Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao

Chapter 480 The Death of Le Xingxing

In the room, the two women had already been tortured to the point of inhumanity, and the waiter's clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Ye Fan's face turned cold, and the holy sword in his hand shone with a white light.

The man who was doing indecent movements saw Ye Fan who had just appeared, his face was shocked, and he shouted loudly: "Help."

With a bang, the door was smashed violently, and a figure flashed, and a figure came in with a gust of wind.

Unfortunately, he was too slow.When Le and his party came in, the holy sword in Ye Fan's hand was already on the man's neck.

"Le Xingxing, come here if you have the ability, I want to see if your speed is faster or the sword in my hand is faster." Ye Fan said with a light smile.

Drops of blood dripped from the holy sword, and a shallow trace of blood appeared on the man's neck.

Le Xingxing's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted quickly: "Stop. Ye Fan, do you know what you are doing now? Do you know how powerful Young Master Jiang's background is? As long as Young Master Jiang says a word, let Ye Fan's ability No matter how tall you are, there is no room for you in the world. The Jiang family is not something you can afford."

Young Master Jiang was also full of panic, and begged in a low voice: "Master Ye, Master Ye, all this is just a misunderstanding. If you have something to say, please don't be impulsive. You may not know my Jiang family, and my Jiang family is like you. There are many servants like Le and his party. As long as you spare me, you will be a friend of my Jiang family, and when you have something to do, you can report me Jiang Jidong's name, and I guarantee that you will be safe."

"Really? That's really great." Ye Fan said with a light smile.

A gloomy look flashed across Jiang Jidong's eyes, but there was a bright smile on his face: "Since everyone is already friends, it's fine. I'll be the host tonight to celebrate."

Ye Fan gently removed the holy sword from his neck, and a smile flashed in Jiang Jidong's eyes.

A sly smile appeared on Jiang Jidong's face, his hands were claw-shaped, and a trace of coldness emerged.

"Go to hell." Jiang Jidong yelled, grabbing Ye Fan with both hands.

"No." Le Xingxing's complexion changed and he shouted.

There was a hint of mockery on Ye Fan's face.

A flash of sword light flashed, and an arm fell in response to the sound, directly falling to the ground, and blood flowed from Jiang Jidong's arm.

"My hand..." Jiang Jidong's expression changed, and he was ashamed as he clutched his wound.

Ye Fan laughed loudly and said, "Jiang Jidong, I don't care how powerful your Jiang family is, today is the day of your death. You shouldn't have messed with me."

Le Xingxing's figure appeared in front of Jiang Jidong, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan, his fists were tightly clenched, and his face showed a fierce look.

"Ye, you deserve to die." Le Xingxing said through gritted teeth.

Ye Fan looked at the two waiters who were lying on the ground next to him, and his face gradually turned cold, with murderous intent boiling on his face.

"Today, I want you all to die here. It's useless even if the king of heaven comes." Ye Fan roared.

The holy sword in his hand turned into beams of sword light, directly covering the two of them.

Jiang Jidong's arm was no longer bleeding, but his expression was still a little dazed, but the hostility on his face became more serious.

With Jiang Jidong right behind him, Le and his party had no choice but to go forward.

The sound of steel colliding sounded, and Le Xingxing actually used his own palms to harden the holy sword.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, and gushes of spiritual energy gushed out directly and poured into the holy sword.

"My hand" Le Xingxing's figure appeared at the door, his hands and ten fingers were cut off, and they fell to the ground.

The sword lights directly covered Jiang Jidong, Jiang Jidong let out an angry roar, and quickly stepped back.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Fan appeared in front of Le Xingxing, and the sword came out like a mountain, as fast as thunder, and stabbed straight at Jiang Jidong's heart.

Before Jiang Jidong could react, the holy sword pierced Jiang Jidong's chest.

With a sound of 'ding', the holy sword only pierced the clothes, but did not penetrate the flesh.

When Ye Fanzheng was very puzzled, he only felt a huge force coming from the holy sword.That force was cold and tricky, and it penetrated directly into Ye Fan's body along the holy sword, constantly destroying the functions of Ye Fan's body.

On the top of Jiang Jidong's head, a whitish yellow talisman appeared, and the yellow talisman exuded a soft light, directly enveloping Jiang Jidong inside.There is neither amazing momentum nor strange momentum.

Under the light of the yellow talisman, the severed hand grasped by Jiang Jidong gradually flew into the air, and then slowly flew towards the wound.

Ye Fan only felt that his internal organs seemed to be overwhelmed, and it seemed that a mouth was constantly biting his internal organs.

Le Xingxing's face was pale, and he was full of fear of the holy sword in Ye Fan's hand.But when he saw Ye Fan's body shaking non-stop, his face became ruthless, and he kicked Ye Fan directly.

Ye Fan resisted the discomfort in his body, and with a slap in the hand, he shouted loudly, "You're looking for death."

The strength of the whole body poured into the holy sword, and a dazzling brilliance shot out, as bright as the sun.

Le Xingxing's body was split in two by the holy sword, and he couldn't die anymore.

Leaning on the holy sword in his hand, Ye Fan only felt that the strange energy in his body was slowly rising.

And Jiang Jidong, who was under the yellow talisman, closed his eyes tightly, as if he had been baptized, the arm that had been broken just now had been reattached.

A sword light struck directly on the mask, the mask only shook twice, and then returned to calm.

The Immortality Sutra was running at full strength, and the supernatural power in his body finally felt a little better.

One sword after another, each sword hit heavily on the mask.

At the beginning, the mask just shook a few times, and then the shaking became more and more severe.

Suddenly, Jiang Jidong who was inside the mask opened his eyes, with a faint mocking smile on his face.

The yellow talisman above his head was taken into Jiang Jidong's body again.

"You are very good, you have pushed me to this point. But, that's it." Jiang Jidong said with a smile, and he didn't even look at Le Xingxing's body on the ground.

Ye Fan only felt that Jiang Jidong's gaze on him was like a needle prick, and a sharp aura shot out from his body.

This is the reason why too much energy was obtained in an instant, and there was no time to transform it.

"Go to hell." Ye Fan roared, and the holy sword in his hand slashed at Jiang Jidong's neck.

"Ignorant mortals, accept the judgment from the gods. The flame of light." Jiang Jidong's complexion suddenly became holy, and his whole body exuded an aura of compassion.

(End of this chapter)