Chapter 150: Die to me (please recommend collection)

After half an hour.
On the top of a remote mountain a few hundred kilometers outside of Muyuan City, Yang Fan sat cross-legged on the ground. Next to him, there was a transmission jade symbol.
"Coming!"
Bai Sha spoke, and the others showed a cruel smile.
"Something is wrong!"
Vice-Hall Master Lian Xinou frowned.
"Deputy Hall Master, in the face of absolute strength, any strategy is a cloud."
Shen Gaoyuan, the law enforcement elder of the outer door, smiled.
Soon, the six of them had seen Yang Fan sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, but Yang Fan was not like Monkey King at this time. The six of them stopped and looked around.
"What about people?"
Zhuang Xinghuai narrowed his eyes, peeking out his spiritual sense, and searching around.
However, no matter how Zhuang Xinghuai searched, Bing Xueer could not be found.
"No need to look for it. There is that jade charm next to that person. It seems that our sneak attack plan has been exposed."
Cheng Pengfu spoke, and the other five people looked around and saw the jade talisman for sending messages.
"If I expected it to be correct, you should be Monkey King."
Cheng Pengfu took a step forward and said to Yang Fan that he was the boss of this group.
"Your Sacred Sword Gate is really a big manuscript, you have dispatched the six fit period, and you are already halfway through the catastrophe period."
Cheng Pengfu was taken aback, just smiled.
He didn't think that Yang Fan realized the strength of his group because his strength was higher than himself. But think that Bing Xueer told Yang Fan these things.
"Boy, I'm very curious, now that you know we will catch you,
Why didn't you run? "
"run?"
Yang Fan got up, loosened his muscles and bones, said.
"Why run? Just rely on your six rubbish?"
"Bastard!"
Bai Sha was furious in an instant, and a kid in the infantile stage actually taunted himself a strong man in the middle of the fit.
"Hall Lord, this kid doesn't have to bother the five elders, leave it to me."
Cheng Pengfu nodded, and then waved his hand to transform a table out of thin air, on the table there are still some good food and wine.
Seeing this, the other four people all sat down and ate.
"Gao Yuan, how long do you think Bai Sha will be able to take down Monkey King?"
Wu Zheyan chuckled.
"I guess you can win Monkey King within ten strokes."
"Huh! An elder in the mid-integration stage, to deal with an infant transition stage, actually has ten tricks, and it will only lose the face of the sword."
Zhuang Xinghuai, the elder of the inner door, gave a cold snort.
Wu Zheyan frowned and looked at Zhuang Xinghuai with a murderous intent.
"I think so too. Some people don't understand Bai Sha. Presumably Bai Sha wants to play Monkey King. It is very possible that he will abolish Monkey King's cultivation base and interrupt his limbs."
Shen Gaoyuan stroked his beard and spoke.
Bai Sha showed a hideous face, with claws in his hands, rushed towards Yang Fan, revealing a cruel smile.
In his gaze, he seemed to see him holding Yang Fan in his hands like an ordinary little chicken, and finally abolished Yang Fan, and finally grabbed back to the magic knife door, and finally he was promoted to become a jue, so he could get more training resources and higher status.
Even in the end, Bai Sha still imagined that he was sitting in the position of the master of the Sacred Sword Gate, which made him laugh unconsciously, even his breath was already flowing out.
Yang Fan frowned as he watched the servant come over, a silly white sand.
Near.
Bai Sha's big hand was less than two meters away from Yang Fan, and Yang Fan was still unmoved.
Just when Bai Sha was about to catch Yang Fan, Yang Fan finally made a move.
Yang Fan slowly raised his hand, grabbed Bai Sha's stretched wrist, and then exerted a slight force.
Click!
The sound of cracked bones rang into the ears, which made the people of the tribe who had been busy drinking with a gratified smile.
"Have you heard, it was just a move, and Yang Fan had already been broken."
Shen Gaoyuan laughed.
Among the five people present, only Deputy Hall Master Lian Xinou noticed the abnormality, because the voice was a bit like Baisha.
Yang Fan squeezed Bai Sha's wrist off with one move, and the white sofa screamed and knelt to the ground.
Bai Sha became angry from embarrassment.
He couldn't accept that a strong man in the fit stage was defeated by a kid in the infant stage.
"Die to me!"
Bai Sha resisted the pain and ran his true energy with his left hand, patted Yang Fan's head.
Click!
There was another cracking bone, and Bai Sha screamed again.
Someone finally noticed something was wrong, turned his head and looked, his eyes widened.
Bai Sha's hands had been twisted into twists, and the bones on his arms had been comminuted fractures. Without advanced healing pills, he could not recover at all.
"Bold!"
"stop!"
Shen Gaoyuan, Wu Zheyan, and Zhuang Xinghuai stood up directly and let out a low growl, trying to stop Yang Fan's next move.
At this time, Yang Fan had already pinched Baisha's neck, lifted up with one hand, and his right hand flashed with lightning, aiming at Baisha's heart.
"I told you to stop, did you hear me!!!"
The three of them drank violently, their bodies flashed quickly, and shot towards Yang Fan.
Bai Sha was frightened and wanted to explode, but an inexplicable force suppressed his true energy. Now he is an ordinary mortal.
"no, do not want!"
Bai Sha begged, he already regretted at this moment, regret shouldn't be big.
No, I regret joining the Sacred Swordsman, I regret taking action against Yang Fan, and even regret that I am a mortal person, at least I can live.
Puff!
Yang Fan's right hand penetrated directly through Baisha's heart.
"amount!"
Bai Sha looked down at Yang Fan's hand inserted into his heart, blood continuously overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his vitality was fading away.
Boom!
Bai Sha's feeble body was thrown directly at the three flying over by Yang Fan.
Shen Gaoyuan caught the dead body of Baisha that had lost his life.
The trio's faces were gloomy.
Usually there is nothing in the three people's den, but now someone has killed a elder of the magic knife gate in front of them.
This is a shame and shame, this is a contempt for Chi Guoguo, the magic sword gate.
Cheng Pengfu's face was gloomy, and he didn't expect Yang Fan to be so strong, killing Baisha in the middle of the fit in the blink of an eye.
"Take a breath."
Cheng Pengfu only said these four words, but the three of Wu Zheyan already knew what to do.
Wu Zheyan roared, and a terrifying golden light shot towards Yang Fan.
Zhuang Xinghuai slapped a palm and rushed towards Yang Fan with unstoppable power.
Shen Gaoyuan sacrificed a long sword and swung it at Yang Fan.
"True Dragon Slash!"
A golden dragon roared towards Yang Fan.
boom!
Three attacks enveloped Yang Fan, and the strength of the three was well grasped. These three attacks would not kill Yang Fan, but the serious injuries were certain.
The smoke cleared, leaving only a pothole in place.
The three of them felt tensed, thinking that their attack had already beaten Yang Fan to the bone.
"Be careful behind."
Cheng Pengfu's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and at a glance, he found that Yang Fan had come behind the three of them.
When the three heard it, they hurriedly pulled back to mention.
"Don't you think that you only noticed behind you now, don't you think it's too late?!!!"
When the three of them stood firm, Yang Fan's voice suddenly sounded in them.
The three of them had scalp numb, and a breath of death enveloped them all.