Chapter 239: Returning to God, that ’s it

"Blood!"
Boom ~ Ye Fan's blood erupted, and each "hair" hair stood up.
The breath soared dozens of times, and it even broke through the seven strengths of Tian Yao.
"Lie ~ slot! It's another method of burning essence and blood, so violent."
"His momentum seems to have broken through the tenfold seven, terrible!"
However, Ye Fan ignored the shock of the crowd, but secretly urged another energy.
"Undead ghost!"
Hey ~ Each purple gold "color" feather "hair" covers his body in an instant. Body rigidity has increased tens of times again.
Layers of purple "color" phantom light, "force" the crowd again.
Shock!
This Nima has become stronger and stronger!
The breath of the seventh peak.
The people around him have already been "forced". Ordinary people have been very hard to practice a kind of hard work, but he has practiced two subjects at the same time, and he is very powerful.
Wicked!
"This kid is really weird!" Zhou Qing took a sigh of relief, and it seems that Bei Muyang can't hold it today!
However, the next moment, they were completely stunned.
Roar ~ What a violent power! Ye Fan clenched his fists, and his whole body muscles were bursting.
Not enough, not enough.
I can be stronger!
"Blood evil spirit!"
Alas, he screamed soaring into the sky, his whole body instantly expanded into a giant six meters tall, with blue-faced fangs and two rows of devil-like spurs behind his back.
An overbearing breath wafted, and the floor under his feet was broken like a spider web.
A blood-shaking force surrounds his arms and body.
terror!
The breath is far more than Yaba Yae!
auzw.com "What happened to me when I lay in a big slot? It's absolutely" forced "to be fake!"
"Terrible, he is definitely the most terrible human I have ever seen!"
"Specially, this is not human at all, it is horrible Warcraft."
Amazing!
Leng Jingfan and other disciples are all disciples, and their faces are ugly, and a sip of water will not go down their throats.
"I'm undefeated, no one can beat me!" Bei Muyang growled, his eyes instantly turned red.
In his eyes, only by killing Ye Fan can he save everything.
"Give me to die!" Bei Muyang punched out, and the blood clouds on the sky and his blood quickly gathered, forming a shocking blood fist!
With one blow, the world trembled.
Roar ~ Ye Fan growls like Warcraft, but also exhausts his body with a punch.
The power of blood, carrying the violent return to the gods, overwhelmed the mountains.
Boom ~
The two fists collided, and Ye Fan's divine intention even crushed the blood fist with the tendency of destroying and dying.
With one punch, he banged on Bei Muyang's chest and smashed his chest directly. The whole person was thrown hundreds of meters away.
asphyxia!
Everyone didn't dare to breathe.
The power of this one punch turned out to be the death of the Tenya Yae!
Each of the disciples became cold and frightened.
On the fist of Ye Fan, the God of Guiyuan had not yet dissipated, and the coercion emanating from him shrouded everyone's hearts.
"This ~ Is it the nine martial arts martial arts gods and gods are united in God's will!" Zhou Qing said in shock, what can't this boy do?
Horrible!
"Crouching ~ trough! Kendo is invincible, and now even Guiyuan Shenyi is used, is he too wicked?"
"One fist kills Tenya Yae, even the same level can't do it?"
What is the garbage of God's will?
What is this garbage? They are not even as good as garbage!
Ye Fan shoved his chest twice and shouted, "Elder Zhou, I killed him. Are you okay?"