Chapter 1070: If you commit China, you must be punishable if you are strong!

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Hearing Apollo's voice, Arnold who was trapped in the Qingding cauldron was like a drowning man who saw the straw and hurriedly called for help.

"Joining hands?"

On Apollo's handsome face, there was a look of disdain, and he said coldly: "No, no, no! Arnold, I am not a trash like you! Killing that kid is easy for me!"

His voice is full of unabashed domineering and confident.

In fact, he also has completely proud capital, the world's eighth top killer, no matter where he goes, he can be frightening.

"Apollo, as long as you save me, I owe you personal love!" Arnold shouted.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Apollo raised his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

In terms of fighting alone, he is far stronger than Arnold, but Arnold is the number one warrior of the Amazon tribe. He can call on tens of thousands of warriors and has extraordinary power in South America.

The weight of this personal affection is hard to change.

"Okay! Rescue you is a simple matter, but I can say in advance, this kid's head is mine, and the reward of tens of billions of dollars, you can't get a dime!" Apollo said.

"I promise you!"

Arnold's voice came through Qingding.

For Arnold at this moment, the reward is not important at all, the important thing is to quickly recapture Moro's Hammer from Ye Fan.

Without the hammer, he was like a tiger whose teeth had been pulled out, and his strength plummeted.

He didn't know that the remnant soul of God Moro had been completely refined by Ye Fan, and that giant hammer was no different from scrap copper and rotten iron, and even if he took it back, it was useless.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Apollo suddenly burst into golden vindictiveness and rushed straight into the sky.

China has internal strength, while the West is vindictive.

Although the cultivation methods are completely different, they end up in the same way in the end.

The golden fighting spirit cultivated by Apollo, with a bit of sacred attributes, is the nemesis of thousands of evils. It is very eye-catching when used, and he has also won the reputation of "Sun King".

"Sun God Fist!"

He shouted and punched out boldly, unparalleled in power.

"Peng!"

The iron fist slammed into the Qingding cauldron, slamming hard, and the golden battle gas turned into a stormy sea, constantly scouring the Qingding cauldron.

Although Qingding is a heavy weapon of the country, it is not controlled by Ye Fan now. It is a dead thing after all. It was quickly lifted by the golden grudge, flew more than ten meters, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust.

Arnold, who got out of trouble, had crimson eyes and a madness, staring fiercely at Ye Fan, who had closed his eyes and meditated in the distance, as if he was about to rush in the next moment.

"Arnold, don't forget your promise, this kid's head is mine!" Apollo said coldly.

"I want to take back Moro's hammer!" Arnold said in a huff.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your broken hammer!"

Ablo disdainfully said, turned his head again, and looked at Ye Fan.

At this moment, Ye Fan was still in a state of forgetting things and me, closing his eyes, holding the sword in both hands, and comprehending the mystery of the Thunder Tribulation Sword, as if he hadn't noticed the crisis at hand.

"Huh? What a magic sword!"

Apollo's attention was immediately attracted by Lei Jiejian, with a look of covetousness, wishing to take it as his own.

"Hehe...This time Huaxia really didn't come in vain. Not only could it earn tens of billions of dollars, but it could also harvest such a magic weapon!" The implication, as if he had already regarded the Thunder Tribulation Sword as his own.

"The Sun God Fist-the light is so bright!"

As Apollo said, the running fighting spirit slammed hundreds of punches in an instant.

For a time, the shadows of the fists were heavy, the wind cracked fiercely, and hundreds of fist lights were like meteor showers, intertwining a large airtight net in the air, bombarding Ye Fan's location.

The dazzling light can be seen clearly even if it is a few miles away.

This "bright radiance" is a unique trick created by Apollo. It was this trick that he used to kill a prince of petroleum nations under the **** of hundreds of bodyguards, and he became famous since then.

From Apollo's point of view, Ye Fan is like a living target that can't move, and it is impossible to survive.

Thinking of the 10 billion U.S. dollar rewards he was about to get, the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily, sketching out a smile.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

Hundreds of fists destroy the dead, and in terms of power, it is no less than the bombing of a mechanized force.

Arnold, who was next to him, was also secretly shocked. He didn't expect Apollo's strength to be so strong. If he was against him, even if he held the Moro hammer, he might not have a good chance of winning.

Seeing the overwhelming fists, he was about to swallow Ye Fan's body.

At the moment of death, Ye Fan, who had been in epiphany, finally opened his eyes.

"Stab!"

"Stab!"

The sharp eyes, like a divine sword overwhelming thorns, are unstoppable.

Looking at the fist light that was close at hand, Ye Fan didn't even wrinkle his brows. He didn't move at all, and said with disdain:

"Rice beads, dare to shine! That's all, I will use you to sacrifice my divine sword!"

With that, Ye Fan clenched the Thunder Jie Sword in his hand and slashed at will.

"Huh!"

A sword gas shot out, expanding continuously in the air, and instantly turned into a bucket of lightning thick, like a purple electric mad dragon tearing through the sky.

The sword aura of Lei Jiejian before was certainly extraordinary, but now it has a rebellious and self-respecting will.

As if this sword is enough to sweep all directions and calm the world, the heroes are shocked, and the ghosts and gods retreat.

"Puff chick chick chick!"

The unstoppable fist light just now, in the face of this sword aura, is as fragile as tofu, defeated and defeated like a mountain, completely disintegrated, and the most original force dissipates between heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Apollo's face in the distance solidified in an instant and turned into an unprecedented shock. The original handsome face became distorted, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

He knew the power of this "bright radiance" most clearly, even the regular army of China could not stop it.

But now, just a sword aura has defeated hundreds of fists.

This is really incredible!

However, Apollo didn't have any time to think at all, because the devastating sword energy had already swept in front of him.

"not good!"

Apollo's body was shocked, his hairs erected, and shuddering, he sensed the unprecedented threat of death, and his soul trembled at it.

At such a close distance, he has no time to dodge.

Suddenly, a touch of hostility flashed in his eyes, and he reached out his hand to grab Arnold next to him, and acted as a meat shield to block him.

Arnold never expected that he would do such a despicable thing. He was caught off guard and had no time to react. He could only watch the sword gas lash out.

"Cracking!"

Sword Qi slammed on Arnold's body abruptly, like an electric python Thunder Dragon opened its blood basin and swallowed it.

Under the baptism of electric light, Arnold did not even scream, and was killed immediately.

His body was even more scorched, and it smelled of barbecue.

...

"hiss!"

Apollo couldn't help but breathe in the air-conditioning, and he was afraid for a while. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he might be the one who was scorched by the electric shock.

Shocked!

Unprecedented shock!

Words cannot describe Apollo's mood at this moment.

He is the eighth top killer in the world. He has experienced countless thrilling battles in his life, such as the Siberian Ice Field, the Sahara Desert, the Bermuda Devil’s Triangle, Manchak Swamp...

He has left footprints in all major forbidden places in the world.

The martial arts powerhouses he has seen are countless, and he has never failed.

But Apollo never expected that a Chinese kid under twenty could easily defeat his strongest trick with just a sword aura.

"Oh my God! How did this kid cultivate? Is it the reincarnation of a god?!"

Apollo originally, Ye Fan was a tiny ant that could be crushed to death with his hands. Who knows that now, this ant has transformed into an invincible ancient Tyrannosaurus!

And he, also changed from a hunter to a prey.

At the next moment, Apollo finally recovered, without any hesitation, turned around and fled.

The reward of tens of billions of dollars is certainly tempting!

But if you can't even save your life, what's the use of asking for the money?

"Fighting Qi Huayi!"

Apollo spurred the golden grudge with all his strength, and unexpectedly gave birth to two wings behind his back, like a sacred angel, especially conspicuous in the night.

He had already swept thousands of meters in just one breath, and he was about to flee.

When Ye Fan saw this, his face sank like water, without sadness or joy, and said lightly:

"Get me back!"

With that, Ye Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the void in front.

This catch seemed unremarkable, without any power.

But Apollo, who fled madly from a kilometer away, seemed to have been subjected to a fixation technique, and suddenly froze in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the clothes on his back were torn apart, and even five fingerprints appeared on his back, with deep bones visible.

"Boom!"

The space around was distorted and shocked...

Invisibly, it seemed that there was a big hand, breaking through the shackles of space and grabbing Apollo.

Soon, Apollo was dragged back to Ye Fan by the invisible big hand, and fell to the ground heavily.

Such a strange and impermanent supernatural power made him horrified, and he never dared to run away.

He raised his head slightly, and saw Ye Fan holding the Thunder Tribulation Sword, Yuan Yu Yue Zhi, faintly out of the dust, like a sword fairy descending from China.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood why Li Leiting would offer a astronomical price of tens of billions of dollars to reward Ye Fan.

Although this Chinese teenager was young, his strength was too terrifying, and he couldn't infer it from common sense in the world.

This is not a human force!

...

At this moment, Apollo no longer had the self-confidence he had before, cast aside all pride, and knelt down and begged for mercy:

"Please raise your hands high, your Excellency. I am willing to use all my wealth to redeem my life!"

"Humph!"

Ye Fan sneered, looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly:

"If you are not of my race, your heart will be different! If you violate China, even if you are strong, you must be punishable! If you stay abroad honestly, I won't bother to take care of it! But...Since you come here to give people away, I won't be a man. Show mercy!"

Hearing this, Apollo's face was as gray as death, and his intestines were blue with regret.

I had known this long ago, let alone 10 billion, even if it was 100 billion or 1 trillion, he would not be able to take on that task.

"but--"

Suddenly, Ye Fan changed his words: "I don't mind giving you a chance! As long as you can take my sword without dying, I will let you go!"

"Really?" Apollo's eyes lit up, as if seeing hope.

"Do I need to lie to you?" Ye Fan asked rhetorically.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Apollo got up from the ground, full of confidence.

The sword aura that resembled a purple electric mad dragon just now was extraordinary, but he also had a baby with a pressure box that he didn't use.

"cut!"

Ye Fan shouted, a simple word, but it contained shocking power.

At the next moment, a sword light shot out.

But this time it was not Jian Qi, but Lei Jiejian itself.

Fourteen states with a sword!

All of a sudden, the situation changed color and the sky was overwhelmed. In front of this sword, it seemed that there was nothing in the world that could not be crushed.

At this critical moment, Apollo turned into a huge shield like magic, blocking him.

On the shield, many intricate and complex runes were carved, which instantly burst into dazzling brilliance.

Shield of Light!

The supreme artifact of the Holy See-the shield of light!

The Holy See is a very terrifying force, with more than one billion believers worldwide, no less than a big country.

It is rumored that this treasure was made by a certain Holy See saint thousands of years ago. It contains the power of faith and is indestructible. Even the sharpest weapon of God cannot leave any trace on it.

However, in a holy war, the shield of light was bizarrely lost, and the Holy See offered an astronomical reward, but there was no whereabouts of the shield of light.

A few years ago, Apollo found this shield of light in a ruin in Western Europe and took it for himself.

He didn't dare to use it openly. Once exposed, he might be besieged by hundreds of millions of followers of the Holy See.

And now, in order to save his life, he has to resort to this treasure.

"Chang!"

Finally, Lei Jiejian hit the Shield of Light.

"Stab! Stab! Stab..."

Suddenly, a series of cracks sounded, and on the indestructible shield of light, there appeared dense cracks, broken into hundreds of pieces.

When Apollo saw this, he was completely frightened and wanted to abandon his shield and escape, but he was late in the end.

"boom!"

The Lei Jie Sword penetrated his body, carrying a sharp edge on the sword, swallowing him like a wave of anger.

Every inch of his skin, every muscle, every bone, and even every cell were torn apart and turned into powder, not even a tiny bit of dross left.

The ashes are gone, and the bones are gone.

After slashing the enemy with a sword, Lei Jiejian circled in the air, returned to Ye Fan's hand, and uttered a high-pitched sword cry with a look of joy.

After the sword spirit was conceived, the Lei Jiejian had completely surpassed the other divine weapons. I am afraid that the legendary Sacred Dao Xuanyuan Sword was nothing more than that!

In the world, there are very few people who can take Ye Fan's sword.

At this moment, Ye Fan took out his phone and glanced at the time, and said in his heart:

Although there has been some delay here, it is still too late!

Those assassins and underground organizations who dare to set foot in China can not escape!