Chapter 317: No Regrets

Looking at Ye Fan, who turned into golden light and dissipated, a touch of surprise appeared in Sun Zheng's eyes, but in an instant, it was replaced by disdain, although the martial arts were strong, but Ye Fan's realm was too weak to be able to shock his power at all.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the space Ye Fan was in exploded directly and turned into a cloud of daylight, but what was shocking was that Sun Zheng's blockade was not broken because of this.

What Ye Fan shattered at this moment was just another layer of space inside the blockade space, and the outer space, which was related to Ye Fan's safety, was surrounded by that pure white power at this moment, and the coercion was not only not gone, but became stronger and stronger.

"Brush!"

When Ye Fan reappeared, he was directly shocked to the ground by the coercion around him, and he almost didn't even have the strength to stand up.

That pure white power was so strong that the invincible Illusory World Divine Fist was also suffocated, and it couldn't break through the space surrounded by that pure white power at all.

"Boy, I told you a long time ago, the more you resist, the more desperate you become, now, turn me into powder!" Sun Zheng looked at this scene lightly, and his palms began to slowly retract as he spoke, and his palms were clenched into fists.

With Sun Zheng's action, the space around Ye Fan also changed instantly, and the coercion slowly condensed, pressing towards Ye Fan's thin body from all directions.

At this moment, Sun Zheng's method was like crushing Ye Fan with one hand, and the space surrounded by pure white power seemed to become Sun Zheng's palm.

"Ah......" was in the space, and the coercion from all directions attacked, making the bones of Ye Fan's whole body rub sound, as if they would break in the next moment, and the feeling that his whole body was going to be squeezed made Ye Fan really couldn't help but exhale in pain.

Since his cultivation, Ye Fan has not faced such a painful desperate situation for a long time.

"Bloody, give me ......"

Two Illusory World Divine Fists, combined with multiple teleportations, the strength in Ye Fan's Dantian, except for one Tu Dao Pill, only a hundred drops of essence blood remained, this was his last strength, and he was the last fight.

"Boom!"

The blood-colored demonic power derived from a hundred drops of essence blood was really earth-shattering, and the blood light instantly covered everything around him, and the space blocked by Sun Zheng became a sea of blood, as if Ye Fan had been assimilated.

"What kind of power is this...... Feeling the monstrous blood light, a trace of horror finally appeared on Sun Zheng's face, with Ye Fan's realm at this moment, it is impossible to exude such a powerful power.

"Boom, boom!"

The earth trembled at this moment, the dark night sky had turned into blood, and a pillar of blood shot out directly from Ye Fan's body, straight through the sky, as if tearing a blood-colored crack in the sky, and the next moment he heard a "bang", the space that Sun Zheng had bound Ye Fan for a long time was directly shattered, and the pure white power around him began to slowly dissolve under the blood light.

The blood light of Tongtian was not as simple as breaking through the space, and the next moment it shot straight towards Sun Zheng on the opposite side, all the way like a bamboo, and the space exploded, stirring up the slightest ripple.

Before the pillar of blood arrived, Sun Zheng had already been hit by the wind, his whole body was dancing, the bun on the top of his head was also blown up, and his pale hair was scattered, and he was flying wildly at the moment, like an old madman.

"Ah...... This is demonic power, how can there be demonic power on your body!" The blood pillar came to his body, and Sun Zheng finally recognized what this power was, and the surprise in his heart was incomprehensible.

The Xuantian Dynasty has ghost cultivators and demon cultivators, but there are no demon cultivators, which is a well-known thing in the world.

"Boy, even if you are a demon cultivator, you will have to die today!" After all, Sun Zheng belonged to the elders, and he had seen a little bit of the world, so he quickly reacted, and a terrifying and terrifying force erupted from his whole body as he spoke, and infinite white light shot out, directly towards the blood pillar opposite.

Although he was shocked by Ye Fan's last strength and true identity, it did not mean that Sun Zheng was afraid of Ye Fan, as the elder of Lingxiao Palace, his realm and cultivation had already surpassed Ye Fan's cognition.

"Boom!"

The pure white power was intertwined with the blood light, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering sound, and the entire Heavenly Moat Mountain Range seemed to tremble violently.

The panicked and terrible roars of countless demon beasts rang out, as if they were startled by this blow.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the entire valley had already collapsed, and the blood light and white light occupied half of the sky respectively, and the night sky had been completely swallowed by these two forces, only a full moon hung high in the sky, witnessing this amazing collision.

"Boy, I will let you die willingly today, in order to sacrifice my grandson's spirit in the sky!" Although the blood pillar was strong, it still failed to deter Sun Zheng, but it only made him wear a cloak and look a little embarrassed.

And in his hands, the pure white power is still shooting out, and it doesn't seem to be difficult to resist the power of the blood pillar.

In the final analysis, Ye Fan's realm is too weak, although a hundred drops of essence blood is strong, it is still not enough to kill Sun Zheng, maybe two hundred drops, three hundred drops, or even a thousand drops, it is possible to completely kill Sun Zheng.

"Vientiane is empty, the world is clear, give it to me!"

Sun Zheng was resisting the blood pillar at the same time, and he also shouted loudly in his mouth, as soon as these words came out, I saw that Sun Zheng's whole person burst out with endless pure white power, just like a small sun in this dark night sky.

Under the illumination of this little sun, Ye Fan's Heavenly Blood Pillar actually began to slowly dissolve, and the blood light in the sky began to gradually dissipate.

It's just that in an instant, the originally overwhelming blood light completely disappeared, which also means that Ye Fan's last hole card was broken by Sun Zheng with absolute strength.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan's whole person staggered, his face was as pale as paper, he had no strength to continue standing, and finally fell to the ground on one knee, if it weren't for the ancient sword in front of him as a support, Ye Fan would have fallen.

"Boy, now you are still willing!" Sun Zheng looked at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression, if Ye Fan hadn't killed Sun Wu and became the person he would have killed, he would definitely have cultivated Ye Fan at this moment.

With the potential strength and amazing talent in Ye Fan's body, he would definitely be able to enter Lingxiao Mountain in the future, but unfortunately everything backfired.

Geniuses, many times, usher in untimely death, and Ye Fan is no exception at this moment.

"Kill, everything in the world, become a king or defeat a coward, today I am not your opponent, I was born as I wish, I died willingly, but I don't regret killing your grandson!" Feeling the completely depleted dantian and the completely exhausted spiritual power, Ye Fan finally gave up resistance at this moment, but the voice in his mouth revealed a dullness that broke through life and death.

"You ......"

Ye Fan's words made Sun Zheng's heart suddenly give birth to a sense of powerlessness, it was already like this, Ye Fan had even admitted defeat, but he still did not regret the previous things, this person's mind is really very comparable, if he can survive, the future future is really limitless, maybe he will become a generation of heroes, or a generation of saints.

"Since that's the case, let's die!" Sun Zheng was already impressed with Ye Fan when he killed Ye Fan, but he still wouldn't give up the idea of killing Ye Fan.

Things have come to this point, today is not Ye Fan's death, the future is the death of his grandson, in addition to these two possibilities, there will definitely be no third possibility.

The pure white power like a tide began to emerge from Sun Zheng's hands, and the next moment it surged towards Ye Fan's body.

Under this powerful force, Ye Fan's weak body will inevitably be photographed into powder, and death is only in an instant, but at this moment, no one in the center of the field noticed that Ye Fan's chest had spontaneously appeared a blood-colored jade pendant, and it was still trembling violently at the moment.

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