Ancestor Ji Le's big hand hit Ye Fan firmly on the chest.
"boom!"
A loud noise came, shaking the eardrum.
Even though the Patriarch of Bliss was counterattacked by the "Devil Disintegration Technique" and his strength was greatly reduced, the power of this attack still contained hundreds of thousands of kilograms of power, enough to blast through a hill.
The next moment, Ye Fan seemed to be hit by a cannonball and flew hundreds of meters backwards before falling heavily to the ground, his sternum being dented.
Fortunately, his heavenly hegemonic body was nourished by the phoenix essence and blood, otherwise this palm alone would be enough to kill him.
"Jiejiejie..."
At this moment, Patriarch Ji Le burst into unbridled laughter, looked at Ye Fan who was lying limp on the ground from a distance, and said disdainfully:
"You brat, in my eyes, you are no different from a bug or an ant. I can crush you to death with just a few fingers! But just killing you like this is too cheap for you! When the time comes, I will turn you into a corpse puppet and suffer the consequences.
Endless suffering, no rebirth for eternity!"
Immediately afterwards, Patriarch Ji Le turned around and set his sights on Dongfang Mingyue.
At this moment, Dongfang Mingyue's face was pale, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and she was haggard and somewhat sad. Her white clothes had become tattered and messy, and large areas of her delicate skin were exposed to the air, causing a strong visual impact on people.
Even gods would be moved by such a peerless beauty, let alone an obscene demon like Patriarch Bliss?
"Gudong! Gudong! Gudong!"
His throat rolled, and he swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva. His ugly old face showed an unconcealable lustful look, and he was about to spit out his saliva.
He has raped as many as eight hundred women, if not a thousand. They are all extremely charming beauties, and some of them are even female disciples from hidden sects.
But the appearance of the bright moon in the east is unparalleled in the world.
Comparing other women with her is like the difference between a pheasant and a phoenix. They pale in comparison and are not at all comparable.
More importantly, she is a saint from the Yaochi sect, a proud daughter of heaven with the blood of the Phoenix. She is pure and pure, unattainable, just like the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, which can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
With the magic skills practiced by the ancestor of Ji Le, if she can harvest her virgin Yuan Yin, her strength will definitely skyrocket in an instant and she will become a first-class demon in the world.
No one can resist such temptation!
"Kick! Kick! Kick!"
Ancestor Ji Le took a step forward, walked to Dongfang Mingyue, looked at her condescendingly, and said intoxicatedly:
"Tsk tsk... What a wonderful breath, what a perfect scent! Fairy Mingyue, since you can't resist, just enjoy it silently!"
As he spoke, he leaned down and prepared to blaspheme the most holy fairy in the world.
Seeing this scene, Dongfang Mingyue's delicate body trembled, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no power to fight back.
Suddenly, a look of determination flashed in her eyes.
Rather Stick to your guns!
Even if she bit her tongue and committed suicide, she would not take advantage of this devil.
…
"Ho ho ho ho!!!"
At this critical moment, a hoarse roar suddenly came from the distance, piercing the clouds and cracking rocks, deafening.
Ancestor Bliss subconsciously turned his head and looked at the source of the sound, only to see Ye Fan getting up from the ground at some point. Even though he was severely injured, there was still raging anger in his eyes.
The next moment, Ye Fan exhausted all the power in his body, and like a burning meteor, it hit the ancestor of Paradise with devastating force.
Ancestor Bliss's pupils shrank violently. Apparently he didn't expect that he would have the strength to fight again. He was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground, flying dozens of meters away with a "Peng" sound.
After executing this blow, Ye Fan also fell slumped beside Dongfang Mingyue, breathing heavily.
When Dongfang Mingyue saw this, a strange color flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she couldn't help but ask: "Since you don't like me and rejected me coldly, why did you save me again?!"
At this time, Ye Fan struggled to stand up, his body swaying unsteadily, like a boat swaying in a violent storm, but his voice was extremely firm:
"Miss Dongfang, I'm sorry for your wrong love! However, if you really encounter misfortune, it will be after I die in the battle!"
This simple sentence seemed to have magical power, which plucked Dongfang Mingyue's heartstrings and caused huge waves in her heart again.
Suddenly, the ancestor of Bliss stood up, his facial features twisted together, extremely ferocious, stared at Ye Fan fiercely, gritted his teeth and said:
"You bastard! You have done bad things to my ancestor one after another. It is simply unforgivable! You want to play the trick of a hero saving a beauty, but you don't even consider your own strength? Today, I will beat you to a pulp in front of Fairy Mingyue.
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"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of the Patriarch of Bliss increased steadily, as if he had transformed into a demon god, and everyone within a radius of a kilometer was shrouded in this evil aura.
"Devil's hand that covers the sky!"
He let out an angry shout, and as soon as he finished speaking, the vitality of the world around him went into terrible chaos.
The sky suddenly darkened, ink clouds rolled, and endless darkness shrouded it, like a solar eclipse.
Covered the sun and moon, covered the blue sky.
Immediately afterwards, a giant palm appeared out of thin air high in the sky. It was completely condensed from the demonic energy that had been condensed into substance. It was billowing with evil intent, like a black hole of death, capable of annihilating everything in the world.
Even though he was far away, Ye Fan could still feel the horror contained in it, as if he was about to be crushed into pieces, leaving no bones or residue.
Seeing this giant palm, Dongfang Mingyue's face changed drastically, her eyes were full of horror, and she exclaimed:
"Oops! Ancestor Ji Le actually mastered this magic skill! Mr. Bai, leave me alone and run away!"
…
The demonic hand that covers the sky!
Among the demon sect, this magical power is very famous. It was created by a supreme demon. It requires gathering ninety-nine and eighty-one different kinds of demon energy and then integrating it with itself to transform into a giant palm.
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It is said that after practicing to the level of Dacheng, one can even cover the sky with one hand and suppress all things!
Dongfang Mingyue never expected that the Patriarch of Bliss would not only regain his strength during these years of dormancy and forbearance, but also cultivate such magical powers, which were extremely terrifying.
On the other side, she heard her reminder, but instead of hiding, Ye Fan straightened his spine and guarded her.
"Boom!"
The sky-covering devil's hand in the sky was an acre square, like the blue sky falling, pressing towards Ye Fan's position.
Even if Ye Fan possesses the Cangtian Hegemony, it will be difficult to withstand such an offensive when his inner strength is exhausted and his energy is exhausted. He might be crushed into a bloody mess.
In the distance, Patriarch Ji Le's eyes were full of pride, as if Ye Fan was already a corpse, and he shouted loudly:
"The Dao is as high as the devil! How can you, a little ant, compete with me? Stop making fearless resistance and just accept your death!"
Fifty meters!
Thirty meters!
Twenty meters!
Ten meters!
Five meters!
The demonic hand that covers the sky is getting closer and closer to the two of them, and one can even clearly feel the evil energy within it, and it is unknown how many innocent creatures it has killed.
The god of death seems to have raised his sickle and is ready to swing it down.
In despair, Dongfang Mingyue closed her beautiful eyes in despair, waiting for the distance of death.
Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds...
A full half minute passed, but the expected bombardment never came.
Under doubt, Dongfang Mingyue opened her eyes, and an incredible scene appeared in her sight——
I saw Ye Fan gritting his teeth and raising his hands high, using the strength of his two arms to resist the demonic hand that covered the sky.
At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into an ancient god with the sun and moon in his hands and the universe on his feet.
However, Dongfang Mingyue immediately noticed that the muscles all over Ye Fan's body were twitching and spasming, and the veins under his skin were bulging high, like a knotted dragon, twisted together, and might burst at any time.
"Crack!"
At the same time, there was a sound like a firecracker in his body, and every inch of skin, every muscle, and every bone was under tremendous pressure.
Dongfang Mingyue could not imagine what kind of pain Ye Fan endured at this moment to hold up this demonic hand that shrouded the sky.
At this moment, Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at Dongfang Mingyue, and uttered a sentence from between his teeth:
"Miss Dongfang, don't worry! The sky is falling, it's up to me to resist!"