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Whether it was the people who were fighting, or the monks who were waiting for the opportunity to pick up the leaks, none of them were put in his eyes, and his eyes were empty, and there was no one else!

This freehand gesture seems to be stepping into not a battlefield, but a leisurely stroll, indescribably chic and casual, indescribable domineering and majestic, dazzling!

The sky along the way fell into a strange vortex, everyone's movements became slow and stagnant, slow and unseemly, a hundred-meter-long strip became incompatible with other places, and the monks in it seemed to collectively wade across a river that had been slowed down by time many times, and even the sword light and sword light were suspended and frozen.

Zang Tianqiu's eyes were shocked, and his divine sense was shocked, and from a distance, he had already focused his eyes on Ye Fan, feeling the powerful killing oppression.

This person, could it be that the messenger of the Mo tribe, Mo is not harmed?

Zang Tianqiu knew that there was no luck in this battle, and if he couldn't defeat the enemy, the Nine Absolute Sword Sect would have no hope. In addition to Mo Wuxian, there was also the Floating Ancestor, a great mountain that was pressed on top of his head, and Zangtian Qiu's eyes narrowed, and he made an important decision!

The wind hunts, and the clouds roll.

Everyone noticed that the wind above the sky had become stronger for no reason. Not only that, but the mountain peaks and woods at his feet also made a rustling sound, flying sand and rocks, and the shadows of the trees swaying, which seemed to be extremely abnormal, as if it was a sign before some kind of vision came.

Zang Tianqiu didn't know when he had put away the Heaven Killing Yin Yang Sword, the golden sword suit was agitated, the crown burst, his long hair flew like ten thousand snakes, and his arms were spread. Between his hands, two golden cyclones were forming a whirlpool, and strong winds were blowing from the mountain peaks below, blowing the monks in the sky so that they could barely gain a foothold.

In the blink of an eye, the earthquake trembled, the wind swept through the mountains and forests, and the infinite aura was absorbed in the palms of the Tibetan Heavenly Enemy, which made the whirlpool surge, only the whirlpool, not the human figure, and the natural aura of these heavens, earth, mountains and rivers brewed into the palm of the Tibetan Heavenly Enemy, which was incredibly fast.

Tens of thousands of majestic sword light sword qi suddenly erupted wildly, like golden flying dragons, crisscrossing and flying towards Ye Fan!

The long whale draws water, and the sword qi is like a spring!

"Ten Thousand Sword Style!" The sword qi flew out, and the Tibetan Heavenly Enemy shouted the name of this move in a deep voice.

These tens of millions of sword qi rushed head-on towards the sluggish river distorted by the space-time roulette, and the two collided hard into one place, and there was a deafening loud bang, and the dazzling energy mass actually formed a blazing white light, which filled the sky at once, and erupted wildly!

The white light shone brightly, and all the monks nearby could not see, and their eyes were extremely painful, and they fled one after another in shock.

Zang Tianqiu slowly lowered his hands and turned his head, with his eyesight, he couldn't look directly at the white light. This attack hooked the Hidden Mountain Aura of the Nine Peerless Sword Sect, and it was difficult to resist even if the corpse slashing realm was complete.

Tibetan Tianqiu has this self-confidence.

"Your sword moves are too far off!" Suddenly, a ruthless voice sounded in the sea of his divine sense!

Zang Tianqiu was full of excitement, and as soon as he realized something, a little fire suddenly ignited in the corner of his clothes!

This faint flame was only the size of a candlelight, but in an instant, it made Zangtian Qiu feel the monstrous horror, the horror of the god of death!

"No-ah-" This last scream pierced through the heavens and the earth, and a generation of sword masters instantly turned into fire people!

A little golden figure flew out of this humanoid flame, but it also let out a miserable hiss, covered with a little spark, and was melted in an instant!

Under the emperor's flames, everything is burned!

Zangtian Qiu died in the Alien Fire Emperor Huang Yan, and his soul and body were destroyed!

Hearing this scream, the people of the Nine Absolute Sword Sect were all broken, and their hearts were shaken, this was the desperate roar of the sect master before he died!

With a flick of his fingers, only a puff of flying ash remained of the Tibetan Heavenly Feud, silently annihilated in the sky.

The flame of the Emperor Huang Yan was not extinguished, like a spark of stars, burning all over the surrounding area within a thousand meters, and in a few breaths, it burned all over the sky, and countless figures were ignited by the firelight, struggling in vain in the screams, and finally turned into black ashes like a hidden heavenly enemy.

The aura and sword aura in the sky became a natural catalyst for igniting the Emperor Huang Yan, and the denser the crowd, the more the density of deaths intensified.

A sea of fire!

Countless black ashes!

One by one, the Nine Absolute Sword Sect cultivators all died unjustly under the Emperor Huang Yan, Ye Fan's figure moved quickly, rushing towards the Nine Absolute Sword Sect camp, he kept passing by for a moment, and wherever he went, the firelight spread to wherever he went.

The person who escaped a little bit and was a beat slower, when he came back to his senses, his body had been stuck with strange fire, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and he couldn't get rid of it, and he was swallowed up in the blink of an eye!

The fire in the sky spread wildly, harvesting human lives at great speed, whether it was a primordial infant or a beheaded corpse, it was impossible to escape death.

When half a minute passed since this anomaly occurred, the remaining Nine Absolute Sword Sect monks thought of running for their lives frantically, and the swarm of birds and beasts scattered, and the Zixiao City monks chased after them, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, killing those figures in embarrassment, throwing away their armor.

Ye Fan stood in the center of the sea of fire, stopping the Emperor Huang Yan from continuing to expand, and the surrounding 10,000 gold, silver, and white flames were still consuming the remnants of the aura and sword qi in the sky, up and down, left and right, front and back, full of stars, wisps of light smoke......

In the world below, all kinds of sundries and swords are falling to the top of the mountain, and only these fragments and relics are proving to people that a war of 10,000 people has just occurred......

It's over, this fierce battle has come to an end with such a posture, and the status of the Nine Absolute Sword Sect will no longer exist in the Guangwu Continent!

However, this is not Ye Fan's original intention to start this war, his grand plan can only be understood by Lu Qingyu, who holds the DV.

The Remnant Dragon Ancestor was lying on a mountain cliff, although this body was full of holes and blurred flesh and blood, as long as the brain and dantian were not damaged, it could still be repaired and reused.

While everyone in Zixiao City was cleaning up the battlefield, Ye Fan included the Remnant Dragon Ancestor and the Floating Ancestor into the World Stone Space for later use.

After this battle, Mu Ziyi was even more afraid of Ye Fan and obeyed his fate.

The work of returning and exterminating the remnants of the Nine Absolute Sword Sect was fully handed over to this woman, telling her to expand the results of the battle, stabilize Zixiao City's reputation and position in the Guangwu Continent, and continue to recruit outlaw monks to prepare for the next war.

The next target will be the number one giant faction on this continent, the Burning Sky Valley!

Although Mu Ziyi couldn't guess Ye Fan's thoughts, she also understood, thinking of what might happen in the future, she couldn't help but imagine that maybe following this man with a mysterious identity could really create a great cause and leave a long-lasting name in the history of the mainland.

After explaining the task, Ye Fan did not stop at all, and quietly returned to the Void Realm from the Guangwu Continent with Lu Qingyu!

Next, he has to complete the most crucial part, and carry out the plan of hiding the world!