C603 (2/2)

A fist swept across the sky as the mountains overlapped with each other. It was a sky-devouring force, and like a flood, it instantly advanced towards Ye Fan.

Wait!

When he punched, Ye Ling was actually pushed back several steps. On the opposite side, Ye Fan's body swayed a bit as he revealed a shocked expression and looked at Ye Ling.

”Heavenly Thunder Armor?”

”You actually inherited the power of the Sky Dragon Sect's founder?”

Ye Fan was extremely shocked. The Heavenly Thunder Armor was the only thing in the world that did not rely on the power of bloodline inheritance, and it was even more powerful than the bloodlines of the four great families.

The heavenly thunder had the power of thunder, having the Heavenly Thunder Battle Armor was equivalent to having no invasion. Controlling the power of thunder and lightning was something that the four great families could not allow.

”How strange!”

”If it wasn't for my lord's restricted cultivation, would you still be standing here spouting nonsense?”

Feng Yu smirked as he looked at Ye Fan with contempt, intentionally making fun of him.

Huan Xiong slightly nodded his head. It was because of Ye Ling's cultivation that restricted everything, otherwise, things would not be as simple as Feng Yu had said.

”Humph!” It seems like I really can't let you go. ”

Ye Fan's face turned dark and cold. Ye Ling's terror had made him feel threatened, and if Ye Ling continued to grow, no one would be able to do anything to him in the future.

”Whiz!”

Blood light erupted from his body, his Blood Soul Armor appeared, the blood blade in his hands erupted with an eye-piercing blood light, his eyes turned red, and without holding back, he unleashed his full strength. He instantly shot into the air, charging towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling frowned, the Baleful Innate Qi in his body surfaced as he revealed a sinister look. White light appeared on his left hand, protecting his body with Great Desolation Meridian Runes, and the Blood Yama on his right hand released an extremely evil and berserk aura.

Teng!

Ye Ling instantly rushed forward, turning into an arrow and striking towards Ye Fan. He suddenly swept his sword, the Anti-Desolation Tablet in his left hand flew out, his left hand looked extremely decisive.

Ye Fan's expression changed. Ye Ling's sudden fierceness had caught him off guard, and he quickly waved the two blades in his hands to block. Bang!

With two loud bangs, Ye Ling was pushed back, but Ye Fan was blown back dozens of feet. Because of the Anti-Desolation Tablet's strong power, he was unable to resist.

Sou sou!

Ye Fan's body had not stabilized yet, but Feng Yu and Huan Xiong had already made their moves. The two of them moved to their left and right, using their full strength.

When Ye Ling saw this, he immediately turned into a shadow and approached Ye Fan. With a ferocious expression, he swung his sword at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's expression changed drastically. Facing Ye Ling's sword attack, he actually had no way of dodging it.

Puff!

”AHH!” Ye Fan screamed miserably in an instant as his Blood Soul Battle Armor exploded. A bloody wound appeared on his chest and his stomach was almost ripped open by Ye Ling.

Plop!

Ye Fan landed heavily on the ground, his face as white as a sheet of paper.

”Whiz!”

Ye Ling flew over, raised his hand and pointed his sword at Ye Fan, ”How does it feel? Don't you want to take revenge for Ye Chong? Do you really think a mere butler can cover the sky with one hand? ”

”Ye Ling! ”Don't even think about it! I, Ye Fan, have underestimated you, but you won't be able to escape death. Don't forget that this is the City Lord's Mansion!”

Ye Fan's gaze was cold, he glared at Ye Ling, but he gritted his teeth and showed no signs of yielding. As a powerhouse of the ninth stage of the Dao-Martial Stage, how could he have any face to face with the world when he was defeated by Ye Ling's three ants?

”Oh?” When death is at hand, you still dare to intimidate us? ”

”Brat, you really don't know how to write the word 'dead'. Since you don't know what's good for you, then let me send you off!”

When Feng Yu heard that Ye Fan was so arrogant, even though he had fallen into their hands, he was still hooting and threatening. Anger was written all over his face, and he suddenly approached Ye Fan, raising his hand and slashing towards Ye Fan's head.

Ye Ling and Huan Xiong frowned, the two of them did not try to stop him.

”Whiz!”

However, just as Feng Yu's blade was about to land, a red light suddenly flew over from the distance and instantly struck the Sickle of the God of Death.

Clang!

With a loud blast, Feng Yu's Scythe of the God of Death was sent flying. It retreated several steps and its arms went numb. Its face was filled with shock as it looked forward.

”How dare you!”

The instant Ye Ling brandished his sword, the person in front of him suddenly let out a stern shout, and his voice exploded out like a clap of thunder.

Puff!

However, Ye Ling did not care about it, as he raised his sword, Ye Fan's eyes suddenly opened wide, blood splashing into the sky, and with a plop, he fell into a pool of blood and died.