Chapter 1132: Take the initiative to kneel and kiss the sole!

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"Who said I was dead?"

This voice sounded like thunder in nine days, resounding from the enveloping group of light, echoing across the entire world.

Baili Qianxue heard the words, her dim beautiful eyes burst into bright light, rekindling hope.

Ji Yuanhao had an incredible appearance, his pupils shrank sharply, his mouth wide open, enough to swallow his fist.

Do not!

impossible!

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

With one-tenth of the Yellow Emperor's power, he urged the Sacred Dao Xuanyuan Sword to display ten thousand swords...

Such a sword move has exceeded the limit of mortal dust and reached the realm of an immortal, even if it is a peak powerhouse of heaven, it is impossible to be spared.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an unyielding and fearless will burst out of that group of enveloping lights, as if it had traveled through thousands of years, coming from before the prehistoric times.

Feeling this will, Ji Yuanhao tensed all over, shuddering, and sensed a strong ominous premonition.

At the next moment, a tall and straight figure shot out from the light ball.

It is Ye Fan!

Looking up, he saw that he was covered in blood and was hit by Xuanyuan Jian Qi. His body was already full of holes, but his aura became more and more majestic and mighty, like a world-class war god, descending from the sky.

Step it down!

It seems that there is the might of crushing the mountains and the earth, suppressing the common people, and stepping towards Ji Yuanhao.

"not good!"

Seeing this menacing kick, Ji Yuanhao's face changed drastically, and he dared not to be negligent, and quickly threw out the magic circle of the universe.

With a "swish" of the magic circle of the universe, the golden light shone like the sun and came towards Ye Fan.

However, Ye Fan's movements did not change in any way, and his strength was unstoppable.

"boom!"

Stepping on the circle of the universe, the dull collision sound is like muffled thunder, shaking the tympanum, and the surrounding air has layers of obvious ripples, as if to be torn apart.

Immediately afterwards, something even more incredible happened——

The magic circle of the universe is a supreme spiritual weapon, possessing the power of overwhelming and concussing the universe, and easily surrendered the Rui Beast Qilin.

But now, this spiritual weapon even uttered a mournful cry, kicked by Ye Fan, disappeared from the sight of everyone, and it flew out how far away.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, many Universe Dragon Guards in the distance, while sucking in air-conditioning, couldn't believe their eyes.

This is a supreme spiritual weapon!

In terms of rank, even if Qiankun Fu Mo circle is not comparable to Xuanyuan sword, it is also indistinguishable from the Yaochi school’s **** whip and the Tianxuanzong’s mountain and river shrine picture.

Who knows now, but Ye Fan was kicked flying with physical strength!

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

There is unstoppable power in it, like an Optimus Pillar coming from nine days, carrying the might of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, stepping on Ji Yuanhao's chest abruptly.

...

"Boom!"

In an instant, Ji Yuanhao was about to be stepped into the heart of the earth. With his body as the center of the circle, a large pit with a depth of more than ten meters appeared around him.

"Puff!"

Ji Yuanhao's blood spurted wildly, his breastbone was sunken and shattered, as if he had been hit by thousands of shells, and his internal organs had suffered huge trauma, even Xuanyuan Eucharist could not bear it.

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

Ye Fan, like a god, descended from the sky, trampled him under his feet and crushed him fiercely!

How domineering is this? How invincible?

For so many years, only Ji Yuanhao has stepped on others, he has never been stepped on.

But now, all his pride and dignity have been crushed to pieces and disappeared.

Suddenly, Ji Yuanhao's eyes were splitting, his facial features were distorted, and he was full of grief and anger. He stared at Ye Fan fiercely. The blood in his veins almost boiled, and his anger penetrated every cell.

If his eyes could kill people, he would have cut Ye Fan a thousand swords.

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

Offering Xuanyuan Sword to him was a big burden.

After forcibly displaying the Nine Dragons Destroying the World and the Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Sect, he was already at the end of the crossbow, as if reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered, without any force to fight back.

At this moment, Ye Fan looked down at him condescendingly, and in his red eyes, there was an undisguised meaning of killing, as if a peerless **** of murder came to the world, and with a single thought, thousands of creatures could be slaughtered.

Upon seeing this, Ji Yuanhao no longer looked aloof, scared to tears and shivering, it was a kind of trembling from the depths of the soul, engraved in the bone marrow.

Even if he was lucky enough to be able to escape from birth today, he would have a heart demon, and his realm of strength would plummet.

Suddenly, Ye Fan waved the Heavenly Dragon Breaking the City Halberd, preparing to give him the final blow.

"stop!"

"How dare the thief?"

"Let go, Master!"

"We fought with you!"

Sixteen Universe Dragon Guards roared at the same time, rushing towards Ye Fan from all directions.

The sixteen people's combined blow, the match was seamless, the swords and clubs of various weapons, blooming sharp and sharp, as if to crush Ye Fan's body into pieces.

"Just like an ant, die!"

Ye Fan didn't even wrinkle his brows, didn't put them in his eyes at all, and threw out the spear in his hand like a javelin.

The Heavenly Dragon Breaks the City Halberd as if it turned into a black dragon, spreading its teeth and dancing its claws, destroying itself.

"She! She! She! She! She! She..."

The sound of cutting sharply into the body sounded one after another.

The Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd contains Chi You's will, a peerless fierce soldier at the same level as Xuanyuan Sword, unstoppable.

In front of the Tianlong Pocheng Halberd, the golden armors worn by these Universe Dragon Guards were as fragile as paper, and they were easily cut apart.

Between the lightning and the fire, all the Universe Dragon Guards were cut off, and the corpses separated, without exception.

...

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

For a while, there was no sound in the field, and the needle drop was audible!

The surroundings turned into Shura Hell, and the strong smell of blood that couldn't be melted permeated, stimulating the olfactory nerves.

Even Baili Qianxue and Qilin were deeply shocked by this scene, standing still, as if petrified, unable to recover for a long time.

Despite being cut off at the waist, the central nerves in the brains of those Universe Dragon Guards have not stopped working and can hold on for a while.

Suddenly, Long Yi raised his head and looked at Ji Yuanhao who was still stepped on by Ye Fan from a distance. His eyes were full of grief and anger, and he trembled:

"Young... Young Master... your subordinates failed to protect you... If there is an afterlife... the subordinates are willing to do the same for the Young Master again!"

At the end, Long tilted his head and died completely.

These Universe Dragon Guards are all dead men of the Xuanyuan Ji clan, and 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, it would only make Ji Yuanhao linger for a few minutes.

At the same time, after absorbing the vitality of the sixteen Universe Dragon Guards, the Heavenly Dragon Breaking the City Halberd seemed to have been greatly supplemented, happily flying back to Ye Fan's hands.

Ye Fan held the halberd, shaped like a demon, and looked down at Ji Yuanhao again, murderously.

At this moment, Ji Yuanhao's psychological defense completely collapsed, and he begged for mercy: "Ye Beichen, I was wrong! Please...let me a life, I apologize to you!"

"Huh! I will forgive you if you apologize? If an apology is useful, there won't be so many disputes in this world!"

As he said, Ye Fan waved the halberd, and the cold and sharp halberd tip pressed against Ji Yuanhao's neck. As long as he moved forward an inch, he could cut the aorta.

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

"No! Don't!" Ji Yuanhao yelled hysterically: "Please, don't kill me! I can give you whatever you want, exercise books, panacea, magic weapon..."

At this moment, he was like a dog who lost his family, in order to survive, even his soul could be sold.

Ye Fan looked at him with a look of contempt in his eyes, and said coldly: "Huh! I really didn't expect... the young master of the dignified Xuanyuan Ji clan is actually a greedy person and fear of death, without the strength and dignity of a warrior! If you promise one thing, I can consider giving you a chance to repent!"

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

"Knelt actively and kissed the sole of my shoe!"