Chapter 1299 Ji's old dog, come and lead the death!
Ye Nantian's pinnacle shot, like a thunderbolt, had an unprecedented visual impact on everyone present.
For a moment, many masters of the hidden sect seemed to have been immobilized, standing there dumbly, unable to move. Huge waves arose in their hearts, and they were horrified.
The gun will kill the soul!
Although the target of the shot just now was not them, they still felt the fierce power of killing gods and immortals and destroying the heaven and earth.
A single shot swept across the nine heavens and ten lands, and all living beings surrendered.
The trench that spreads hundreds of feet on the ground is even more shocking, and there is still an aura of domineering and superiority left in it.
Even the masters who were far away had goosebumps all over their bodies, their souls were trembling, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.
However, Ye Nantian, who stabbed out the unparalleled spear, still looked carefree, even the corners of his clothes were not messy, as if he had just done something trivial and understated.
Then, Ye Nantian lowered his head and looked down at Ge Xuanji's head.
Ge Xuanji is a powerful person in heaven. Even if his body is broken, he still has various ways to survive, not to mention that he still retains the most important head.
At this moment, his facial features were distorted, his eyes were about to burst, he was frightened and angry, and he opened his mouth and made an extremely hoarse voice:
"Is this... the power of the Earth Immortal? It's too scary! Immortal Ye, it's not easy to practice Taoism. Please spare my life. I will leave with my disciples and I will never interfere with you and the Xuanyuan Ji family again.
fighting!"
"It is indeed not easy to cultivate to the realm of Heaven. It requires a decade of hard work! But...everyone who blocks my revenge is an enemy, and I will never be merciful!"
Saying that, Ye Nantian stepped out with his right foot and kicked Ge Xuanji hard, crushing Ge Xuanji's head.
Blood and brains spattered, and the flesh and blood were blurred, as if there was a layer of sauce smeared on the ground.
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, the masters from other sects couldn't help but gasped, and became as silent as a chill. They didn't even dare to breathe out, and their whole bodies were soaked in cold sweat.
The Earth Immortal strength displayed by Ye Nantian was too overbearing and invincible. There was no one-stop enemy for him in the field. Even if the leader of another sect was replaced, he would only end up with the same fate as Ge Xuanji.
"Head!"
"master!"
"Brother!"
Many disciples of the Luofu Sect had tears in their eyes, and they were filled with grief and anger. They clenched their fists tightly, but they did not dare to stand up and help Ge Xuanji take revenge, so they could only swallow their anger.
…
Suddenly, Ye Nantian's eyes were like lightning, passing over the masters of many hidden sects around him.
In an instant, thousands of masters felt as if they were being shocked by electricity, and even had the illusion that they were stripped naked and thrown into the ice and snow. No idea could be hidden from Ye Nantian.
In desperation, they had no choice but to lower their heads, not daring to look at Ye Nantian at all.
At this time, Ye Nantian shouted loudly: "Eighteen years ago, one hundred and six members of my Ye family died in the assassination of the Xuanyuan Ji family. Today I come to take revenge, and I have made a name for myself! Please retreat quickly,
I don’t care about my previous offense, otherwise, this Ge Feng of the Luofu Sect will serve as a lesson to you!”
Saying that, Ye Nantian waved his hand to break the army gun.
"Buzz buzz..."
The spear roared low, and the evil energy came out from the blade, making people feel horrified.
Ye Nantian threw the problem to the heads of the major sects.
If they resisted, Ye Nantian would definitely go on a killing spree and turn them all into dead souls.
And if they just run away, although they will offend the Xuanyuan Ji family and have a hard time, at least they will have a chance to survive.
Moreover, if a miracle really happens and Ye Nantian wins, then they will not suffer any revenge in the future.
For a moment, all the major sect leaders fell into deep thought, as if they were going through a battle between heaven and man, making repeated choices.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the old sword crown of Wanjian Tomb took a step forward, as if he had made some important decision, and said loudly: "Ye Xianren has incredible magical skills, and it is natural to avenge the family. I, Wanjian Tomb, will not go to Hunjiang Tomb." The water is gone! All disciples obey the order and leave with me!"
"As you command!"
Soon, hundreds of disciples from Wanjian Tomb, led by Lao Jianguan, left with their swords.
"I, the Drunken Immortal Sect, will also say goodbye!"
"Count me in Zhijian Qigong!"
"Our Divine Sword Sect has left too!"
They were originally a loose alliance, summoned by the Emperor's order, but Ji Yuanhao treated them as cannon fodder, so why should they sacrifice their lives for the Xuanyuan Ji family?
Soon, the thousands of troops dispersed like birds and beasts, broke into pieces without attacking, and swept away into the distance.
"Long live Chief Ye! Chief Ye is invincible!"
Many soldiers roared loudly at the same time, as if they were demonstrating towards the Xuanyuan Ji clan in the distance.
"boom!"
At this time, Ye Nantian's body erupted with an aura of scorn and arrogance, soaring straight into the sky and ranking first in the world.
He held his head high, his majestic body like a god descending from the mortal world, pointed his spear directly at Ji's palace, and roared loudly:
"Ji's old dog, come and take him to death!"
…
Ye Nantian's loud shout was like a thunderous thunder that resounded throughout the entire audience.
Even from Ji's palace dozens of miles away, he could hear it clearly.
In the golden chariot, Ji Changhe's eyes were about to burst, his fists were clenching, his chest was heaving, and monstrous rage surged within him.
On the contrary, the Ji family ancestor's face was as sinking as water, neither sad nor happy, his eyelids were drooped, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
As for the coach, Ji Yuanhao, his face was really uglier than eating a fly.
He knew that the coalition forces of these hidden sects were no match for Ye Nantian, but he still had a trump card. He originally planned to wait until half of the coalition forces were consumed before sending reinforcements to attack.
In this way, it can not only consume the number of masters from various sects, but also provide a life-saving grace.
Unexpectedly, Ye Nantian disrupted his plan with his invincible appearance.
Looking at the approaching Chi You Banner, Ji Yuanhao knew that he could no longer wait. He looked at an old man wearing a Bagua robe in the western corner and said: "Chief Feng Xingyun, I will bring one hundred bronze chariots and four hundred warriors. The elite soldiers are handed over to you, and you will serve as the commander!"
"Yes! I will definitely [Haitang Bookstore www.htsw.info] fail to live up to Young Master Ji's expectations!" Feng Xingyun, the leader of the Fenghou tribe, said loudly.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Xingyun took a step forward, looked at the hundred bronze chariots and said loudly:
"Using eleven vehicles as a unit, divide it into nine formations! Sky covering, ground bearing, wind rising, cloud hanging, dragon flying, tiger wing, bird flying, snake and pan, plus the Chinese army!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he ordered and prohibited.
All those bronze chariots started moving and were divided into nine camps according to Feng Xingyun's words.
"Charge!" Feng Xingyun ordered again.
"Rumble..."
The bronze chariot, which has been around for thousands of years since ancient times, rolls over the earth with its wheels, carrying a heavy aura of historical vicissitudes.
These chariots had witnessed the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chi You, but they did not expect that they would witness the fateful battle between the descendants of the two races today.
At this time, Feng Xingyun was sitting on the remaining chariot, calm and composed, with a smile on his face, like a wise man who was strategizing and winning thousands of miles away.
The eight-formation diagram of their Fenghou clan shows the four spaces between Qiankun and Xungen as the main formation of heaven and earth. The green dragon is on the left, the white tiger is on the right, the red bird is in the front, and the basalt snake is in the back. The generals are among them.
Among the eight formations, eight, eight and sixty-four formations can be transformed, with four heads and eight tails, starting from the point of contact. The enemy rushes into it, and both ends are saved. The cycle is endless, predicting events like a god, and adapting to the situation.
In Feng Xingyun's view, the army led by Ye Nantian was indeed a tiger and wolf army.
But under his leadership, this bronze chariot troop will definitely be able to achieve extraordinary feats and defeat the enemy.
…
Looking at the menacing chariot army, Ye Nantian suddenly shouted:
"Stop!"
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of soldiers behind him stopped at the same time, their movements uniform and without any noise.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Nantian put away the army-breaking gun and took out the Tai'a sword instead.
The divine beauty of Tai'a Sword is restrained and not very surprising at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that the lines on the surface seem to imply the truth of heaven and earth.
"The heaven and earth have righteousness, and are mixed and endowed with manifolds!"
"Below are the rivers and mountains, and above are the sun and stars!"
"Tai'a Sword is the sword of the princes and the sword of majesty. It is not a sword, but a container that can carry the awe-inspiring righteousness of the world!"
"Today, I will use this majestic righteousness to destroy these rabble, chickens and dogs!"