Chapter 58: The Emperor of War is angry, and the storm retreats

Chapter 58: The War Emperor is angry and the storm retreats

"Whoever is pretending to be a fool, get out of here!" shouted a warlord in front of the Seventh Son of God's Hall. ReadМ

The warlord didn't know where the voice came from, because he was in a half-step battle-ready state because of his lack of strength.

However, the Seventh Son of God, as a high-level monk during the war, can naturally identify the source of this sound.

He subconsciously headed in one direction.

The next moment, an ethereal figure appeared.

He was dressed in white clothes and looked very majestic, with sparkling eyes.

"Master!"

Jingtang, who was tied up with magic weapons below, couldn't help shouting after seeing this voice.

Even if tens of thousands of years have passed, he still dare not forget his master's figure and it will be engraved in his heart.

I still remember that more than ten thousand years ago, it was a scene similar to today.

He fought in neighboring countries, was defeated by the local generals and was imprisoned.

At the critical moment, it was Master Ye Fan who took action in time and rescued him.

Not only did he save him, but he also single-handedly killed all the soldiers from neighboring countries.

But even so, his land was completely destroyed at this moment.

Having lost all his support, he knelt before his master Ye Fan and begged him to change his surname to Ye and become his adopted son, Ye Fan.

But Ye Fan also refused.

Jingtang will always remember what Master Ye Fan said to him.

"Wherever you fall, you have to get up. You are the only one left in Jing Kingdom. If you change your surname, there will be no such name in the world."

At the same time, Ye Fan was still happy that he had changed his name.

People in this world may not understand the meaning of the word "Tang".

But in Ye Fan's world, the Tang Dynasty was the most prosperous dynasty, with people from all over the world coming to dominate the world.

"Jingtang, I hope you will practice well in the future and rebuild your country!"

To this day, he still vividly remembers the scene when Mark gave him his name.

It was precisely because of Ye Fan's appearance that he stood up again under the huge blow.

For him, Ye Fan is not only his master, but also his mentor in life.

At this moment, the master and apprentice met again, Jingtang couldn't help but feel excited, so much so that he burst into tears without even realizing it.

"Haha, so you are his master?"

The Seventh Son of God glanced at Mark with a playful look, "If you were one step later, I'm afraid I would have to collect the body of your precious apprentice."

"If my apprentice loses a hair, I will make you irrecoverable. You can try it!" Ye Fan let out a muffled groan.

After finishing speaking, before the Seventh Son of God could react, the generals around him yelled, "How brave! How dare you talk to the Son of God like this, you are so impatient!"

With the warlord's shouting, Ye Fan suddenly appeared in front of the Seventh Son of God in the rear.

This was noticed by the soldiers in front.

The next moment, endless pressure swept towards Ye Fan.

This coercion was also mixed with the auras of two seventh-level warriors.

Therefore, even high-level monks who are ready for war cannot withstand this pressure.

However, Ye Fan just stood there without moving at all.

At a certain moment, the seven-colored holy light spread in Ye Fan's eyes, like fire brewing from the sky.

"boom!"

The golden holy flame broke out, and two golden red lights suddenly burst out in Ye Fan's eyes!

As soon as a pair of eyes opened and closed, the bodies of the billions of troops in front of him were shattered into pieces.

Two generals who were waiting for the seventh level of battle thought they were standing at the front of the team.

Bear the brunt of the first wave of attacks.

Then, under the eyes of Ye Fan, Zhan Hou's high-level cultivation level had no possibility of struggling.

Two seventh-level monks who were waiting for the war fell on the spot, their bodies and souls disappeared!

At one glance, all the hundreds of millions of troops were killed!

What a terrifying power this is.

You must know that in these armies, they are all war king monks, and there are also many warlords who have reached half-step war status, or even low-level war status.

But now, under the glance of the young man in white, the entire army was wiped out!

How shocking and spectacular!

One hundred thousand mountains.

Xiao Xian and other descendants of Ye Fan also saw this scene through the void.

They were also shocked and speechless.

"Oh my God! The ancestor is so mighty and domineering. With just one glance, he slaughtered hundreds of millions of troops!" Xiao Xian was inexplicably excited.

When will I be able to cultivate to the level of my ancestor!

The land of Taiyi.

The corners of Taiyi Kingdom's mouth couldn't stop twitching. The senior is still the same senior.

Just like when I slapped a mid-level monk to death with one palm, it always brings him surprises!

Starry Holy Land.

The corners of Xinghui Holy Master's eyes twitched fiercely, staring intently at Ye Fan in the void, "It turns out that this person is the mastermind behind the scenes!"

He remembered that he had promised Xia Chaoge to deal with Ye Fan together.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Fortunately, I didn't really take action against Mark. Otherwise, I don't know how he died!

Even the high-level monks who were waiting for the war could not block his gaze.

If you really had a head-on confrontation with others, you would be really stupid!

The top of the void.

Although Ye Fan used his magical powers to suppress and kill hundreds of millions of soldiers.

However, there were still two high-level warlords who were waiting for the war and did not line up because they were in front of the Seventh Son of God.

Therefore, it was not affected.

Even so, at this moment, among the soldiers brought by the Seven God Sons, these two are the only ones left.

The two remaining high-ranking warriors were also extremely shocked by the scene just now.

They never expected that Ye Fan looked so ordinary on the surface.

But at the critical moment, he could burst out with such power.

Millions of soldiers, plus two high-level monks, could not resist his eyes!

Such a trembling breath, I am afraid it has surpassed the realm of the warrior.

"Oh, you are quite capable. I didn't expect that there are monks like you in such a remote place in Beizhou. Well, you are qualified to fight with me now."

Seventh Son of God Buyun was refreshed, looking at Ye Fan with a look that was not as cold as before, but with a bloodthirsty meaning.

Before the voice fell, Seventh Son of God Buyun took action.

The sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds were mighty.

Infinite divine light filled the four directions. Under this pressure, the void was shattered, and even this world could not stop shaking.

"You loser, are you worthy of fighting with me? One move will make you feel bad!" Ye Fan did not move, and raised his head calmly under the pressure of destroying the world.

"You bastard, prepare to die!"

"Crack!"

With a loud noise, the spiritual energy on Ye Fan's body suddenly boiled up.

It was like a volcanic eruption!

The extreme darkness bloomed, the colorful divine light flowed, and around him, endless fairy runes surged!

The terrifying pressure was vast and mighty!

It was as if the god of death had descended, and wherever the dark fairy energy passed, everything was withered and silent!

The rolling fairy clouds rose into the sky, covering everything in the world!

The Emperor of War was angry, and the wind and clouds retreated!

What son of God, what divine light.

Under Ye Fan's punch, all disappeared!

In the distance, all the creatures in Beizhou heard a roar!