"This ...... How is that possible?!"

Looking at the three thousand small worlds that were constantly crumbling, the witch king's pupils contracted violently, his mouth opened wide, enough to swallow a duck egg, a ghostly expression appeared on his face, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart, and he was terrified.

You must know that at this moment, he used secret techniques and obtained the blessing of the divine power of the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang, which is equivalent to an ancient ancestral witch descending into the world, and also has the ability to manipulate space.

In his opinion, even if Ye Nantian achieved the realm of earth immortals, he could not be his opponent.

Who knew that Ye Nantian's shot actually contained the power of the law, which was no longer a move in the mortal world, but sublimated into a kind of heaven and earth reason, just like the sunset and the moon, and the change of the four seasons.

The spear contains Ye Nantian's will, invincible, indestructible, and unstoppable!

Even the supreme gods could not escape the judgment of this shot.

"Thorn la la!"

Finally, the broken army gun tore through 3,000 small worlds.

At this moment, there was no obstacle between the Witch King and Ye Nantian, and they returned to the same sky again.

The Broken Army Spear continued to move forward, the tip of the spear flashing with a dazzling cold light, like a bright star in the night, carrying the power of slaughtering gods and killing immortals, and stabbed at the throat of the Witch King.

In an instant, the Witch King was silent, his whole body tensed, and he felt the threat of death at hand, so he didn't dare to slack off at all, and shouted:

"The Law of Space - Teleportation!"

As soon as the words fell, the Witch King's body disappeared out of thin air, making the broken army spear in Ye Nantian's hand stab into the air.

A few seconds later, he ghostly appeared in the air thousands of meters away.

Even Ye Fan didn't see the Witch King's movements clearly, and he couldn't feel his breath, as if he had suddenly evaporated from the world.

This teleportation supernatural power is not a light skill, but an application of the laws of space, teleporting one's body to other locations between lightning and fire.

The Witch King also relied on the power of the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang to perform such secret techniques.

"Ye Nantian, your strength is beyond the expectations of this king, but this king can cross the dimensional space, no matter how powerful your marksmanship is, it will not hurt this king in the slightest! If you retreat like this, this king will no longer hold you accountable for your past crimes!" the witch king persuaded.

"Hmph, who said I couldn't hurt you? You shot me again!"

Ye Nantian held the broken army gun tightly with his left hand, and the man and gun were one, giving people a feeling of invulnerability.

With a gun in hand, I have it in the world!

With Ye Nantian's body as the center of the circle, an indescribably powerful aura erupted, as if a random blow could open the world.

Even the disciples of the witch sect around them were deeply shocked by this aura, and instinctively wanted to bow down and bow down.

"Huh!"

The next moment, Ye Nantian finally stabbed this shot, the speed was not very fast, and there was no overwhelming power, but there was a feeling of weighing hundreds of millions of catties, and the air around him seemed to become extremely solid and heavy.

Under the shroud of guns, even a strong warrior will become very difficult to move, let alone fly.

......

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, the Witch King's face changed greatly, his scalp was numb, and his vest was completely soaked in cold sweat.

He could feel that his qi was completely locked by this shot, and the sky was so big that there was nothing to hide.

Even if he escaped to the Nine Heavens Xuan Realm or the Nine Hells, this shot would follow like a bone appendage, and he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

"No, I'm the Witch King of the Witch Gate, possessed by an ancestral witch, invincible in the world! I don't believe you can beat me!"

The Witch King let out a hysterical roar, and the hundred-foot-high Dijiang Divine Beast in the air suddenly flew to his side and merged with him, and his physical strength also increased steadily, comparable to the ancient ancestor witch, extremely strong.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the Broken Army Spear finally hit the Witch King's left chest, which contained the power of countless laws.

No matter how strong the defense, in the face of this shot, it will seem redundant.

"Sting!"

The Dijiang Divine Beast was instantly annihilated by the spear and turned into invisible.

Then the spear stabbed into the left chest of the Witch King, piercing his heart!

"Boom la la ......"

The crimson blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly staining the luxurious clothes.

The supreme witch king in the hearts of millions of people in Miaojiang was stabbed in the heart at this moment.

For a while, many of the masters of the witch sect around him were dumbfounded and stunned, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

Such a bloody picture in front of them caused an unprecedented visual impact on them.

King...... Defeated!

And it's a complete defeat, and it's powerless!

Ye Nantian has one person and one shot, as if the god of war has descended into the world.

What is Invincible?

That's invincibility!

......

Suddenly, Ye Nantian's wrist flicked, the tip of the gun swept, and the Witch King's body was directly thrown away for a hundred meters, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

The Witch King spurted blood, his eyes darkened, and his breath was decadent.

If it is an ordinary person whose heart is pierced, I am afraid that he will die in an instant.

However, the Witch King is already a powerhouse at the peak of the Heavenly Rank, and there is still a residual Dijiang divine power on his body, which is enough to maintain his vitality.

If Ye Nantian doesn't kill them all, then he still has the possibility of surviving, and he can use various secret techniques to maintain his life, but that is just a lingering breath, and he can't recover his strength at all, which is no different from a wasted person.

"Kick, kick, kick!"

At this time, Ye Nantian took a step and strode towards him, although his footsteps were not loud, but in the silence, they were particularly abrupt, like spring thunder.

For a while, many Wumen masters seemed to be petrified, standing motionless in place, not daring to stop them at all.

Soon, Ye Nantian walked in front of the Witch King, swept the spear and pointed it at his throat, and the monstrous killing machine suddenly erupted, as if he was going to kill the killer in the next moment.

"Wait!

The Witch King immediately begged for mercy: "Ye Nantian, your miraculous skills are world-famous, our Wumen is not an opponent, you have won this life-and-death battle, and you should be honored from now on! The weapon you landed in the Witch Palace is in the old place, just go and take it!"

At this moment, the witch king is like a fish on a chopping board, and he has no bargaining qualifications at all, so he can only be slaughtered.

"In that case, I'll spare your life today!"

Ye Nantian withdrew the broken army gun and strode towards the interior of the Witch Palace, followed by Ye Fan.

Looking at the backs of the Ye family's father and son, the eyes of the Witch King and many Witch Sect masters were full of fear and fear.

......

The area inside the palace is very large, and the walls, floors, and ceilings are all made of pure gold, which shows its luxury.

Ye Nantian was familiar with the road and knew the terrain inside well, and soon came to a square in the deepest part of the Wu Palace.

This square was originally supposed to be a place for Wumen disciples to practice, but at the moment it is a ruined wall, with potholes on the ground, presumably the place where Ye Nantian and many Wumen masters fought for life and death eighteen years ago.

Although so many years have passed, there are still many strong people in the square, revealing the horror of the great war that year.

Ye Nantian paced in the square, as if recalling the years of Jin Ge Iron Horse and Bloody Flying, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself:

"Old man, how many years have you accompanied me? At the beginning, I was just an ordinary martial artist, you witnessed my growth, and you accompanied me to the top of the martial arts!"

"It's a pity...... In that great war eighteen years ago, not only did I break my arm, but my dantian was abolished and reduced to a wasted person, and since then I have been depressed and depressed! I don't deserve to have you at all!"

"But—"

Speaking of this, Ye Nantian's body suddenly erupted with a Ling Tian battle intent, soaring straight into the sky, enveloping the entire Witch Palace.

Although his right sleeve was still empty, it was more majestic and erect than any able-bodied man.

"Old man, now I'm back! Ye Nantian, the Chinese god of war back then, is back again! The revenge of the past has not yet been avenged, and the hatred of the past has not yet been settled, how can I grow old so easily? Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughs and thirsts for the blood of the Huns, and waits to start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!"

Ye Nantian's voice became louder and louder, like thunder echoing in the Wu Palace:

"Old man, I'm back! Would you like to join me again in smashing the sky and dominating the world!"