Chapter 929: I am Mr. Bai!

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The great elder who has performed the Dafa of the Heart Demon is like a deflated leather ball, instantly dry and limp, foaming at the mouth, and unconscious.
Although his strength is strong, but he has not yet reached the realm of saints to subdue the heart demon. Now he deliberately indulges the heart demon out to cause chaos, which can be described as playing with fire and self-immolation.
After this battle, even if he does not die, he will be mentally disturbed and become crazy.
However, this demon who fell into a state of horror is beyond ordinary people's imagination.
In mid-air, the Demon King Shura, condensed from the heart demon, was not a phantom, but an entity, with flames above his head and a sea of ​​blood on his feet, surrounded by ghosts and winds.
The steel fork in its hand was gleaming with cold light.
Even at a certain distance, you can feel a strong and fierce hostility. There seem to be countless creatures crying, struggling, and roaring. Even the determined generation will be affected and dizzy.
When the Yasha Devil saw Ye Fan, it was like seeing a prey, with strange red glow in his eyes, eager to drink blood.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, the Yasha Devil turned into a phantom, rushing towards Ye Fan.
The flame above its head and the sea of ​​blood under its feet echoed each other, and the steel fork in his hand tore the air around him even more, and a bit of cold light pointed directly at Ye Fan's chest.
At this moment, even Ye Fan's face showed a solemn color, and he did not dare to be negligent.
He didn't expect that the heart demon condensed by the elder Zhang family was several times stronger than the deity.
He even had a feeling that even if two or three heavenly powers joined forces, he might not be able to help this Yasha Demon King.
Of course, if it is not a last resort, there will be no magical powers that can be used by high-hands to burn jade and stone, and die together.
At this moment, looking at the murderous Demon King Yasha, not only was Ye Fan not afraid, but instead gave birth to an eager ambition.
Suddenly, he stretched out his right index finger and flicked the blade of Thunder Tribulation Sword.
"Chang!"
A sword sound like a dragon roar suddenly sounded, roaring the sun, the moon and the stars, stirring up rivers, seas and rivers.
The virtual pill in Ye Fan's dantian was brilliantly radiant, bursting out with abundant energy, madly pouring into the Thunder Tribulation Sword.
On the blade, a layer of scarlet sword condensed, like a burning meteor, dazzling.
Seeing Crimson Sword Gang, Yasha Demon Lord who was still aggressive before, like a mouse meeting a cat, suddenly stagnated, showing a look of horror.
After hesitating for a few seconds, it turned around and fled in the opposite direction.
If the great elder was not in a coma, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot if he saw this scene.
Although Yasha Demon King was formed by the condensing of the heart demon, he was not a fool without sane, and his perception of danger was even stronger than that of a strong man.
From this scarlet sword, it felt the extremely terrifying power of extinguishment, so it ran away desperately.
"Huh... want to run?!"
Ye Fan sneered and said proudly:
"The first style of the Beichen Seven Swords-the brave sword slashes the sky!"
The overbearing voice shook the world and resounded through the sky.
Lei Jiejian tears through the void, and the scarlet sword beam illuminates the entire universe, which contains invincible will, making everything look dull and dull.
This sword is exactly what Wei Lao taught him.
In Wei Lao's hands, this sword once shattered stars and annihilated hundreds of millions of lives.
"Stab!"
The next moment, the sharp blade pierced the sky and tore the firmament, and the surrounding space was cut apart.
At this moment, Ye Fan, like a peerless god, descended into the world to punish the heavens.
As soon as the brave sword is out, it can only attack but not defend, and it will break through six ways.
Not to mention the condensed Yasha Demon, even the real Hades, Yama, can hardly resist.
"boom!"
The scarlet sword gang suddenly appeared, blooming with endless brilliance, taking away the brilliance of the sun, within a radius of one thousand meters, only a piece of white flowers remained, and there was no second color.
In the distance, Zhang Yang was frightened and limp to the ground, holding his breath, dare not to let out the atmosphere.
This sword made him feel his insignificance, like a humble ant facing the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, trembling deep in the bell.
"She!"
Finally, Crimson Sword Gang hit the fleeing Yasha Devil.
The Devil of Yasha didn't even have time to stop it, and the huge body began to collapse, and the few breathing efforts had disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, Jian Gang went out of the way, as if he was punished by the God of Exterminating the World, and slashed at the Great Elder in the rear.
The unconscious great elder, where could he resist, was instantly annihilated by Jian Gang, and Dao died away.
A generation of powerful talents will die!
If this news spreads out, it is like a blockbuster that will shake the entire ancient martial arts world.
In the Zhang family, although the Great Elder lives under the Patriarch, looking at the entire land of China, he is a first-class strong, not even weaker than Wu Tianshi, who is together in the Dragon and Tiger Mountains.
It is incredible that such a peerless powerhouse died in the hands of a young man.
...
The Yasha Demon King was beheaded, and the Great Elder Dao died away.
After that, peace was restored between heaven and earth, and everything was silent.
Suddenly, Ye Fan turned around, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked at the limp publicity.
In the battle just now, the public internal organs and the eight channels of the odd meridian have all been severely injured in varying degrees.
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
"Stick!"
Ye Fan stepped forward, and no one stopped him this time. Although the footsteps did not sound, they appeared to be exceptionally abrupt in the silence, like thunderbolts, exploding in the open chest.
"Don't come over, don't kill me!"
Zhang Yang yelled hysterically: "I am the young master of the Zhang family. If you kill me, my father will never let you go! The strength of his old man is much stronger than the great elder, even if you escape to the end of the world, Can't escape his palm!"
"Huh!" Ye Fan sneered and said, "People of the Zhang family, I haven't killed them! Zhang Yang, strictly speaking, you should thank me!"
"Thank you?" Zhang Yang was taken aback, thinking that Ye Fan was teasing him, and said angrily: "Thank you for what, thank you for ruining my Thunder Knife and killing the elder?"
"No no no!"
Ye Fan shook his finger and suddenly said, "Zhang Yang, logically speaking, you are just the second youngest of the Zhang family, and your eldest brother is arrogant and talented. He ranks second on the Qianlong list and is the best candidate for successor. You are not dead, where will you get the upper position?"
Although Ye Fan's voice was not loud, it was like an invisible hammer, slamming into Zhang Yang's chest.
At the next moment, Zhang Yang was shocked and his face changed wildly. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Who are you and how do you know about my brother's death?!"
You know, the news of Zhang Kuang's death is the biggest secret of the Zhang family, only the Patriarch, the elder and a few core members know.
But now, Ye Fan explained this secret in one word, how could he not be surprised?
"Ha ha……"
Ye Fan joined together slightly, and continued: "To tell you the truth, I killed the arrogance! From a certain perspective, because of me, you can sit in the position of the young master!"
"A bunch of nonsense!" Zhang Yang roared: "How could you kill my brother? He was obviously in Diancang Mountain, and was—"
Suddenly, the publicity stopped abruptly, as if thinking of something incredible, he looked straight at Ye Fan, his eyes were about to come out of his eye sockets, and he stammered: "You...you...you are... …"
"Yes!" Ye Fan nodded, straightened his chest, and said proudly:
"I am Mr. Bai!"
...
"boom!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a huge rock hitting the calm water surface, causing a thousand waves.
The language is not amazing and endless!
Zhang Yang's pupils shrank fiercely, his face showed a devilish expression, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, with horror.
In the ancient martial arts world, few people know the name Ye Fan, but when it comes to Mr. Bai, no one knows.
Especially among the younger generation, many people even regard Mr. Bai as an idol and a myth.
In the Qingyun test a few months ago, Mr. Bai turned out to overwhelm the crowd.
Gentlemen Jian Nie Ren, Zhang Family Young Master arrogant, Yaochi sect heir Dongfang Mingyue, these stunning talents are all defeated by his men.
After the hidden dragon list ended, the Patriarch of the Luo family in Jizhou even came to the door to avenge the murder of his son, but was defeated by Mr. Bai in one blow and knocked 999 times in the crowd.
Zhang Yang also knew that his elder brother Zhang Kuang and a Zhang Kuang elder ambush Mr. Bai in Dian Cang Mountain afterwards, but the elder was defeated and Zhang Kuang was also killed by Mr. Bai.
When the news came back to Zhang's family, the owner of the family was furious and furious.
You know, Zhang Family has waited for a thousand years before he arrives with a pure-yang body, and then injects nine dragon veins into his body. If the blood-burning nine-patterned dragon is a master, it will be enough to roar the world and be invincible.
Who knows that God is jealous of talents, and he died early before he succeeded.
Afterwards, the Patriarch of the Zhang family launched a family force to find Mr. Bai.
However, he was always hidden under a black robe, no one knew his origins, and no one had even seen his appearance.
Moreover, after the Qingyun trial, Mr. Bai disappeared bizarrely, never appeared in the ancient martial world again, even the Zhang family could not find it.
Zhang Yang did not expect that Ye Fan in front of him was the legendary Mr. Bai!
This news, like the last straw to crush the camel, completely collapsed his psychological defense.
"Woohoo..."
The dignified young master of the Zhang family actually wailed loudly: "Mr. Bai, ah no-Bai Daxia, Grandmaster Bai, please forgive me, I don't want to die! You take all the baby in me, Zhang I also wrote all of the family's exercises silently, just ask you to give me a way to survive! Don't worry, I will never betray your identity!"
Seeing him begging for pity, greedy for life and fear of death, Ye Fan showed disdain, and his heart was contemptuous.
Practitioners must not only be proud, but also arrogant.
Even in the face of a strong enemy, face it calmly, preferring to be broken rather than full.
This can be regarded as a hero!
Now, Zhang Yang can put aside all his courtesy, justice, and shame in order to survive, and it is really disgusting to sell his family.
Ye Fan looked at him condescendingly, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense. Between you and the Zhang family, I have never died for a long time, so how can I let you go? You, what last words? Huh?"
Between the lines, there is a substantive killing intent.
Hearing this, Zhang Yang's hairs stood up all over, as if chilling, as if one foot had stepped into a ghost gate.
He opened his mouth to continue begging for mercy, but his tongue was so stiff that he couldn't even speak a complete syllable.
"Stab!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes drenched, he raised the Lei Jie Sword and swung it down fiercely, slashing at him.
Now, Zhang Yang has no helpers and no means of self-protection. After a sword, he will fall to the ground.
"Huh!"
At the moment of his death, a small wooden sword flew out of his eyebrows.
At first glance, there is nothing surprising about this wooden sword, just like a handful of dozens of dollars on the floor, but there is a mysterious atmosphere on it, simple, vicissitudes, solemn, solemn, lofty, pure...
This is an aura that touches the origin of the avenue, like a deep sea, like a descending to the world, it is impossible to describe the mystery in words.
Immediately afterwards, something incredible happened-
There was a tall figure that "jumped" out of the wooden sword.
Looking into the distance, I saw that he was a middle-aged man in his forties, with phoenix eyes flying diagonally, long eyebrows into the temples, high forehead and nose straight, sword eyebrows and star eyes, extraordinary.
Between the gestures, the ethereal meaning was revealed, like a fairy about to emerge and soar.
As soon as he appeared, various visions appeared in the surrounding world.
The sky is full of magical clouds, the unicorns are spitting out, the purple air is coming from the east, the fairy sounds...
After seeing his appearance, Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, as if a drowning man saw the straw and shouted:
"father!"