Chapter: 1892
At this moment, Fen Zhijian's face also flashed a look of panic, and he retreated crazily in the sea of ??flames. The flame controlled by Ye Han made him feel the breath of death.
"Hmph, it seems that I, a disabled person, is better than you, a person with sound limbs. Today, you have to pay the price for dealing with me!"
Ye Han's voice was cold, a flaming sword gathered in his hand at dusk, and cut down from the sky. The speed was like flames and lightning, so that the burning sword didn't even have time to react, sneer With a bang, his right arm was cut off in an instant!
Immediately, a horrified scream came from the mouth of Fen Zhijian, stunned all the watching eyes around him!
"Hmph, who is the disabled right now?" Ye Han looked grim!
Who is disabled?
This sentence came out of Ye Han's mouth, causing a look of astonishment to flash across the shocked eyes of the world!
Fen Zhijian's identity is the son of the owner of the Fentian Pavilion, and he is extremely noble. Although his talent and strength are not comparable to that of King Fentian, he can be considered an extremely outstanding genius under this group of perverts on the list of heavenly kings.
However, at this moment, Ye Han couldn't even catch a single sword strike, and this was still under the siege of many masters from the Fentian Pavilion.
At this moment, the geniuses among the surrounding forces deeply felt how terrifying the guy who could defeat the top ten young swordsmen in one fell swoop!
Many half-step supreme beings went into battle together, but they were still no match for him. They were dead or wounded!
"Isn't this guy a bit too scary? All the masters here in the Fentian Pavilion are no match for him, and they don't even have the qualifications to hurt him!"
"Such power, I'm afraid it's not his limit. It is rumored that he has multiple powers, and he has not revealed it at all in the current battle!"
Surrounding the world, the eyes of the geniuses of various forces are solemn, with lingering fear in their eyes, Fen Zhijian went to test the water, and failed miserably! If it was them before this, they would probably not be able to take advantage of that young man with strong fighting power!
"Bastard, I, Fentian Pavilion, want you to die without a place to bury you!"
Mu Ran, a terrifying scream came from the mouth of Fen Zhijian, and Ye Han cut off his arm, which made him miserable. With such an injury, even with the help of Fen Tian Pavilion, he can heal the severed arm in the future. With the arms connected, I'm afraid it's not as good as before.
"Hmph, what right do you have to laugh at me if you are such a waste who relies on the Fentian Pavilion?" Ye Han said with a cold gaze; "Today, I will cut off your arm and let you taste what it is like to be called disabled. !"
"Injure me, young master of Fentian Pavilion, kill my disciple of Fentian Pavilion, you are dead! I, Fentian Pavilion, will definitely pursue and kill you with all my strength, so that you will have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter earth!" At this moment, Fentian The eyes of the masters of the pavilion are also extremely gloomy. Fen Zhijian is the son of the owner of the Fentian Pavilion, and the young master of the Fentian Pavilion. At this moment, his right arm has been cut off. When the time comes, the owner of the Fentian Pavilion will stand in the sky The men at the top of the Pivot Region were all angry because of this!
The Fentian Pavilion is angry, even other top powers have to deal with it carefully!
"Hmph, it's ridiculous. A murderer must have the consciousness of being killed. This is an eternal truth. Could it be that you are allowed to kill me in the Fentian Pavilion, but not allow me to kill your people in the Fentian Pavilion?" Ye Han smiled and said.
"You cripple, why should you be compared with my Fentian Pavilion? One day, I will make you kneel in front of my Fen Zhijian and beg for mercy!" Cruel, he who has always been under the protection of the Fentian Pavilion will never allow Ye Han to continue living in this world.
"Hmph, you, the second generation ancestor, can only rely on the Fentian Pavilion for the rest of your life. If one day the building of the Fentian Pavilion will collapse, what qualifications do you have for being arrogant?" Ye Han looked indifferent, like the burning sword It's not the first time he has seen a genius who relies on the power behind him. He doesn't pay attention to such a person at all.
Between heaven and earth, all eyes fell on Ye Han and the disciples of the Fentian Pavilion. At this moment, these people want to deal with Ye Han, and they have to weigh it carefully, unless there is someone here who can suppress Ye Han. The supreme power exists!
hum!
In the altar above the Holy Eye, at this moment, a powerful aura spread out from it.
Feeling here, Ye Han, who was about to leave, didn't stop. When the eyes of the geniuses of all forces were all looking at the teleportation altar, Ye Han had already swept towards the distant void like a black light.
Now that some strong men have come out of the Holy Tomb, Ye Han naturally dare not stay here for a long time. If it is the top strong man among all the forces, Ye Han will have no chance to leave at that time.
Seeing Ye Han leave, the geniuses of the surrounding world didn't say much. In this world where the strong are respected, no one dares to provoke you if your fist is hard enough. Otherwise, you can only be burned A person like Jian insults at will!
At this moment, under the watchful eyes of the geniuses of various forces in the surrounding sky, I saw a white-clothed snow-like figure slowly appearing from the teleportation altar. A look of astonishment flashed across the eyes of everyone in the world.
Although that person disguised herself as a man, she still couldn't stop her depressing charm! JrNovels.com