Chapter 1264: Wan Jian Chengjun!

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"She is my woman!"

Ye Fan's voice contained a domineering will, resounding through the entire hall like thunder.

The language is not amazing and endless!

Everyone in the court, whether it is a master of the magic road or the strong of the right road, was dumbfounded, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, extremely surprised.

Before, Jue Wuxin expressed his admiration for Nangong Xian'er and threatened to let her be the lord of the harem in the future, the mother of the world.

Unexpectedly, Ye Beichen suddenly came out to **** his relatives. He was so overbearing and didn't put Jue Wu in his eyes at all!

More importantly, in the face of Ye Fan’s “swearing of sovereignty”, Nangong Xian'er not only did not clarify, her pretty face flushed slightly, and the corners of her eyes and brows showed tenderness, as if a woman had seen a lover.

For a time, the faces of many demon heads in the field showed very strange expressions, and only felt that the top of the head of Jue Wuxin was green and faint, as if it was on the Hulunbuir prairie.

Among the crowd, Baili Qianxue's mood is also very complicated.

It wasn't until this moment that she understood Ye Fan's strangeness a few days ago. It turned out that there was still such a relationship between him and Nangong Xian'er.

Deep in her heart, she even envied Nangong Xian'er.

"Ho **** ho ho!"

At this moment, Jue Wuxin let out a hoarse roar, his eyes were red, his face was hideous, his chest was ups and downs, as if there was raging anger in it.

The vengeance of a wife is not shared!

For a man, this is a great humiliation, it is a hundred times more painful than slapped him!

"Want to grab a woman from Ben Shao? It's ridiculous! Ye Beichen, Ben Shao orders you to immediately let go of Xian'er and kneel to beg for mercy, otherwise you will die without a place to bury!" Jue Wu Xin shouted, his tone full of no secrets. Meaning of threat.

"Humph!"

Ye Fan sneered, without any fear, and said proudly: "If I want to leave, let alone you, even if it's your Lao Tzu Wuji Demon Emperor coming, I can't stop it!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

"presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

"Arrogant!"

Countless demon heads glared at Ye Fan fiercely, with boiling killing intent in their eyes.

The magic way advocates the strong!

The Promise Demon Emperor is the leader of the Demon Dao, possessing the strength and supreme status to dominate the world, and everyone in the Demon Dao respects the Promise Demon Emperor.

Now Ye Fan dared to blaspheme the Promise Demon Emperor, which can be said to have committed public anger.

"How dare you be disrespectful to your father and look for death! Ye Beichen, the spear in your hand has been broken, if you continue to shoot, you will not be able to catch my blood spear!"

Jue Wuxin said, grabbing the Ten Thousand Tribulations and Killing the God Spear, the devilish energy is overwhelming, fierce and powerful, and the sharpness on the spear tip seems to be able to kill all things.

"Cut! Do you think I have no other magic weapon except the gentian gun?"

With a thought, Ye Fan summoned the Thunder Tribulation Sword. The dazzling sword illuminates the hall, and there are arcs jumping around the blade, revealing a peerless edge, as if a random sword can break the mountain and the sea, the stars and the moon.

...

"Oh my God! This magical soldier..."

All the strong people in the field are the people who know the goods. Naturally, they can see that the Thunder Tribulation Sword is extraordinary, far better than the Zhenzong-level spirit weapon.

In fact, Lei Jiejian has completed a qualitative transformation after the spirit of the device was conceived. It was comparable to the Sacred Xuanyuan Sword, and was even better than the Spear of the Thousand Tribulations Refined by the Promise Demon Emperor.

"The brave sword slashes the sky!"

Without any hesitation, Ye Fan displayed his assassin, and all the vitality in the entire hall was emptied and injected into the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

The scarlet sword is several feet long, and there are countless electric python Thunder Dragons around it.

The sword light is bright, illuminating the Quartet.

Sword Qi is like a rainbow, destroying dryness and rottenness.

Suddenly, Jue Wuxin felt an unprecedented death crisis, like falling into the abyss, a heart sinking to the bottom.

As the son of the Devil Emperor, he had defeated ninety-nine brothers before he had his current status. He was a peerless arrogant, no less than the young master Ji Yuanhao of the Ji family.

Because of this, he also has his own pride. He originally wanted to use this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference to unify the demons and form a demon alliance that could compete with the right way.

Unexpectedly, he didn't succeed when he was out of his teacher, and he encountered Ye Fan, an evildoer that cannot be measured by common sense!

But at this moment, there is no room for unintentional consideration.

"Thousands of spears penetrate the heart!"

Jue Wuxin shouted loudly and displayed the magical power that matched the blood spear.

"Swish swish swish swish!"

For a time, the spear shadows are numerous, there are as many as thousands, and each blow is enough to cause a deadly threat to the powerful.

However, after practicing "Nine Suns Heaven Secret Art", Ye Fan's strength has been increased by nine times, and he even possessed the brilliant feat of beheading the pinnacle powerhouse.

Because of this, the power of the brave sword to slash the sky has skyrocketed.

When Jian Gang touched the shadow of the spear, the spear all over the sky was as fragile as paper, and instantly disappeared.

"Zheng!"

A sound of gold and iron crossed.

Undoubtedly, the sturdiness of the Spear of Thousand Tribulation Killing God is hard to be crushed by other gods.

However, Jian Gang contained extremely concentrated energy, which directly flew the blood spear.

Without the blood spear guard, Jue Wuxin was like a living target. There was no time to dodge, so he could only watch Jian Gang attack his chest.

"boom!"

Jue Wuxin seemed to be hit by a huge ship of 10,000 tons, and flew upside down hundreds of meters, slammed into the wall of the hall, and then fell to the ground.

...

"Master Wuxin!"

Ao Lie roared aloud and turned into a long rainbow and swept to Jue Wuxin's side.

As an emperor, Absolutely Wuxin's position is superb. If he died here, then Ao Lie didn't know how to explain to the Wuji Demon Emperor.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

Absolutely unintentionally coughed and blood spurted wildly.

He tremblingly stretched out his hand and tore open his clothes, only to see a protective mirror on his chest, which was suddenly torn apart and dim.

Seeing this scene, Jue Wu Xin looked like she had lingering fears in her clothes, and her back was soaked in cold sweat, as if [abiqugex.me] had walked before a ghost gate.

This heart-protecting mirror is also a body-protecting magic weapon made by the Promise Demon Emperor himself, which can withstand the full blow of the peak power.

Unexpectedly, it was broken now, which shows the power of that scarlet sword.

If it hadn't been for the heart protection mirror to save his life, that Absolute Wuxin's physical body would have been destroyed, and even if the soul could escape, its strength would have fallen sharply.

The next moment, Jue Wuxin's eyes revealed unconcealed anger and humiliation, and all dignity and pride seemed to be crushed.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho! If anyone kills Ye Beichen, he will be rewarded with 10,000 top-grade spirit stones and three spirit weapons!"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like a blockbuster exploded in the field.

The world's vitality is lacking. If you can't find Dongtianfudi, your cultivation base will grow very slowly, and 10,000 top-grade spiritual stones are enough for a martial artist to cultivate to the realm of heaven.

But more precious are the three spiritual weapons.

No matter in which sect, the magical tools that can nurture the spirit of the spirits are rare treasures, and they cannot be measured by money.

Juewu is ashamed of being the son of the Devil Emperor, with rich wealth, but this also represents his hatred of Ye Fan, and he wants to get rid of it.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

After hearing this reward, hundreds of monsters in the field all cast their eyes on Ye Fan, their eyes red, as if looking at a golden mountain and silver mountain.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man!

Even though Ye Fan had just demonstrated his overbearing and unparalleled strength, the price he absolutely unintentionally offered was enough for them to take risks.

"Everyone go together!"

"We have so many people, can't we still deal with a hairy boy?"

"As long as he is killed, there will be countless splendor and wealth, and Young Master Wuxin will never treat us badly!"

In the next moment, countless demon heads swarmed at Ye Fan, offering various magical weapons.

The scarlet long knife, burning with fire, burns the sky and destroys the world.

The huge ice crystal blade is dazzling and indestructible.

The white bone whip is full of evil spirits, to the yin and evil.

The variety of evil Dao magic weapons seemed to drown Ye Fan.

At this moment, the more than a dozen righteous people finally stopped watching.

The old sword crown of Wan Jianzhong took the lead, took the sword box behind it, and flicked with his fingers.

"Buzzing buzzing..."

The sword box trembled suddenly, and then a series of sword aura oozes out of the sword box, shining the face of the old sword crown particularly holy.

"Ten Thousand Swords into an army, cast down demons and eliminate demons!"

With the shout of the old sword crown, the sword box burst open.

First, the sword energy rushed straight into the sky and shot the bull.

Then thousands of sharp swords shot out from the sword box, covering the sky and the sun, with murderous aura, turning the hall into a sea of ​​swords.

The war is about to start.