Cover the sky

A picture scroll appeared in his hand, and he also sacrificed it. It exploded and burned in the center of the already boiling battlefield, and another powerful forbidden weapon played a role.

"Whoever still has forbidden weapons, use them, don't keep them!" Mo Wentian yelled.

As a result, another terrifying forbidden weapon flew out and fell into the center of the battlefield, causing the sky to shatter!

This is a special magic weapon specially made for this kind of environment, and it needs endless treasures from heaven and earth to make it.

The light flooded Ye Fan's place, and all the heroes cheered up. Here again, they shouted and shook the sky. They didn't believe that Ye Fan was at the lowest point of his life and could resist such a powerful law attack after losing a little bit of Taoism.

However, when the light faded away and the world returned to tranquility, they saw a demon-like figure still standing in the center of the field, with one foot on Tuoba Mo's back.

"How is it possible?!" At this moment, everyone was shocked, even Mo Wentian, who was the first to shout out that there would be no Human Eucharist in 300 years, was terrified and couldn't help trembling.

There were countless corpses under the man's feet, standing in the blood and bones, his black hair was loose, his eyes were as deep as the stars, he was simply an unrivaled demon king!

"If you don't reach quasi-emperor level strength, don't try to tear my body apart." The response to them was only a simple sentence, and the next moment was a bloody murder!

Ye Fan moved, as fast as thunder.

"puff!"

He slapped out with one palm, shaking the light in one vein, and a strong man was beaten to a pulp. Then Ye Fan took a spear and pierced through the bodies of the other two, dripping with blood.

During this process, Ye Fan saw the Overlord's followers yelling and killing him, trying to destroy him, and couldn't help but think of the Dacheng Overlord in the dark turmoil.

"puff!"

He swung the spear, and all those people were smashed to pieces, many of them were cut into two pieces before being blown to pieces, blood spattering.

Afterwards, Ye Fan faced three stone men again, and he blasted them to pieces with the most powerful force, and the blood of the stone men shot to the sky.

At this moment, Ye Fan's blood was rushing, Dacheng Hegemony and Shihuang washed the starry sky with blood, and the races related to them had never been made things difficult, but he had such an experience.

Many people are shouting that there will be no human saint Ye Fan in 300 years!

Hearing these words, he was angry at first, but soon calmed down again. On the other side of the starry sky, similar things have long been used, too many.

Some veterans were begging along the street, and some people who were driven away by the martyrs with their blood and lives are now sitting on the stage with a high-sounding appearance, but they have changed their identities, well-dressed and dignified.

People's hearts, human nature, all this is normal.

Ye Fan became happy and worry-free again, and his heart was peaceful. He killed the Great Sage here, and there were more and more corpses under his feet.

In the end, everyone collapsed, even Mo Wentian was almost terrified, and with a bang, the black vase formed by his understanding of the Dao was shattered by Ye Fan's slap, turning into black light all over the sky.

"boom!"

Ye Fan stepped on him on the ground, and lay side by side with Tuoba Mo. The five secret realms had all been broken, making it difficult to move.

"boom!"

Finally, Ye Fan shattered Yi Ming's green gold dragon sword with one punch, and all the fragments from the blue sword body flew upside down and penetrated into Yi Ming's body. , Mo Wentian and lay down together.

And everyone else died too, killed by Ye Fan alone!

The ground was dripping with blood, the red mist was flying, the smell of blood was strong, and there were corpses everywhere. It was a scene like hell.

In the distance, only pilgrims were left, and more and more people saw this shocking result.

"Being a human, being a god, and being a demon... is invincible in the world!"

Chapter 1621 The Return

The battlefield was clear, the blood mist drifted away, only one Ye Fan stood in the field, all the enemies fell, and no one dared to attack the front.

This is a blood-stained place, with tattered flesh and bloodshot white bones everywhere. The scene looks terrible, like a killing field in hell.

Even those who came here with a heart of pilgrimage trembled. The prestige of Ye Fan, the holy body of the human race, was indeed earned. After 300 years, even if the Taoism is lost, only the body remains, and it is still inviolable!

Except for the three people who were trampled on the ground, all the great saints who came to encircle him were beheaded, iron-blooded and ruthless, which made people awe-inspiring.Back then, he could give up his life to fight the Supreme, and protect the safety of one side, and now he can also behead those who were once protected, fiercely and decisively.

"cough……"

Mo Wentian spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and his whole body was in severe pain. Not only was the vase of the Dao that he formed with Dao deeds crushed by Ye Fan, but even his bones were broken.

This result was a catastrophe for him, and even more a shame, how could he survive?The other party will never spare him.

Yi Ming was covered in blood, his body was almost pierced, the dragon sword mixed with feathered lapis lazuli was shattered, and the fragments shot into his own body, bloody all over his body.

Among the three, Tuoba Mo was the most annoyed, he kept growling, his eyes flashed with the light of a beast, but unfortunately he couldn't move, at this moment he was like a wild beast trapped in a cage.

Many pilgrims didn't know how Ye Fan would deal with these three people. Some people shouted, just kill them, so as not to leave future troubles.

Ye Fan looked down at these three people, and then shook his head to the people in the distance. He didn't want to kill these three people now, but this indifference expression fell into the eyes of Mo Wentian, Yi Ming, and Tuoba Mo. As if being cut by a knife, his face was burning and painful.

Ye Fan's demeanor made them look ugly, because he didn't take them seriously at all, and didn't take them seriously at all, not afraid of their backlash.

Tuoba Mo was furious, he acted unscrupulously, he was a devil-like character, at this time, his blood was boiling naturally, and he felt that he had received a great humiliation.

Mo Wentian's face was also livid, the other party's indifference came from the heart when he looked at them, but this was the greatest contempt for him.

They were very unwilling and unhappy. The indifference on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth made them feel humiliated and tormented. They are the arrogance of this era. How long ago were they looked down upon like this?

Ye Fan was standing in front of them. They were lying on the ground in such an embarrassing posture, their heads touching the ground, not far from his feet, and a fire was burning in their hearts.

"Ye Fan, so what if you come back, without the dharma fragments, you will lose hope of winning the battle ahead, this is your sorrow and misfortune!" Mo Wentian said coldly.

At this moment, he could only expose his wounds and hurt Ye Fan in this way, in order to save his poor face at this time, crawling at the other party's feet, his heart felt as uncomfortable as a knife.

"Do you finally know who I am?" Ye Fan said coldly.

Then, he raised his foot and stepped lightly on the ground. The three of them were all bounced up as if struck by lightning, and stood on the ground again, but they were a little staggering.

The three of them are rebellious, Mo Wentian's eyes are cold, while Tuoba Mo's eyes are full of wild danger, and Yi Ming's expression is cold.

Even in such a situation, they did not give in, and even looked at Ye Fan provocatively to express their toughness and refused to bow their heads.

For this, those strong men who came here with a pilgrimage were all angry and reprimanded loudly. The number of people has gathered more and more, and they have killed many more opponents than Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled, as if looking at a child, and glanced at the three of them. This look and expression made them all clenched their fists.

However, the next thing that made them hate even more happened, Ye Fan kicked their butts one by one, making them all fly.

"Evan!"

The three of them went crazy, this is really like treating a little kid who made a mistake, Ye Fan actually kicked their ass, the pain on the bone was far less than the shame and anger on his face.