"Next...... That's you!!"

Yang Fan slowly raised the broken sword, and the supreme sword will to die quickly locked on to someone.

Who is next?

Swish!!!

Everyone's eyes were all cast on a majestic middle-aged man in a luxurious ancient robe in the sky...... Zhendong Waiting !!

Zhen Donghou's face turned pale, and as soon as his body stiffened, he felt a breath of death enveloping his head.

Although he had made all kinds of precautions in advance, he even thought of a way to escape.

However, when he was really locked by the deathly artistic conception of the Peerless Broken Sword, any preparation seemed weak.

Although they were thousands of miles away in the air, in the senses of Zhendong Hou, this sword almost ignored the distance between them. It was as if the broken sword had pierced him in front of him.

When Yang Fan raised the Wushuang Broken Sword above his head, he had no way out.

Not only did he have no way out, but together with Yang Fan, he was also placed in a dead Jedi.

Either you die, or I die!!

Suddenly, Zhendong Hou realized the rules in this sword.

"Stop !!"

Zhendong waited for a loud voice and snorted coldly.

At the same time, he recklessly injected the power of essence and blood into the I Coiled Dragon Ring, and a majestic dragon qi condensed around him.

Even so, he still felt insecure.

"In the next column, Yang is at least seventy percent sure that he will kill you and win a chance for himself. And you only have a 30% chance of survival. Yang Fan's calm and indifferent voice spread throughout the audience in the form of kendo will.

"You...... Why not do it?"

Wushuang's voice sounded in his head, "A little trembling.

Yang Fan didn't answer, didn't explain, and locked Zhendonghou until death.

"Sancheng's chance to survive?" Zhen Donghou gritted his teeth and switched, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "You madman, you are gambling on your life!!", "Gambling is your life!!" Yang Fan's voice was firm and decisive.

"But...... My chances of survival are greater than yours. ”

Yang Fan clenched the hand of the broken sword, and a slight tremor appeared.

"Big Brother ......"

At this moment, Yang Huixin had already woken up and found that Yang Fan was not dead, with surprise in her tearful eyes.

But when she heard what Yang Fan said about gambling on her life, her heart trembled, and her whole heart hung in her throat.

On the grand battlefield of the Ten Thousand Swords Pilgrimage, everyone stopped fighting.

Because they all understand that the next moment will determine life and death.

It's just that the odds of winning are three or seven points.

Yang Fan has a 30% chance of dying, while Zhendong Hou has a 70% chance of dying.

That's the gamble!!

Bang bang!!

Bang bang!!bang!!

The army of millions of immortal cultivators was dead and silent, except for the humming of thousands of sword weapons and the sound of a thuding heartbeat.

"If this king admits it......," Zhendong said in a tentative tone.

After understanding the rules of this sword, he suddenly discovered something, and Yang Fan seemed to have deliberately left him a glimmer of life.

Otherwise, with this decisiveness, he will not hesitate to cut it down with a sword.

"There is no if!!", Yang Fan said in an irrefutable tone: "Today I will give you a way out." First, the retired soldiers "must not come to the Immortal Dao Sect for a hundred years." Second, "gambling with Yang !!"

Retirement, or gamble for your life!!

Countless monks on the field were shocked!!

The countless monks of the Immortal Dao Sect were full of enthusiasm.

Ruthless enough!!Domineering enough!!

"Retreat...... What about betting...... Retreat, or gamble for your life?", Zhen Donghou trembled, completely intimidated by the momentum led by Yang Fan.

Suddenly, "Yang Fan has the absolute initiative."

Under the gaze of millions of monks, Zhen Donghou was very embarrassed, but he had no room for resistance.

After a long time, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked at Yang Fan with a complicated expression, "Take a deep breath: "This king admits that you are ruthless enough and terrible enough. In the future Great Qin Immortal Cultivation Realm, you will definitely have a place. ”

"What does the prince mean ......", Bai Yu asked the old immortal a little nervously.

At this moment, the Tianlan Immortal Array was broken, "Zhendong Hou still has a chance to rebel."

"Isn't it clear enough what the king means? Zhen Donghou waved his hand and said a little weakly: "Retreat ......"

Retirement.

These two words, for Zhendonghou, are extremely heavy, and they also contain too much helplessness and unwillingness.

But for other princes, it was a relief.

Whew~m

Tianlin Hou and the others breathed a long sigh of relief, and the nervousness in their hearts disappeared.

The man holding the broken sword on the ninth peak had put too much pressure on them.

No one is sure that they can resist the sword of death.

Not only are they not sure, even Emperor Qin's clone and the Heavenly Demon Sect Master can't do it, and even the Grandmaster has no trace, and he thinks to himself, and he has no power to fight back.

For the millions of cultivators below Zhendong Hou, it is even more like being amnesty.

No one is willing to risk their lives to fight.

What's more, under the magnificent landscape of Ten Thousand Swords Worship, they have long lost their will to fight.

One person, one broken sword, that man was like the shadow of death, projected into the depths of everyone's heart.

"I didn't expect it...... Such a well-planned battle to destroy the door will be reversed by the existence of one person. ”

The Heavenly Demon Sect Master sighed lightly.

When Yang Fan killed Feng Qinghou in one step, and the state was full, he expected that the general trend had gone.

"What kind of existence is this person, and the broken sword in his hand. Emperor Qin's expression was awe-inspiring, staring at the man on the ninth peak, who had single-handedly eclipsed the six princes and the army of millions of immortal cultivators.

However, Teacher Qianqiu seemed to know him, and after returning to Kyoto, he asked about this person Qin Huang's gaze swept over Qianqiu Wuxian and Yang Fan, "I faintly noticed that these two people had a kind of bearing that other strong people could not have."

"Retire. ”

With the order of Zhendong Wait, the remaining army of six or seven hundred thousand immortal cultivators withdrew from Lingding Immortal Peak in an orderly manner.

"Withdraw to the Heavenly Demon Gate. ”

The Heavenly Demon Sect Master pinched the trick in his hand, and the Eight Phases Heavenly Demon melted into the black abyss, and then turned into a black dot and integrated into his palm.

He simply led the reinforcements of the Heavenly Demon Sect and immediately left Lingding Immortal Peak.

Waiting for one side in the east of the town, several major princes sorted out the remnants of the defeated generals, soared through the clouds and fog, and left Lingding Immortal Peak.

Yang Fan withdrew the broken sword, and Wushuang's voice came to his mind: "Thank you." "No, I don't want to, gamble with your life. Yang Fan sighed lightly.

When he used the broken sword and launched two life-sacrificing attacks, Wushuang Zeng Divine Sense transmitted: "This move, you can only use it three times in a row at most, otherwise it will be difficult for me to recover my physical body, the more times I use it" The longer it will take for me to recover. ”

Theoretically, this kind of life-sacrificing attack can support Yang Fan to use it up to three times in a row.

However, when Yang Fan launched it for the third time, Huan Tianya gave birth to an induction.

Musou deceived him to a certain extent.

Under normal circumstances, it can indeed be used up to three times in a row, and once it is exceeded, it is difficult for Musou to recover his physical body.

However, "after the battle with Huang Wuhou, Wushuang's vitality was greatly injured and he was almost exhausted.

In this way, it has been used three times in one day.

Yang Fan took the teleportation array and returned to the Immortal Dao Sect in an instant, and there was not much time to ease in between.

Therefore, "Yang Fan gave Zhendonghou a choice of retreat just now."

Zhendong Hou didn't dare to joke with his life, so he had to give an order and retreat.

Seeing the departure of the Zhendong waiting army, "Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and a stone in his heart also stabilized.

"From today onwards, this king promises not to come to the Immortal Dao Sect for a hundred years, if Yang Daoyou is in this sect one day, our forces will not set foot in this place for half a step. The calm and powerful voice of Zhendonghou came from among the clouds in the distance.

"At the same time, the Zhendong Wangfu will open the door for Yang Daoyou at any time......", the last sentence was a divine thought.

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, this town Donghou still wanted to recruit himself!!

"The prince's kindness has been received, Yang has his own path, does not belong to any force, and no one is allowed to interfere, even if it is "Skynet, Wu Zun, I have to make him pay the price." ”

Yang Fan's voice was very peaceful, but it revealed a unique arrogance.

This kind of arrogance is not like the coldness of Wushuang rejecting people thousands of miles away, nor is it like the indifference of being independent without a trace, but it gives people a feeling of being blunt and natural.

The east of the town waited for the party and the strong men of the Demon Gate, and quickly evacuated from Lingding Immortal Peak, away from the Immortal Nine Peaks Immortal Cultivation Holy Land.

And the strong reinforcements from the Tai Imperial Palace did not leave immediately.

"Thank you to His Majesty Emperor Qin for his assistance this time. ”

Bai Yu Lao Immortal gave a slight salute to Emperor Qin.

The Spring Emperor said indifferently: "If it weren't for the plan to block the rebels, the widow wouldn't have made a move." ”

To put it bluntly, the temporary alliance between the Thai Emperor and the Xiandao Sect is nothing more than for their own interests.

Emperor Qin's biggest enemy, in addition to the Demon Emperor Realm, also has the biggest villain of Zhendonghou inside.

In contrast, the Immortal Dao Sect lives alone in a corner, transcendent from the world, although it does not surrender to the Great Qin Dynasty, but at least it will not be an enemy and rebel "Before leaving, the emperor left a sentence: Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die!!", Emperor Qin's gaze swept coldly over the Immortal Dao Sect, and his gaze was fixed on Bai Yu Old Immortal and Yang Fan for a moment.

Yang Fan suddenly felt a biting chill.

Even if it was a casual glance, the pressure that Emperor Qin brought to him was unimaginable.

Judging from the reaction, Emperor Qin was not afraid of Yang Fan.

Does he have the certainty to resist that sword?

Yang Fan was silent, he knew that Emperor Qin's true cultivation was unpredictable, and one doppelganger could overwhelm the three princes. So what kind of realm is his mastery, the Nine Dragons Trench, and how strong is his combat power?

The Spring Emperor left a word, then calmly turned around and left Lingding Immortal Peak.

It's just that Qianqiu Wuxian didn't leave, his three incarnations were one, and he slowly flew to the ninth peak, floating in the air, looking at Yang Fan from afar.

"Chiaki Ushi. ”

Yang Fan looked at him, and there was a smile of relief in each other's eyes.

At this time, Yang Fan suddenly remembered the situation when he said goodbye in front of the Upper Realm Immortal Weapon: "Don't you go to the Eternal Island?", Qianqiu said without a trace.

"If you don't go, you'll leave the Inland Sea soon. There was a trace of melancholy in Yang Fan's voice.

"There will be a period later. Qianqiu's traceless figure flickered, and he sank into the deep sea, and an ethereal voice came from afar: "If there is a fate, the Great Qin Dynasty." "The Great Qin Dynasty has no trace for thousands of years...... Are you so sure?" Yang Fan's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.

"We really met again...... However, the things in this world are unpredictable, because of the difference in their positions, the next time they meet, they may be friends or enemies. ”

Qianqiu Traceless's expression was peaceful, and he was far away from Yang Fan.

Suddenly, the clothes of the two were windless, giving birth to an invisible aura.

At this moment, in this dilapidated and desolate battlefield of cultivating immortals, it seemed that all the noise had disappeared, the field of vision was blurred, and between heaven and earth, there were only two people left.

(The second watch arrives, the subscription is back, thank you, today's third watch, everyone checks their warehouse, maybe there is a monthly pass.)