Chapter 1610 Within a short distance, the enemy country is all over the place!
"Hey! Who dares to hurt my child?!"
This roar contained overwhelming fury, as if it could burn the sky and destroy the world.
"Whoosh!"
A dazzling beam of light tore through the clouds, struck from a great distance, and cut through hundreds of miles in an instant.
Everyone present could feel the terrifying power in this pillar of light, which completely exceeded the limit of the divine transformation stage.
This is the power that belongs to the true immortal who transcends tribulation!
"boom!"
When the sword light was only an inch away from Shang Xiang's neck, the beam of light came with a bang, hitting the sword light squarely.
The two tyrannical forces collided and exploded with majestic force.
Under the influence of the air wave, Shang Xiang's body flew dozens of meters upside down and escaped death.
"Crack!"
The next moment, the beam of light penetrated the sword light and continued to blast forward on the mountain wall, creating a huge hole and causing the surrounding earth to shake.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan showed fear in his eyes, and his whole body tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Although he just waved a sword light at will, with the blessing of the God Burial Sword, not just anyone can catch it.
And this beam of light, which traveled hundreds of miles, was actually able to be shattered, which shows how terrifying it is.
The identity of the visitor is self-evident——
The Lord of Longxiang City, Shang Tianxiao!
"boom!"
A majestic, majestic, and supreme power rolled in, causing the clouds in the sky to churn.
All the monks in the valley felt an extremely strong sense of oppression, as if a huge mountain was pressing on them. Not only were they unable to breathe, they even instinctively felt a sense of surrender and wanted to crawl to the ground.
This kind of power is so vast that it is definitely beyond the imagination of monks in the transformation stage.
Just like an unarmed child facing a warrior armed to the teeth, no matter how you resist, it will be of no avail.
The gap in absolute strength cannot be made up by any magical channel technique.
…
After a few breaths, a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air in the valley.
From the appearance, he is about forty years old, plump and plump, with a Chinese character face, wearing a red brocade suit with a tiger and leopard embroidered on his chest, which is the symbol of the Daxia dynasty bureaucracy.
Shang Tianxiao had a pair of sharp eyes, scanning the entire audience, giving everyone the illusion of being cut by a knife.
"Stab it!"
There were sparks visible to the naked eye in the air, and the void was generating electricity.
A strong man of this level can already integrate his will into his eyes. He doesn't even have to do it himself. Just a casual look can make people feel nervous and lose their resistance.
"Father!"
Seeing the appearance of Shang Tianxiao, Shang Xiang was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw. He was ecstatic. At the same time, he pointed at Ye Fan and shouted loudly: "It's this brat who injured his younger brother first and returned the favor just now."
Trying to kill me is a heinous crime! Please ask father to take action and make the decision for me!"
"Xiao Xiang, don't worry! Although my father is not a supreme overlord, in this three-acre land of Longxiang City, whoever dares to provoke our Shang family will be seeking death!"
Shang Tianxiao's words are like swords, revealing an unabashed murderous spirit.
If he had arrived a moment later, Shang Xiang would probably be a corpse now.
What's more, his youngest son Shang Hui was also seriously injured by Ye Fan and is still lying on the bed, unable to move.
New and old grudges, added together, how could he not be angry?
Suddenly, Shang Tianxiao's eyes showed a fierce light, he glared at Ye Fan fiercely, gritted his teeth and said: "You brat, who gave you the courage to make an enemy of my Shang family? Do you really not know how to write the word 'death'?
?!"
After saying that, the brocade clothes on his body moved automatically without wind, emitting a terrifying aura like an ancient demon, as if he was about to kill Ye Fan at any time.
The atmosphere in the venue was tense and extremely tense.
At this moment, Princess Hongyi suddenly walked up to Ye Fan, her red lips slightly opened and she said:
"Ye Fan, this princess will give you one last chance - as long as you cooperate in handing over the fire of the Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flames, and then hand over the training secret book of the Thunder Sound Magical Power, not only can this princess save your life,
I can also recommend you to become a bodyguard of the royal family, and you will rise to great heights from now on!"
Hearing this, Shang Tianxiao's face changed slightly.
In terms of status, although he is the Lord of Longxiang City and will be promoted to a higher position in the near future, Princess Hongyi is Prince Cheng's favorite daughter and a true member of the royal family.
After all, she should call the current Xia Emperor "uncle".
With her status, if she really wanted to protect Mark, even Shang Tianxiao would be helpless.
What's more, the old man in gray robe next to her seemed ordinary, but in fact he revealed an unfathomable aura that Shang Tianxiao did not dare to underestimate.
On the other side, Shang Hui was really anxious.
In his opinion, Ye Fan would definitely agree to it in this case.
After all, Ye Fan only had to pay a "little" price to get the protection of Princess Hongyi and even become a royal guard.
As long as Ye Fan agrees, then their Shang family will have no hope of revenge.
…
The next moment, contrary to everyone's expectations, Ye Fan shook his head, held his head high and said:
"Princess, I'm sorry! I will never be anyone's lackey, not even the Great Xia Dynasty! If you want the fire of the Nine Nether Soul-Eating Flames, you can grab it with your ability, but if you want me to give it away, then you can't
possible!"
Hearing this, Princess Hongyi had an incredible expression on her face.
In her opinion, Ye Fan should kneel down immediately and be grateful.
Who would have thought that Ye Fan would reject her kindness so decisively and decisively without any hesitation.
Is this seeking death?
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Princess Hongyi laughed angrily, turned to look at Shang Tianxiao, and said: "City Master Shang, you can do it, but try not to destroy this guy's body, I still have a great use!"
"Yes!" Shang Tianxiao nodded, murderous intent boiling in his eyes.
Now that the princess has opened Chrysostom, he no longer has to worry about anything. The aura on his body is skyrocketing, rising endlessly, and his body shape seems to have become extremely majestic, giving people the feeling of having the sky above his head and the earth under his feet.
"Boom!"
Even before he made a move, the space around him began to twist, collapse, and collapse.
The true immortal who has overcome the tribulation is so terrifying.
"die!"
Shang Tianxiao shouted loudly, and then punched, a fist force that could overwhelm Purgatory and crush Sheji came through the air.
This fist power seems to be superior to all living beings, ignoring the physical body and defense, and directly strikes the soul.
Even from a certain distance, Ye Fan could feel the horror, as if a doomsday disaster was coming.
Princess Hongyi said before that she needs Ye Fan's body, even a corpse.
Therefore, Shang Tianxiao used such an attack method, which seemed invisible and traceless, but could have a devastating blow to the monk's spirit, and could even make the enemy's three souls and seven souls leave the body.
For an instant, Ye Fan was in a trance, as if he was in a state of confusion.
Everything in sight disappeared, leaving only this fist intention, falling from the sky, shattering the void, as if even the nine gods would be shattered by a punch, and the entire world would tremble.
Ye Fan had a strong premonition that his thinking would be wiped out by this punch and he would be completely reduced to an idiot and a vegetative state.
"Bah!"
At the critical moment, Mr. Wei roared loudly, as if he was shouting loudly, causing Ye Fan to wake up.
Ye Fan didn't hesitate and retreated violently.
Although the terrifying fist rubbed his body, after all, he had been baptized by the light of destiny. Not only his physical body, but also his spiritual consciousness had been strengthened. Although he felt dizzy, there was no fear for his life.
"Huh?"
Seeing this scene, Shang Tianxiao raised his eyebrows, a little surprised. He didn't expect that a mere "ant" in the Nascent Soul stage could escape his soul-destroying punch.
However, he had absolute confidence in his own strength and was not discouraged. He formed fingers with one hand and a fist with the other and continued to launch the offensive.
"A sharp finger to the heavens and the earth!"
"Vajra Demon Breaking Fist!"
This finger that cuts the sky and cuts the earth is a heaven-level magical power. With one finger, it separates the surrounding space from the world, and establishes an invisible cage, sealing Ye Fan's position so that he can't hide.
, cannot escape from this world.
The Diamond Breaking Demon Fist is also a heaven-level magical power, but it is more domineering and powerful.
Rays of light, like golden meteors, shot out from his fist, like a large meteor shower falling from the sky.
Each punch contains the most rigid and powerful power, which can destroy everything and show unparalleled power.
Under such indiscriminate bombardment, no god-transformation monk could survive.
Although Princess Hongyi had reminded her before that she wanted Ye Fan's whole body, Shang Tianxiao was so angry that he couldn't care so much.
Seeing these two peerless magical powers, many monks present showed admiration on their faces and marveled:
"Oh my god! As expected of Lord Shang, he is so powerful!"
"When the true immortal transcends tribulation appears, who will compete with him?"
"Hmph! Wasn't that kid very arrogant just now? His thunder sound magical power is nothing compared to the monk city lord's magical power!"
"I bet that kid can't even hold on for ten seconds!"
…
Almost everyone is not optimistic about Ye Fan.
Shang Xiang looked at Ye Fan as if he were looking at a corpse.
The old man in gray robe beside Princess Hongyi also shook his head and whispered: "It is a good seedling, but it is a pity that it was ruined by pride. It is not a pity to die!"
Under the gaze of everyone, those golden meteor-like fists struck Ye Fan's body.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
A series of collision sounds, like violent bombing, one after another.
However, the next moment, an incredible scene appeared in everyone's sight——
Ye Fan, who was supposed to be killed by the fist light, was still standing, with his life breath not diminishing at all.
Although he was not completely unscathed, there were only dozens of black and blue patches on his body.
Judging from this posture, he only suffered some minor injuries.
"How can it be?!"
Everyone in the venue was dumbfounded. If they hadn't known about the grudge between Ye Fan and the Shang family, they would have even suspected that Shang Tianxiao was cheating.
The supreme magical power of the Tribulation Immortal can't even do anything to a Nascent Soul Stage monk. This is really unbelievable.
Shang Tianxiao's eyes were also splitting, and he felt an unprecedented anger. He gritted his teeth and said: "Bad boy, even if you are quite capable, I have underestimated you! But that's all over!"
"Innate Qi and a great grappler!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Tianxiao shot out, as if he had transformed into a divine dragon rising from the abyss, with unparalleled aura, enough to overwhelm the eternal sky.
Another heaven-level magical power!
In an instant, he appeared in front of Ye Fan as if he had shrunk to an inch. His right hand stretched out like a dragon's claw, and with irresistible force, he grabbed Ye Fan's throat.
Between his palms, he seemed to control the most terrifying and destructive power in the world. With just the slightest bit of strength, he could break Ye Fan's neck.
"Boy, do you have any last words to say?" Shang Tianxiao asked fiercely, as if he was sure of victory.
Faced with the imminent death, Ye Fan acted very calmly, his expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even frown, as if he was not the one whose throat was being strangled.
"City Lord Shang, have you heard a sentence?" Ye Fan said.
"What are you talking about?" Shang Tianxiao asked.
"Within a short distance, everyone is wiped out and the enemy is defeated!"
"What does this mean?" Shang Tianxiao pondered for a moment, but was still confused.
"Today, we are very close to each other. Even if you hold a high position, have all the power in the world, and even have the power of a country, it is useless! When an ordinary man is angry, blood will be splashed five steps away, nothing more than this!"
As Ye Fan spoke, a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. With a thought, an inconspicuous wooden sword appeared in his right hand.
