350: C350 Incarnated God of Death

C350 Incarnated God of Death

Yang Fann had already thought of this.

This Gu Zhongtian's strength was exactly the same as before, without any growth. He still possessed Innate Fifth Layer, and to Yang Fann, this kind of strength was no different than an ant's. Therefore, Yang Fann decisively took action, not even leaving a chance for him to open up an opening.

On the other hand, Yang Fann naturally guessed it as well. With Gu Zhongtian's strength, since he dared to go to Tianyang City, he must bring along countless disciples. Otherwise, he wouldn't have the confidence.

And these people that had come now were precisely the people that had followed him.

"Elder!"

"Who has the guts to dare attack my Qingyang Sect Elder?"

"This is simply the biggest provocation of our Qingyang Sect."

Countless furious voices resounded in the air.

Yang Fann stood up and slightly raised his head.

The Mind's Eye captured everyone under its gaze.

"A group of Innates? It seemed that he had really invested quite a bit in Qingyang Sect this time. However, if so many people die here, even Qingyang Sect would not be able to withstand it. "

Yang Fann thought in his heart as his killing intent soared.

"Brothers, be careful. Although this person has no cultivation base, his physical body is extremely powerful." "Elder Gu was killed by this man just by a moment of carelessness." Mu Rong Xian reminded.

"Junior Murong?"

Instantly, the gazes of many Qingyang Sect disciples were attracted over, and their eyes shone brightly. It was obvious that they too were drooling over the Murong sisters. Now that they saw the Murong sisters were actually involved, they were extremely excited, as if they were on stimulants.

"Junior Murong, don't worry. In this world, cultivation is the way to go. "Moreover, we are not people that the outer court elders like Elder Gu can compare to."

"That's right. Junior Murong just needs to be optimistic." A piece of trash with only a fleshly body, kill him in the blink of an eye. "

"Juniors, wait for me. I, your brother, will kill this madman. Then, I will help Junior Murong's family to control this Xuanling City."

Suddenly, a few voices sounded and those voices were filled with unbridled arrogance.

"Fanner. If it's no good, then retreat. Their cultivation is not weak, and they are all Qingyang Sect's disciples.

Yang Ye reminded him.

"No worries, it's just a clown." Yang Fann sneered.

The opponent's cultivation was not weak, but Upper Sky Realm warriors … After he had entered the Redland Mountain Range, he had been unrivalled in the Innate Realm.

Yang Ye didn't say anything after hearing that.

"Impudent!" What a rampant brat. He practiced his fleshly body so arrogantly that only mediocre people would cultivate him. How could an ant like you know the profundity of martial dao? Die! "

A figure floated in the air, holding a long sword in his hand. With a few words, the long sword danced in the air.

Boom.

His elemental energy exploded, instantly forming hundreds of sword flowers in the air.

"Heavenly Maiden Dispersing Flower!"

One after another, sword flowers rained down from the sky like a violent storm, stabbing straight at Yang Fann.

When this move came out, everyone in Qingyang Sect had a face full of envy.

"Senior brother Liao actually used this move right from the start. This is a high-grade Mysterious rank martial skill; it is too much of a waste."

"You might not know this, but Shixiong Liao has already been tempted by Junior Sister Murong. This is such a good opportunity, so naturally, we have to show off our skills."

"Senior brother Liao sure is lucky. I'm afraid he's going to get a beauty this time." However, it's not like we don't have a chance. Look, Yang Zheng is dead.

Countless Qingyang Sect disciples were whispering.

In their eyes, the moment that sword appeared, Yang Fann would definitely die.

But what was different from them was that no matter if it was the Murong sisters or the people from the city, they were all staring at this sword.

He didn't dare to be distracted at all.

They could no longer believe this so-called one hit kill.

Several times, from the time of Yang Zheng to Gu Zhongtian's death, they had too many hopes, but without any surprise, they were all shattered.

This time, they no longer dared to make a decision prematurely, afraid that they would be disappointed again.

He looked at Yang Fann, but remained unmoved.

Even the chalk on top of the city gate had a lazy look on it, not even sparing it a glance, as if it had no interest at all.

Shua shua shua!

The sword light swept down and the beams of sword light landed on Yang Fann's body.

Liao Mu kept his long sword and turned around with a smile on his face to look at Mu Rong Xian. His face was filled with pride and pride.

The area around them was completely silent.

Liao Mu and the others were shocked by his actions, and they laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, junior sister, there is no need to be this shocked. He is merely a piece of trash. I have already said that I would kill him with a flick of my finger." Liao Mu laughed loudly.

However, a hint of pity appeared in Mu Rong Xian's eyes.

Liao Mu's heart sank, and a bad premonition surfaced in his heart.

"Senior brother Liao, be careful!"

"Senior brother Liao, quickly dodge!"

At the same time, the voice of the Qingyang Sect disciple sounded.

The unease in Liao Mu's heart grew stronger. He suddenly turned around and saw Yang Fann's figure in front of him.

"Fantastic. So that's the level?" Inner sect disciples of the Qingyang Sect are only so much. " As Yang Fann said this, the corner of his mouth flashed with a cold slander.

The punch landed.

Boom! *

Headshot instantly!

At this moment, everyone's expression changed drastically.

Especially the people from the Qingyang Sect, each and every one of them sucked in a breath of cold air. They knew Liao Mou's methods. Otherwise, they wouldn't be willing to call him senior.

But even so, Yang Fann actually smashed his head with one punch.

As for the people in the city, their faces were filled with joy. Every single one of them had one message on their faces, and that was that this was indeed the case!

It was as if they had anticipated this from the very beginning.

"Now, it's your turn."

Yang Fann slightly raised his head and looked at the crowd in the sky. It was like a death sentence, cold and aloof, not allowing anyone to disobey it.

The faces of many disciples of the Qingyang Sect changed drastically, and their formation legs became chaotic.

"Dammit, what kind of freak is this? The methods of Senior Brother Liao from Innate Seventh Layer actually have no effect on him at all."

"Not good, he's targeting us now, he's going to kill us!"

"Flee!"

For a moment, all the voices finally converged into one word.

Unfortunately, they had come very easily, and it was extremely difficult for them to leave.

If they were to leave, then who would be able to repay the debt of blood owed by Xuanling City today?

With just a thought, Yang Fann bent his legs, and with his powerful physical body, he leapt into the air and directly charged into the Qingyang Sect disciples.

Boom! *

After punching a disciple down from the sky, Yang Fann borrowed the force of the kick to rush towards another disciple.

Boom!

Another fist shadow descended and a Qingyang Sect disciple instantly died, becoming Yang Fann's stepping stone.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Plop, plop, plop …

"Ah!" "No, don't kill me.

"Spare us, all of this has nothing to do with us."

"No!"

The wails that soared to the sky were earsplitting, filled with desolation and despair.

However, all of this would not make Yang Fann feel the slightest bit of sympathy. At this moment, Yang Fann had turned into a god of death. His eyes were tightly shut like the eyes of the god of death. Even though there was no light in them, they made one feel as if they were in hell.

Whoosh!

Gradually, all sounds vanished.

Yang Fann's figure descended from the sky, and in his hands, was a disciple of Qingyang Sect.

Everyone looked at Yang Fann with reverence.

At this moment, he was a god!

A god who controlled life and death with a single thought.0

As for the Qingyang Sect disciple, he was currently kneeling in front of Yang Fann and shivering. His face was as pale as blood and he had lost his soul.

"You have a chance to live. Tell me, how is your current Tianyang City?"

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