The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 170
Desolate hut, in the locust tree forest.

Shen Ma and Ye Fan are watching the dry old trees, trying to find out the secrets.

According to legend, these old locust trees have existed for more than 10,000 plants, and they have never changed. The villagers call them holy trees and never damage a single leaf.

Shenma went to the tree and put his ears on the trunk, but he didn't hear any sound, only the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind, and the shade all over the ground.

He stretched his hands into the dark tree holes, but he didn't feel anything unusual.

"Strange, I remember that this is an entrance passage to the Immortal Burial Ground. Is it because the secret ground has not been officially opened yet?" Shen Ma couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Ye Fan on the side was also puzzled.

"Ye Zhetian, come out for me!"

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from outside the village. Sang Yin was very agile, but with a hint of chill.

"Hehe, the Lord is here." Shen Ma was familiar with this voice, knowing that it was Qi Fushui who came in person.

"There are new ingredients today." With a calm expression on his face, Ye Fan flicked the dust off his body and walked straight out of the village.

These days, the sparrows, golden gods, colorful luan and other spiritual beasts ridden by the big flower guardians have all entered the stomachs of Shen Ma and Ye Fan. have eaten.

Outside the desolate hut, the sky was filled with turbulent clouds and mist, and there were many figures. I don't know how many masters came, all of them were young heroes from Qishi's mansion.

The sun shone through the thin clouds, shining on the vast white land, reflecting five colors of light, setting off the monks in the void like heavenly soldiers and generals descending to earth.

When Ye Fan and Shen Ma walked out of the ancient village, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. There were more than a hundred young masters, even if they were powerful, they would have to kneel.

Of course, most people are just here to join in the fun, Qi Huoshui is not so charming yet, and can make so many elites fight for her.They just came to watch the battle.

"Are you coming to my territory to make trouble again?" Ye Fan asked.

"I'm here to watch on behalf of the monks from Beiyuan!" Someone shouted from behind.

"I'm here to watch on behalf of the monks from Donghuang." Someone took the opportunity to boo.

It's just that as soon as this person opened his mouth, he gave Shen Ma a sense of familiarity, that person was a white and tender fat man.He quietly turned his five-color eyes to see, good guy, it turned out to be that wicked Taoist priest.

"This fat man is just a smelly cat, he will go wherever there is treasure, and nine times out of ten, he is staring at the unopened fairy burial ground." Shen Ma thought to himself.

"Brother Shen, why are you here? This Ye Zhetian can't be Ye Fan." Duan De whispered, he had seen the image of Shen Majiu Sword Immortal.

"Of course, come to Lucheng for a drink later." Shen Ma smiled.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Duan De nodded his head.

……

"It's you who ate the princess' dragon horse?!" Qi Fushui gritted his teeth lightly, his eyebrows frowned, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Exactly, what do you want? I've had enough of always going to my territory to make trouble." Ye Fan looked impatient.

"Very good, the dragon horse who has eaten my princess dares to be so righteous. I will take you down today and pull the cart for me forever." Qi Fushui smiled back in anger, like a rose with thorns, charming and dangerous.

"It's almost the same if I use you to pull the cart. I don't know what kind of monster you are?" Ye Fan squinted his eyes and looked at Huo Shui.

"You... looking for death!" Qi Fushui gritted his teeth, and an uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes, like an enraged lioness.

"Wow!"

The monks around were all in an uproar, the person in front of him was so daring that he wanted her to be his mount in front of Princess Qi!He even bluntly said that she was transformed from a monster.

"I heard that right, this kid is really floating!"

"Where did this person come from, did he eat the fairy gall?"

The people in the back were dumbfounded at first, and then they talked a lot. Princess Qi's aggressiveness is well known, and the people in front of me probably don't know how to write the word dead!
"What kind of beast is Princess Qi deformed?" Someone yelled out loudly.

Shen Ma didn't even need to think about it, he knew that the wicked fat man was taking the opportunity to make a fuss, and he and Ye Fansheng had a natural conflict.

"Who?!" Qi Fushui's mutton-like jade face suddenly glowed red, his plump chest rose and fell, and the anger in his heart was ignited all at once.

She glanced at the back, but she couldn't find the uproar, and her anger anchored Ye Fan.

"Shh!"

Flowers and rain danced all over the sky, and the rich fragrance dissipated all of a sudden, refreshing.In this piece of beautiful fairy flowers, there are infinite murderous intentions, and small worlds are born in the void.

"Three thousand small worlds!"

Ye Fan threw his fists upwards, majestic, every move contained infinite power, one world after another was shattered, he was like a god of war, going forward without hesitation, attacking the princess of Qi.

"One flower, one world, one grass, one heaven!"

The three thousand small worlds rotated at an accelerated speed, constantly reborn and destroyed, and the terrifying energy tide surged in the void, enveloping Ye Fan completely.A trace of chaotic mist lingered in it, and the shattered breath became more and more terrifying.

"Fighting word secrets!"

"One Monument Town World"

Ye Fan slapped it away with one hand, and a ray of divine light turned into a hundred-foot-tall stone tablet, crushing it away.In an instant, the monstrous divine light surged, and the roaring sound echoed in the air, which was breathtaking.

He collided with three thousand small worlds with his bare hands. The flowers bloomed and faded, and the origins and extinctions. Countless small worlds were destroyed in the collision and resurrected after the destruction.

……

"Brother Shen, who do you think will win?" Before he knew it, Duan De came next to Shen Ma and watched the battle in the sky together.

"It should be Ye Fan. The Ancient Eucharist will eventually bloom its glory." Shen Ma responded.

"Improbable, no matter how you say it, Qi Huoshui has the ability to transform into a third dragon, and Ye Fan is only four poles perfect now." Duan De was puzzled.

"Who made him the Son of Destiny?" Shen Ma said with a smile.

"Hey, I'm the Daoist, right? That kid can only be ranked third at most, and the second is Brother Shen." Duan De smiled brightly, showing his snow-white teeth.

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a day, and it's like three autumns, fat man, you have thick skin again." Shen Ma wanted to punch his chubby red face very much, this fat man is too shameless.

The battle between Ye Fan and Qi Fushui continued. From sunrise to sunset, the surrounding mountains were flattened, the ground was full of potholes and ravines, and the air was full of hazy dust.

The two fought for more than 2000 rounds, which can be called inseparable.

There were more and more monks watching around, and they couldn't help but marvel at the strength of Qi Huoshui and Ye Fan.

"It's over!"

(End of this chapter)