Chapter 1002: Killing the God
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The arrow shot through the air, and almost at the same time, a feeling of extreme danger came to Ye Fan's heart.
The whole heart seems to be clenched at this moment!
"Qiongqi, flash!"
After exhaling, Ye Fan retreated sharply, but the opportunity was no longer available. The next moment, the arrow penetrated his chest and shot Ye Fan directly from Qiongqi!
Boom.
Falling from a high altitude, Ye Fan's body seemed to have lost control, and he fell to the ground like a stiff papaya hitting the ground.
"Boy Ye Fan!" Qiongqi panicked for a moment, and in his mind, the mark symbolizing the contract between him and Ye Fan was trembling violently at this moment.
That is the sign before the signer dies.
"Roar!!"
With a shocking roar, the surrounding ghosts turned into ashes, and Qiongqi galloped to Ye Fan's side.
"That arrow is called God Killing." From high in the sky, watching Qiong Qi protecting Ye Fan, the Ghost King calmly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I can only release the God-killing Arrow three times in my life. One time allowed me to gain the position of the Five Kings on the Front Line, one time caused the defeat of King Zhan Tian, ββand the last one was used on you."
"Ye Fan, you are too arrogant. This is the reason why you will lose."
When the voice fell, Ye Fan did not respond, and Qiongqi fell in front of Ye Fan. At this moment, he was really panicking.
"Boy Ye Fan, are you really dead? Stop joking and get up."
As he said that, Qiongqi tugged at Ye Fan twice with his paws, but it was okay if he didn't twitch. Once he tugged, the seal on him was disconnected from the blessing.
"Boy Ye Fan!" Qiongqi became even more excited, opening his big mouth and about to pick up Ye Fan.
"I'll take you to find someone to save you!!"
call out.
The arrow came again, forcefully forcing Qiongqi back.
"Qiongqi, your master is dead, and you should change your master." The ghost king's voice came: "You are a very good divine beast, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong master."
"Ye Fan just relied on a chance encounter, but I am a real hard worker. I am stronger than him. Follow me, and we will kill King Ming, unify the front line, and sweep the world."
"You deserve it!" When Ye Fan died, Qiongqi was already filled with grief and anger. Hearing this, he even cursed: "You always have a condescending tone, as if Ye Fan's success was all due to his adventures and his character. In terms of means, how is he not better than you? "
"A shameless thing like you is worthy of being compared with Ye Fan?!"
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink." After hearing this, the Ghost King's face became a little ugly.
At this time, he had obviously reached the end, and all the ghosts that possessed him had faded away, but when he pulled back the bow string, his eyes were filled with the ecstasy of victory.
"It's just a beast. Without Mark, who are you?"
"I'm your father!"
Qiongqi cursed angrily and stood up to counterattack.
At this moment, a hand stretched out and firmly held Qiongqi's wings.
Snapped.
With a soft sound, the whole world seemed to freeze at this moment.
"Bibi, why don't you verify that my heart is still beating?" Ye Fan's weak voice sounded, and then, the "corpse" that had just stiffened slowly stood up at this moment.
"You're really not dead." Qiongqi was shocked, looking at the bloody arrow stuck in Ye Fan's chest, his eyes widened.
"Could it be that...your heart is also on the right side, oh no, on the sole of your foot???"
"...You should listen less to folk storytellers." Ye Fan looked helpless, and severe pain still came from his chest.
The innate sense of crisis successfully allowed him to deviate from the fatal blow. The arrows of the gods hit his heart and passed by his heart.
At the last moment, he urgently used the Saint Method to absorb a large amount of elemental power to protect his inner palace. Only then did the huge impact brought by the arrows of the gods not directly blow up his inner palace.
Although he was not dead, the instantaneous reversal of elemental power and the arrow made him temporarily comatose and narrowly missed death.
"You have done a good job in protecting the Lord. I will remember you." After patting Qiongqi, Ye Fan was still quite pleased.
This Qiongqi was so unforgiving that he howled the loudest when he died.
"Ghost King, can you still use an arrow like that?"
Raising his gaze, Ye Fan looked at the Ghost King. At this moment, watching Ye Fan stand up again, the Ghost King froze.
Why, such an arrow still couldn't kill him.
"It's no longer needed, right?" When he didn't get an answer from the Ghost King, Ye Fan snorted softly, and didn't pull out the arrows from the gods on his chest. The elemental power condensed into a bow and arrow, and then, golden light gradually enveloped the arrow, symbolizing the suppression of evil. The final add-on for crossing the disaster.
He stretched his bow and nocked an arrow, and in one go, he raised the bow and arrow and locked the ghost king from a distance.
"Do you remember this arrow?"
Ye Fan's voice came, and a familiar feeling came to mind. The Ghost King's eyes were filled with fear, and the hand pulling the bowstring could not stop trembling.
Absolutely locked, this arrow will definitely hit, and Tianke's own evil-eliminating golden light is destined that this arrow will definitely kill him.
"Ye Fan, you, you..."
The Ghost King wanted to say something, but before he could say a word, large mouthfuls of blood came out, his eyes widened, and there was only fear in his eyes.
The next moment, he tilted his head and fell directly from the sky.
Boom.
The Ghost King fell to the ground, and immediately after, the golden arrow in Ye Fan's hand shot out, hitting him with a strange parabola.
Snapped.
The ghost king's body was torn into pieces and exploded into countless pieces at once. With his death, the evil spirits that overflowed from the cracks seemed to be frightened and all retracted like green smoke.
"Is he dead... just now?"
The two levels reversed. For a moment, Qiongqi looked at the ghost king who had exploded into countless pieces, and then looked at Ye Fan, who was still short of a blood arrow in his chest. For a moment, he was a little at a loss.
"He was frightened by me and was seriously injured. His blood flow reversed for a while."
"I am not him. I made up the arrow. Otherwise, if he came back to his senses, we would be in danger today."
Ye Fan waved his hand, but at this moment, his body shook, and he fell to the ground.
He was also deeply injured. If the ghost king really wanted to block that arrow, he would probably not be able to kill him.
In the end, it was the psychological endurance of both sides. But the fatal arrow missed, and the ghost king was distracted first.
The intense fear, accompanied by the backlash of the arrows of the gods, destroyed the ghost king.
"I didn't expect that the Ghost King, who was the most calm among the five kings, had the most amazing trump card at the end." After sitting there for a long time, Ye Fan gritted his teeth, pulled out the blood arrow from his chest, and ate a spiritual fruit to recover his injuries, and started to practice the Sainthood Method.
As he thought, no one could get to this point easily.
The Ghost King dared to wait for him here for a decisive battle. Obviously, he had made sufficient preparations. Ghost Domain + God Killing + Void Transformation, three trump cards, each of which was amazing enough.
But unfortunately, he was too impatient. If the God Killing Arrow stayed for a while, he might really be able to kill Ye Fan with one arrow.
"I really thought you were dead just now." Qiongqi came over and showed a puzzled expression: "You are not dead, why did the canonization break?"
"I woke up, on purpose."
"He believed that I was dead, but I was not dead, so this could defeat his psychological defense line."
Ye Fan answered, reluctantly stood up, glanced at the Ghost Domain that was gradually fading away, and exhaled with some sighs.
"The era of the Five Kings ends here."
