Chapter 1283 Stepping through the sky and traversing the world!
"How can this be?!"
Looking at the three thousand small worlds that were constantly collapsing, the Witch King's pupils shrank violently, and his mouth opened wide enough to swallow a duck egg. A ghostly expression appeared on his face, and a huge wave of horror arose in his heart.
Absolutely.
You must know that at this moment, he used secret techniques to obtain the divine blessing of the ancestral witch Emperor Jiang, which was equivalent to an ancient ancestral witch descending into the world and possessing the ability to control space.
In his opinion, even if Ye Nantian achieves the realm of Earthly Immortality, he cannot be his opponent.
Who would have thought that Ye Nantian's spear actually contained the power of law. It was no longer a mundane move, but had been sublimated into a kind of supreme principle of heaven and earth, just like the setting of the sun, the rising of the moon, and the changing of the four seasons.
The spear point contains Ye Nantian's will, which is invincible, indestructible and unstoppable!
Even the supreme gods cannot escape the judgment of this shot.
"Stab la la!"
Finally, the army-breaking gun tore apart a total of three thousand small worlds.
At this moment, there was no longer any obstacle between the Witch King and Ye Nantian, and they were back in the same sky again.
The Army-breaking Spear continued to move forward, the tip of the spear flashing with a dazzling cold light, like a bright star in the night, carrying the power of killing gods and immortals, and pierced the throat of the Witch King.
In an instant, the Witch King was as silent as a chill, and his whole body was tense. Feeling the threat of death so close at hand, he did not dare to neglect at all, and shouted:
"The law of space - teleportation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Witch King's body disappeared out of thin air, allowing Ye Nantian to stab the air with the army-breaking spear in his hand.
A few seconds later, he appeared ghostly in the sky a thousand meters away.
Even Ye Fan couldn't see the Witch King's movements clearly, nor could he feel his breath. He seemed to have suddenly evaporated.
This magical power of instant movement is not a light skill, but an application of the laws of space to teleport one's body to other locations in a flash of lightning.
The Witch King also relied on the power of his ancestor, the Witch Emperor Jiang, to be able to perform such secret techniques.
"Ye Nantian, you are more powerful than I expected, but I can cross the dimensional space. No matter how powerful your spear skills are, you can't hurt me at all! If you just retreat, I will no longer pursue you.
It was a sin in the past!" the Witch King advised.
"Hmph! Who said I can't hurt you? Just take another shot from me!"
Ye Nantian held the army-breaking gun tightly in his left hand, and the man and gun became one, giving people a feeling of invulnerability.
With a gun in hand, I have the world!
With Ye Nantian's body as the center of the circle, an indescribably powerful aura erupted, as if a casual blow could open up the world.
Even the disciples of the witch sect around him were deeply shocked by this aura, and instinctively wanted to worship and bow their heads.
"昘!"
The next moment, Ye Nantian finally stabbed out the spear. It was not very fast, and it did not have overwhelming power, but it felt like it was as heavy as billions of kilograms. The air around him seemed to have become extremely solid and heavy.
Under the shroud of a gun, even a powerful warrior would find it very difficult to move, let alone fly.
…
"not good!"
Seeing this scene, the Witch King's face changed drastically, his scalp was numb, and his vest was completely soaked with cold sweat.
He could feel that his energy was completely locked by this shot, and there was no way to escape it.
Even if he escapes to the Nine Heavens Mysterious Realm or the Nine Nether Hells, this shot will follow him like a gangrene attached to his bones, and he will not give up until he achieves his goal.
"No! I am the Witch King of the Wumen. I have the possession of an ancestral witch and am invincible! I don't believe you can defeat me!"
The Witch King let out a hysterical roar, and the hundreds-foot-tall Emperor River Divine Beast in the sky immediately flew to his side and merged with him, while the strength of his body also increased steadily, comparable to the ancient ancestral witches, extremely powerful.
"boom!"
Immediately, the army-breaking spear finally hit the Witch King's left chest, which contained the power of countless laws.
No matter how powerful the defense is, it seems redundant in front of this gun.
"Stab it!"
The Dijiang Divine Beast was instantly annihilated by the spear point and turned invisible.
Then the spear pierced the Witch King's left chest hard and penetrated his heart!
"Crash..."
The bright red blood surged out like a fountain, instantly dyeing the luxurious clothes red.
The Witch King, who was supreme in the hearts of millions of people in Miao territory, was stabbed in the heart at this moment.
For a moment, many Wumen masters around were dumbfounded and dumbfounded. They simply couldn't believe their eyes.
Such a bloody scene in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact on them.
The Witch King... was defeated!
Moreover, he was completely defeated and had no power to parry!
Ye Nantian shoots one person at a time, like the God of War coming to the world.
What is invincibility?
This is invincible!
…
Suddenly, Ye Nantian flicked his wrist, and the tip of his spear swept across. The Witch King's body was thrown hundreds of meters away, and fell to the ground with a "bang".
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
The Witch King spurted blood wildly, his eyes dimmed, and his aura was depleted.
If he were an ordinary person, if his heart was pierced, he would probably die instantly.
However, the Witch King is already a powerful person at the peak of the heavenly throne, and he still has the remaining divine power of the Emperor River in his body, which is enough to keep him alive.
If Ye Nantian didn't kill them all, he would still have a chance to survive and could use various secret techniques to stay alive, but that would only be a lingering breath, unable to regain his strength at all, and he would be no different from a useless person.
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
At this time, Ye Nantian took a step forward and walked towards him with long strides. Although his footsteps were silent, they seemed particularly abrupt in the silence, like the sound of spring thunder.
For a moment, many Wumen masters seemed to have been petrified, standing motionless on the spot, not daring to stop him at all.
Soon, Ye Nantian walked up to the Witch King, swiped the spear and pointed it at his throat. Murderous intent suddenly broke out, as if he was going to kill him in the next moment.
"Wait! This king has surrendered!"
The Witch King immediately begged for mercy and said: "Ye Nantian, your magical skills are unparalleled. Our Wumen is no match. You win this life and death battle. From now on, I will honor you! The weapon you left in the Witch Palace,
It’s in the same place, just go and get it!”
At this moment, the Witch King was like fish on the chopping board. He had no right to bargain and could only be slaughtered.
"In this case, I will spare your life today!"
Ye Nantian retracted his army-breaking gun and strode toward the interior of the Witch Palace, with Ye Fan following closely behind.
Looking at the backs of the Ye family father and son, the eyes of the Witch King and the many masters of the witch sect were full of fear and fear.
…
The area inside the Witch Palace is very large. The walls, floors and ceilings are all made of pure gold, which shows how luxurious it is.
Ye Nantian was familiar with the road and knew the terrain inside very well, and soon arrived at a square in the deepest part of the Witch Palace.
This square was originally supposed to be a place where Wumen disciples practiced martial arts, but now it was a ruined place with broken walls and potholes on the ground. It must have been the place where Ye Nantian fought to the death with many Wumen masters eighteen years ago.
Even though so many years have passed, there are still many powerful people in the square, revealing the horror of the war that year.
Ye Nantian walked in the square, as if recalling those days of fighting and fighting, a look of sadness appeared on his face, and he murmured to himself:
"Old man, how many years have you been with me? In the beginning, I was just an ordinary warrior. It was you who witnessed my growth, and it was you who accompanied me to the top of martial arts!"
"It's a pity... In that battle eighteen years ago, not only did I lose my arm, but my Dantian was destroyed and I became a useless person. Since then, I have been depressed and unable to recover! I am not worthy of you at all!"
"but--"
Speaking of this, Ye Nantian's body suddenly burst out with a fierce fighting spirit, which shot straight into the sky and enveloped the entire Witch Palace.
Although his right sleeve is still empty, he is taller and taller than any healthy person.
"Old man, now I'm back! Ye Nantian, the Chinese god of war, is back again! The revenge of the past has not yet been avenged, and the hatred of the past has not yet been settled. How can I grow old so easily? I am hungry for Hulu meat.
, laughing and talking about thirsty drinking the blood of the Huns, starting from scratch, cleaning up the old mountains and rivers, and facing the sky!"
Ye Nantian's voice became louder and louder, reverberating in the Witch Palace like thunder:
"Old man, I'm back! Are you willing to join me once again to crush the sky and dominate the world?"
