Ye Fan stepped down, his momentum was like a rainbow, the sky was filled with shock, and the surrounding space was completely distorted, like a punishment from the gods!
Venerable Silver Sword, who was escaping, instantly felt the tremendous pressure coming from behind, but had no time to dodge.
"boom!"
This move of Nine Layers Stepping on the Sky hit the Lord Silver Sword's back forcefully.
"Crack!"
Venerable Silver Sword's back was broken in response, and his clothes were dyed red with blood, which was extremely tragic.
Ye Fan just stepped on the Silver Sword Venerable, like a meteor falling from the sky across the sky, and came to the ground.
"Rumble..."
There was another violent shaking, and the ground shook.
Centered on the impact point, dense cracks appeared within a radius of 10,000 meters, as if it had been bombarded by a hail of bullets.
Under the eyes of everyone [Literature Museum ].
Venerable Silver Sword's limbs were firmly stuck to the ground, and he no longer regained his previous arrogance, unable to move at all.
At this moment, he was no longer a famous figure, but rather like a dead dog left to be slaughtered.
To be able to become the great elder of Zhenwu Dao Sect and live for thousands of years, Master Yinjian is naturally not an ordinary person.
Regardless of his talent, understanding, foundation or strength, he is the best.
Because of this, when facing Ye Fan just now, he had an innate sense of superiority.
But now, all the pride and dignity of Venerable Silver Sword have been crushed to pieces.
Under the incredible gazes of everyone, Ye Fan stood proudly and stepped on his back, as if he was using him as a stepping stone.
Like a demon god descending from the sky, like an undefeated god of war on earth!
…
"hiss!"
In the distance, the powerful men from other sects who were watching the battle couldn't help but take a breath of air and were dumbfounded. Their hearts were filled with huge waves, and they were extremely surprised.
The scene that happened in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact and a psychological shock to them.
They never expected that Ye Fan would win so easily, so comfortably, without any effort, not even a warm-up.
At the same time, there are also many sect disciples within the Zhenwu Dao Sect.
Originally, these disciples were ready to swarm up and kill Ye Fan, but seeing such shocking strength, they felt as if someone had poured cold water on them, their fighting spirit disappeared, and all that was left was the fear that penetrated their bones.
In their view, Ye Fan is like the legendary devil who dominates life and death and is simply invincible.
They rushed out now and couldn't even hold on to face each other. It was no different than sending them to death.
"Ho ho ho..."
Suddenly, Venerable Silver Sword, who was stepped on by Ye Fan, let out a heart-rending roar deep in his throat, his eyes red and furious.
However, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from Ye Fan's feet and stand up.
In a pure competition of physical strength, let alone the Silver Sword Master, even the top Demon King is far inferior to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan looked at him condescendingly, like the Nine Heavens Dragon looking down at the ants, and said coldly:
"How dare you resist?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan put a little more force on his right foot, and the majestic inner energy surged out.
"Boom!"
Venerable Silver Sword felt as if a tremendous force was coming, and he was in unbearable pain. His chest was about to burst, and his internal organs were severely damaged to varying degrees.
Seeing that Master Yinjian was about to be trampled to death, the disciples of Zhenwu Dao Sect could no longer stand by and watch.
There are many powerful Tribulation Immortals who have sacrificed their magic weapons and spiritual weapons, preparing to fight to the death with Ye Fan.
"snort!"
Ye Fan sneered and did not let go of his feet, but turned his head and glanced at them.
"Just a bunch of you guys want to stop me?"
"Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"
As soon as he finished speaking, with Ye Fan's body as the center of the circle, a burst of solid killing energy burst out, as if he wanted to kill gods and immortals, staining the sky with blood.
Not only the disciples of Zhenwu Dao Sect, but also the strong men of various sects in the distance could feel the terror, as if falling into an ice cellar, terrified.
At this moment, Ye Fan transformed into a peerless killing god!
One thought seemed to make these hundreds of Zhenwu Dao Sect disciples splatter with blood and die on the spot.
"Kneel down!"
Ye Fan shouted again, and the aura of overlord surged out, as if a divine dragon awakened in his body, showing its majesty, shocking the world, and dominating the world!
The majestic momentum gave people a feeling of the world collapsing and the world collapsing as it swept towards the hundreds of Zhenwu Dao Sect disciples in front.
For just a moment, those Zhenwu Dao Sect disciples seemed to have been given a body-fixing spell, and their whole bodies became stiff.
Looking from a distance, a frozen picture formed, which was extremely strange.
If you look carefully, you can see unprecedented surprise and fear in the eyes of these disciples.
They had no idea what was happening. Their bodies seemed to be entangled with invisible chains, and they could not even move their little fingers.
In their consciousness, the world around them disappeared, leaving only Ye Fan in front of them, aloof and admirable.
"boom!"
The next moment, they felt as if an invisible mountain with a height of ten thousand feet was falling from the sky, pressing directly on them.
Every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone seemed to be under tremendous pressure and was about to be torn apart.
Even though they are disciples of the Zhenwu Dao Sect and have been taking elixirs all year round to temper their bodies, their physical strength is far stronger than that of ordinary people, but they have no ability to resist under such pressure.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, a weaker disciple dropped the weapon in his hand to the ground, then his knees softened and he knelt down with a "plop".
The whole figure seemed to be pressed hard by invisible big hands, with all limbs lying on the ground, bowing to the ground.
His kneeling was like the first domino to fall, forming a series of chain effects.
"Plop!" "Plop!" "Plop!"
In just a dozen breaths, all the disciples of the Zhenwu Dao Sect fell to their knees, like humble servants meeting the emperor.
The weapons in their hands also fell beside them.
Ye Fan alone suppresses a sect!
No one else saw the earth-shattering battle in Dragon Burial Valley.
But the scene in front of him completely fell into the eyes of the strong men from other sects, which was jaw-dropping and shocking.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan turned around and looked into the depths of the Zhenwu Dao Sect. His eyes were so deep that they seemed to be able to penetrate countless buildings, and shouted:
"Guang Lingzi, if you don't get out, then I will go on a killing spree and destroy the ten thousand-year inheritance of your Zhenwu Dao Sect!"
Ye Fan's words were extremely domineering and could kill the whole world.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the deepest part of Zhenwu Dao Sect erupted with extreme light, soaring into the sky, sweeping across the sky and covering the earth in an instant, as if recreating a star.
And in this light, there is also an extremely mysterious aura, implying the truth of heaven and earth.
The Zhenwu Dao Sect disciple who had been kneeling on the ground and unable to move felt his body light up, and he broke free from Mark's pressure and struggled to get up from the ground.
They looked into the depths of the Zhenwu Dao Sect at the same time, with pious expressions on their faces and hot eyes. They bowed their heads and said respectfully:
