Chapter 1750: Ye Fan’s fate is to deny...

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The Emperor's Seal is a masterpiece created by the great power of the Great Xia Dynasty to suppress the country and mountains and carry the luck of the country.

Even in the heavenly high-grade spirit tools, this is the top existence, no less than the burial sword and the yellow spring magic sword.

From the Sixth Prince, Ye Fan also saw the image of the Emperor's Seal, and he could confirm that the Fang Yuxi in the hands of the leader was the Emperor's Seal.

At this moment, behind the leader's Throne of Blood, there are hundreds of evil cultivators from the Black Sea Forest Prison.

The appearance of Ye Fan, an "uninvited guest", immediately attracted their attention.

"Oh! Which sect's silly boy is this who accidentally hit and broke into here?"

"Haha...Isn't this just getting into the mouth?"

"Meeting our Black Sea Forest Prison, he has lost eight lifetimes of bad luck!"

"Fifth rank cultivator, the leader, sneezes, it is estimated that he will be shaken to death!"

Everyone ridiculed and didn't put Ye Fan in their eyes.

However, when the leader saw his appearance clearly, his body was shocked, his eyes could not hide the color of astonishment, and he exclaimed: "Smelly boy, is it you?!"

Because of the extreme surprise, the leader's voice was a little trembling.

"My lord, do you know this kid?" someone next to him asked cautiously.

"Humph!"

There was a gloomy light in the chief eye, staring at Ye Fan like a poisonous snake, gritted his teeth and said: "Of course I know him. These days, I think about him every day, and I can’t wait to take his skin and pump him. Drink his blood and cut him thousands of times, to shed his hatred!"

As soon as this statement came out, the complexion of many monks in the Black Sea Forest Prison changed drastically, and a huge wave was set off in their hearts, astonished.

You know, the leader is not a human being, but a demon, and the strength is comparable to the true immortal Dujie.

The one who can make him hate to the bone will definitely not be the general generation, at least the master of the same level.

But Ye Fan in front of him looked like he was in his early twenties, and his cultivation was only the fifth turn of the gods, so he didn't seem to be able to sit on an equal footing with the leader.

As if perceiving the confusion of the people around him, the leader said: "Most half a year ago, this seat sent someone to an ancient battlefield to seize a piece of spiritual veins. In the end, a bad guy from the Yunhai Fairy Gate broke the good deeds. After leaving most of the spiritual veins, he also led out the elder of the star picker of the Yunhai Immortal Gate, and broke the evil aspect of this constellation! That **** named Ye Fan is the guy in front of you!

"So it was him!"

Everyone at the scene suddenly realized that they looked at Ye Fan with a little more dread.

Most of them, although it was the first time that they saw Ye Fan, they had also heard of the incident more than half a year ago, which was a waterloo for the Black Sea Forest Prison.

According to the rumors, Xie Daoyan Jingfeng bowed his head to this kid and respected him as a god.

But Jiang Han, the jade face Langjun of the Eighth Transformation Realm, refused to accept and challenged this kid, but was beaten to death by one move.

More importantly, when Yumian Langjun was killed, Ye Fan had only Yuanying cultivation base.

Now that he possesses the Five-turn Realm of Transforming God, his combat power is probably soaring again and again, which makes people dare not underestimate.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Suddenly, the leader burst into a gloomy laughter, looking at Ye Fan from a distance and saying: "Boy, I want to get the demon emperor's relic first, and I will kill the Yunhai fairy gate to find you and the star picker for revenge. Who knows that you are directly sent to the door, it seems that this is destined, you are going to die in the hands of this seat!"

"Huh! What is destined?"

Ye Fan let out a sneer, with his head held high, his eyes bursting with sharp sword-like sharpness, and he proudly said: "My fate for Ye Fan is to deny my fate!!!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and it contained an unruly will. Not to mention facing the leader and the demon monk in the Black Sea Forest Prison, even if he faced the heavenly way, he would not shrink and succumb.

"What a big tone!"

The leader blasted angrily, a monstrous demon flame burst out of his body, and he suddenly stood up from the Throne of Blood.

At this station, everyone around only felt that their chests sank and breathing was a little difficult. Everything in their sight disappeared, and it seemed that only the tall figure of the leader remained.

Up to Jiuxiao, down to Huangquan.

Although he hasn't taken a shot yet, with his momentum alone, the leader is enough to make most monks tremble and frighten.

However, Ye Fan still straightened his spine, raised his head and shouted: "Chief, hand over the imperial seal!"

"Boy, what are you, dare to order this seat? If you don't pay, what can you do?" the leader asked rhetorically.

"Then I will kill you and destroy all the monks in the Black Sea Forest Prison!"

Ye Fan's voice was ruthless and solemn, and at the same time a spirit of war broke out in his body, rushing straight into the sky, seeming to shatter the flowing clouds in the sky.

...

"boom!"

These words were like a huge boulder hitting the calm water surface, stirring up a thousand waves, causing an uproar in the arena.

Many monks in the Black Sea Forest Prison were taken aback first, and then roared with laughter:

"Single-handedly, want to kill all of us?!"

"Ahahaha...It's ridiculous, is this kid crazy?"

"Where is the yellow-mouthed kid, dare to say crazy words here, don't you really put us in your eyes?"

"Who he thinks he is, even if he is a peerless powerhouse like Demon Commander Ying Hengtian, he does not have such confidence and confidence!"

Everyone present was angry and funny, and seemed to be greatly humiliated.

"Boy, you have to pay the price of blood for these words!"

Suddenly, there was a magical powerhouse of the Ninth Turn of God Transformation, his body turned into a **** arrow, shot out, and approached Ye Fan's face.

This offensive is very swift and violent, if ordinary monks face such a sneak attack, they can't deal with it at all, I am afraid they will suffer a dull loss.

But Ye Fan didn't even frown, raised his right hand, and fanned forward like a fly.

"Snapped!"

There was a loud noise.

The demon monk, who had just been invincible, was hit by an unprecedented amount of damage. His chest was shattered every inch, his bones were completely broken, and his body flew out as if hit by a cannon.

"boom!"

Flew over a hundred meters, he slammed into the palace wall again, his head burst like a watermelon on the ground, his soul was also annihilated, and he was completely dead.

fast!

too fast!

From Ye Fan's shot to the sudden death of that Demon Taoist monk, it took only two to three seconds before and after.

Some people in the Black Sea Forest Prison did not react, with a triumphant smile on their faces, thinking that Ye Fan would be killed, but Ye Fan reversed the situation in an instant and showed great power.

"hiss!"

It took a few more seconds before someone came back to his senses, took a breath of air, and shook his whole body, like being shocked by an electric shock, as if he was suffocated by an invisible big hand, almost suffocating.

No one could have imagined that the master of the dignified Ninth Turn, only one step away from the True Immortal Crossing Tribulation, ended up being slapped to death by the hairy boy in front of him.

Such a weird thing, they had never seen it before.

Even more frightening, Ye Fan didn't seem to be serious, as easily as crushing an ant.

Then how terrifying is his true strength, can it really be comparable to the True Immortal Crossing Tribulation?

At this moment, even the leader's eyes flashed with a thick color of surprise, staring straight at Ye Fan, extremely gloomy.

Don't wait for three days, please be respectful!

Half a year ago, in the Taikoo battlefield, the leader was still chasing Ye Fan all the way.

Even if Ye Fan borrowed Wei Lao's power, he had no power to fight back and could only flee in embarrassment.

And now, Ye Fan dared to face the leader and so many Black Sea Forest Prison monks. Such a speed of progress is rare in the history of Tianshu Star.

Of course, Ye Fan's greatest reliance was the unique geographical advantage of Youdu.

If it were outside, Ye Fan would do his best to be able to compete with the leader, but he didn't dare to be as big as he is now.

But within the Youdu, the other cultivators were suppressed, at most half of their strengths, while Ye Fan was able to display 100% of their strengths.

In this situation, Ye Fan was not afraid even if he faced Ying Hengtian's peerless powerhouse who had survived four calamities.

...

"Smelly boy, don't be arrogant!"

The leader broke out a violent shout: "The members of the Black Sea Forest Prison have been ordered, who can catch this kid alive, this time I will share half of the treasure found in Youdu!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Upon hearing this, the hundreds of demon cultivators present reddened their eyes and looked straight at Ye Fan, as if they were treating him as a golden mountain.

"kill!"

"Everyone go together!"

"No matter how strong this kid is, he is only a Rank 5 cultivator, how can he be against us?"

All the demon cultivators rushed forward, offering a variety of demon soldiers, displaying all kinds of magical powers, and wishing to capture Ye Fan immediately.

Their speed is extremely fast, just one breath, the fastest few people have already killed Ye Fan's face, only a few meters away, they can hit Ye Fan in the next moment.

At the moment of the moment, Ye Fan suddenly offered the Wuxiang Sword.

Time, freeze frame at this moment.

Many demon monks seemed to have been subjected to the fixation technique and could not move.

But Ye Fan shook his right arm, swept across the thousands of troops, his sword was like a rainbow, and he chopped out a majestic sword.

"Anger Sword-Tu Cangsheng!"

"boom!"

A sword light that could not be described in words suddenly appeared.

The sword light swept across, like a waterfall from the sky, stunning the time and shocking the years.

This sword is enough to make the world pale, the sun and the moon are dull, it is enough to calm the world and dominate the universe.

The entire ancient palace group was illuminated.

"Puff chick chick chick!"

The sound of cutting sharply into the body came one after another.

A line of blood appeared on the necks of the demon monks, and then the blood gushed out like a fountain, sprinkled to the blue sky, and the blood burst into the sky.

Blood stained the sky!

"Plop! Plop! Plop..."

Immediately afterwards, everyone's heads fell to the ground and rolled around, forming a shocking scene.

No matter how courageous people are, they will be half-dead when they see this picture suddenly.

Hundreds of corpses collapsed in the hall.

Under this "Anger Sword", all the Black Sea Sen inferno demon were extinct.

Apart from Ye Fan, the only one still alive was the leader!

However, even the leader, he had a horrible expression at the moment, his pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The leader couldn't imagine that in just six months, Ye Fan's strength increased more than a hundredfold.

So many subordinates that he worked so hard to recruit, instantly died of Ye Fan's fingers, and disappeared in smoke.

"Ho **** ho ho... brat, I am going to kill you!"

"Yama's evil look!"

A monstrous demon energy erupted from the leader's body, and his figure suddenly became tall and stalwart, with a height of hundreds of feet, standing on top of the earth, directly breaking the dome of the Demon Emperor Hall.

At this moment, he was like a Primordial Demon God, and the mask also fell off, revealing the body of the Demon Race, with first-born horns, blue-faced fangs, and his eyes were fierce and terrifying.

"The same move is useless to me the second time!"

Ye Fan curled his mouth, his face showing disdain, his right foot slammed into the sky, and at the same time, he waved his hand and fanned towards the head of the leader.

In the air, Ye Fan's strength skyrocketed, opening all the acupuncture points in his arm, and running "Nine Suns Sky Jue" at the same time, and the internal energy in the nine dantians in his body was completely injected into his hands.

The power of ten thousand dragons, the power of twenty thousand dragons, the power of thirty thousand dragons...

Soon, Ye Fan's power reached an incredible level, and the surrounding space was completely torn apart, distorted, like a black hole.

Finally, this palm slammed on the huge head of the leader.