Chapter 2090

2090

"The Purple Fire Sect is the closest sect to our red... Divine Sword Sect. Once this blessed land is taken away by the Danqiong Sect, it will be too much of a threat to us." Ning Zimo frowned.

A sect can't be established anywhere, the place where a sect can be established is generally a blessed place where the spiritual energy is strong enough, and various resources are relatively self-sufficient.

Otherwise, in some places where resources are relatively scarce, it is better to go to other places to practice after establishing a sect, and this sect is meaningless.

"Don't think too much, just go down and have a look," Ye Fan said, he had already been mentally prepared, and establishing a new sect would not be smooth sailing.

Immediately, Ye Fan led the girls directly to the square in front of the main hall of Zihuomen.

The people of Danqiong faction naturally also noticed the outsiders coming down, and surrounded them from all over.

Nearly a hundred monks gathered around, among them were several of the Duotian Realm and a large number of the Spirit Shaping Realm, all of whom were aggressive.

"Who trespassed on my Danqiong sect's land!?"

A man wearing a gray robe, with long hair combed back, holding a folding fan with a scroll of landscape paintings, and a man with a somewhat haughty white-faced scholar appearance between his brows, came out.

But soon, the man recognized Xiao Xin'er, "Feng Nu? Are you from the Red Lotus Sect?"

Ye Fan glanced at Xiao Xin'er, he didn't expect this woman to be quite famous in Danxiatian.

"Since when did this place become the territory of your Danqiong faction?" Xiao Xiner asked dissatisfied.

As soon as the man opened the folding fan, he said proudly: "I am the third disciple of the alchemy sect, Xin Yi, the ancestor Zixuan is dead, and the master sent us to receive this blessed land.

First come, first served, do you Red Lotus Sect still want to fight hard with our Danqiong faction? "

"Did Patriarch Zixuan be killed by medicine first? Why should this blessed land belong to you?" Xiao Xiner stared.

"Why, did you still kill them? You female cultivators of the Red Lotus Sect have not dared to go out since the Red Lotus Saintess left.

Coming here today is not sleepwalking, is it? Hurry up and wake up..." Xin Yi said with a smile.

The disciples of the Danqiong Sect around laughed and pointed, feeling superior.

As the largest sect of Danxiatian, the Danqiong faction is naturally the most well-informed.

Although they were still not sure who killed Zixuan, they didn't expect it to be someone from the Red Lotus Sect. After all, the Red Lotus Sect had no other Saint Realm experts except Xiao Rou.

Although the matter is still under investigation, the land grab can be a step ahead.

After they received the order, they came here to count the supplies of Zihuomen, planning how to use this new blessed land.

The Danqiong faction takes alchemy as their primary pursuit, so naturally, the more blessed places to produce medicinal materials, the better.

Hearing these words, Xiao Xin'er was furious. Although Xin Yi was powerful as the Emperor of Heaven, she was not afraid at all.

"Showing off your might here with the help of your teacher, what are you!?"

Xin Yi sneered, "Anyway, I have a teacher, and your Red Lotus Saintess has left you alone for twenty years."

"So what, I can still deal with you!"

Women can't stand being scorned like this, a cloud of phoenix flames condensed from Xiao Xin'er's hands, ready to fight.

But just as she was about to make a move, Ye Fan pulled her away from the side.

"Hey, Xin'er, wait a minute," Ye Fan said.

"Why are you dragging me!? I'm going to kill this low-minded guy!" Xiao Xiner said angrily.

Ye Fan patted the woman's plain hand lightly, "I haven't done anything for you for decades, now that I'm here, how can I make you feel wronged again?"

When Xiao Xin'er and the other three daughters heard this, they all felt sweet in their hearts.

"Then...well then, teach him a lesson for me!" Xiao Xin'er pulled her hands away, a hint of shame flashed in her eyes.

Ye Fan smiled and nodded. When he turned to look at Xin Yi and other Danqiong sect disciples, his expression had cooled down.

"Except for this one named Xin Yi, who has to die here today, the others will give you a chance to report back alive...

Just tell Yao Wei first... the head of the Divine Sword Sect, Sword God, is going to discuss something with him."

A group of Danqiong sect disciples were in a cloud of fog, laughing everywhere.

"The head of the Divine Sword Sect? Sword God? Could it be him?"

"What is he talking about? Where did this kid come from?"

"He wants to kill Third Senior Brother? Haha... Is this kid crazy?"

Xin Yi sneered and said, "Excalibur Sword God? The tone is not small...haha...

The Sword Immortal of Wine among the Twelve Saints of the Great Desolation, King Arthur of the Odin Empire, and Wu Ye Miyue, the Lord of the Demon God Kingdom, dare not call themselves the Sword God.

Don't you think...you are stronger than the three recognized sword masters, right? "

Seeing that none of these guys wanted to leave, Ye Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense.

Double disintegration! The sword will disintegrate!

In an instant, Ye Fan burst out with golden flames all over his body, and the fierce and incomparable sword intent pressure enveloped the entire Zihuomen Mountain!

With a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of flying swords hung all over the sky, like thousands of cold stars!

The Danqiong sect disciples who were still laughing at him just now were all terrified!

There seemed to be countless needlepoints in the air that were pricking their skin, and an invisible big hand would crush their hearts at any moment!

All this came too unexpectedly! The breath of death made them all look ashamed!

"This... Could this be... Emperor-level Sword Intent!?"

Xin Yi's expression was distorted, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Could it be that you killed Patriarch Zixuan?!"

Xin Yi waited for a group of Danqiong sect disciples, and now he finally reacted!

They really didn't see anything special about Ye Fan, because standing among several beautiful beauties, Ye Fan didn't look very conspicuous.

In addition, Qianlong Jue concealed all his cultivation and aura, making him even more mediocre.

Even if the strong men in the holy realm they have seen are not mighty, they are also refined, and they can see a kind of superior temperament as soon as they appear. How can they be so mediocre?

It wasn't Ye Fan's intention, even if he didn't use Qianlong Jue, he only had one pill cultivation, which is really inconspicuous.

"Preliminary before the soldiers, I will give you a chance to go, if you don't want it, then no wonder I..."

After Ye Fan finished speaking, with a thought, the flying sword made countless whistling sounds and descended from the sky!

The sky-collapsing sword rain is like a meteor flying down, shooting to the ground densely!

Except for a few disciples of the Danqiong faction above the realm of heavenly kings, those who are not strong enough can't stop such a devastating blow at all!

In the blink of an eye, there were only five disciples of Danqiong who could stand on the mountain, including Xin Yi!

"Run! Go back and invite Master!!" Although Xin Yi had the strength of the Emperor of Heaven, he didn't even have the courage to resist in front of the Emperor Sword Intent!

This kind of sword intent, which was only heard in rumors, actually appeared in front of him, and it was even more terrifying than what he had heard!

This is a sense of oppression from the heart, a kind of deterrence that makes people have to surrender when they rule the world!

However, Ye Fan was already prepared. As soon as he raised his hand, the tens of thousands of flying swords that flew down took off again and rose into the sky!

"Emperor Dragon Sword Prison!"

The flying speed of Xin Yi and others is not as fast as the flying sword.

I saw flying swords flying all over the sky forming eight sword dragons. After catching up with these five people, they circled around for a while and gathered directly, forming a radiant sword prison!

The flying sword shuttles intensively in the sword prison, killing without any dead ends!

"Ah!—" The screams of Xin Yi and others came from the sword prison.

In one breath, the pressure of the true energy of these people completely dissipated, and there was not even a corpse left!

Back and forth, in less than half a minute, hundreds of Dan Qiong faction disciples had disappeared from the Zihuomen!

Seeing the scene in front of them, the four women couldn't help being speechless. If Ye Fan was not their sweetheart, they would all feel shuddering...

Just as the women were about to say something, Ye Fan stepped aside and broke into a large hall.