Chapter 845: No Matter What You Are, I Can Destroy You with One Sword

The disciple who had escaped before hurriedly knelt down and shouted, "Master, it's not good!"

"That little brat named Ye Xinghe is here to kill you!"

Above the main hall, Fan Laosheng stood up and slapped the table, shouting angrily: "What a Ye Xinghe!"

"If I don't go to him, I will give Liu Qingyue face."

"I didn't expect that this little bastard would dare to come and die!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, there was only a bang! The side door of the main hall was knocked open by a heavy object! Dust is rustling and sawdust is flying.

I saw a corpse, like a broken sack, falling heavily to the ground.

That disciple's head was smashed and he was already dead! At the entrance of the hall, a figure walked in step by step, holding a long sword.

That was Ye Xinghe! Ye Xinghe's face was cold and murderous intent was rising in his body.

The sword in his hand was dripping with blood.

Just like the Nine Nether Demon God, his momentum is shocking! The monstrous force instantly crushed the main hall! The weak disciples were suppressed by the momentum and could not stand.

For a while, there was a constant popping sound.

Dozens of disciples fell to their knees with their legs weak.

The disciples all looked frightened and struggled to crawl back.

Fan Laosheng's pupils suddenly shrank, he was startled, and secretly exclaimed: "Why is this little bastard so powerful?"

At this time, Ye Xinghe stared at him coldly: "Fan Laogou, I'm here to collect your debt!"

When Fan Laosheng heard this, his heart surged with anger.

He laughed in anger and shouted: "Little bastard, don't think you can defeat me just because you broke through to the fourth level of Tianhe Realm!"

"I am the strength of the seventh floor of Tianhe Realm!"

Ye Xinghe sneered silently and moved forward with his sword.

With every step he took, his aura became stronger and stronger! The momentum was like waves crashing on the shore, crushing Fan Laosheng inch by inch! Fan Laosheng's body trembled slightly, and he felt the pressure becoming more and more powerful.

However, he was not worried. Instead, he sneered: "You overestimated bitch!"

"I will kill you today!"

After saying that, he turned his palm and a bright golden light flashed through.

Golden light flashed on Fan Laosheng's fists.

It was a pair of boxing gloves, which looked very thick, with gilt patterns on them, and the light was flowing.

The aura is even more ancient and powerful! It turned out to be a first-grade treasure! Fan Laosheng looked proud and raised his fist.

"My Golden Diamond Destroying Yue Fist is so powerful that it once took off the head of a master from the eighth level of the Tianhe Realm!"

"Today, you will die under my fists!"

At this time, Ye Xinghe had already walked five meters in front of Fan Laosheng.

"Yeah?"

He raised his brows slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Old dog, you will definitely be the one who is going to die today!"

Then, he shook the sword in his hand, and red flames burned! Thunder exploded! The fire is flowing! On top of the Divine Thunder Fire Sword, the precious energy is as bright as an immortal weapon! Fan Laosheng's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "Why do you have a treasure?"

However, he did not wait for Ye Xinghe's reply.

What answered him was Ye Xinghe's sword blade! I saw a five-foot sword glow shooting out from above the sword blade! Stab out with a sword! The soul of the ancient divine sword flew out of the Tao Palace! The golden shadow of the ancient sword escaped into the blade and became one with the blade! The vast sword energy condensed into a ten-meter-long blue sword light and slashed towards Fan Laosheng! A Sword Asks the Seventh Level of Immortality: Tao of Immortality! The sword light transforms! Haoran's sword energy slashed down with unrivaled momentum! Fan Laosheng's expression suddenly changed and he shouted loudly: "You little bastard, you are seeking death!"

"Take my move and the tiger roars through the mountains and rivers!"

As he spoke, he raised his fists, and the Divine Gang was wrapped around them.

The golden gloves shine brighter and brighter! In an instant, two tiger heads formed on both fists, roaring loudly! Fan Laosheng's fists were powerful, facing the sword light, they smashed towards Ye Xinghe! boom! The sword light and the fist shadow collided, creating a masterpiece of green and gold! The tyrannical momentum formed strong winds and spread out in all directions! The sword light and fist shadow cancel each other out, and they are both constantly broken! disappear! The two of them were evenly matched! Fan Laosheng's eyes flashed with fear, and he thought to himself: "How can this little bastard be so strong!"

"I'm actually no match for him!"

When the thought came up, he was already a little panicked, and he even thought about quitting.

But, it's too late! Ye Xinghe's aura was like a rainbow, and his sword power continued unabated, stabbing hard! The light of the sword and the shadow of the fist were all crushed in an instant! The sword light and fist force also collided with each other and disappeared! Both of them felt the huge backlash.

However, neither of them retreated, but instead launched a fierce attack on each other! The next moment, it was a close fight! The Divine Thunder Fire Sword pierces the Golden Diamond Destroying Yue Fist! There was a clang, and the sound of fighting jingo sounded.

The Divine Thunder Fire Sword only left a faint white mark on the glove.

"Hmph! Little bastard, you still want to kill me with one sword?"

Fan Laosheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled wildly: "My gloves are tougher than Shen Tie!"

"Let's see what you use to break it!"

Ye Xinghe narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "Broken copper and broken iron, I will break them with one sword!"

After saying that, the sword blade in his hand trembled slightly, and a faint purple flashed through.

On the blade of the sword, there was a strong flow of fire, like a meteor streaking across! Sword Spirit Magical Power: Spiritual Sharpness! Then, there was just a scoff, and the sword blade pierced the glove, as easily as a knife cutting through tofu! Just one sword pierced the first-grade treasure! The blade turned and instantly crushed Fan Laosheng's arm! In an instant, blood surged out! It trickled down along the gap in the glove.

"My arm!"

Fan Laosheng's face was distorted, he screamed, and retreated continuously.

Ye Xinghe's eyes were cold as he chased after him and swung his sword again! Swish! As the flames swirled, blood splashed! Both of Fan Laosheng's arms were cut off by him! Suddenly, Fan Laosheng screamed in agony and could no longer hold on, falling to the ground.

He kept rolling on the ground, blood gushing from his shoulders, and in a moment, it had gathered into a pool of blood under his body.

Ye Xinghe raised his foot and stepped heavily on his head.

With a light bang, Fan Laosheng's head was stepped into the stone slab.

The ground cracked and the gravel pierced into his flesh.

At this moment, Fan Laosheng's eyes were full of fear and his body was shaking constantly.

The pain and fear had made him lose all his fighting spirit! Fan Laosheng's voice trembled as he shouted loudly: "Ye Xinghe, you, you can't kill me!"

"My fellow junior brother is a genius of the Beidou Sword Sect and is the Supreme Elder!"

"If you dare to kill me, he will definitely take your life!"

Ye Xinghe glanced at him and said coldly: "Shut up!"

"Today, I, Ye Xinghe, want to kill you, and no one can save you!"

After that, he slashed with his sword! The long sword passed through Fan Laosheng's head, and blood gushed out! Fan Laosheng was beheaded with a sword! What about the elder in charge of the Monster House?

Ye Xinghe, still killed him with a sword! Then, Ye Xinghe gently wiped the blood on the blade and looked around.