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0The Buddhist Sangha was huge, it was similar to the Eighteen Copper Men, there were hundreds of them.    

    

It was impossible for the resources of the twelve halls to all be given to them.    

    

In addition, the Buddhist Sect's Diamond Body Refinement Technique was nearing its limit and it would be difficult for them to break through.    

    

The True Devil Art of Mortal Sage that Ye Fan had displayed was obviously a hundred times more mysterious than the buddhist body tempering technique.    

    

Body Cultivators pursued ultimate power.    

    

Ye Fan indifferently looked at the sky. In any case, the other party's life was in his hands, so he didn't believe that he could not rely on them.    

    

After a moment, a voice came out from the golden shield. "We are willing to support you. Senior, please enlighten us with the body tempering technique!"    

    

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth curled up slightly. Seventeen Body Cultivators was enough to guard the Central Region.    

    

He planned to let the Ye Family Bank use the location of the Central Region to spread the news of the world.    

    

If the Great Jin was compared to its circumference, then the Central Region would be at the center of the Great Jin.    

    

The three thousand small kingdoms revolved around the Central Region.    

    

Ye Fan waved his hand, and the eight ruler shadows merged into one, millions of blood threads flying back and wrapped themselves around the ruler's shadow.    

    

The dozen or so bronze men immediately let out a sigh of relief. The pressure just now was like a mountain pressing down on their chests, making it hard for them to breathe.    

    

A bronze man took the lead and saluted Ye Fan ten times in unison.    

    

Ye Fan nodded, and said: "From today onwards, I will be your Young Master."    

    

The little white-dragon was stupefied on the spot. Damn, they had actually subdued all seventeen bronze men!    

    

Isn't this way too much?    

    

Everyone from the Buddhist Sect had been pulled into the pit by him, he was truly not simple, ah!    

    

Ye Fan casually waved his hand, and the Falling Feather Slash that was smashed into the crevice immediately shot out.    

    

"Young lord, be careful. This sword is refined from a pit of ten thousand people. Its killing intent is something that no ordinary person can withstand." One of the bronze men shouted, while the others' faces also changed drastically.    

    

It was because he had obtained this sword that the name "Bone Chop Feather" was changed to "Bone Chop Feather"!    

    

And almost anyone who touched this demonic battle sword would be contaminated by its murderous aura.    

    

Bedevilment, berserk death was common.    

    

Hearing that, Ye Fan's expression turned cold, and forcefully grabbed the sword.    

    

Baleful aura?    

    

It was nothing!    

    

Weng weng weng ~ The Ceng Niu Feather Sword trembled violently, and streams of black gas coiled around the sword.    

    

The black qi soared to the sky like a demonic dragon!    

    

"Humph!" Get the hell back! " Ye Fan snorted, the purple flame in his hand immediately became like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, pouncing crazily towards the killing intent.    

    

The Heaven Burning Purple Flame combined with several types of powerful flames, its power far surpassing that of ordinary people.    

    

The moment the killing aura touched the flames, it was immediately forcefully devoured.    

    

For a time, the baleful aura retreated, even fearing the flames.    

    

Surprise!    

    

The bronze men all sucked in a breath of cold air. This flame was so overbearing that it actually did not even dare to approach it with killing intent.    

    

Furthermore, if Ye Fan had used this flame just now, they would have been cold even faster!    

    

"The quality of this sword should be comparable to a Soul Treasure. I'll give it to Qingchen when I return!"    

    

With a flick of Ye Fan's wrist, the Cong Feather Sword released a terrifying, ghastly roar, and a shocking aura soared to the sky.    

    

The world turned dark!    

    

In his eyes, this kind of rare treasure was nothing more than good.    

    

Then, Ye Fan brought everyone into the Flourishing Palace Small World.    

    

A bronze statue's corpse lay quietly among the rubble. Its chest had been smashed by a tremendous force.    

    

A green mist quietly crawled onto his body, sucking him dry and dispersing.    

    

Inside the main hall of the Yihua Palace, Ye Qingchen and the rest were stupefied.    

    

He actually brought back more than ten monks!    

    

Moreover, it was an existence with an extremely strong aura.