Zhan Yue

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The army was crushing the realm, and countless player guilds broke through the multiple spar formations and approached the Most Sacred Dao Platform. On the left, hundreds of thousands of Dragon Realm Armours were full of dragon energy and attacked the periphery of the Most Holy Dao. The Flame God Legion attacked side by side, and even a number of player guilds, the Blazing Legion, and the Knights Templar detoured back to the two wings, flanking the last group of alien demons guarding the most holy road platform.

"Is it not working anymore?"

Above the throne, the swordsmith Han Ying is holding an ancient sword, and his body is full of mottled and cracked marks. He has tried his best. If he continues to draw the sword, it will only exhaust the throne’s luck and eventually collapse himself. destroy.

On the left, the ghost emperor Qin Shi stood on the throne with a long sword, with a gloomy expression, and said: "Master Fan Yi, their strength is too much, and our side has already been damaged. If we go down, I am afraid that there will be no future. The army of the Holy Demon Legion will be burned with jade and stone together with the crystal formation today."

"Are you scared?"

Fan Yi looked back abruptly, with a ferocious expression, and sneered: "The concerted efforts of the human race made your heart palpitations, didn't they?"

"Humph!"

Ghost Emperor Qin Shi gave a cold snort and didn't speak, while the swordsmith Han Ying showed a touch of shame. He was really scared, and if he continued to fight, he would definitely be beaten to death by the players.

"I will not give up!"

Fan Yi stood on the throne, full of luck and luck, with fierce eyes looking at the crowd of players under the throne, turned to the sky, stretched out his hand to the sky, and roared: "Old man, do you think I will admit my mistake? Don't worry, I won't be in this life. Even if my Fan Yi is a complete defeat, even if it is rotten in the soil, I will definitely not bow to you and admit my mistakes!"

As he said, he crossed the wild boar sword, held the blade with his left hand, and dragged it lightly. Suddenly the golden blood of the throne boss continued to flow and drip, and the blood fell on the throne under his feet. For a time, Fan Yi's supreme. The throne became more and more majestic, and the mountain became much thicker, making it indestructible.

"come!"

He roared: "If there is a kind, attack the Most Holy Taoist Platform! Once I die, there is no more truth in this world!"

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I looked up at Fan Yi on the throne, and said, "How can anyone in the world be so arrogant when doing something wrong, even thinking that he is the only truth in the world?"

The sword of the archangel in Lin Xi's hand hung down and smiled slightly: "Since ancient times, which lunatic thinks he is wrong?"

"Too!"

I gently lifted the Vulcan Blade and pointed to the most sacred road in front of me, and smiled: "Brothers, attack the most sacred road!"

"attack!"

Qingdeng, Haotian, Slaughter Fanchen and others raised their swords and pointed straight ahead, while Yilu attacked and kept the line with us. Leader-level players of the Myth, Fenglin Volcano, Wuji and other guilds asked "One Has the deer attacked", "In this case, let's attack together", so on a forward line, more than a dozen elite teams from the top domestic guilds moved forward and attacked the most sacred road!

"bring it on!"

The throne at Fan Yi's feet quickly became smaller and he was put in his sleeve. In the next second, the scholar who betrayed Confucianism fell on the platform of the Most Sacred Dao. With a light palm, countless words manifested, "Peng Peng Peng. "The Most Sacred Taoist Platform is surrounded by golden figures, all of them are a group of large-sleeved scholars, all holding a scroll in their left hand, a saber in their right hand, and a jade pendant with inscriptions hanging on their waist. There is an elegant atmosphere of a scholar.

However, at the next moment, Fan Yi grinned and said, "You were full of poems and books before you were alive, but you didn’t know your talents. How many people are buried in the red dust. I owe anything to you scholars, kill me, the more you kill, the better!"

Suddenly, the figures of these golden scholars were furious and killed them with their swords.

"superior!"

I flew by for the first time, the two blades opened and closed, "Pengpeng" shook the two scholars apart, and then lifted my foot and kicked a scholar's chest fiercely, with the sound of ribs breaking. It was extremely clear, and his body flew upside down like a cannonball, violently hitting the steps of the Most Sacred Road, and his flesh was bloody.

"Huh, waste."

Fan Yi didn't even look at it, just quietly guarding his own Taoist platform.

"Push!"

Behind him, a deer group slowly advanced, and various BUFFs were superimposed on everyone in the front row. The firepower of the back row pushed forward, and the scholars who were attacking with their swords were immediately intercepted by the abyss iron knights in the front row. The wanton charge was unexpectedly unable to penetrate Yilu's front line, and soon his body fell one by one in the dense long-range firepower.

Yilu’s team cooperation is really good. The Jianchui Xinghe in the front row has never stopped, and the output space in the back row is too good to say. With this kind of cooperation, these scholars who are not met and vent their anger towards the world are naturally not good. Of it.

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In less than twenty minutes, a group of scholars guarding the Most Sacred Daotai were killed in battle, and further away, behind Fan Yi, the four main lineages of Cultivation, Qi Family, State Ruler, and World were intercepted by the Dragon Territory and Human Race troops. After all, he couldn't rush to help. Fan Yi, who stood on the platform of the Most Sacred Path, became a lonely man.

"Master Fan Yi."

Ghost Emperor Qin Shi looked at the player team approaching step by step, frowning and said: "It's really impossible...Let's abandon the Most Sacred Taoist Platform, so that the green mountains are not afraid of no firewood. how?"

Fan Yi sneered: "Qin Shi, this is how you defeated in Tianxing Continent, right? Slightly frustrated, the first thing you think of is retreat? Even though you have a peerless swordsmanship and are surrounded by thousands of ghosts, In Fan Yi's eyes, you are still a weak person after all! If you want to go, let's go, hurry up, don't let this king look upset."

"Humph!"

Ghost Emperor Qin Shi snorted coldly: "Since the words have reached this point, someone from Qin wishes you good luck. If Master Fan Yi does not die today, we will meet each other in the future!"

With that said, he floated away on the throne and left the battlefield.

On the other throne, the swordsmith Han Ying continuously threw out his sword and chopped the earth, but the throne was constantly retreating. He didn't dare to let the player approach, and his face was anxious: "Master Fan Yi, we..."

"get out!"

Fan Yi smiled impatiently, and said, "You escaped once when Lin Hai was in power. Today I am in Fan Yi. You Han Ying will naturally run away again. The only difference is that you were caught by Jingyun last time. Yue, the world's strongest Ascending Realm Great Sword Immortal, was scared away, but this time... it was scared away by the mere human ants."

"Han Ying just doesn't want to die here in vain, it makes no sense to me!"

With that said, the lowest ranked throne held a fist slowly at Fan Yi and said: "I'm leaving, my lord cherishes it!"

The throne quickly retreated, and Han Ying also left.

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"Hahahahaha~~~~"

On the platform of the Most Sacred Dao, Fan Yi laughed: "The song is high and widowed. It has been like this in ancient times. I don't blame anyone for Fan Yi's fall to the present day. I only blame you, old man!"

He raised his sword and pointed at the sky: "If I hadn't taught me so many great principles, why would I be restrained by rules for half my life, Fan Yi? You just told me so many principles, but you never told me how to solve them. For the problems that arise, I, Fan Yi, has been exhausted by this knowledge in my life, so I will behave properly, so that you are satisfied?"

With that said, the first-ranked throne suddenly transformed into a huge body. With a "swish" sound, it was like possessing a golden magic body. The magic image rose to a height of at least 500 meters. A sword mark was drawn in the crowd of the alliance, and thousands of players were instantly wiped out, all of them turned into white light to die!

"Be careful!"

Without saying a word, I went straight into the quadruple state of Transformation + Shadow Transformation + Wings of Killing God + Imprint Transformation. Chi You rose fiercely from the ground, reaching a height of nearly 300 meters, wrapped in a fierce light. A heavy impact on Fan Yi's side, and then raised the sword with both arms, blocking the bombardment of the wild boar sword, and on one side, Lin Xi summoned Bai Ze Faxiang, Bai Ze's double horns were full of electric light, fiercely. It plunged into Fan Yi's chest.

"Go together! Kill Fan Yi!"

At this moment, everyone saw the possibility of slaying Fan Yi!

"Peng Peng Peng--"

Killing Fanchen, Haotian, Afei, Kamei, Shen Mingxuan, Gu Ruyi and others have all imprinted and transformed, and the magical aspects of spirit beasts and gods corpses stirred in the air, and together they slaughtered Fan Yi, and further away, Purgatory Dawn, Feng Canghai, Charm on Paper, Martian River, Yanshi Buqiang, etc. also transformed themselves. For a while, Qilin, Pingyi, Qiongqi and other Dharma figures appeared one after another, and everyone surrounded the most sacred Taoist platform and besieged like this. Fan Yi!

"Hahahaha, good come!"

Fan Yi seemed to have lost his reason at this time. The sharp blade of the sword shattered an A-level spirit beast's magic phase, and strangled the player together with the player. Then he raised his hand and grabbed the neck of Yushi Pingyi~www.wuxiaspot ".com~ Peng" pressed down on the platform of the Most Sacred Dao, stepped on it with one foot, the sword swept across, causing Bai Ze and Qinglong Faxiang to retreat, his left hand opened, and a fierce palm fell on Chi Youfaxiang’s chest. , A posture that requires one person to single out the entire mountain and sea secret realm.

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"superior!"

On a mountain in the distance, the four great mountain monarchs of the human race rushed out their swords, and in an instant, there were dozens of sword lights passing through the sky like Xia Hui, and the extremely accurate "Peng Peng Peng" shaking on the back of Fan Yi Fa's body. , And then the Fire Demon Queen Sura offered a Flame Excalibur from the air, and the sword light fell straight down, blasting off one of Fan Yi's ears.

"Asshole! Asshole!"

Fan Yi's eyes were blood-red, he swung his sword and slashed, and roared: "The whole world is my enemy, Fan Yi, isn't it? Huh?"

"Yes."

In the wind, a pug suddenly leaped out of the void and instantly transformed into the huge form of the big dog. It bit on Fan Yi's calf with one bite, and said bitterly: "When I was in the Northern Territory, you scolded me every day. Spine Dog, I dormant in the Dragon Realm for so long, just to wait for this bite!"