Chapter 2063: Ancient Emperor Sword!

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Ye Fan's tone was not arrogant, nor arrogant, as if he was explaining something justified.

It seemed to him that defeating Zhou Ye was really easy!

But the more plain he said, the more frightened other people were, and the look in his eyes was like looking at a madman!

Are you kidding me?

You know, Zhou Ye is the prince of the Dayin Dynasty, and his status is extremely respected.

Among the seven dynasties, the Dawu dynasty is the worthy first, while Dayin is the best one, and it is much stronger than Daxia.

Moreover, Dayin is an ancient dynasty that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and it has a rich heritage. When he just appeared on the stage, his grandeur is unmatched by other dynasties!

Even Qin Xuance, the prince of Great Xia, was invisibly short when facing Zhou Ye.

More importantly, Zhou Ye was not a weak person, he possessed a realm of transcendence.

In this God Stele Festival, Zhou Ye can be regarded as one of the most powerful people under Prince Qi Hong of Dawu in terms of overall strength.

Unexpectedly, now, a little-known kid, a "weak man" with the seventh rank of God, dare to provoke him so much!

This is simply guilty of a bear heart and leopard, I don't know how to write the word "dead"!

If this was in Dayin, Zhou Ye's order would be enough to punish the Nine Clan of Ye Fan.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

For a while, the eyes of the audience were all focused on Zhou Ye, not knowing how he would act.

There was no change in the expression on Zhou Ye's face, and Gu Jing was waveless, but there was a flash of sullen expression in his eyes.

"boom!"

With Zhou Ye's body as the center, a strong sigh of murder suddenly exuded, and the bearing on his body had also undergone earth-shaking changes.

If you say that before, he was the king of the great world, swaying the wind and clouds, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.

Now, he seemed to be a demon in the Nine Nether Hells, and a slight anger would cause creatures to become charcoal, corpses of blood, and to drive the enemy into eighteen layers of hell.

Such a breath change surpassed everyone's expectations.

The temperature in the entire ancient battlefield seemed to have dropped to freezing point, and the atmosphere was extremely tense and tense.

Zhou Ye looked at Ye Fan condescendingly, and said coldly:

"Boy, you just humiliated this prince, and you deserve death! However, in accordance with the rules of the God Tablet Festival, this prince will give you a chance to beg for mercy! If you immediately kneel down and apologize, you will make another nine hundred and ninety-nine Ring your head! This prince can raise your hands high and spare you a little life!"

"Ha ha……"

Ye Fan let out a disdainful laugh, looked at his gaze, and said: "One mouthful, one prince, really treats himself as a dish? Come here to participate in the competition, who is not the prince or the prince? Kind of! If you get **** again, then I will tear you off the throne, into the mortal world, from a prince to a waste!"

"So courageous! Really be the prince, don't you dare to do it?!"

Zhou Ye was furious, his hair stood up, and his murderous aura spread in all directions like a wave of endless anger.

The closest members of the Daxia Dynasty, like Princess Nishang, Shang Bin, and Gao Yuan, who are weaker, all trembled and shivered.

Even Qin Xuance didn't feel good.

With Zhou Ye's strength, if they showed great power, I am afraid that the four of them might not be able to stop them if they join forces.

However, in the center of coercion, Ye Fan didn't change his face, calm and calm, as if he hadn't been affected in any way, and didn't frown.

"Dignant Prince Dayin, just such a skill? If you want to beat me, this alone is not enough!" Ye Fan said lightly.

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

In the distance, the people of the Wanlong Dynasty, the Ancient Phoenix Dynasty, and the Dayin Dynasty were all dumbfounded, and there was a huge wave in their hearts, and they were beyond surprise.

They never imagined that under such circumstances, Ye Fan even dared to add fuel to the fire and unscrupulously stimulated Zhou Ye.

This is simply playing with fire and self-immolation!

Is there no such word as "fear" in his dictionary?

Zhou Ye was also so angry that he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it in the void.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, a sword sound like a dragon roar suddenly sounded.

Immediately, an ancient sword gleaming with golden light burst out of the sky, blazing with flames, illuminating the entire ancient battlefield, even if the sun gathers together, there is no glorious light.

Looking intently, I saw that the blade of that ancient sword was engraved with many ancient inscriptions and various totems. The will contained in it was like the avenue of ancient sages.

As soon as this sword came out, it seemed to be able to cut through the thorns, cut through the darkness, sweep through the ages, and suppress the heavens.

In an instant, everyone present felt a strong coercion, as if the majesty of the sky came.

Many monks felt a strong sense of depression, and they sacrificed their spiritual body protectors.

"Oh my God! What magic weapon is this, how can there be such a terrible pressure!"

"Ancient Emperor Sword!"

The old prince's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted: "This is the ancient emperor sword of the Dayin Dynasty! I didn't expect... the emperor Yin actually handed this heavy weapon to Zhou Ye! Xiaofan, be careful!"

The ancient emperor sword, rumored to be the sword of the founding emperor of Dayin, has a history of tens of thousands of years.

Although this sword is not a sacred instrument, it has been absorbing the atmosphere of the emperor's way for tens of thousands of years, carrying the country and suppressing the country. It is the supreme symbol of Emperor Da Yin.

Only the real emperor can get the approval of this sword, let alone touch, ordinary people will be backlashed just by approaching.

Not all national treasures can be referred to as "heji heavy weapons".

At the beginning of the earth, Ye Fan once received the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom, with the power of setting the country, suppressing the country, and suppressing the universe.

In terms of its function, this ancient emperor sword is actually somewhat similar to the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom.

However, what the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom carries is only the national destiny of China.

And this ancient emperor sword carried the luck of hundreds of millions of monks in the entire Dayin Dynasty, and hundreds of lower planes and vassal planets around it.

The gap between the two is incredible, just like the difference between an ant and an elephant.

Much attention!

Zhou Ye stretched out his hand and held the Ancient Emperor Sword tightly.

In the ancient emperor sword, blazing light burst out again, sacred and mighty, like the light of the sky washing the world, causing countless monks to worship.

The sun shone on Zhou Ye, shining brightly, as if an ancient holy emperor had descended, invincible and unbeatable.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

As soon as the ancient emperor sword came out and suppressed Beidou, who would fight for it?

This sword is not a holy weapon, but better than a holy weapon!

"Stab!"

Suddenly, Zhou Ye stared at Ye Fan and asked: "Boy, you just said that my strength is not enough to beat you! So now, is it enough?"