Chapter 727: Kill a **** sky

\ "Once again, this sound is like a curse, which makes all the Jinwu people shudder.
\ "Woo ..." The third arrow was finally fired, still for several tens of miles, traversing the clouds and striking a harsh whine.
The arrows showed one after another, the heaven and earth and Ming, which were given the imprint of Tao by Ye Fan, this is the embodiment of his idea!
This arrow shot at the Jinwu Clan's third prince, pierced hundreds of miles, the sky descended, the red color was translucent, the sky was rumbling, and it was roaring like a thunder, and the scene was scary.
The third prince of the Jin-wu ethnic group, this is a super powerful Junyan, he turned into a golden cloud and turned into a golden cloud, evading this killing blow.
The others breathed a sigh of relief, and finally did not shoot the third prince, otherwise it would be too scary.
\ "The same arrow style, you still want to continue to show it? Give me away him, at all costs, let all the altars burn!" Jin Wu, the third prince's eyes, Yin Li, commanded loudly, full of murderous opportunities.
\ "Woo ......"
The return of the magic sound, dozens of miles of training, shot back at a faster rate, shocking the world.
\"Be careful!"
\ "No, the third prince!"
The two elders of the Jinwu ethnic group yelled, their eyes split, and their hairs stood upright, but everything was too late.
\ "Poo"
Shenhong, which lasted for dozens of miles, flew back, pierced through the back of Jinwu three princes with an arrow, and rushed his body for more than a hundred miles, then exploded, and the stones and bones were scattered.
This arrow not only contained Ye Fan's divine power, but also imprinted his indelible will, engraved his enlightenment, and never stopped killing the enemy.
When the Divine Arrow returns, it expels ten spirits, which is even more terrible than when it just got out of the Wanshu Bow. This is Ye Fan ’s will leading all this!
A prince of the Jinwu clan Dong was shot, no suspense, very clean and neat, which made everyone in the Jinwu clan cold.
\ "Boom"
All the altars burned up, and the Jinwu people were irritated with red eyes. At all costs, all ancient altars were destroyed and Ye Fan was buried together.
On Ye Fan's shoulder, the child was sobbing ... the bright eyes were full of tears, pitiful, and a pair of small hands stretched out together. Although he was hundreds of feet away from the sea, he still wanted to catch What, sadly sobbed, sadly called: \ "Jiang regret ......
Ye Fan did not put the children into the tripod, but wanted him to see the so-called war. His road was destined to be uneven and could not be raised as flowers in the greenhouse.
\ "Grow up, be strong, this is your best memory and respect for Jiang Bo!" Ye Fan touched his head and said.
After his face, his eyes cooled down again, still bowing and arrowing, pointing Shenhong at the last target, the seventh prince of the Jinwu ethnic group!
This time, a total of five people from the top ten prince Zhonglu came here. He wanted to shoot one by one without giving them a chance.
\ "Quick, let the ancient array burn up and stop him!" The Jinwu clan screamed, and the seven princes had already gone to the sky, fleeing desperately, away from this ancient array.
\ "Useless, you ca n’t get away today!" Ye Fan's voice was very cold, and he stirred in the sky above the Mohai Sea, making the whole Wang Yang beat the clouds and hit the high sky.
He passed through the prohibition again and again with the wording method. In the high sky, he bent his bow and arrow, and like a full moon, the whole person was as bright as a round of the sun, which aroused the spirit of nine days.
\ "Coffee"
Eventually shot with an arrow, the seventh prince of Jinwu had turned into a huge golden bird and flew out for more than a hundred miles, but still failed to escape the death.
\ "Poo"
He was pierced through the head with an arrow, and issued a screaming scream. The golden feathers flew all over the sky, and the golden blood bloomed like Muxia, dyeing the sky.
The body of a huge golden bird, like a broken mountain, fell apart and fell to the depths of the black sea, splashing big waves after another.
\"what……"
The two elders of the Jin-Wu tribe yelled, and their anger was rushing into the Nine Chongtian.
Today, the three princes, four princes, five princes, seven princes, and eight princes of Jinwu were all killed, and they will die in one day, which will shake the world [Zhitian].
The ten princes of Jinwu, each mana is monstrous, and the world is covered [Zhitian]. It is said to be a beautiful talk, and it is a symptom of the prosperity of the Jinwu people.
However, on this day, everything was broken, and the five golden princes died in the hands of one person in one day, which became a shame.
At the same time, you do n’t have to think about it, this will inevitably achieve the supreme prestige of the young surnamed Ye, bow the bow to shoot Jinwu, and fall for five days in a day, which will become a kind of beautiful talk!
Stepped on the corpses of the Jin-Wu people and became the focus of the world's [Zhitian]. It attracted a lot of attention and gathered all auras. This result is already predictable.
The elders of the Jin and Wu nationality hated, and the young surnamed Ye had achieved his prestige with the bones of a few geniuses of the Jin and Wu nationality. After thinking about it, they made them crazy and their hearts bleed.
\ "You ca n’t let him go, even if the jade and the stones are all burned, everyone is dead here, and you have to get rid of him!"
\ "Boom ..."
Dozens of altars burned and turned into a blazing fire, which contained a supreme killer, [Zhitian fast hand-sharing to share with you] Thousands of golden blacks are contending, the golden light is shining, and the wings are flying to the sky!
Ancient killing array, showing its most terrifying one, Wanwu flying together, spreading its wings in the sky, vomiting murderous energy, here became a golden ocean.
\ "Is there a fight to die?" Ye Fan stepped up to the sky step by step, his expression was so calm, he looked at the poor young child who was still crying on his shoulder, and said: Take a good rest. ...
Next, he was about to carry out a fierce battle, and he did not plan to let the young children watch it, because it was necessary to let him see the previous battle in a modest way.
Too much blood, too horrible blood flow into the picture, really not suitable for such a young child, it is not conducive to his growth.
Ye Fan lightly flicked, and the poor childish child fell asleep in the past and was still calling the old servant in his sleep ... "Two lines of crystal tears hung on the small face.
Ye Fan poured a few sacred springs into his mouth to help him survive, and then put it into the Yujing bottle to start a battle.
\ "Kill me Jinwu people and slash my prince. How can this shame be reported?" An old Jinwu shouted to mobilize morale.
\ "Blood debt and blood return, I was sentenced to death by the Jin-Uk people, suffered 36,000 gold feather knives, slaughtered for three and six months, crushed Yuanshen with a grinding disc, and Yongzhen purgatory!"
Hundreds of gold and black masters roared, all of them were almost violent, here a big battle, the sword tweeted, the ghost cried and howled!
\"kill!"
\ "Kill him to kill the soul, cut him off, and wash my shame!"
The crowd of Jinwu people is crazy, everyone is roaring together, the world is shaking, [Zhitian quick hand to share with you] The whole North Sea is boiling.
In the distance, some monks heard indistinctly, and all of them changed color. When they saw the ghosts and gods crying in front of them, the sorrow cloud was bleak. As the heavens came, they all evaded.
Seeing this high morale, Ye Fan didn't say much, broke the ban with the word tactics, and directly rushed into the sky, six reincarnation fists and rounds, suddenly hit a dusk where the gods fell down, the gods mourned, various The visions were mixed.
\ "Boom"
This prestige of fist contains Ye Fan's body spirit, which is a manifestation of his Taoist sublimation, and he has been advancing for the past four years!
\"what……"
The prestige of a punch came out, and dozens of burning ancient altars in front were shattered.
Ye Fan shocked in this ancient killing formation, killing a blood-stained sky!
This prestige of fist has caused the forty or so masters of the Jin-Uu people to fall, all smashed into the void, and died with their altar.
Ye Fan shattered the confidence of the Jinwu family with a six-step reincarnation punch, and broke their morale. The remaining seventy or eighty people all shut up, and no one shouted.
\ "You had a similar feeling when you murdered the holy queens of the holy tribe. It was really nice to say what blood debts were returned. I am standing here and all of you will come together!"
Ye Fan stood calmly, with a little blood on his body, but no drop belonged to himself. [Zhitian quickly shared with you] The enemy was killed.
\"kill!"
\ "Ca n’t let him leave alive, bowing and shooting the five princes of our family in one day, this is a shame and shame for the whole family!"
Two old golden black screams exhausted, golden hair scattered randomly, roaring upward.
Once it was spread, the Jin-Wu people could not lift their heads at all. The so-called prestige would plummet, and Ye Fan, a young man who stepped on the bones of the Jin-Wu people, would certainly be famous [Zhi Tian].
\ "Ok, let's kill!" Ye Fan's voice was very flat, but there was a smell coming out of the face, and it was extremely killing.
\ "Zheng Zheng"
In the sky, the swords were clashed, and I did n’t know how many swords shot, and there were thousands of golden black wings fluttering into a golden light, killing Ye Fan.
This is the altar of the ancient killing array is burning, releasing the most terrifying power. If it is replaced by any sacred Lord, I am afraid that I will drink it and die here.
However, Ye Fan has mastery of Xingzi. Although this kind of array poses a great threat to him, it is difficult to cut him to this day.
Watching the old maniac exerting this secret has already touched the realm of time. Ye Fan himself has been enlightening the Dao in the eyes of the North Sea for more than four years. [Zhitian quickly shares with you] It can be said that the diligence has reached a deep point, and there is little ancient Zhen can trap him.
\ "Boom!"
Ye Fan shot, mercilessly, and the heaven and earth seal shot, the dozens of Jinwu people in the front were all meat, including six and a half steps, the so-called killing array could not stop him ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Summon Jinwu Ancient Great Saint! "
The two veterans shouted, their bodies faded like a Tao, and they joined together with the tens of thousands of golden Wu in that formation, and turned into two more terrifying ancestors, shining in the world.
Two ancient ancestors, golden and magnificent, traversing the world, wielding hundreds of millions of forces, fighting to the North Sea boiling will dry up!
Here, weeping and crying, all the Jinwu Clan strongmen followed up, fighting Ye Fan, and became a blood-stained sky.
I don't know how long the war was, all the ancient altars shattered, countless golden feathers flew, the sky was full of blood, and the sea was red.
One body after another fell, the Jinwu people were killed and injured, all were killed, blood stained the sky.
In this campaign, Ye Fan alone fought against hundreds of masters of the Jin-wu ethnic group, including many powerful, veteran, and future inheritors of the Jin-wu ethnic group.
This is a world of bloodshed, Ye Fan is covered in blood, killing the ring, the North Sea is struck by World War I!
Can imagine how terrible the aftermath of this war, the storm after the spread of it soon can predict one or two.
Yin Tiande, Goddess Yi Qingwu, Lu Rong, etc. [Zhi Tian] All masters will probably shake.