So far, Li Yifan has not used all his strength at all, and there is no need to exert all his strength.

There is a big gap between the strength of the wind devil and his imagination. He thought that his opponent had been famous for many years, and his strength should be very good, but he thought more.

After his cultivation was improved, he used the five elements heaven and earth sword, which could easily suppress the strong on the God of war list. Even the Seven Star heavenly punishment sword was unnecessary.

"Your strength, why so strong?" The wind devil's face is full of bitterness. He thinks that even if his strength is not as good as his opponent's, he should be able to fight a few moves. However, he didn't expect that he could use all his strength and couldn't take over his opponent's moves at will.

The strength gap really made him despair.

"That's what every opponent of mine says. Well, it's time to take you on the road!"

As soon as Li Yifan stepped, the eight trigrams of yin and Yang emerged, and the sky fire raised.

Thirty six soul sword array, accompanied by a piece of blood light, which has created numerous myths of the wind devil God, completely become the dust of history.

All returned to calm, Li Yifan took his storage ring, "this old dog is also a person of jiuxuanmen, it seems that he is at least elder level."

Sato wind devil and Fujiwara Beichuan are both people of jiuxuanmen, so it is natural to conclude that the wind devil is also a person of jiuxuanmen, and with his strength, his status must be very high, at least an elder.

Now except one, jiuxuanmen is a part of it.

"Tut, it's still a pile of dirty things."

After checking the contents of the storage ring, Li Yifan shakes his head directly. Just like everyone in jiuxuanmen he killed at the beginning, the storage ring of the wind devil is not much better. It's all dirty things.

Now that he has no time to clean up, he should put away the storage ring first.

Below, people saw that the sky had been quiet, and they all talked about it.

"Why is there no movement?"

"It's a division, isn't it?"

"I don't know which side won."

There was a lot of discussion, because it was night and it was dark. They wanted to see what happened in the sky, but they didn't have the ability. They were all very sorry.

However, some martial arts people have good eyesight.

When they saw the result of the battle above, their faces all became unprecedented horror and panic.

A moment later, an indifferent figure stepped on the void and fell down.

It's Li Yifan.

I saw that he looked leisurely, and there was no trace of disorder on his body. In the battle between the strong, he not only didn't get any injury, but also won a great victory.

Because he was the only one who came back.

The wind devil even failed to leave his body and completely disappeared from the world.

"Sure enough, Li Qiankun won!" Some people are awe inspiring. Although they have guessed the result, they are still shocked.

Ouyang Mingsong sighed, "it's Li Qiankun in the end. Strength is strength."

"Li Shao or Li Shao, the apprentice of the wind devil is not as good as Li Shao, and even he himself is not as good as Li Shao," Wen Ti Ren said with a smile.

Under the trees, the wind devil is like falling into an ice cave

"Isn't that obvious? In terms of strength, the great God of wind is about the top five in the list of God of war, and Li Shao has already surpassed the list of God of war, "Wen Ti Ren said with a smile.

Muxia wind devil completely despair, Zhen Sinan and others are also hit.

After Li Yifan came back, he yawned and looked flat. He knew that some people must have other thoughts, such as revenge. But he is not afraid. If these people dare to retaliate, they have to have the strength to retaliate and be ready to be killed by him.

"Yifan," Mo Lingyan came over with a smile.

"He's dead."

"I see it," Mo Lingyan said with a smile.

Li Yifan grabbed her hand, "let's go, let's go to other places to play, it's too boring here."

"Well, how about going to the seaside to roast fish?"

"It was roasted yesterday? Aren't you tired of it? "

"How about roast crabs today?"

"It's up to you."

Two people gradually go away, just when everyone was relieved, a cold voice came over, let everyone surprised on the spot.

"That Mo Changgong, I only give him one day. I'll see how he let me die. Take the old dog of motianqing to crush me? tolerable. Tomorrow night is his death. "

These words reverberate in everyone's ears, but let everyone just relax vigilance heartstrings, instantly tight raised the throat.

Moza Qian took a cool breath and said, "Mo Changgong uses Ling Yan to please the wind devil under the tree. He still has a grudge. Now, Mo Changgong is afraid of being doomed. It's just that he's so rude to his ancestors that he doesn't seem to pay attention to them at all. Is this a declaration of war against them? "

Can she understand that what Li Yifan said just now is a declaration of war?Thinking of the rumors about Li Qiankun, she thinks it's probably like this.

……

Here, Mo Changgong runs back to the villa after running away from the hotel.

He was not only scared, but also knew that if he didn't do something as soon as possible, he would be dead.

"Father, help me, I don't want to die! Help me... "

Mo Changgong kneels on the ground and wails. His body is shaking all the time. It's not easy for him to become like this because he has learned all kinds of etiquette and comes from a big family.

It's just that he really can't help it. He's afraid. He's really afraid of death.

"Son of a bitch!"

Mo Tianqing is very angry, and his face is black and ugly. He has just called to find Mo Shaqian, Mo Xueqin and others to make things clear.

Although Mo Changgong did the whole thing wrong, he was also his own ancestral temple. How could he really let Li Yifan kill him?

Because of this, he was very angry with Li Yifan's words.

"Lao Zu Zong, please don't be impatient. Chang Gong is really wrong in this matter. Our parents' discipline is not good. Let him live and die on his own, so as not to drag down the family!"

An old man about 90 years old spoke. He was mo Huade, Mo Changgong's grandfather and his eldest son.

At the same time, another middle-aged man who was similar to Mo Changgong opened his mouth, "Lao zuzong, my son was confused and provoked Li Qiankun. He deserved to die. You don't have to worry. To tell you the truth, I don't want to recognize this son."

This man is mo Changgong's father. His name is mo cangqi.

This is what they say, but it's obvious that they want to retreat. Just imagine how Mo Tianqing, as the ancestor of his family, could let outsiders harm his ancestral temple?

If he really does not show, how can others laugh at him?