Chapter 627 Goodbye to the Ghost Master

"Purple Infant Holy Lord?"

As the man exclaimed, the crowd was sensational.

The strange man with long purple hair fluttered, his pupils were filled with a strange light that pierced his soul.

He is the Saint Lord Ziying, the most powerful person in the inner sea.

Although Yang Fan had never seen the Ziying Saint Lord before, he had heard of this person's name.

The Purple Infant Holy Fire is one of the ten true fire demon flames in the inner sea. This is also one of the killer weapons of the Purple Infant Holy Lord.

In Tianlan Palace, Yang Fan had a deal with Zi Xuan and Zi Meng, two disciples of Ziying Saint Lord. At that time, the two joined forces to compete with the great Jindan monk.

However, in the Tianlan Immortal Palace, the upper world immortal weapon had a wave of aftermath, killing hundreds of high-level golden elixirs, Zi Xuan and Zi Meng, in that disaster.

At this moment, the Saint of Ziying descended on everyone's heads with a huge momentum, and looked at Yang Fan and the other two with indifferent eyes.

"That's what you and the other three people ignore the iron law of "Eternal Island" and *** in the "Star Luocheng" market?"

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the Ziying Saint Lord, condescending, aggressive.

On Eternal Island, there are many large and advanced immortal cultivating markets, where all the people trade at high level, and there are also many old monsters in the Nascent Soul.

Often, in such fairy-cultivating markets, there are superb supernatural powers in charge. Otherwise, how can they intimidate those old Nascent Soul monsters?

The Purple Infant Saint Lord is the great Nascent Soul monk in charge of "Xingluo City", and is also one of the owners here.

With his late-stage Nascent Soul senses, he sensed the abnormal movements here in the other corner of the castle and arrived as soon as possible.

"Fuck! Mr. Hu just taught a lesson to a few people who are not good at eyeballs. What's the point of making a fuss?"

Hu Fei was completely unwilling to buy it, and another roar like a lion came from the bronze arm guard, emitting a ferocious and wild aura.

"Do you dare to disobey me?"

The Purple Infant Saint Lord's pupils shrank, and his murderous intent was revealed. He stared at Hu Fei coldly. His long purple hair was automatically windless, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped.

"Master Hu is not happy, and he wants to teach you a lesson!"

Hu Fei grinned, his monkey hair stood up all over his body, and an uncontrollable desire to fight surged up on his body.

Seeing that the two of them had a disagreement, the battle was about to begin.

"Sir Saint Lord... This matter has nothing to do with the three distinguished guests, it is a misunderstanding."

At this moment, the old man surnamed Tao came over with a look of fear and took the initiative to stop the Ziying Saint Lord.

"Shopkeeper Tao, what do you mean?"

The face of Ziying Saint King darkened. He was the decision of him. The old man surnamed Tao was fine. He turned his elbow out to protect the ***.

"Sir Saint, it was indeed a misunderstanding just now. The mistake was that our 'Linfeng Pavilion' neglected the three distinguished guests."

The old man surnamed Tao was sweating coldly on his forehead.

"Hmph, even if it's wrong for you, this person is in the market, will he hurt someone?"

Lord Ziying Saint Lord snorted coldly.

"Yes, there are two Nascent Soul Seniors inside who were injured."

At this time, some people were watching the fun, and they echoed.

"As long as you take action in Xingluo City, I have the right to deal with it."

The Saint of Ziying sneered, and at this moment he refused to let Yang Fan and the others go.

Swallows!

At this moment, many people came to watch the fun from all over the castle, including the old Nascent Soul monsters.

"Huh? It turned out to be him-"

An old man with a black robe and gag nose covered in the crowd, when he saw Yang Fan, couldn't help but sigh, his expression gloomy and gloomy.

For many years, the man's face has existed in his heart like a nightmare.

The old man who exclaimed in a low voice was the "Ghost Master" of the past.

After retreating from Tianlan Palace and leaving Tianleyuan, Yang Fan was chased by Master Yinhun and his nephew Qu Yue.

That period was the critical moment when Yang Fan comprehended the Yangen period.

In the end, Yang Fan was promoted to the Yangen stage, shocking several major Yuanying, including the three-headed demon dog with the power of the master, and killed one Yuanying on the spot, but let the Yinhunren escape.

After the Yinhun Shangren's Yuanying escaped, he found a good skin and took more than ten years to recover his vitality.

At this moment, in the Xingluo City of Eternal Island, he actually saw the nightmarish existence in his memory again.

What made him even more frightened was that according to rumors in the inland sea, Yang Fan, who came out of Tianlan Palace, had become the new strongest man in the inland sea for just a hundred years, and was even compared with the grandmaster Qianqiu Wuhen.

As if feeling his gaze, Yang Fan turned slightly and looked at him with a smile.

The human figure on the ghost was stiff, and I felt an indescribable pressure suddenly descending, and my whole body was cold, as if it was trapped in an ice cellar.

How could Yang Fan not know him? A hint of joy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Although Yang Fan didn't seem to be trying to do anything, the ghost master stood still, unable to move his body, and did not dare to escape at all.

Yang Fan smiled and didn't care about him for the time being, because there is a conflict that has not been resolved.

This made Master Yinhun even more nervous and tremble. He didn't believe that the other party would let him go easily. The hatred between him and Yang Fan was not once or twice. If either party had the ability, he would kill the other party without hesitation.

"Catch these people together, and if you resist, you will be killed on the spot!!"

The voice of the Ziying Holy Lord was like a verdict. There were already four law enforcement elders behind him, all of whom were mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and they all moved together when they heard the sound.

"Sir, I will never let you do it." The old man surnamed Tao said anxiously: "This is a new person in the inner sea-"

"Fellow Daoist Tao, what do you mean? Do you still want to stop me from taking action?"

The Ziying Saint Lord's eyes were chilling, and he was very dissatisfied with the old man surnamed Tao. He ignored it. He shook his body and led four law enforcement elders to surround Yang Fan and the other two, and all the magical weapons and magical powers were released.

The old man surnamed Tao smiled bitterly and helplessly.

"Gaga... I want to fight, Master Hu is here to accompany you!!"

Hu Fei looked excited, and in a flash, he waved his fists, and his magic power poured into bronze arm guards. He was unstoppable. In the blink of an eye, he knocked down a law enforcement elder.

The Purple Infant Saint Lord was frightened and was about to stop him. Suddenly, a force of gravity hit. With a "boom", his body fell to the ground involuntarily. He groaned, his face was pale, and his eyes finally turned to Yang Fan, with a look of horror.

When I observed the three of them before, I was completely attracted by the barbaric and violent aura on Hu Fei and didn't pay much attention to Yang Fan.

At this moment, the other party was carrying his hands on his back, calm and gentle. With a thought, he fell to the ground and endured tens of millions of pounds of pressure. He was injured and groaned, then his face turned red, his breathing was rapid, his legs were bent, and he almost had a tendency to kneel down.

"you……"

The terror of the Purple Infant King's eyes spread, and his body could not escape the shackles of gravity no matter what. He was even more screaming in his heart, as if he was drowning and struggling in despair.

He watched Hu Fei use the power of a wolf to enter the flock of sheep and clean up the other four law enforcement elders one by one.

With the blessing of the bronze arm guard, Hu Fei's wild power was greatly improved, and he was unstoppable.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

In a moment, four law enforcement elders lay on the ground dyingly.

Fortunately, Hu Fei knew the importance of the attack and did not take their lives.

"Hehe, it's too weak. Should I change to a stronger one?"

Hu Fei's eyes were filled with excitement, and he gazed his hands, scanning the surroundings, making everyone shudder and retreat one after another.

"You...who are you?"

However, the Ziying Saint Lord looked at Yang Fan with a trembling voice, and finally realized that something was wrong.

With his cultivation level, except for the twelve strongest people in the Inland Sea, he is enough to rank among the top ten.

This person controlled him easily and had no power to resist.

Even the most powerful person cannot do this.

Because in his lifetime, the Purple Infant Holy Lord had fought with a demon-level powerful man and escaped his life. The strongest man in the inner sea was not mysterious in his eyes.

"Sir, this is Yang Yuanzun..."

The old man surnamed Tao smiled bitterly. The Purple Infant Holy Lord was aggressive and did not give him any chance.

"Yang...Yang Yuanzun!!"

The Saint of Ziying stared at Yang Fan, and was in a daze. His knee bent, struggling to resist the terrifying gravity that was about to crush him.

After learning about Yang Fan's identity, the Ziying Saint Lord had no psychological strength to resist. Sweat beads on his forehead, his body trembled slightly, and he was about to lie in front of the other side.

Yang Yuanzun!!

The millions of monks who stopped around were shocked and their eyes were frozen on Yang Fan.

The man in front of him took the pain of suppressing the Purple Infant Holy Lord in slightest statement.

The field was silent, and suddenly there was another sensation, and the eyes of many monks were filled with admiration and excitement.
To be continued...