"Qiandaomen, are you looking for death?"
After the world was silent for ten breaths, the old man of the Beiming Divine Clan finally became furious.
The old man looked up to the sky and roared, his white hair dancing wildly, and the divine aura burst out, crushing the heaven and earth.
In the void behind him, the other nine gods from the Beiming Divine Clan also exploded with momentum at this moment.
At this moment, everyone felt that the heaven, earth, rivers and mountains to which Thousand Dao Sects belonged had turned into a hell. It seemed that the sky above their heads was full of disasters. Endless disasters would submerge everything here in the next moment and kill everyone here.
Puff puff……!
Various handyman disciples and ordinary disciples of various Qiandao sects vomited blood directly because of insufficient realm.
The ten great gods, coupled with the terrifying existences of various divine emperor realms, combined to create a powerful force that fell from the sky, and was actually able to forcibly penetrate the defensive barriers of countless divine formations of the Thousand Dao Sect.
But, right now.
In the time and space above the head, the battle was decided.
In the vast field, many incarnations of Beiming Wushang were completely destroyed.
Only the only one left.
At this moment, Beiming Wushang's true form was trembling, with countless wounds appearing all over his body.
Each one was a wound forcibly cut by the energy of the great avenue. Eye-catching blood continued to seep out, and the state was extremely miserable.
In his body, the remaining Dao Qi and the innate sword Qi that Ye Han penetrated seemed to be all-pervasive and unable to be resolved, making Bei Ming Wushang miserable.
His energy and blood were in chaos.
His divine power has completely gone berserk and cannot be controlled at all.
The laws of the God Emperor in the body are tightly suppressed, making it difficult for them to break out.
Miserable!
Beiming Wushang has never been so miserable in his life.
All his killing moves have exploded.
His forbidden techniques have evolved to their limits.
But it's no use.
At his peak state, at the most extreme explosion, he was directly suppressed by Ye Han's Heaven Sealing Technique, turning into such a miserable appearance, like a drowned rat.
Four words: lingering.
"Trash!"
Ye Han looked at the extremely miserable Bei Ming Wushang, and said in a cold voice: "Where is your pride? Where is your arrogance? Beiming Wushang, you are a loser, you are a defeated general, you dare to do the following and offend me, a descendant of Qiandao Sect. Majesty, according to the rules, damn it, you know?”
As he spoke, Ye Han waved his arm.
The billowing energy of the avenue began to shrink, and the cage of the avenue shrank instantly, completely binding Beiming Wushang above the sky.
With a pull in the air, Beiming Wushang's body was torn off by Ye Han, his neck was pinched in the air, and his body hung helplessly in the sky.
In Ye Han's arms, rolling power continued to erupt, seeping along Beiming Wushang's body, and immediately suppressed Beiming Wushang's Qihai and natal divine beads.
In this way, Beiming Wushang was completely transformed into a useless person, unable to restrain a chicken with his hands.
"No...this is impossible!"
"How could I, Bei Ming Wushang, a rare evildoer in the world of gods, lose to you, a lowly guy who ascended from the universe sea?"
Beiming Wushang's eyes were lifeless, and his body was constantly struggling and roaring.
In particular, Ye Han uttered the word "heir", which seemed to have completely violated the taboo in Beiming Wushang's heart, making it difficult for him to accept.
He had been preparing for so long to become the successor, but suddenly the newcomer Ye Fengxian took over the position of successor.
Even now he was defeated by Ye Fengxian?
Unable to accept it, he will not be able to rest in peace even if he dies!
Creaking.
Suddenly, the pinched neck made a cracking sound.
Ye Han exerted force with his palms, causing Beiming Wushang's voice to stop abruptly. His neck was almost broken and his face turned red.
Snapped!
Ye Han slapped Beiming Wushang hard on the face.
Beiming Wushang, who was unable to mobilize his divine power to protect his body, immediately turned into a pig's head, with red blood marks on his face, two of his teeth were broken, and he spit out the blood.
"Call?"
"What's it called?"
"Did I ask you to scream?"
Ye Han's voice continued to stir in Beiming Wushang's ears, making Beiming Wushang filled with anger and grief, almost to the point of collapse.
In full view of everyone, Ye Han pinched Beiming Wushang's neck and fell from the sky in an instant.
When approaching the Thousand Doors below, Ye Han vaguely seemed to sense the will of the ten great gods locked in.
"Um?"
Ye Han raised his left arm.
Click!
In an instant, Beiming Wushang's other arm was violently twisted off.
"Do you want him to die?"
Ye Han glanced at a group of experts from the Beiming Divine Clan and spoke calmly.
A group of strong men from the Beiming Divine Clan suddenly felt their hearts skip a beat, and their infinite killing intent was almost suppressed by force.
Then many powerful men watched helplessly as Ye Han grabbed Beiming Wushang, returned to the Qiandao Sect, and brought Beiming Wushang's protoss to Wentian Peak.
Standing on the top of the peak, Ye Han glanced at the many divine peaks and the earth.
The countless disciples of Qiandao Sect were all shocked.
Won?
Ye Fengxian, in the realm of gods, actually defeated Beiming Wushang?
How can this be?
"A true disciple who provokes me, a successor, should be punished by death. However, whether or not to kill you depends on your sincerity. Kneel down first!"
Ye Han slammed Beiming Wushang to the ground.
"You...you dare to touch me, a thousand sects will be destroyed today!"
Beiming Wushang finally regained his breath and was able to breathe, his hoarse voice sounded.
Snapped!
Ye Han was very straightforward and slapped him again, causing Beiming Wushang's blood to splatter three feet.
"threaten me?"
"I, Ye Fengxian, can defeat you, the God-Emperor, at the level of a god, relying on my invincibility. Will I be threatened? What a big joke!"
Ye Han smiled: "Nine breaths, if you don't kneel down, you will die. No one can save you."
"Concubine!"
As he said that, Ye Han glanced at Concubine Zhao who was not far away: "Let's start counting."
"one two three……."
Concubine Zhao spoke directly without hesitation.
"ah……!"
Beiming Wushang's throat was dry, his body was shaking with pain, and he was almost going crazy.
His life and death were actually controlled by Concubine Zhao at this moment?
"Seven, eight!"
Concubine Zhao continued to speak.
thump!
Beiming Wushang finally struggled to get up, and then with a plop, he knelt on the ground.
"Invincible!"
"Senior Brother Ye Fengxian is invincible!"
At this moment, all the Qiandao Sect disciples almost roared in their hearts.
But no one dared to really speak out.
They know that the real trouble may have just begun from now on.
Young Master Tianhuan died, Luo Hanyan withdrew from the succession battle, and Beiming Wushang was defeated at this moment...
The many terrifying forces in the northern region that were eyeing him had no hope of obtaining the inheritance of the Qiandao Sect God Emperor.
What will happen next, no one knows.
At this moment, the myth was shattered.
Beiming Wushang, who used to be invincible in the minds of countless disciples, completely fell.
That insurmountable mountain was finally crushed by Ye Fengxian today.
Inside Qian Dao Sect, it was almost as if the sky had changed.
"How dare you, Zhuzi!"
"Let Wushang go, but keep your whole body!"
Above the void, the ten gods of the Beiming God Clan had their eyes like knives, all locked on Ye Han, as if they wanted to kill Ye Han thousands of times with their eyes.
People's hearts were shaken, and the eyes of countless experts changed.
Some of the northern masters and northern overlords who came to Qiandao Gate to watch the excitement all narrowed their pupils at the same time.
At the other end of the void, the fantasy world chariot of the Fantasy God Clan seemed to have been activated. The chariot rumbled and vibrated, and the countless divine formations inside seemed to be operating at this moment.
The world is depressed, and it seems that a supreme murderous calamity is coming at the next moment.
"Let him go?"
Ye Han raised his eyes to the sky, looked proudly into the void, and couldn't help but sneer: "If you join the Qiandao Sect, you must abide by the rules. Beiming Wushang and the following commit the crime, which should be punished by death. It is a great kindness for me not to kill him directly."
"It's ridiculous. Are you trying to use Wushang as a hostage to protect yourself for the time being?"
In the void, figures from the Beiming Divine Clan stepped out one after another, seemingly approaching the Wentian Divine Peak.
Buzz! ! !
Almost at the same time, the heaven and earth buzzed and trembled around Lu Qingsong's body.
That was the change in the universe caused by countless swords radiating out.
He took a step forward and appeared above the Wentian Peak in an instant.
"Since the Beiming Divine Clan wants to interfere with our Qiandao Sect's affairs, let's settle the matter today."
Lu Qingsong held the magic sword in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing endless indifference: "For countless years, the North has long forgotten my methods, Lu Qingsong!"
