Ungodly Evil Spirit

"I see who of you dare to come up..." Ye Fan yelled, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand appeared again, and a sword light drew forward, making the demonic disciples who were about to rush forward to subconsciously retreat, even Jiu Zhong The strong do not dare to touch their edge.

"Ye Fan, you don't have to pretend. At this moment, you must be the same as me. You are at the end of the battle. But behind me are tens of thousands of demons, and behind you, there are some wastes that are difficult to reach even when defending. Why do unnecessary struggles?"

Ye Meng looked at Ye Fan, who was holding his head high in the center, and couldn't help but sneered.

"Ye Meng, you who do not believe in words, can't afford to lose at all. If there are too many people, is it your skill?" Ye Fan couldn't help waving his sword light in his hands, guarding the Ye Family's lobby, and at the same time Ye Mengyin responded coldly.

"My demon army is tens of thousands, willing to take action for me, and you, what **** morality is guarding, **** Northern Territory, the people here are very weak and there is no need to continue to live!" Ye Meng didn't care about Ye. Fan's words express his own thoughts.

In his eyes, the people of the Northern Territory are all ants, and they should be damned.

"Ye Fan, I'll help you..."

Chu Tiange saw that Ye Fan's face became paler and paler, and there were more and more demonic disciples pouring into Ye's family. He suddenly shouted and rushed out.

With his strength, it is somewhat effective, but it is not perfect.

"Xiao Fan..."

Looking at the thin figure standing in front of him, Ye Feihua's eyes were full of sadness, and there was deep self-blame.

He hates himself. He has cultivated to the present, and he is also able to break through and defend one level. Even the demon pawns that Ye Meng brought with him can't match it, and the Ye Family and others are even more unbearable.

"Fuck me..."

Ye Fan relied on the continuous power provided by the Dantian Tudao Pill, and he was still wielding the Qingfeng Sword, forcing many of the Demon Dao disciples away, and some of them disappeared directly under the strong sword light.

It's a pity that at this moment, the dense crowd of people in the Ye Family's magic way is nothing more than the light of fireflies compared to the people Ye Meng brought.

"Where are the nine-tier powerhouses, go to me, take this person down!" Feeling the strong sword light, Ye Meng frowned, and the Demon Dao disciple died in vain. He didn't want to see it, so he named him by name. A few strong men, let them attack Ye Fan.

"Yes, the young master is optimistic!"

As soon as Ye Meng's words fell, dozens of Nine-fold Demon Dao disciples had already walked out. They had all been protected in front of Ye Meng, and at this moment, they had listened to his orders and rushed forward.

"Boy, the fate of the Northern Territory today is doomed, let's catch it with your hands, and let you die more peacefully!" A Nine Peak Demon Dao powerhouse rushed towards Ye Fan first, and Jianguang did not pose much threat to him.

"You will hurt the heavens and reason, and you will die!" Ye Fan no longer knows how many dead souls he has under his sword. He only knows that today he must protect the Ye Family and the Northern Territory.

This is like his roots, and it is also a resting place for the ancestors of the Ye family. It definitely cannot fall into Ye Meng's hands and become a place of purgatory.

"Swipe!"

The arrival of dozens of nine-fold powerhouses brought heavy pressure to Ye Fan in an instant. Ye Meng’s words were correct. At this moment, his essence and blood are gone, and his spiritual power is also a little sluggish due to the display of many trump cards. It is indeed already The end of the crossbow.

Now he was using the Qingfeng Sword completely relying on instinct and Tu Daodan's power, as well as the strong sword power of the Qingfeng Sword itself, and he had resisted until now.

"boom!"

Finally, the power of Tian Yuan from a disciple of the Nine Layers of Demon Dao hit Ye Fan's back, causing a new injury to his back that had not yet recovered.

"Huh!" The intense pain caused by the injury and the injury spread to his heart, but Ye Fan just snorted, then turned and slashed at the person who had injured him.

"Boy, fall down!" The man smiled when he saw it. While resisting Ye Fanli's sword, the power of Tianyuan from behind hit Ye Fan's back again.

"Ah..." At this moment, Ye Fan finally couldn't bear the intense pain. He felt that his body was about to be severely broken, and finally heard a hysterical and painful cry.

However, after the call, Ye Fan quickly stood up again, and at the same time there was an obsession on his face, and his mouth roared: "Today I coexist and die with the Northern Territory, and I will never fall down!"

"Ye Fan..."

Watching this scene, the eyes of Ye Feihua and others were already filled with tears for some reason, and many people in the Northern Territory who fled to the Ye family's refuge were even more grateful at this moment.

Ye Fan is not a hero, but he has been doing what the hero does.

"Ye Fan, Kong Lao didn't misunderstand you, but it's a pity that the disaster in the Northern Territory today..."

Listening to Ye Fan's inspiring heart, Chu Tiange looked up at the sky and sighed secretly.

At this moment, his body was already full of scars. Like Ye Fan, he was struggling to support him, but he didn't have the same belief as Ye Fan.

"Today the people of the magic way deceived my homeland, and brother Ye Fan desperately blocked us waiting, how can we sit still, even if we are not opponents, let the people of the magic way know that our blood is strong, everyone rush, fight with these demon heads. !"

In addition to the disciples of the Ye family, the Ye family are more casual cultivators in the Northern Territory. They came to the Ye family to take refuge. At this moment, they were affected by Ye Fan's spirit and no longer feared death.

In the face of death, there will always be something more important, worthy of their protection, resistance, and resistance, even if it is meaningless.

"A bunch of rubbish, kill them all, I want to feed their corpses to the dogs!" Ye Meng saw this scene, his eyes were full of sharp light, and said violently.

Just as Ye Fan and the others were making the final resistance, two middle-aged men were suspended in the air at a height of a thousand meters away from Sunset City.

They were all dressed in gorgeous costumes and looked at the scene inside Ye Family in the sunset city below with deep gazes. They were talking: "Hallmaster Nanhua, Ye Fan seems to be dying, do we want to take action?" The middle-aged man asked the middle-aged man who looked like a big man beside him.

"Wait a minute, I thought Ye Fan had unlimited potential at the beginning, and a miracle might happen at this moment!" If the middle-aged man in question was seen by Ye Fan, he would be shocked, because he was the cracking ground. Lord Nanhua.

As for the questioner, his identity is almost the same as that of Nanhua, but Mo Xue, the master of the Migratory Locust Palace.

"Ye Fan is indeed good and has excellent conduct, but sometimes he is too stubborn and easily offends others!" Mo Xue stared at Ye Fan below, and said with emotion.

"This kid is really making a lot of trouble this time. It's also strange that the trial hall asked us to arrest him." Nan Hua said this, with a hint of helplessness on his face.

In the High Heaven Hall, the decision-making of the Judgment Hall is almost above everything, and under special circumstances, even the five main hall masters can call.

After learning that Ye Fan had appeared in the Northern Territory, in order to prevent another failure, they directly asked the two of them who had a relationship with Ye Fan to go out and personally arrest Ye Fan and return to the sect.

"What it is……"

While the two were paying attention to Ye Fan, they suddenly noticed that behind the sunset city, the dust was rolling, and the loud noise from the ground could be heard even at a height of thousands of meters.

It was like the roar of the earth, which caused the two hall masters of Nanhua Mo Xue to exclaim in exclamation.