.

If he was a hard bone, Ye Fan would still look up a bit, but now, Ye Fan only had a deep contempt in his heart.

"Yang Zhenkun, do you remember? I asked Yang Jingjing to bring you a sentence before, let you wash your neck and wait!"

As soon as this statement came out, Yang Zhenkun's body shook, and then he knocked his head frantically.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The dull voice was endless, resounding through the audience.

In order to save his life, he didn't dare to be lazy at all.

Soon, red blood oozes out of his forehead, and the blood slid down his cheeks, blooming on the ground with many bewitching blood lotuses, shocking.

No one could connect such Yang Zhenkun with the underground emperor who covered the sky with his hands.

While kowtow, he begged for mercy: "Young Master Ye... forgive me! It was me who was confused for a while. Please be kind and let me be a fart!"

"Yang Zhenkun, I believe you will never be disrespectful to me after today!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhenkun's heart was slightly relieved, as long as Ye Fan was willing to keep him alive, with his means, he might not be able to make a comeback in the future.

"only--"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's conversation turned, and a substantive killing intent bloomed on his body, as if a **** of death came to the world, his voice was like thunder:

"I am a person who believes in my words! If you say that you are full of people, then you are full of people! You will not be left!"