Chapter 1023

At this moment, everyone found the handsome man in white standing on the immortal sword. However, his appearance was silent between heaven and earth, and there was no wind or grass. He fell down from the sky like a ghost and appeared in the line of sight of everyone.

Ye Han raised his head and looked at the handsome man standing on the immortal sword with a negative hand. He stood on it and ignored Ye Han in his eyes. Although he didn't start, ye Han's attack couldn't move forward, so he was fixed in the void.

Ye Han's heart trembled and his face stiffened. The burning light of hope in his heart disappeared in an instant. That feeling was like falling from heaven to hell.

The same is true for Ji Yanhuang and others at the moment. The color of hope on their faces has disappeared. Instead, a touch of more dignified color can control Ye Han's divine soldier at once. Can you think how terrible he is? This is a super strong person whose strength is superior to the God!

On the immortal sword, bursts of violent vibration also came at this time, as if someone had stepped on it, which angered its peerless magic weapon, and a thrilling Kendo breath swept the world madly.

"Welcome the emperor!"

At this moment, when the eyes of heaven and earth were on the handsome man, the four dignitaries opened their mouths at the same time. In front of the world, they were the dignitaries above and looked down at all sentient beings. However, in front of the handsome man, their high heads had to be lowered.

Hearing what the four venerable Masters said, suddenly, the whole world was shocked!

The handsome man in white is the nine night saint that people all over the world need to look up to!

"Nine night sage!"

At this moment, his eyes became extremely frightened. The nine night holy king who smelled his name, didn't see him and never showed up unexpectedly appeared. Moreover, he looked down on all sentient beings in front of them!

Ji Yanhuang and others trembled, and a deep sense of powerlessness began to appear on each of their faces. The nine night Saint appeared. What chance did they have to win? Even if ye Han has that terrible sword, he is unable to return to heaven!

"It's you who indulged in my Kunlun mountain?" the Ninth Night sage king was standing high and overlooking Ye Han. His indifferent eyes were like God overlooking the humble mortals in the world.

"It's me, so what? Your holy land Kunlun has forced me to be desperate. Don't be presumptuous in your Kunlun mountain. If I have the strength to surpass the world, I will destroy your Kunlun mountain!" Ye Han breathed deeply. Since there is no way to live, he naturally won't worry about anything.

Hearing Ye Han's words, people in heaven and earth were shocked. Under this situation, ye Han dared to be so arrogant. He looked at the tall and straight young man in the void. He looked up and stared fearlessly at the nine night Saint standing high above him. His indomitable fighting spirit was released, like the unyielding God of war!

"Vertical son, in front of the holy emperor, what qualifications do you mean mole ants have to be presumptuous?" the Heavenly Master stared at Ye Han with a murderous face.

"My humble mole ant almost killed you just now." Ye Han looked at the emperor with a mocking look on his cold face.

"You..." the eyes of the Heavenly Master were as gloomy as a knife.

"He's right. You almost lost your life just now." the Ninth Night sage opened his mouth indifferently, and his words were like a decree, which made the emperor dare not resist at all; "Saint, my subordinates are incompetent."

"Anyway, anyone who dares to despise our Kunlun mountain will pay the price." Jiuye Shengjun bowed his head. Under the surrounding gaze, he looked down at Ye Han, and his eyes were extremely indifferent; "You say, how should Ben Shengjun punish you?"

As soon as this word came out, everyone could feel that the Ninth Night saint, the strongest man in the world, was angry, and the domineering breath was like the most terrible murderous spirit in the world.

When Ji Yanhuang and others heard the speech, they couldn't see the extreme. Now, even if they didn't want to give up, they couldn't do it, because no one in the world could beat the Ninth Night saint. Of course, they couldn't do it when they watched Ye Han die under the ninth night saint.

"If you want to punish my son, kill me first!"

A cold voice followed, and everyone looked. The madman walked to Ye Han at the moment. The father and son stood in front of the nine night saint, and their unyielding eyes stared at each other. Even if they were facing the nine night saint, they were fearless at the moment.

The nine night sage heard the speech, and the eagle Falcon like eyes fell on the madman, saying; "As the old saying goes, if the son doesn't teach, the father's fault, then you have to be punished!"

Then, suddenly, from the nine night saint, the towering breath spread to every corner of the world like a burst of flood. He walked down from the immortal sword. The seemingly slow pace appeared in front of the madman in an instant. The speed was so fast that people didn't even have time to react.

Ye Han's heart was terrified. Before the immortal sword could swing to the nine night saint, the other party had already shot.

Boom!

The terrible palm, like the hand controlling the fate of all creatures, fell madly on the madman's chest. The attack, like the great power of the universe, instantly shattered the madman's heart, instantly made the madman fly out, and his body fell from the void to the earth.

"Dad!"

Ye Han looked frightened. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the sky was about to collapse. His world turned gray. He directly caught up with the madman's body, held him tightly in his arms and landed steadily on the challenge arena.

"Big brother!" Ji Jiuqian also landed on the challenge arena at the moment. His eyes were covered with a layer of fog. He looked at the madman in Ye Han's arms. The sound of breaking the air came one after another between heaven and earth. Ji Yanhuang, the sloppy old Taoist priest, the military God and the sword God landed on the challenge arena one after another.

At the moment, Ji madman has only one last breath left, and his heart has been broken by the Ninth Night emperor's palm.

Seeing here, people around were shocked one after another, and their eyes were fixed on the challenge arena.

"Bastard, you are finally willing to call me dad!" the madman's face is as white as snow. He falls into Ye Han's arms and looks up at the sky above his head, and the divine light in his eyes gradually dissipates; "I'm going to make a mistake when I promise your mother to take you back intact. Unfortunately... I can be a grandfather in six days. It seems that I don't have this blessing in my life!"

The last touch of divine light is lax in the eyes of the madman, and the breath of life on his body has disappeared without a trace!

"Dad..." Ye Han held the madman tightly. He had not shed tears for many years. He cried. The shouting voice echoed in the world for a long time.

A touch of sadness filled the air between heaven and earth. The madman who was famous all over the world died in battle at this moment!