Chapter Seventy-Eight: Killing the Gods
"Who's coming out!"
Suddenly, Ye Xuan's face changed, he let out a loud shout, his head tilted slightly, and he looked towards a cluster of grass in the forest.
A smaller figure sprang out of the jungle, the millennial princess who had been sitting in the carriage earlier. It's just that the little princess at this time is in tatters, and there are a few mud marks on her face, which makes it difficult for her to associate her with the princess of the same country.
The little daughter stood there trembling, her mouth muttering, "You... You... Be... Immortals?"
"It's not!"
Ye Xuan's expression was relieved, he looked at the chaotic princess, and replied lightly.
"Isn't it?"
The little princess muttered, her expression suddenly a little disappointed, and her little body turned around, and once again disappeared into the bushes.
"Princess... Don't be rude! Predecessor... Forgive me, cough..."
A very weak voice came from the bushes, the person who spoke was the national teacher of the millennial country, his breath was very weak, and he was still coughing up blood in his mouth, obviously very badly injured.
"Grandpa Ye! Grandpa Ye! How are you?
The little princess grabbed the old man's hands and cried sadly.
"Your surname is Ye?!"
Hearing the little princess call the old man, because he had heard the old woman call the old man Fang Guoshi, but at this moment, the little princess called "Grandpa Ye", his heart was shocked, and he blurted out.
"My surname is Fang... My surname is Ye, and my name is in the cultivation realm... Ye Fang, from the Ye family in the East Pole of the Eastern Regions, my name in the secular world... Fang Ye!" The old man seemed to see Ye Xuan's doubts, and explained in an atmospheric manner, during which he coughed up a mouthful of blood again.
"Don't talk!"
Ye Xuan's figure flashed, he moved to the grass, put one hand on the old man's wrist, and his face changed greatly, originally he wanted to save the old man, but found that the other party's dantian had been broken, and immediately said to the old man: "I can only protect your heart for the time being! Do you have anything to say to me? I am Ye Xuan, the grandson of Ye Wudao of the Ye family!"
"You are the grandson of the eldest master?!"
After the old man heard Ye Xuan's words, his eyes flashed, he was originally so weak that it was difficult to even move his fingers, but he miraculously grabbed Ye Xuan's hands, and looked at Ye Xuan in a daze with a pair of cloudy eyes.
Ye Xuan nodded, and then said, "My father Ye Xianxian, mother Fang Manting. ”
"Heaven see you mercy! God see you mercy!" The old man heard Ye Xuan's words, and immediately became excited, two lines of hot tears rushed out, holding Ye Xuan's hands tightly, and said: "Little master, I was originally an old servant of the Fang family, and I followed Miss, that is, your mother, to enter the Ye family, and then changed to Ye Fang, I also hugged you when I was a child!"
"In the year you were just born, Miss and Uncle took you and the eldest young master back to Fang's house to visit relatives, and were intercepted and killed by gangsters on the way, Uncle and Miss were killed in battle, and the old servant was also knocked off the cliff and rescued by the King of the Millennium Kingdom who was hunting. ”
"After the injury was healed, the old servant hurriedly returned to the Fang family to report the news, but found that the Fang family was all destroyed; ”
"Over the years, as long as I walked out of the Millennial Kingdom, I would be intercepted and killed by strong enemies, and my cultivation would also fall from the original Thunder Perfection Realm to the current Thunder Condensation Stage. I've been asking you all these years, but to no avail. ”
Ye Xuan quietly listened to Ye Fang's intermittent narration, and when he heard that his parents were attacked and his grandfather's entire family was destroyed, his fingers couldn't help but clench together.
"Grandpa Fang, do you know who harmed my parents?" Ye Xuan held back his sadness, looked at Fang Ye with stunned eyes and asked.
"Hey, the old servant is useless! Although he has been investigating all these years, after all, the old servant is in the secular world, and the news in the cultivation realm is relatively closed, and he has never found out who the real culprit is behind the scenes!" Ye Fang patted the back of Ye Xuan's hand and said ashamedly.
"Who is the man who has repeatedly killed you? Do you know?"
Ye Xuan was somewhat disappointed when he heard this, and asked a little unwillingly.
"I don't know who it is, but I know that the other party calls himself 'Man with a Thousand Faces', and his cultivation is roughly in the early stage of marrow purification. Cough..."Ye Fang recalled, and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood again.
"Grandpa Ye, Grandpa Ye, don't scare me..."The little princess saw Ye Fang coughing up blood again, her face changed greatly, her petite body knelt in front of Ye Fang, holding Ye Fang's neck with both hands, and shouted in pain.
"Young Master, don't waste your spiritual power!" Fang Ye saw that Ye Xuan was still looking at himself with spiritual power, and said to Ye Xuan with a smile: "The old servant can see you before he dies, and the old servant will be blind when he dies!"
"There are just two things, young master, please help me!" Fang Ye said weakly.
"That's what you say!" Ye Xuan said as he looked at the old man with slightly red eyes.
"If there is still hope, young master, you must find the eldest young master, he may have survived like you. ”
"And that's it, that's..."Fang Ye's trembling right hand pointed to the little princess who was crying in grief beside him, and before he finished speaking, his hands suddenly fell, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he completely lost his breath.
"Grandpa Ye!" The little princess saw Ye Fang lose her breath, threw herself on Ye Fang's chest, and cried loudly, because she was so excited that she choked so much that it was a little difficult to breathe.
"Don't worry, I'll send her back safely!" Ye Xuan put one hand on Fang Ye's eyelids and gently wiped it down, Fang Ye's originally wide eyes closed together peacefully under his wipe.
"Yo he, that old immortal is hiding here! But it seems to be dead! Little beauty, now you can go back with this king to be the lady of the village, hahaha!"
Just as Ye Xuan and the little princess were grief-stricken, a voice of disgust sounded behind them.
"You wounded him?"
Ye Xuan's face sank like water, and he turned his head suddenly, looking at the crowd dressed like hundreds of bandits, his voice was extremely cold and terrifying.
Everyone around felt that the temperature had dropped sharply, and the invisible killing intent was terrifying, and a cold air came out from the bottom of their hearts.
"What's the matter? Little thing, get out of with Lao Tzu quickly! Otherwise, don't blame your uncle for the ruthlessness of the divine sword in my hand!"
The man who spoke before, relying on his strength in the early stage of thunder, can be described as one of the best masters in this mortal world, he is arrogant and domineering on weekdays and has never encountered an opponent, a person like Ye Xuan is just a little white face who knows a little about martial arts in his eyes, and immediately yelled at Ye Xuan arrogantly.
"Brother Ye Xuan, they are the ones who injured Grandpa Ye!" said the little princess who stopped crying, glaring at the man with hatred in her eyes.
Ye Xuan only felt that his chest was full of anger, his whole body was extremely uncomfortable, his body was like a volcano about to erupt, he urgently needed to vent, he urgently needed to kill to vent!
"Ahh
Ye Xuan looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes shrank suddenly, his black hair rose without wind, his eyes flashed with a faint and cold glow, and his skin flashed with an extremely dazzling extreme light, majestic and brilliant could not be looked at directly, like the sun in the sky, suddenly came to the world.
An unprecedentedly powerful and incomparably terrifying aura exploded violently with Ye Xuan's outburst, and nine thunderbolts the thickness of a fist burst out from Ye Xuan's dantian, and the surrounding space instantly collapsed, and the air exploded instantly, emitting a powerful electric sound, like a nine-headed thunder dragon entrenched in the air looking down on everyone.
"Seniors spare their lives!"
The man who shouted arrogantly at Ye Xuan before suddenly changed color and was extremely frightened, and immediately knelt on the ground, yellow urine was already flowing from between his crotch, his forehead touched the ground, and he kept kowtowing to Ye Xuan.
"Die!"
Ye Xuan shouted, his body was like electricity, and he rushed into the crowd, his steps were steady and powerful, indifferent and resolute, fluttering and fast!
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
Nine thunder dragons followed, and human heads rushed into the air in response, and one after another headless corpses exploded, turning into a rain of blood, dyeing the world bright red.
With the opening of the killing, a thick killing aura erupted!
This is a powerful aura that kills heaven and earth! All those who feel this breath can't help but tingle their scalps, and they are extremely frightened.
Even a late-stage master of Spiritual Silence who was flying in the sky a few kilometers away couldn't help but be surprised: Who provoked this killing god and let him come to the world?!
At the beginning of Ye Xuan's killing, this group of people fled frantically, while Ye Xuan followed behind them unhurriedly, one by one the thunder dragons harvested the people closest to him, and one by one the arrow feathers pierced through the crowd farthest away from him, making the fleeing crowd feel extremely desperate, and they all stopped, waiting for the harvest of the god of death in a sluggish manner!
"Run, keep running!"
Endless blood poured on Ye Xuan's face, and his eyes looked coldly at the group of people in front of him who were already desperate.
His green clothes had already been dyed blood-colored, and behind him he walked by, there was a thick layer of flesh and bones, dripping with deep blood, like Senluo Hell.
Click, click, click!
Ye Xuan's footsteps sounded like a talisman, his cold eyes were constant and incomprehensible, and the cruel smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely cold.
"Why did you kill him?" Ye Xuan raised his head to the sky and roared violently, "Why?!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Several of the bandits really couldn't bear Ye Xuan's endless killing intent in their hearts, and they all raised their right hands and slapped their Heavenly Spirit Gai, ending their lives.
If you die in your own hands, you can leave a whole corpse. That's the only thing they think about the time.
"Please, let us go!"
"Please, let us go!"
The remaining dozen or so bandits trembled and fell to their knees, kowtowing their heads and pleading incessantly.
But at this time, Ye Xuan couldn't hear what anyone said!
He has only killing in his eyes!
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
"Poof!"
More than a dozen human heads rose into the sky, and a headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang.
"Ahh
Ye Xuan raised his head and let out a long roar, muttering: "Grandpa Fang, I hope you have knowledge!"
It's just that he still hasn't said a word in his heart, and it is: Man with a thousand faces!