Ye Fan's voice contained domineering will and resounded throughout the hall like thunder.
If you don’t say anything shocking, you will die!
Everyone in the venue, whether they were masters of magic or strong men of righteousness, were all dumbfounded. Huge waves arose in their hearts, and they were extremely surprised.
Previously, Jue Wuxin had expressed his admiration for Nangong Xian'er and threatened to make her the master of the harem in the future, and her mother would be the ruler of the world.
Who would have thought that Ye Beichen would suddenly come out to steal the bride? He was so domineering that he didn't even take Jue Wuxin into his eyes!
More importantly, in the face of Ye Fan's "declaration of sovereignty", Nangong Xian'er not only did not clarify, but her pretty face turned slightly red, and her eyes and eyebrows showed tenderness and sweetness, just like a woman seeing her lover.
For a moment, the faces of many demons in the field showed very strange expressions. It felt like the green top of Jue Wuxin's head seemed to be standing against a piece of Hulunbuir prairie.
Among the crowd, Baili Qianxue also had a very complicated mood.
It wasn't until this moment that she understood how strange Ye Fan had been in the past few days. It turned out that he and Nangong Xian'er still had such a relationship.
Deep in her heart, she even envied Nangong Xianer.
"Ho ho ho!"
At this moment, Jue Wuxin roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes were red, his face was ferocious, and his chest was rising and falling, as if there was monstrous rage surging inside.
The hatred for taking away my wife is irreconcilable!
For a man, this is a huge humiliation, and it is a hundred times more painful than a slap in the face!
"You want to steal a woman from me? That's ridiculous! Ye Beichen, I order you to let go of Xian'er immediately and kneel down to beg for mercy, otherwise you will die without a burial place!" Jue Wuxin shouted angrily, his tone full of unabashed emotion.
of threat.
"snort!"
Ye Fan sneered, not afraid at all, and said proudly: "If I want to leave, let alone you, even if your father, the Wuji Demon Emperor, comes, he can't stop me!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
"presumptuous!"
"Be bold!"
"Arrogant!"
Countless demons glared at Ye Fan fiercely, their eyes full of boiling murderous intent.
The devil respects the strong!
The Wuji Demon Emperor is the leader in the demonic path, possessing the strength and supreme status to dominate the world. Everyone in the demonic path respects the Wuji Demonic Emperor in awe.
Now Ye Fan dares to blaspheme the Wuji Demon Emperor, which can be said to have offended the public.
"How dare you disrespect your father and seek death! Ye Beichen, the spear in your hand is broken. If you continue to fight, you will not be able to catch my bloody spear!"
Jue Wuxin said, holding on to the God-killing Spear of Ten Thousand Tribulations. The demonic aura was overwhelming and fierce, and the sharp edge on the spear tip seemed to be able to kill all things.
"Tch! Do you think I have no other magic weapon besides the Gentian Spear?"
With a thought, Ye Fan summoned the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and the dazzling sword light illuminated the hall. There were electric arcs jumping around the blade, revealing a peerless edge. It seemed that with a single sword stroke, it could split mountains and seas, shatter stars and cut the moon.
…
"Oh my god! This magic weapon..."
All the powerful people in the field are knowledgeable people, so they can naturally see that the Thunder Tribulation Sword is extraordinary, far superior to the Zhenzong-level spiritual weapon.
In fact, after giving birth to the weapon spirit, the Thunder Tribulation Sword has completed its qualitative transformation, which is comparable to the Holy Dao Xuanyuan Sword, and even better than the Ten Thousand Tribulations God-killing Spear refined by the Wuji Demon Emperor.
"Behead the Tiangang with the brave sword!"
Ye Fan did not hesitate and used his trump card. All the energy in the entire hall was drained and poured into the Thunder Tribulation Sword.
The crimson sword was several feet long, and there were countless electric pythons and thunder dragons surrounding it.
The sword's light shines brightly in all directions.
The sword energy is like a rainbow, destroying everything.
In an instant, Jue Wuxin felt an unprecedented death crisis, as if falling into an abyss, and his heart sank to the bottom.
As the son of the Demon Emperor, he defeated ninety-nine brothers to reach his current status. He can be said to be a peerless genius, no less than Ji Yuanhao, the young master 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 to compete with the righteous way.
Unexpectedly, before the battle was over, he encountered Ye Fan, a monster that could not be measured by common sense!
But at this juncture, there is no room for Jue Wuxin to think too much.
"Thousands of spears pierce the heart!"
Jue Wuxin shouted loudly and used the magical power that matched the blood spear.
"Swish swish swish!"
For a time, there were numerous spear shadows, thousands of them in total, and every blow was enough to pose a fatal threat to the powerful ones in heaven.
However, after practicing the "Nine Yang Heavenly Jue", Ye Fan's strength increased by nine times, and he even had the glorious feat of killing the strongest person at the top of the heaven.
Because of this, the power of Yongjian Zhan Tiangang has also increased steadily.
The moment the sword gang touched the spear shadow, the spears all over the sky were as fragile as paper, and instantly dissipated invisible.
"Zheng!"
A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
There is no doubt about the sturdiness of the God-killing Spear of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and it is difficult to be broken by other divine weapons.
However, the sword gang contained extremely concentrated energy, which directly caused the blood spear to fly away.
Jue Wuxin, who had lost the protection of the blood spear, was like a living target. He had no time to dodge and could only watch the sword attack towards his chest.
"boom!"
Jue Wuxin felt as if he had been hit by a giant ship of 10,000 tons. He flew hundreds of feet backwards, hit the wall of the hall, and then collapsed to the ground.
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"Master Wuxin!"
Ao Lie roared loudly and turned into a rainbow and flew towards Jue Wuxin.
As the emperor's son, Jue Wuxin's status was aloof. If he died here, Ao Lie wouldn't know how to explain to the Wuji Demon Emperor.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
Jue Wuxin coughed and blood spurted out.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and tore open his clothes, only to see a protective goggle on his chest, which was suddenly shattered into pieces and dimmed.
Seeing this scene, Jue Wuxin looked frightened in his clothes, and his back was soaked with cold sweat, as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
This heart-protecting mirror is also a protective magical weapon refined by the Wuji Demon Emperor himself. It can withstand the full blow of a powerful person at the top of the heaven.
Unexpectedly, it is broken now, which shows the power of the red sword.
If the heart-protecting mirror hadn't saved his life, Jue Wuxin's physical body would have been destroyed, and even if his soul could escape, his strength would have plummeted.
The next moment, Jue Wuxin's eyes showed unconcealable anger and humiliation, and all dignity and pride seemed to have been crushed to pieces.
"Ho ho ho! Whoever kills Ye Beichen will be rewarded with 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones, plus three spiritual weapons!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a bombshell exploded in the venue.
There is a lack of vitality in the world. If one cannot find the blessed land of Cave Heaven, cultivation will grow very slowly. However, ten thousand top-quality spiritual stones are enough for a warrior to cultivate to the realm of heaven.
But what is even more precious are the three spiritual weapons.
A magical weapon that can give birth to a weapon spirit, no matter which sect it is in, is a rare treasure that cannot be measured by money.
Jue Wuxin is worthy of being the son of the Demon Emperor and has great wealth, but this also means that he hates Mark and wants to get rid of it quickly.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
After hearing the reward, hundreds of demons in the venue turned their attention to Ye Fan, their eyes red, as if they were looking at a mountain of gold and silver.
Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man!
Even though Ye Fan had just shown his domineering strength, the price offered by Jue Wuxin was enough for them to take risks.
"Everyone come together!"
"We have so many people, how can we not deal with a young boy?"
"As long as we kill him, we will gain countless glory and wealth. Master Wuxin will never treat us badly!"
The next moment, countless demons swarmed towards Ye Fan, sacrificing all kinds of magical weapons.
The long red sword, blazing with fire, burns the sky and destroys the world.
The ice crystal giant blade is dazzling and indestructible.
The long whip of white bones is full of evil spirits, extremely yin and extremely evil.
All kinds of evil magic weapons seemed to drown Ye Fan.
At this moment, the dozen or so strong men of righteousness finally no longer stood idly by.
The old sword crown of Wanjian Tomb took the lead to take a step forward, took off the sword box from behind, and flicked it with his fingers.
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
The sword box suddenly trembled, and then streams of sword energy seeped out of the sword box, illuminating the old sword crown's face with a particularly sacred look.
"Ten thousand swords form an army to subdue demons and eliminate demons!"
As Old Jian Guan shouted, the sword box opened with a bang.
First, the sword energy shot straight into the sky, and the light shot towards the bullfight.
Then thousands of sharp swords shot out from the sword boxes, blocking out the sky and the sun, filled with murderous intent, turning the main hall into a sea of swords.