"Who said I was dead?"

This voice sounded like thunder in the nine heavens, resounding from the misty light and echoing between the entire heaven and earth.

Hearing this, Baili Qianxue's beautiful eyes, which were originally dim and dull, bloomed with brilliant light and rekindled hope.

Ji Yuanhao looked incredible, his pupils contracted violently, and his mouth opened wide, enough to swallow his fist.

No!

No way!

Ji Yuanhao shook his head violently, he didn't believe that Ye Fan could survive such an explosion.

With one-tenth of the Yellow Emperor's strength, he urged the Holy Dao Xuanyuan Sword to cast ten thousand swords to return to the sect......

Such a sword move has already exceeded the limit of mortal dust and reached the realm of immortals, even if it is a peak powerhouse of the heavenly rank, it is impossible to be spared.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, in that cloud of light, an indomitable and fearless will erupted, as if it had traveled thousands of years, coming from before the primeval flood.

Feeling this will, Ji Yuanhao tensed all over, and was silent, sensing a strong sense of foreboding.

The next moment, a tall figure shot out from the light cluster.

It's Ye Fan!

Looking up, I saw that he was covered in blood, and he was hit by Xuanyuan's sword qi, and his body was already full of holes, but his momentum became more and more majestic and mighty, like a god of war, falling from the sky.

One foot down!

It seems to have the power to crush the mountains and rivers and suppress all living things, and stepped towards Ji Yuanhao.

"Not good!"

Seeing this menacing kick, Ji Yuanhao's face changed greatly, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly threw out the Qiankun Demon Circle.

The Qiankun Demon Circle swept out with a "whoosh", the golden light was shining, as bright as the sun, towards Ye Fan.

However, Ye Fan's movements did not change at all, and his qi was long and unstoppable.

"Bang!"

With one foot on the Qiankun Demon Circle, the dull collision sound was like a muffled thunder explosion, vibrating the eardrum, and layers of obvious ripples appeared in the surrounding air, as if it was about to be torn apart.

Then, something even more incredible happened-

The Qiankun Demon Circle is a supreme spiritual weapon, with the power of overwhelming mountains and seas and shaking the world, and it can easily subdue the Rui Beast Qilin.

But now, this spiritual weapon actually let out a mournful roar, and was kicked away by Ye Fan, disappearing from everyone's sight, and I don't know how many miles away.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, many Qiankun Dragon Guards in the distance gasped at the same time, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

This is a supreme spiritual weapon!

In terms of grade, even if the Qiankun Demon Suppression Circle is not as good as the Xuanyuan Sword, it is also on par with the Yaochi Sect's Divine Whip and the Tianxuanzong's Mountains and Rivers Society.

Who knew that now, he was kicked away by Ye Fan with the power of his body!

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

It contains unstoppable power, just like a giant pillar of optimus coming from the Nine Heavens, carrying the power of destroying the world and stomping on Ji Yuanhao's chest.

......

"Boom!"

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

"Poof!"

Ji Yuanhao's blood spurted wildly, his sternum was dented and shattered, as if he had been hit by thousands of shells, and his internal organs were greatly traumatized, even the Xuanyuan Holy Body could not bear it.

However, what is more difficult to accept than physical pain is the humiliation of the heart.

Ye Fan looked 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 stepped on other people's shares, and he has never been stepped on.

But now, all his pride and dignity have been crushed and gone.

For a while, Ji Yuanhao's eyes were split, his facial features were distorted, he was overwhelmed with grief and indignation, glaring at Ye Fan viciously, the blood in his veins was almost boiling, and monstrous anger seeped into every cell.

If his eyes could kill, he would have slashed Ye Fan with a thousand knives.

It's a pity that the ideal is very plump and the reality is very skinny.

Sacrificing the Xuanyuan Sword was a big burden for him.

After forcibly casting the Nine Dragons to destroy the world and the Ten Thousand Swords to return to the Sect, he was already at the end of the crossbow, as if he had been reduced to a lamb to the slaughter, and he had no power to fight back.

At this time, Ye Fan looked down at him condescendingly, and in his red heavy pupils, there was an undisguised killing intent, as if a peerless killing god had descended into the world, and in a single thought, he could slaughter thousands of living beings.

Seeing this, Ji Yuanhao no longer looked high, and he was so frightened that he trembled, it was a trembling from the depths of his soul, engraved in the bone marrow.

Even if he is lucky enough to escape today, he will have demons in his heart, and his strength realm will plummet.

Suddenly, Ye Fan swung the Heavenly Dragon City Breaker, ready to deliver the final blow to him.

"Stop!"

"How dare a thief?"

"Let go of the young master!"

"We're fighting with you!"

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

The sixteen people joined forces to strike, and the coordination was seamless, and all kinds of different weapons with swords, swords, sticks, and clubs bloomed with a sharp edge, as if they were going to shatter Ye Fan's corpse into ten thousand pieces.

"Ant-like, die!"

Ye Fan didn't even frown, he didn't take them in his eyes at all, and threw out the halberd in his hand like a javelin at will.

The Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd seems to have turned into a black dragon, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, destroying the withered and decaying.

“?_！?_！?_！?_！?_......”

A series of sharp blades sounded one after another.

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

In front of the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd, the golden armor worn by these Qiankun Dragon Guards was as fragile as paper paste, and it was easily cut.

Between the lightning and the fire, all the Qiankun Dragon Guards were cut off and their bodies separated, without exception.

......

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

For a while, there was silence in the field, and the needles could be heard!

The surroundings turned into Shura hell, and the thick smell of blood that could not be dissolved spread, stimulating the olfactory nerves.

Even Baili Qianxue and Qilin were deeply shocked by this scene, and stood in place, as if they were petrified, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Although they were cut off, the central nervous system in those Qiankun Longwei's brains had not stopped working and could hold on for a while.

Suddenly, Long Yi raised his head and looked at Ji Yuanhao, who was still trampled on the soles of Ye Fan's feet, his eyes were full of grief and indignation, and he trembled and said:

"Less...... Young Master...... Your subordinates didn't protect you...... If there is an afterlife...... The subordinates are willing to work for the young master again!"

In the end, the dragon tilted his head and swallowed his breath completely.

These Qiankun Dragon Guards are all dead soldiers of the Xuanyuan Ji clan, and at a critical moment, 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 breathe for a few more minutes.

At the same time, after absorbing the vitality of the sixteen Qiankun Dragon Guards, the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd seemed to have received a great replenishment, and it was overjoyed and flew back into Ye Fan's hands.

Ye Fan held a halberd in his hand, like a demon god, and looked down at Ji Yuanhao again, murderous.

At this moment, Ji Yuanhao's psychological defense line completely collapsed, and he begged for mercy at the top of his voice: "Ye Beichen, I was wrong......! Let me go, I apologize to you!"

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

As he spoke, Ye Fan waved the halberd, and the cold and sharp halberd tip was against Ji Yuanhao's neck, as long as he advanced one more inch, he could cut through the main artery.

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

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

At this moment, he is like a lost dog, and in order to survive, even his soul can be sold.

Ye Fan looked at him, his eyes were full of disdain, and he said coldly: "Hmph! I really didn't expect it...... The dignified young master of the Xuanyuan Ji clan is actually a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and he does not have the character and dignity of a martial artist! Okay, as long as you promise one thing, I can consider giving you a chance to repent!"

"What's the matter?" Ji Yuanhao seemed to see a life-saving straw, and hurriedly asked.

"Get down on your knees and kiss the soles of my shoes!"