Chapter 1132 Kneel down and kiss the soles of the shoes!

"Who said I was dead?"

This sound sounded like the thunder of the nine heavens, echoing between the entire world.

When Baili Qianxue heard this, her originally dull and beautiful eyes burst into bright light, rekindled hope.

Ji Yuanhao looked incredible, his pupils suddenly contracted, his mouth widened, and his body was enough to swallow his fist.

No!

impossible!

Ji Yuanhao shook his head suddenly, not believing that Ye Fan could survive such an explosion.

With one-tenth of the power of the Yellow Emperor, he activated the Holy Dao Xuanyuan Sword and used the Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect...

Such a sword move has exceeded the limit of the mortal world and reached the realm of an immortal. Even the peak powerful man in the heavenly position cannot be spared.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an unyielding will erupted in the misty light, as if it had traveled through thousands of years and had come from the ancient times before the ancient times.

Feeling this will, Ji Yuanhao's whole body was tense, silent, and he noticed a strong ominous premonition.

The next moment, a tall figure shot out from the light ball.

It’s Ye Fan!

Looking up, he saw that he was covered in blood and was hit by the Xuanyuan sword energy. His body had been covered with holes, but his aura became more and more majestic, like a god of war, falling from the sky.

Step down!

It seems that it is trampling on the mountains, rivers and earth, suppressing all things, and trampling on Ji Yuanhao.

"not good!"

Seeing this fierce kick, Ji Yuanhao's face changed drastically. He did not dare to neglect any, and quickly threw out the Qiankun Demon Suppressing Circle.

The Qiankun Demon Subduing Circle swept out with a "swoosh", and the golden light shone like the sun, facing Ye Fan.

However, Ye Fan's movements did not change at all, and his energy was long and unstoppable.

"Bang!"

Stepping on the Qiankun Demon-Subduing Circle, the dull collision sound was like a thunder blew, vibrating the eardrum, and the air around it showed layers of obvious ripples and ripples, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Then, something even more incredible happened-

The Qiankun Demon-Subduing Circle is an supreme spiritual weapon, with the power of overwhelming mountains and seas that shake the universe, and it can easily subdue the auspicious beast Qilin.

But now, this spiritual weapon actually made a wailing cry, and was kicked away by Ye Fan, disappearing from everyone's sight, and flying far away.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, many Qiankun Dragon Guards in the distance were breathing in the air at the same time, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

This is a supreme spiritual weapon!

In terms of grade, even if the Qiankun Demon Subduing Circle is not as good as the Xuanyuan Sword, it is not as good as the Yaochi Sect’s Divine Whip and the Tianxuan Sect’s Mountains, Rivers, and Country Map.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was kicked away with his physical strength!

Ye Fan's kick did not stop there and continued to fall.

It contains unstoppable power, like a giant pillar that supports the sky from the nine heavens, carrying the power of destroying the world, and forcibly stepped on Ji Yuanhao's chest.

...

"Boom!"

In an instant, Ji Yuanhao was about to be stepped onto the earth's heart. With his body as the center, a large pit of more than ten meters deep appeared around him.

"Puff!"

Ji Yuanhao's blood was squirting wildly, his sternum was sunken and shattered, as if he was hit by thousands of shells. His internal organs were traumatized, and even the Holy Body of Xuanyuan could not bear it.

However, what is more difficult to accept than physical pain is inner humiliation.

Ye Fan looked like a god, descending from the sky, trampling him under his feet, crushing him hard!

How domineering is this? How invincible?

Over the years, Ji Yuanhao has only been able to step on others, and he has never been stepped on.

But now, all his pride and dignity have been crushed and gone.

For a moment, Ji Yuanhao's eyes were bloody, his facial features were twisted, and he was distraught, and he stared at Ye Fan fiercely. The blood in his blood vessels was about to boil, and his anger penetrated into every cell.

If his eyes could kill people, he had already cut Ye Fan into pieces.

It’s a pity that ideals are full and reality is skinny.

The sacrifice of the Xuanyuan Sword is a great burden for him.

After forcibly exerting the Nine Dragons to destroy the world and returning to the sect, he was already at the end of his strength, as if he had become a lamb to be slaughtered, without any power to fight back.

At this time, Ye Fan looked down at him from a high place, and his red pupils showed an unconcealed killing intention, as if a peerless killing god came to the world. With just one thought, he could massacre thousands of living beings.

Seeing this, Ji Yuanhao no longer looked arrogant. He was so scared that his heart and gallbladder were shaking. It was a trembling from the depths of his soul, engraved in his bone marrow.

Even if he is lucky enough to escape from heaven today, he will have a demon of his inner strength and his strength level plummets.

Suddenly, Ye Fan waved the Tianlong Breaking City Sphur and prepared to give him a final blow.

"stop!"

"How dare the thief?"

"Let the young master be released soon!"

"We've fought with you!"

Sixteen Qiankun Dragon Guards also roared angryly and rushed towards Ye Fan from all directions.

The sixteen people's joint attack was perfect, and various weapons of swords, sticks, and burst into sharp edges, as if they were about to tear Ye Fan into pieces.

"Die like an ant!"

Ye Fan didn't even frown, and did not take them seriously at all, and threw out the halberd in his hand like a javelin.

The Tianlong Breaking City Halberd seemed to turn into a black dragon, with its teeth and claws spreading, destroying and destroying.

"I'm! I'm! I'm! I'm..."

The sound of sharp blades entering the body sounded one after another.

The Tianlong Breaking City Halberd contains Chi You's will. It is a peerless fierce soldier of the same level as the Xuanyuan Sword, and it is unstoppable.

In front of the Tianlong Poke City Sphur, the golden armor worn by the Qiankun Dragon Guards was as fragile as paper-paste and was easily cut open.

Between the lightning and fire, all the Qiankun Dragon Guards were cut in half, and the bodies were separated, without exception.

...

quiet!

Deadly silence!

For a moment, the field was silent and the needles could be heard!

The surrounding area turned into Shura hell, and the strong and unsolvable smell of blood spread, stimulating the olfactory nerves.

Even Baili Qianxue and Qilin were deeply shocked by this scene and stood there in a daze, as if they had been petrified, and they could not come back to their senses for a long time.

Although it was cut in half, the central nerves in the brains of the Qiankun Dragon Guard have not stopped working and can hold on for a while.

Suddenly, Long raised his head and looked at Ji Yuanhao who was still trampled on the soles of Ye Fan. His eyes were filled with sadness and anger and said tremblingly:

"Young Master... Young Master... I am unable to protect you... If I have a next life... I am willing to work hard for the young master again!"

At the end, Long Yi's head tilted and he died completely.

These Qiankun Dragon Guards are all dead soldiers of Xuanyuan Ji. At critical moments, they can die to protect the young master.

But they never expected that even if they paid the price of their lives, they would only let Ji Yuanhao survive for a few more minutes.

At the same time, after absorbing the vitality of sixteen Qiankun Dragon Guards, the Tianlong Breaking City Sphur seemed to have been greatly supplemented, and was excited and flew back to Ye Fan's hands.

Ye Fan held a halberd in his hand, looking like a demon god, and looked down at Ji Yuanhao again, with murderous intent.

At this moment, Ji Yuanhao's psychological defense completely collapsed, and he begged for mercy at the top of his throat: "Ye Beichen, it's me that was wrong! Please... let me have a way out, I apologize to you!"

"Hmph! If you apologize, I will forgive you? If the apology is useful, there will be no so many disputes in this world!"

As he said that, Ye Fan waved his suppression, and the cold and sharp tip of the halberd hit Ji Yuanhao's neck. As long as he went one inch further, he could cut the artery.

For the first time in his life, Ji Yuanhao felt that he was so close to death, as if the god of death had raised his sickle and prepared to harvest his life.

"No! No!" Ji Yuanhao shouted hysterically: "Please, don't kill me! I can give you whatever you want, martial arts, magical medicines, magic weapons..."

At this moment, he was like a stray dog, and even his soul could betrayed in order to survive.

Ye Fan looked at him, his eyes full of contempt and said coldly: "Hmph! I really didn't expect that... the young master of Xuanyuan Ji is actually a greedy person who fears death, without the character and dignity of a warrior! Okay, as long as you promise something, I can consider giving you a chance to repent!"

"What's the matter?" Ji Yuanhao asked quickly as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

"Kneel down and kiss my soles!"
Chapter completed!