Whoever wins will be given priority, this has a deep meaning, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the holy master of the Ji family is pulling the bias, consideration and determination are different, obviously the Ji family is more optimistic about Ye Fan, but Ye Fan's chances of winning today are not high, so just say who to consider, and in the end, even if Ye Fan enters the Ji family, it is the result of consideration.

The holy lord of the Ji family set the tone with one word.

"I beg the Holy Lord of the Ji Family, let me see Ziyue," Ye Fan said to the Holy Lord of the Ji Family.

"Tell Ziyue to come out," the holy master of the Ji family ordered, and his own disciples went to call Ji Ziyue to come.

"Quick, tell Teng'er to get out of the customs, quickly," Wang Teng's father, Wang Chengkun, said.

Not long after, a purple-clothed girl flew in the distance like a fairy, with black hair like clouds, a pretty face like jade, a pair of big eyes and ethereal eyes, and a beautiful inside.

However, today's Ji Ziyue has no smile, no dimples, lacks the playfulness of the past, and the shiny little tiger teeth are gone.

Seeing Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue's cheeks turned crimson, obviously someone had already informed Ji Ziyue of the news just now, although the meaning of the family was already somewhat inclined to Ye Fan, but in the end, Ji Ziyue's fate had not yet been decided.

"I knew you would come," Ji Ziyue threw herself directly into Ye Fan's arms and cried. The Holy Lord of the Ji family has already made a statement, and Ji Ziyue has also secretly made up her mind that if Ye Fan is defeated, even if she dies, she will never marry Wang Teng.

"If you lose, I will die" Ji Ziyue looked at Ye Fan firmly, and the firmness in her eyes made Ye Fan's heart ache.

"Boom"

In the distance, a golden ancient chariot sounded, emitting a thousand feet of light, and a tall and majestic figure stood on it, like the emperor of heaven descending into the world, black hair flying, on its head the dragon and phoenix and the roar, the holy light drooped.

The Northern Emperor appeared, driving the immortal chariot to come, extremely powerful, and the divine light rolled in, overwhelming.

"Are you here to die?" Wang Teng's indifferent voice came, shaking for hundreds of miles.

"If you wait for me, I will kill him today," Ye Fan gently pushed Ji Ziyue away and said.

"I beheaded him!"

These four words, like four heavenly swords against people's hearts, make everyone tremble.

The power of self-confidence, the indomitable momentum, makes people feel a kind of firmness, indestructible, this is a strange power.

Ye Zi ......" Ji Ziyue grabbed his sleeve, and her smart eyes were full of worry Ye Fan was able to come here, which made her very happy, but she knew that courage alone was not enough, Beidi was really too powerful, and it was difficult for the younger generation to meet opponents.

The golden ancient chariot, engraved with the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects, including all spirits, such as can suppress the worlds, galloping, the light floods the heaven and the earth, the Northern Emperor lives in the center, the real dragon and the god phoenix dance on the plate, reflecting each other.

Everyone was surprised, Wang Teng at this time really had an imperial posture, that kind of self-respecting attitude was very intimidating, and even many older characters could not face it.

The martial arts arena rose, and a mysterious magic circle held up the martial arts arena to the middle of the sky.

Ye Fan carried the copper coffin on his back and walked up step by step. Suddenly, Ye Fan was slightly stunned, smiled at the corner of his mouth randomly, and continued to move forward.

Wang Teng drove the chariot and also flew up to the sky.

Ye Fan and Beidi made a move, and the two made a move between the electric light and flint, and everyone didn't see it clearly, but there was an ancient sacrificial sound, which resounded throughout the world.

"Boom"

The endless void collapsed, completely collapsed, and there was an abyss that didn't know how many black è appeared, and even to the eternal unknown, there was a sound like a landslide and tsunami, and there were stars twinkling, it was the boundless universe!

This was a blow from Wang Teng, he was like an ancient emperor, his eyes were endlessly disillusioned, and his back was against the eternal starry sky, a dazzling one.

True Dragons, Divine Phoenixes, White Tigers, and Xuanwu all appeared, one by one occupying the starry sky, truly reappearing, terrifying, and the endless divine light submerged there.

Many sect leaders were shocked, such a blow was too much for them to bear, and the Northern Emperor was so powerful that everyone was terrified.

Ye Fan stepped on the words, passed through the eternal void, and appeared in another heaven and earth, without being hurt, standing with a copper coffin in his hand.

Wang Chengkun was very conceited, and said: "All struggles are in vain, under my son's shocking combat power, the holy body is nothing at all, the blood will stain the divine soil, and the corpse will be buried at the feet of Teng'er, and it will be removed from the name, and it will become a pile of dry bones on the road of my son's emperor."

Wang Chengkun has not finished speaking, and the big battle between the two continues.

It was even more intense, and the golden qi and blood and the power of different avenues overflowed everywhere.

The bronze coffin and Wang Teng's golden chariot are fighting.

With just one blow, the golden chariot roared and fell down the Ji family's hanging island.

Wang Teng's expression was cold, as if he hadn't heard it, and his eyes condensed a divine light towards Ye Fan's sea of knowledge.

Ye Fan was not injured.

In the center of Ye Fan's eyebrows, a black gourd emitted a ray of divine light, and the steaming flame instantly burned Wang Teng's left arm.

Wang Teng was also ruthless, and with a wave of his right hand, he cut off his left arm.

Wang Chengkun stopped talking, and just said that my son Wang Teng would behead Ye Fan, but now he was actually hit by Ye Fan.

Wang Teng's left arm shook with flesh and blood, the bones made a crisp sound, and it continued to grow, and the essence of the four directions poured down like water, and the broken arm regenerated, and it was intact almost instantly.

"Ten thousand souls, the number of sand in the Ganges!"

Beidi suddenly shouted, and all kinds of forces in this world turned into the rules of the Dao, the essence of the grass and trees, the essence of the scorching sun, the glimmer of the stars, and the origin of the universe, all poured down.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Fan shouted, the flame in his eyebrows flashed, a huge Fusang flickered, appearing in front of him, the leaves were like golden essence, sonorous, nine golden crows were on it, flying out like nine rounds of suns.

"Boom"

Nine golden divine birds, the flames were monstrous, burning everything, tearing off all kinds of law threads, and shattering the rules above them.

It was the power of the Sun True Scripture that Ye Fan himself obtained some of the scriptures of the Sun True Scripture, and after Jiang Taixu returned from outside the territory, he naturally taught some of the scriptures of the Sun Ancient Emperor, so the power that Ye Fan exerted was even more powerful than the original.

Beidi left the ancient chariot and sat next to him in the void, scribbling his hands and shouting: "Everything should be over, eternal banishment, chaotic secret art!" ”

The void is distorted, all directions are destroyed, and there is no way to know how many void abysses appear in the heavens and the earth, extending to different planes, this is a hole in time and space.

Ye Fan sacrificed the bronze coffin and resisted desperately, but he was still constantly attracted to it.

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent, and his face was several times.

With all his strength, he threw the bronze ancient coffin to the ground, but Ye Fan himself was attracted by the ancient secret technique and entered the endless turbulence.

"No, leaves!" Ji Ziyue screamed, tears sliding down and dripping onto the purple clothes.

"Leaves!" Pombo yelled.

"Yezi, how can this be!" Hua Yunfei glared at Wang Teng angrily and was heartbroken.

"Haha......" Wang Chengkun laughed, "My son Wang Teng, with the posture of an emperor, is really invincible in the world"

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