Chapter 937

That leg fell down and was as domineering as a mountain. Ye Han's foot contained the power of Jiuchong strength, and it was the second power in Jiuchong strength. It was amazing. Even if he kicked a truck.

The powerful power was instilled into Nalan mietian's body from Nalan mietian's shoulder. The hegemonic power made Nalan mietian feel as if his body was going to be burst, which made his tall and straight body bend down suddenly, and his knees knelt on the earth with a bang, making the originally cracked stone slab on the ground more fragmented.

Seeing here, the eyes around me are very moving!

Nalan mietian has always been a legendary genius in China. Especially when he stepped on Ye Han, his fame was more resounding and unmatched. Although Ye Han has been trying to catch up for this period of time, the gap between Nalan mietian and ye Han should not be so big, right?

Looking at Nalan mietian, who was kicked by Ye Han and knelt on the earth, people were moved. At the same time, they could not help thinking of the scene in the Zhangjia courtyard. At the beginning, ye Han knelt in front of Nalan mietian. Now, the role of kneeling has changed and changed to Nalan mietian.

When the Nalan family saw this, their faces were so cold that the temperature in the air was falling. The most outstanding genius of Nalan family was kneeling on the ground and had no power to fight back. It was a great shame!

However, compared with Nalan's cold face, ye Han nodded silently. This guy was finally ashamed! How was he trampled down at the beginning? It's fair to return it today.

On the square, Nalan spits blood at mietian's mouth, with a ferocious face and terror like a beast, because in front of him, ye Han stands in front of him like a winner, overlooking the loser kneeling on the ground.

"Nalan destroys the sky. I will redouble what you gave me today. I will decide your life today." Ye Han looked indifferent. His sword was raised. This sword was going to cut off Nalan's head.

Seeing this, the face of Nalan family changed, and a strong oppressive breath spread towards Ye Han in the void.

"Hum, the battle of life and death is agreed. Why, do you Nalan family still want to intervene?" feeling the action of Nalan family, ye Han's experts came out one after another, with a cold face, and his breath locked the experts of Nalan family. As long as the other party has any change, they can also take action.

"Why don't I compete with you? This is also my wish to come to China." at this time, the Lord walked out of heaven, and the terrible holy breath was constantly released from him.

Seeing here, the people around us all set their eyes on the Lord. This western youth also makes them feel very strong. Of course, those who dare to challenge Ye Han will not be weak.

Ye Han smiled coldly and said; "Son of the divine court, I'm afraid this trip to China will be your doomsday. However, if you come to China thousands of miles away, I'll give you a chance. You two can kill my Ye Han together. It's your ability."

"You are so arrogant!" said the LORD with a wicked smile on his face; "But since you have said so, it's better to obey orders than respect..."

At this time, when the word of the LORD was still echoing in the air, his whole person had turned into a streamer. Holding a huge sword, he appeared in front of Ye Han like a god of war full of holy breath. The huge sword in his hand swept away madly, like a wave sweeping up and burying heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Nalan mietian, with a ferocious face, roared like a beast in his mouth. His body was as fast as lightning. He waved his sword and killed Ye Han from two directions.

"Today, let you see my real strength!"

Ye Han stood with his sword, and the Longquan sword danced in the air to form a hurricane vortex. A destructive force fell from the sky, and all gathered on his sword. This destructive force was black and white, making the hurricane vortex more ferocious.

"This is... Yin and Yang!" seeing here, the scruffy Taoist's eyes changed. The sword attack formed by Yin and Yang is incomparable, not to mention Ye Han's strength is very strong.

"No, the sword of the Ji family boy is by no means irresistible!" Nalan Chiba and others changed their faces.

But at this time, ye Han's palm moved, and the yin-yang sword Qi gathered from the sky had turned into a force that could destroy the sky.

Yahweh Tian and Nalan mietian had no idea of avoiding. Their attack was like a strong wind. However, when their attack fell into the yin-yang sword Qi that destroyed the sky and the earth, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. There was no sound at all. Their attack was completely swallowed up by the yin-yang sword Qi.

Seeing this, the face of the Lord changed and hurried back. So did Nalan's destruction of the sky.

However, since Ye Han came out of the sword, he would not stop so easily. Holding the yin-yang sword Qi, he chased up and swept out. The sword Qi like destroying heaven and earth fell madly on Nalan mietian and the Lord.

Poof!

Suddenly, two blood swords were shot out of Naran's mouth. The face of the LORD was very pale. Ye Han's strength was so strong. Even if he was sublimated in the garden of Eden, now he is not ye Han's opponent. He can't even stop each other's move.

Nalan's life breath weakened to the critical point when he suffered such a powerful attack. If he didn't rely on a will, he would have fallen under this attack.

However, when Nalan destroyed heaven and the Lord's heaven and flew upside down, ye Han's body had caught up with them and appeared in front of them like a lightning bolt.

"It seems that you two are going to die together today. I want you to be a companion on the way to the yellow spring!"

At the next moment, sword lights appeared in the void around Ye Han. Finally, these sword lights were unified. Ye Han waved his sword, and the terrible sword light swept Nalan's body like thunder.

The fierce and incomparable sword Qi entered the body, which made the injured Lord stuffy hum and fell on the earth, leaving only half his life.

However, at the moment, no one cares about the Lord. Almost all his eyes fall on the free falling Naran mietian. The genius who stood proudly at the peak of Chinese youth is now lying quietly on the ground. The sword accompanying him has been thrown aside, and his body has no breath!