Great Heaven Sovereign

Yang Fan stood high in the sky and said a word. The sea of fire spread all over him in an instant.

In the rising flame, a pair of fire wings were born directly behind Yang Fan, hundreds of feet long and powerful.

"Bluff, there are so many people here. I don't believe you can turn the sky!" Ye shubian took the lead.

A lunge directly into the void.

And in his hand, there was a long knife in an instant, with cold light and killing intention.

"Cut!" Ye shubian's voice was like thunder, cutting down the sky with a knife.

"After a few months, your means are just like this. At the beginning, I may not have the power to fight back against you, but now, you are still you, but I have long been different from before."

"Destroy the soul!"

Yang Fan gave a cold sound and punched out.

Once, in the land of sin, little Firebird once baptized Yang Fan. Now, it has finally been confirmed.

That is, there are never invincible means, only invincible people.

Martial arts is still what it used to be, but Yang Fan is different.

Boom!

Yang Fan swooped down, holding the momentum of the sea of fire burning the sky, and suppressed it with one punch.

to be sonorous.

This fist collided with ye shubian.

For a moment, there was a stalemate, and then a billowing air wave broke out.

Click, click!

With a breath, the soldiers in ye shubian's hand were instantly fragmented and collapsed under one punch.

However, the power of this punch did not dissipate, but contracted suddenly in Yang Fan's hand, and finally broke out suddenly and fell directly on ye shubian.

Boom!

Ye shubian's figure flew backwards into the void.

One punch!

Defeat the enemy!

Everyone was stunned!

This is ye shubian, a powerful marquee of the older generation. He was also a famous man of his time in that year.

Unexpectedly, he was so unbearable that he didn't resist a punch in Yang Fan's hand.

But everyone knows that it is not ye shubian who is too weak, but Yang Fan who is too strong.

Those who were still clamoring before were suddenly dumb.

"It's impossible. How can you be so strong? You're a divine pill. You're not even empty. How can you be so strong!" Ye shubian was already seriously injured. Although he didn't kill him with this punch, he cracked his meridians and suffered extreme trauma to his internal organs.

"Nothing is impossible. As I said, you are still what you were, but I am not what I was before." Yang Fan responded indifferently.

"It's your turn." Yang Fan didn't pay much attention to ye shubian.

A man who has lost his combat power is no threat to him.

"Marquis!" Also at this time, the experts of Ye family reacted and quickly came to ye shubian. Some took out the pill and some began to pass on the aura.

But in an instant, their faces changed from panic to helplessness.

useless!

Because at this moment, all their means were in vain, as if all their forces had sunk into the sea without any relief.

"How could this happen? What exactly did you do?" Some members of the Ye family questioned angrily.

"Of course, it's also a means to kill him. Do I have to leave room?" Yang Fan's eyes were slightly ironic.

This question is very special.

In the battle of life and death, Yang Fan will never pity. Besides, life and death must be divided with the Ye family for a long time, so why stay.

"Damn it, you bastard, if you dare to kill the Ye family, aren't you afraid you can't bear the anger of the Ye family?" The man said angrily, with threats.

Yang Fan was silent.

Set your eyes on the person.

"Do you think I'm not angry?"

The dragon has an adverse scale. It will be angry if it touches it!

The Ye family's targeting of Yang Fan has long been recorded in the bottom of my heart. He is not a saint and cannot be targeted and indifferent. But relatively speaking, some things are more important.

"Yang Fan, we've accepted the planting this time. I don't know the power you left in the marquis will be removed, so we'll retreat." Finally, the man said in a deep voice.

For the sake of Ye shubian, he can only admit advice.

"Oh!"

Yang Fan sneered.

The other party could see the strangeness of his power, which surprised Yang Fan. But more surprisingly, what is the other party's posture and say such words?

"What are you laughing at?" The people of the Ye family continued to speak, and their eyes were filled with resentment.

"I laugh at you for being too naive. You just think about it after you admit it?" Yang Fan's eyes are cold.

"What do you want?" The expression on that face changed.

As soon as Yang Fan opened his mouth, he felt an inexplicable pressure, as if death was approaching.

But Yang Fan didn't open his mouth, but directly drew out the long sword and cut it off with one sword.

Pooh!

The light of a sword is cold, and the world is heavy.

The light of the sword swayed in an instant, and the distance of 100 feet came in an instant.

Even everyone's pupils are just reflected by the sword light, but the sword light has disappeared.

When everyone reacted, Yang Fan's figure had stopped in the void.

But his sword... Is already dripping blood.

Everyone was shocked, and then looked in the direction of the disappearance of the sword light, but they saw that the Ye family, who had talked to Yang Fan before, had put their heads elsewhere.

Even when they die, the eyes of the Ye family are wide open and die in peace.

"Dead..."

"Terror, he... Is he a devil? With one sword, killing is invisible!"

"This man is in the realm of xingmen. He can't stop his sword. This... This..."

A feeling called fear spread among the people.

At this moment, they were really afraid.

They finally understood why those people would choose to bow their heads without dignity and just ask for their lives.

Because Yang Fan is invincible.

On the other side, thousands of people are looking at the blood rush.

Everyone was excited.

One fist, one sword, one star gate!

This is Yang Fan's invincible posture, covering and pressing the whole audience.

But the expression on Zhao Wusan's face is very wonderful.

Without saying a word, he looked at Yang Fan in the void and was silent.

"He used his sword!"

"Henceforth, Kendo has no me!"

For a moment, qingxinjiang spit out a sentence, dejected.

"Fortunately, I hope he won't use a knife, or I will retire to the mountains and forests from now on." This is Zhao Wu.

He is as calm as Zhao Wu. If he can say such words at this time, it can be seen that his heart is hit.

"Let's step down. We can't use us in this war." Huo Zhibai also has no light in his eyes and is extremely deep.

……

At this time, Yang Fan didn't know the three people's thoughts at all. He beheaded with a sword, and the killing intention in Yang Fan's eyes was even worse.

He was going to kill today.

"Today, one of you is counted as one, and I'll take it. It's just right to use your blood to tell the world that whoever moves my scales against me will be killed without amnesty!" Yang Fan said.

Yang Fan has made up his mind to kill. No one can change it.

Especially the people of the Ye family, there is no doubt that they will die.

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Fan walked with his sword, cutting out sword Qi in his hands and roaring in the sky.

Poof poof

The sounds of body bursting appeared in the void.

Yang Fan's body is like a swimming dragon. He runs between 30000 troops and horses. Countless sword Qi follow his shadow. Everywhere he passes, there is a fishy storm.

Just a few breath time, the sky was dyed blood red. Blood rained and the body fell.

The whole scene was bloody, brutal and shocking.

Even the people on the Imperial City couldn't bear to see more at this time.

As for the people in the void, they are directly frightened, and endless panic is brewing in their hearts

"Yang Fan, if you kill like this, aren't you afraid of heaven's anger and people's resentment and attack it?" Ye shubian was distressed and watched his people become the soul of the dead under Yang Fan. His eyes were filled with hatred.

"Attack in groups?" With a backhand sword, Yang Fan killed several people again, and then stopped.

"Then tell me, what are you doing now? Did I beg you to besiege Daqian? The left and right are all enemies in the world. Then why can't I, Yang Fan, kill you in turn?"

Yang Fan asked coldly, without any emotion in his eyes.

"What's wrong with guarding Chang'an here and slaughtering the whole world?"

Then, Yang Fan said again, and then the sword rose, incarnated again into a life harvesting machine, and the endless killing and cutting began again.