The person who spoke was Meng Lun. He had been competing with Ye Fan secretly, and the same was true for the green-haired man at this moment.

Ye Fan stopped halfway, and there was no need for him to argue with Meng Lun at all.

If the latter wants to show off, let him go.

As the leader of this group of people, the green-haired man was nearly as powerful as the top saint, and he was not so easy to defeat.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan came down again to fight against the king of the Netherworld clan.

There are seventeen kings of the Netherworld clan, two of them have died at this moment, and fifteen are left.

There are also eleven kings on Lingxin, and there are also Lingxin. Ye Fan and Meng Lun’s masters exist, so they still have the power to fight against this group of people.

The more difficult thing is that the disciples below have basically fought against more due to the number gap.

However, in a moment, foreign aid disciples had already fallen into a pool of blood, and many Qiankun disciples were seriously injured.

A hundred people fight can only be described as cruel.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan fought with a king again, and the sword light flashed. The power of the holy spine that was already comparable to that of the king combined with the sword technique of the heavens, strangled the opponent in about a dozen moves.

"asshole!"

The green-haired man had already fallen in front of Meng Lun at this moment, and his originally arrogant expression became ferocious.

The peak power brought by Lingxin did not expect him.

"Come on your life!"

At this moment, Meng Lun had already attacked, his power was fierce, and every time he made the space tremble.

The green-haired man had a cold look, and when facing Meng Lun's attack, he just punched him.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the space several meters around Meng Lun collapsed directly, blood spilled in his mouth, and his body flew backwards like an arrow from the string.

"Brother Meng!"

Seeing this, Black Widow and others below all exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, this green-haired man was so terrifying that he could defeat Meng Lun with one move.

"You... your strength..."

Meng Lun had a horrified expression on his face. The green-haired man did not enter the realm of a top saint, and should be at the peak of the king.

But he is also the peak of the king, but there is a huge gap in strength between the two.

"I am the Netherworld clan. How can you compare to me if you are just a savage!"

The green-haired man looked at Meng Lun with disdain.

"The power of blood!"

Meng Lun suddenly understood something. The peak of the king and the power of blood can easily surpass him.

"A waste!"

Seeing that Meng Lun was defeated by one move, Ye Fan had already gone up and responded to Meng Lun's previous ridicule.

If the man with green hair is not controlled, this person will inevitably start a massacre.

"you……"

When Meng Lun heard Ye Fan's words, he could not argue and instead choked on several mouthfuls of blood.

I originally planned to show my face in front of Lingxin, but I didn’t know that this was the result.

"Cangye, you are just going to die. I will ask Xing'er to join us, and we will deal with him together!"

Meng Lun seemed to want to abandon his past grudges.

He had just learned a little about Ye Fan's strength. How could it be possible to kill the king with one sword without the power of the later stage of the king?

But this was just a punch in front of the green-haired man.

"If you don't have the ability, don't stand up, let alone make mistakes!"

Ye Fan ignored Meng Lun's proposal and continued to teach a lesson.

Meng Lun said this not to abandon past grudges, but to hide his misfortune. It is even unknown what trap was made for Ye Fan in secret.

"Then you regret it!"

Meng Lun said coldly and quickly retreated to the rear.

While the two were talking, the green-haired man also looked in the direction of Ye Fan and said in surprise: "One more person who died will come. You just ruined my good deeds, so let's kill you first!"

"Forty times the power of blood, I will give you a forty times taste!"

Ye Fan muttered to himself, and the blood power on his body officially exploded.

It was the first time he heard that the Netherworld clan had the power of blood, but if it weren't for the power of blood, the power of the green-haired man would be difficult to explain.

As for the forty times of power, it was estimated by Ye Fan himself and compared through the battle just now.

"Oh? Are you still a blood disciple? It's interesting!"

Seeing Ye Fan burst out forty times of power, the green-haired man raised a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Meng Lun and others were a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this person still had his true strength hidden. No wonder he was so arrogant.

"Eat my sword and point the sword to the heavens!"

After Ye Fan's bloodline burst out, the sword power became stronger, and the sky sword in his hand trembled, making a "buzzing" sound.

"Break it for me!"

The green-haired man frowned slightly and punched him again.

"boom!"

The space collapsed again, and an invisible force hit Ye Fan's heavenly sword, forcing Ye Fan back.

"It's true that there is some strength, but unfortunately your bloodline is too weak, otherwise I wouldn't be your opponent today!"

Ye Fan's sword was broken by pointing at the heavens, but he was not disappointed, but instead had a faint smile on his face.

The sword aimed at the heavens just now was not his strongest power at all, it could only be considered a test.

Ye Fan could not have beaten the green-haired man with the same blood power, because his Holy Rod is at most equivalent to the power of the king in the later stage, and the gap just now is also here.

"You're almost dead, but you dare to speak out loud?"

When the green-haired man heard Ye Fan's words, his expression changed slightly, and gathered his power again, shouting lightly: "Chop Killing Fist!"

This fist brought the man's martial arts power and its power increased, with the intention of killing Ye Fan with one blow.

"Boom!"

Before the Killing Fist was released, the power of the fist alone had already shattered the space, and Ye Fan's body began to sway.

"Eighty times, killing you is enough!"

Ye Fan muttered secretly, and blood appeared on his body again, and the sky sword trembled even more violently.

A terrifying force was brewing at the tip of the sword.

"What?"

The green-haired man was shocked and immediately hit the Killing Fist.

He wants to interrupt Ye Fan's precautions and ensure victory before he takes action.

“Wow…”

The Colonial Fist moved forward all the way, and the space continued to collapse, but when he reached Ye Fan's side, he suddenly stopped.

"go……"

Ye Fan suddenly raised his head, shouted lightly, and the sky sword turned into a white light and shot at the green-haired man.

"brush……"

The collapsed space was like a tide, and was changed by Ye Fan's power, and then swept in reverse with the guidance of the Tianjian.

"No……"

Looking at the white light in front of him, the green-haired man's pupils shrank violently and he let out an unwilling roar.

"brush!"

The sky sword directly pierced through the green-haired man's body and brought out a bunch of blood.

"Brush..."

Immediately afterwards, the man's body was like a tofu block, completely shattered by the sword light and turned into blood mist.

The sword aimed at the heavens with eighty times the power had already produced new power.

"this……"
Chapter completed!