Great Heaven Sovereign

On the battlefield.

Yang Fan's face was dignified and expressionless.

At one blow, he had understood that the rigid force was terrible, and even relying on white bones was useless.

Of course, it's not that white bones are not strong enough. He's just not strong enough.

He looked at the stiffness still roaring in front of him, and his heart began to feel uneasy.

"I hope you don't let me down." Yang Fan looked down at the imperial seal suspended on his chest.

Now, he can only rely on this force.

Also at this time, the rigidity in the void jumped in the air again and came straight to Yang Fan.

The speed is beyond Yang Fan's understanding. Zhang Shifang once said that his speed and strength have reached the limit to some extent.

But now, compared with the current stiffness, it is no longer a grade at all. Ghost eyes can't see, heart eyes can't capture, can only brand a residual shadow in the void.

But Yang Fan knew that when he saw the shadow, it was already late.

Boom!

Sure enough, this thought was born in Yang Fan's heart.

A dry arm had fallen on him.

No, it's straight through.

The sharp nail directly penetrated Yang Fan's chest.

Yang Fan doesn't even have time to react.

In this way, Jiang directly dragged Yang Fan's body and rushed to the sky. Then, at an absolute height, he turned back and fell directly from the sky.

Once this impact falls, the result of Yang fan can be imagined.

Ye Longcheng was also flustered in his eyes. He hesitated and wanted to make a move. He knew very well that if Yang Fan had any accident, he would bear the brunt.

His spirit is in the hands of Yang Fan. Once Yang Fan has any accident, his result can be imagined. There is only one way to die.

But he knew better that if he shot now, he couldn't stop it at all.

"What should I do? According to Yang Fan's temperament, if I ignore it now, he'll die. Anyway, it's estimated that I can't live. But... What if he survives?" Ye Longcheng was suspicious.

Between lightning and flint, he fought between heaven and man in his heart.

"Shit, I'm done. This boy is so mysterious that there are five elements of divine beasts around him. It's worth gambling just because of his previous posture." Ye Longcheng thought.

The next moment, his figure rose directly into the air and blew out with a fist, trying to block the rigid power.

But there was no reaction at all, and he let the power fall on him.

Boom!

The void shook.

At least he is also a strong man in the realm of xingmen, and his power is naturally very strong. Therefore, under this punch, there are naturally no small fluctuations.

Unfortunately, he didn't even shake his face, directly resisted, and then continued to maintain the dive position. It seems that at this moment, only Yang Fan is in his eyes, and he doesn't pay attention to everything else.

"Damn it, do you look down on me so much? If you can resist, I'll see how much you can resist?" Ye Longcheng looked embarrassed.

He saw that Jiang completely ignored him, and his heart was shocked by anger and defeated fear.

In a flash, he shot again, and the shot was even more violent, which was direct bombardment.

Boom, boom!

A series of attacks fell directly on the stiff body.

Stiff finally had a reaction. He had no consciousness and no soul. But... He still has instinct. His instinct told him that he could not bear the provocation of Ye Longcheng.

So he roared up to the sky, then backhanded and slapped directly.

"What?" Ye Longcheng was stunned.

Under this palm, he found that his power dissipated directly in silence. Without contact with the power of this palm, he immediately dispersed.

But the power of this palm is not limited to this. But keep going crazy, very close.

"No, you continue to ignore me. Why did you suddenly hit me?" Ye Longcheng trembled in his heart.

Seeing the power of this palm coming at him, his heart was shrouded in fear.

He thought it was an insult to him that the other party ignored him.

But now he knows.

That is a kind of happiness.

But now, it's too late to say anything. Now that the other party has shot. Then it's not something he can avoid.

Simply, his heart crossed, gritted his teeth and said, "you immortal thing, have the kind to let go of my childe, I'll fight with you!"

Ye Longcheng roared.

People who don't know really think he is the kind of loyal person. But in fact, he just has no choice.

And again, he's betting.

He gambled that Yang Fan could live, but also that he could live.

At this time, under the rigid restraint, Yang Fan, who had felt the elimination of the spirit, suddenly opened his ghost eyes.

He jerked out his hands, held his stiff arm directly, and then gritted his teeth out.

"Come out!"

Give it a shout!

Yang Fan endured the sharp pain and pulled the arm out of his body.

Then his body stopped on the void.

But at this time, Yang Fan had an inexplicable breath.

And this breath is the power of blood essence left by Zhang Shifang.

The little Firebird stopped Yang Fan before because he was afraid that this force would burst out, but unexpectedly, the result could not be changed after all.

However, Yang Fan's state at this time is not as complex as little Firebird thought.

He is still conscious at the moment.

Moreover, the imperial seal suspended on him before was directly pushed into Yang Fan's body because of the previous stiff claw.

Yang Fan looked as usual, turned his eyes to Ye Longcheng's stiffness and coughed:

"I know you have no consciousness, but I know you have instinct. Give you a chance, submit to me, and I'll let you live." Yang Fan said faintly.

Stiff and completely unresponsive.

Ye Longcheng was shocked.

A completely unimaginable look.

If you can, he would like to ask what immortal words Yang Fan is talking about.

He was tortured by the other party and had no power to fight back. How can he have the courage to say such words now?

Is it true that Ming Zhi will die and wants to go all out and be arrogant before he dies?

The thought of this made him nervous.

But fortunately, because Yang Fan spoke at this time, his stiff eyes finally returned.

However, he did not respond to Yang Fan's words. On the cold face, the fangs glittered with bloodthirsty desire.

It seems that I don't understand Yang Fan at all.

Yang Fan was also more straightforward. The cold light in the ghost's eyes flashed, and his right hand directly poked into his chest, and soon a bloody imperial seal appeared in his hand.

But this action also made Yang Fan feel extremely painful.

This feeling is like gouging out meat and scraping bones. But for Yang Fan, it is not unbearable. Until now, he has suffered countless pains.

"You should know what this is? In other words, I still want to thank you. Originally, I just knew that this imperial seal could restrain all Yin and evil things. But I didn't expect to recognize the Lord." Yang Fan said faintly.

I have to say, impermanence.

At that moment just now, Yang Fan really felt irresistible.

Even he was shouting on the second floor.

Because under that terrible force, if he really falls, he will only die.

But unexpectedly, the emperor seal was sent into the body by stiffness, and then stained with Yang Fan's blood, which was completely activated.

And Yang Fan finally understood that the real mystery of the imperial seal lies.

"You should know that this thing belongs to Zhang Shifang and has been cultivated by Zhang Shifang for countless years. Do you think you can be safe under the imperial seal?" Yang Fan continued to ask.

And stiff, at this moment, on the calm face, there was a rare feeling of fear.

And this fear is also an instinct.