Every time he swung his sword, it would be a seventh level Giant Spirit Sword. The sword beams roaring out seemed to want to flatten the entire Floating Cloud Valley!
Mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. Huge boulders were smashed apart!
The mountain peaks were as fragile as tofu. Wherever the sword light passed by, they would all be erased!
The massive explosion caused the screams of the Huaxu Clan disciples to be drowned out!
The body of the sword god in the form of the seven gods directly used a raging sword light to tear the dark night apart!
The candlelight watched as her darkness dissipated, but there was nothing she could do!
Those nocturnal beasts that she commanded, even if they could break through the first layer of Ye Fan's Sword God body, it would still be difficult for them to enter the second layer! It was even more difficult to injure Ye Fan's real body!
This destructive sword intent made it so that she could not even get close!
After the smoke dissipated, Ye Fan looked again, the scene in front of him was completely different from before!
One horse, Pingchuan!
The Floating Cloud Valley no longer seemed to exist. All that was left behind was a flat slope formed from rocks and sand.
Ye Fan withdrew those flying swords from his ring, and looked at the pale-faced candlelight with amusement.
Behind the candlelight, the four emissaries had survived thanks to her protection.
Many other leaders of the Huaxu Family had died, were wounded, and had successfully escaped.
After Ye Fan recalled his huge black sword, he asked with an indifferent face, "Why aren't you continuing?" I also want to see the day of your Candle Dragon clan. "
At this moment, Candle had a rather miserable look on her face. Her hair was a mess, and the fan on her head was also damaged.
There was a complicated expression on her coquettish face.
"Sir God of Swords …" She took a deep breath and said, "Please forgive us for offending you! Now, we, the Huaxu Family, have already paid a heavy price.
Believe me, we didn't mean any harm, but that Wu Hui drove a group of radicals.
The attack on the House of the Northern Marquis was not the intention of all of us in Huaxu.
Wu Hui believed that the world was about to fall into chaos, and he wholeheartedly wanted to take this opportunity to use Huaxu Gate to achieve his ambition!
"What he did, was push the Huaxu Family into the fire pit …"
Ye Fan lightly said, "Since that's the case, why are you still standing in front of me and telling me these things?"
Candle was stunned, "Sir God of Swords, what do you mean …"
"You want me to flatten Huaxu Gate?" Or … You guys clean up your own house? " Ye Fan continued to ask.
Candle frowned, "Lord Sword God … I understand what you mean, but those who support me are almost the same as those who support Wu Hui.
If we want to clean up Wu Hui's men, I'm afraid we will have to pay a huge price. Besides, our side … … "He has also lost a lot of lives …"
Before he finished his sentence, Ye Fan's figure flashed in a long golden light, directly landing in front of the candlelight!
Ye Fan's hand directly covered Candle's beautiful face!
"Right Protector!"
The four emissaries behind him were so scared that they wanted to rush forward, but they were immediately scared off by Ye Fan's glance!
A pair of phoenix eyes with candlelight in it looked at the man in panic through the gaps between Ye Fan's fingers.
She was a Saint Body, but in front of this man, she didn't even have the courage to resist!
Ye Fan grabbed the woman's face, and mercilessly squeezed her head in front of him. Then, he leaned close to Candle's ear, and spat out a mouthful of hot air.
"Don't give me any reason … You have only two options.
Or, find out who Wu Hui and his trusted aides are and let them die!
Or. The entire Huaxu Family was buried along with him!
I don't have that much time to waste with you little Huaxu Men, do you understand? "
An undisguised killing intent came out of Ye Fan's mouth.
Candle's entire body trembled, but she didn't know why, but deep in her heart, a feeling that made her inexplicably excited gradually spread …
When she felt the man's hot breath by her ear, it made her entire face flush red.
"I know …" "Got it …" Candle swallowed hard and said in a low voice.
Those lucky survivors of the Huaxu Family saw that the Protector on the right side had been treated like a 'toy', and had been casually toyed with by Ye Fan. All of their faces had turned pale.
Although some people had expressions of humiliation and unwillingness, no one dared to question them.
In front of absolute strength, their pride and pride were nothing but trash!
At this moment, all of the Huaxu disciples knew that in front of the Sword God, they really were nothing …
Ye Fan let go of the candle, and he noticed that this female protector was looking at him with a strange expression.
This woman, being humiliated by him in such a way, not only did she not hate him, she even had a kind of charming, seductive look.
Just like a young wife who was bullied and showed a hidden bitterness, deep within her heart, she seemed to wish to be loved and doted upon …
What a demoness … Ye Fan sneered in his heart, this was probably the embodiment of his sullenness to a certain extent.
"I've said what needs to be said. What's next … "It all depends on your sincerity..." Ye Fan said in a deep voice.
The candlelight brought along a group of disciples as they respectfully saluted.
"Thank you, Sir God of Swords, for not killing us, we must find the traitor Wu Hui as soon as possible and clear out Huaxu Family!"
Ye Fan nodded his head and said, "Speaking of Nine Li's orthodoxy, I have the Great Art of Demonic Disintegration and I am also related to Chi You.
If it wasn't for Chi You, I would never spare your lives for the sake of kidnapping my sister.
I hope that you all will not disappoint me this time around … "
After calming down, the Huaxu clansmen also suddenly felt closer to Ye Fan.
Chi You's influence on them was very obvious, and deep down, Chi You also agreed with Ye Fan that he was half a member of their group.
"Sir God of Swords, if there is any news, can I contact you?" The candlelight was extremely careful as it asked in anticipation.
Ye Fan looked at her pair of large watery eyes, frowned, and said, "If you have any big matters, you can tell me directly. It's just a small matter, don't bother me!"
"Yes sir!" The candlelight gave a bow, and his face revealed a wisp of happiness.
… ….
Imperial City, at the residence of Kong Zhuo, the head of the Grand March Institution.
"President!" Ao Han knelt in the study room, guilt filled his eyes, and his eyes were red.
"Ao Han, what's wrong? Why are you looking for me so late at night? Shouldn't you be preparing for the Sacred Royal Test?" Kong Zhuo asked with concern as he put down the book.
"Principal, I have let down your teachings. I have done too many wrong things, I am guilty! "Principal, please punish me!" As he spoke, he kowtowed to the floor.
Kong Zhuo quickly stood up, walked up to Ao Han, and held out his hand to support the student. "Child, it is already rare for you to admit your wrongs and correct your mistakes."
Since you came to find me at night, it means that you have been feeling guilty and suffering. Tell me, what is it? "
Ao Han had a face full of gratitude, he stood up and said softly, "Principal... In truth, the current Prince Su Yun was not missing, but had already died. "I saw it with my own eyes."