"Xingdou Poyun Fist!"
Ye Ran looked indifferent, punched out, and the blue fist mark covered with thick clouds suddenly passed through the air.
The nearly two-meter huge fist mark was extremely fast, like a blue meteor, flashing through the air.
In an instant, he appeared in front of the bearded man.
The bearded man was so frightened that he felt like he was dead. He slashed down with all his strength, and a bloody sword glow shot out.
At the same time, a thick black mist appeared on his body, forming a black shield.
Ye Ran's heart moved slightly. There was so much black mist on this guy that it covered most of his body.
boom!
The sword light was crushed instantly, the blue fist mark suddenly hit the shield formed by the black mist, and a violent explosion sounded.
The bearded man vomited blood on the spot and his body flew out.
As soon as he landed, he ran away without looking back.
At the same time, my heart was full of horror.
Twenty thousand combat power, damn it, where did this kid come from, to have such terrifying combat power.
"Huh?"
Ye Ran screamed in surprise, but he didn't expect to be resisted.
The black mist shield seems to be a new method of controlling black mist. Through its own explosive characteristics, it actually offsets the Star Dou Cloud Fist.
A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he punched out again.
This time, the black mist on Luo Saihu's body was too sparse to form a black shield, so he was directly blown away by a punch and hit Li Mu.
Covered in blood, he staggered up and fell to the ground, unable to stand up.
Ye Ran walked over and picked up the Martial Lord Key and the Black Demon Seed on the ground.
After playing with the two objects for a while, he looked at the black devil seeds in his hands and asked curiously: "What was the black shield you just used?"
"Let me go, I... I'll just say it."
The bearded man's face turned pale, his voice was weak, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood again.
Ye Ran curled his lips and said, "Forget it if you don't tell me. I'll do my own research."
His palm suddenly exerted force, directly shattering the bearded man's head. After taking away his space ring, black mist poured out of his hand.
This time, the black mist seemed extremely active and couldn't wait to cover the bearded man's body.
After a moment, it came back to him.
Ye Ran looked at himself, wrapped in two arms, in the dark and thick mist, his eyes slightly condensed.
It has grown a lot. It used to be that I could barely manage one arm, but now it has grown so much.
It stands to reason that when he usually kills martial arts beasts, his growth rate is not that much. Is it because he gets more by killing people?
or……
Ye Ran glanced at the bearded corpse on the ground, and his heart moved slightly.
Or is it because this guy also has black mist?
Although the condensed black shield consumed a lot, the rest was devoured by him, which also explains why his black mist suddenly grew so much.
"This thing is getting weirder and weirder."
Ye Ran looked at the black mist in his hand. If it weren't for this black mist, he really didn't want to have more contact with it.
He threw out a ball of gold-devouring Yangyan and swallowed up the corpse on the ground.
He walked toward Monday River and prepared to search him.
At this time, Zhou Yihe raised his trembling palms and said in a difficult voice: "Please... please let my nephew go."
"not dead?"
Ye Ran was a little surprised. He walked closer and took a breath of cold air.
Zhou Yihe's chest had been blown out, his bones were white and his internal organs were shattered. A normal person would have died long ago.
But the other party relied on perseverance and took his last breath.
At this time, he was lying on the ground, his bloodshot eyes widened, he stretched out his hands tremblingly, and prayed weakly.
"Please, let... let my nephew go."
"Your nephew?"
Ye Ran glanced around and realized that there were two auras in the nearby tree hole.
He looked at the tragic situation of Zhou Yihe, remained silent for a moment, and nodded slightly.
After getting the answer, Zhou Yihe's eyes dimmed, his head tilted, and he died completely.
Ye Ran sighed lightly, this man is worthy of respect.
He stood up, and instead of swallowing the corpse with black mist, he just took away its space ring and walked towards the tree hole.
boom!
He slashed the entrance to the tree hole with a knife and said in a low voice: "You are safe, go east."
After saying that, he turned and left.
In the tree hole, two frightened cries sounded.
"Don't kill me, just kill my third uncle. The Dark Master's treasure is with him, not with me, so don't kill me."
"Wuwu, it has nothing to do with me, it's none of my business..."
Ye Ran stopped, turned around and walked into the tree hole.
In the tree hole, two young men, a man and a woman, were huddled in the corner, trembling.
"Kill your third uncle, don't kill you."
Ye Ran narrowed his eyes and said, "Your third uncle is very knowledgeable. I'm afraid he won't be at peace after hearing what you said."
"Please don't kill me. I'm just talking. I don't want to really rob you. Don't do it..."
The young man burst into tears and crazily kowtowed to beg for mercy.
The other woman was also crying loudly, "It has nothing to do with me, I just encouraged you a few words, who knew that this bastard Zhou Chuan would actually say that he wanted to rob you."
Ye Ran was startled after hearing this.
Then he shook his head slightly and said, "Let me just say that Zhou Yihe seems to be cautious and doesn't look like the kind of person who would act rashly."
"Even if he really wanted to get the Martial Master's key back, why would he fight so hard on his own? It turns out that he was forced to take action and fell into the hands of your nephew."
Hearing his voice, the young man realized that the person coming was not a bearded person.
But soon, he saw the blood on Ye Ran's body and the long knife with a beard in his hand, and fear appeared on his face.
Ye Ran walked over slowly.
Seeing him approaching with a knife, the young man couldn't bear it and locked the woman's throat with a ferocious face.
"Don't come here. If you come here again, I will kill her!"
Ye Ran raised his eyebrows.
The young girl was crying and cursing, "Wow, Zhou Chuan, you bastard, are you out of your mind? Why are you arresting me?"
"Made, please leave it alone. When I survive, I will burn paper for you."
Zhou Chuan glared at Ye Ran fiercely and locked the young girl's throat, "Get out of here. When I escape, I will leave her for you to enjoy."
Ye Ran smiled and really took a step back.
Seeing this, Zhou Chuan's eyes flashed fiercely, "Hurry up, how far is it..."
Uh-huh!
A snow-white sword energy flashed suddenly.
A head slipped to the ground.
Blood splashed on the young girl's face. She froze for a moment, then rolled and crawled over like crazy.
"Thank you, thank you..."
"no need thank me?"
Ye Ran was curious, "I saved you because I wanted to kill you with my own hands. Why are you thanking me?"
The young girl's eyes widened, she looked up suddenly, and saw a palm slapping down.
"In the next life, don't be mean-mouthed or encourage others."
Ye Ran's face was dull. He dropped his palm and with a bang, another corpse fell to the ground.
He threw out two balls of gold-eating Yangyan, burned the corpse, and turned around to leave.
Outside.
Ye Ran glanced at Zhou Yihe's body on the ground and shook his head slightly.
Yihe is really unlucky this week.
It was not a big deal to meet that bearded man by chance, but unexpectedly, my own nephew started talking about robbing him.
This immediately angered the bearded man and caused him to fight.
Unexpectedly, in the end, the arrogant nephew did not die, but he died first. The nephew he wanted to protect was also a ruthless person.
He glanced around and prepared to bury Zhou Yihe into the ground.
In any case, for that perseverance, this man does deserve some respect.
"Asshole!"
At this time, an old roar came from afar.
The air exploded like angry thunder.
Ye Ran's expression changed. This voice was that of the old man who was a fifth-level martial artist next to Zhou Yihe!
