Immediately afterwards, in the red line, red blood surged out, like the Yangtze River bursting into dams, instantly dyeing Dao Crazy's body red.

Then, his huge head fell to the ground with a "thump".

Looking from afar, Dao Kuang's originally rebellious face was filled with unconcealed fear, and his eyes were almost popping out of his eye sockets. Until this moment, he couldn't figure out how he died.

Die with your eyes open!

However, the sharp edge of my slash did not stop because of this.

The thousand-foot-long sword light slashed half of the body of the Lord of Tiance.

"Ahhhh!"

The Lord of Tiance's Mansion let out a scream of excitement, and the heavy armor on his body shattered inch, turning into powder, shattering.

Under the heavy armor, the Lord of Tiance Palace also suffered an unprecedented severe injury, with muscles, meridians, blood... all of them were instantly wiped out by the sword energy, leaving only a rugged skeleton.

Looking from afar, it looks like a skeleton skeleton, particularly strange.

The sword intent of the nirvana that I slashed almost deprived him of all his vitality.

Although the Lord of Tiance was still gritting his teeth and persevering, he was barely dead. Half of his foot had already stepped into the gate of hell. Even if he was lucky enough to save his life, he would completely lose his combat power.

With the miserable state of the Lord of Tiance, he was as weak as an ordinary person. He could end his life without even having Ye Fan’s actions.

Wuliang Sword Lord is the fastest among the three, and by chance he escaped the bombardment of Rushi I slashed.

However, there was no joy on Wuliang Sword Lord's face that he had survived the disaster. Beads of sweat were oozing out from his forehead, his face was as pale as paper, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

......

"Ping!Ping!Ping!"

Ye Fan held the Wuxiang Sword in his hand and walked towards Wuliang Sword Lord. Although the footsteps were not loud, they seemed particularly harsh in the silence.

Soon, Ye Fan walked to Wuliang Sword Lord, looked down at him from a high place, and his eyes revealed a murderous aura.

Wuliang Sword Lord's body trembled, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you...you really want to kill all the people? Even if you use your great magical power to kill the sword mansion and seriously injure the Lord of Tiance, the move just now may have emptied all your internal energy! What should you do next? Why not stop here, we can still discuss it!"

"snort!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan sneered and said proudly: "The murderer will always kill him! From the moment you ambush me, we have been destined to be together forever! If I were to beg for mercy now, you would never show mercy! Do you think I am a three-year-old child when you say such words now?"

As he said that, Ye Fan burst into a murderous intent and pressed towards Wuliang Sword Lord.

For a moment, Wuliang Sword Lord's body was shocked, as if he was staring at some terrifying beast. A cool feeling surged from the soles of his feet, as if he was about to freeze his body.

"Ho huh!"

The next moment, a roar like an angry lion broke out deep in the throat of Wuliang Sword Lord, and his eyes were full of determination and shouted angrily:

"Boy, I'm fighting with you!"

Wuliang Sword Master held the cold light sword in his hand, and stabbed Ye Fan fiercely with the spirit of dying together and burning his jades.

"Struggling to death, like an ant!"

Ye Fan's wrist shook, and the Wuxiang Sword turned into a flying rainbow, and bombarded Wuliang Sword Lord's lower abdomen with lightning speed.

Caught out of control, Wuliang Sword Lord had no time to react, and felt a huge force penetrated through his lower abdomen and tear his dantian.

Until the huge force castrated, he dragged his body and nailed it to the earth.

"See!"

The bright red blood sprinkled on the earth drop by drop along the blade of the Wuxianjian.

Wuliang Sword Lord's face was ashes, his eyes were dim, and his whole body seemed to be hollowed out. He also let go of the right hand that was originally holding the Han Guangsword tightly.

"Clang!"

The Cold Lightsaber fell to the ground.

Wuliang Jianjun's eyes were full of disbelief. He slowly lowered his head and looked at the Wuxiangjian that was inserted into his lower abdomen. His lips moved, as if he was about to say something, but his throat could only make some dull roars.

The dantian of the lower abdomen is the source of power for monks!

Once destroyed, even if you don’t die, your entire skill will be completely ruined.

Even a peak powerhouse like Wuliang Sword Lord is no exception.

What's more, this sword contains the will of the Immortal Lord of Yunhai ten thousand years ago, and does not give him any chance.

Dao Kuang, Lord of Tiance Palace, Wuliang Sword Lord!

These three people are the best masters among the nine ancient sects who are good at melee battles.

Now, Ye Fan killed one person, injured one person, and destroyed one person!

One death, one injury, one waste!

......

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Fan stood proudly.

Even if almost all his internal strength was emptied by Rushi I, he still showed his peerless charm, just like an invincible god of war.

He has a broad chest and is so majestic that thousands of men cannot defeat!

The heroic and arrogant clouds are like a lion shaking the sky and under the clouds!

The muscles and bones are thundering, like a dragon shaking the earth on the seat!

Ye Fan looked around the audience with a sharp gaze, swept across the faces of the remaining strong men one by one, and said loudly:
Chapter completed!