Chapter 1299: Ji's old dog, come and die!

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Ye Nantian's shot at the peak, like a thunderstorm, caused an unprecedented visual impact on everyone present.
Suddenly, many masters of the Sejong Sect of Hidden, seem to have been subjected to a fixation technique, standing still in place, unable to move, and there was a huge wave in their hearts, with horror.
The gun will die!
Although they were not the target of the shot just now, they still felt the fierce power of slaughtering gods and immortals and exterminating the world.
Sweeping with one shot, nine heavens and ten earths, all living beings surrendered.
The trench spreading hundreds of feet on the ground was even more shocking, and there still remained a domineering atmosphere.
Even the masters who were far away all got goose bumps, trembling in the depths of their souls, and sweating from behind.
However, Ye Nantian, who stabbed a peerless shot, still looked like an understatement, and the corners of his clothes were never messy, as if he had only done something understatement.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Nantian lowered his head and looked down at Ge Xuanji's head.
Ge Xuanji is a strong man in heaven, even if his body is broken, there are various ways to continue his life, not to mention that he still retains the most important head.
At this moment, his facial features were distorted, his eyes were cracked, he was frightened and angry, and he opened his mouth and made an extremely hoarse voice:
"Is this...is the power of the Earth Immortal? It's terrifying! Immortal Ye, it is not easy to cultivate, please forgive me, I will leave with my disciple, and I will never intervene between you and Xuanyuan Ji. fighting!"
"Cultivating to the realm of heaven is indeed not easy. It requires a bit of penance! It's just that...everything that prevents me from taking revenge is the enemy, and I will never be merciful!"
With that, Ye Nantian took his right foot and slammed Ge Xuanji's head.
The blood and brain splatter splattered, and the flesh was blurred, as if a layer of sauce was smeared on the ground.
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, the masters of the other sects couldn't help but breathe in the air, shuddering, dare not even let out the atmosphere, and they were soaked in cold sweat.
The strength of the earth fairy that Ye Nantian showed was too domineering and invincible. There was no enemy of his in the field. Even if the master of another sect appeared on the stage, he could only end up like Ge Xuanji.
"Head!"
"master!"
"Brother!"
Many of the Luofu sect men were tearful, grief-stricken, and squeezed their fists severely, but they did not dare to stand up and help Ge Xuanji take revenge, and could only swallow their anger.
...
Suddenly, Ye Nantian's eyes flashed like electricity, passing by the surrounding masters of the Sejong Sect.
In an instant, thousands of masters received electric shocks, and even had an illusion, as if they were stripped completely and thrown into the ice and snow. Nothing could be hidden from Ye Nantian.
In desperation, they had to bow their heads and didn't dare to look at Ye Nantian at all.
At this time, Ye Nantian shouted: "Eighteen years ago, one hundred and six people in my Ye family died in the murder of Xuanyuan Ji family. Today, I am here to avenge my teacher! You will retreat quickly. I don’t care about my previous offenses, if not, this Luofu school Ge Feng is a lesson for you!"
As he said, Ye Nantian waved the broken army spear in his hand.
"Buzzing..."
The spear whispered in a low voice, and the monstrous evil spirit came out, making people feel creepy.
Ye Nantian threw the problem to the suzerain of each major sect.
If Yu Yu resisted, then Ye Nantian would definitely kill them, making them all dead under the gun.
And if they just run away, although they will offend Xuanyuan Ji's family, it will be equally difficult, but at least they will get a chance to survive.
Moreover, if the miracle happened and Ye Nantian won, then they would not suffer any revenge.
For a time, the great sect masters fell into contemplation, as if experiencing a battle between heaven and man, making repeated choices.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the old sword crown of Wanjian Tomb took a step forward, as if he had made some major decision, and said loudly: "The immortal Ye's supernatural powers are for the world, and it is reasonable to avenge the family. It's water! All the disciples obey the orders and leave with me!"
"Yes!"
Soon, under the leadership of Lao Jianguan, hundreds of disciples from Wanjian Tomb moved away with swords.
"My drunk immortal faction will leave here!"
"Count me the Jianqi Palace!"
"Our magic sword gate is also gone!"
They were originally a loose alliance and were summoned by the Emperor's Order, but Ji Yuanhao regarded them as cannon fodder, so why did they work for the Xuanyuan Ji family?
Soon, the team of thousands of people scattered like birds and beasts.
"Long live Ye Shouchang! Ye Shouchang is invincible!"
Numerous soldiers screamed at the same time, like demonstrating towards the Xuanyuan Ji clan in the distance.
"boom!"
At this moment, Ye Nantian burst into an aura of looking down upon the world and disregarding the heroes, rushing straight into the sky, leading the world.
He held his head high, his stalwart body descended to the mortal world like a god, his spear pointed at Ji's palace, roaring loudly:
"Old Ji's dog, come and die!"
...
Ye Nantian's shout was like a nine-day thunder, resounding through the audience.
Even if it was separated from the Ji family palace dozens of miles away, I could hear it clearly.
With the golden chariot, Ji Changhe's eyes were cracking, his fists creaked, his chest was undulating, and the violent anger surged in it.
On the contrary, it was the ancestor of the Ji family, his face sinking like water, no sadness or joy, his eyelids drooping, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
As the coach, Ji Yuanhao's face was really uglier than eating a fly.
He knew that these coalition forces in the Sejong Sect were not Ye Nantian's opponents, but he still had a hole card. He was planning to wait for half of the coalition forces to be consumed before sending reinforcements.
In this case, it can not only consume the number of masters of the various martial arts, but also save a life-saving grace.
Unexpectedly, Ye Nantian disrupted his plan with an invincible posture.
Looking at the approaching Chi Youqi, Ji Yuanhao knew that he could not wait any longer. He looked at an old man in a gossip robe in the western corner and said, "President Fengxingyun, I will bring one hundred bronze chariots and four hundred men. Give the elite soldiers to you, and you will be the main general!"
"Yes! The old man will certainly not live up to Master Ji's expectations!" Feng Xingyun, the patriarch of the Fenghou tribe, said loudly.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Xingyun stepped forward, looking at the hundred bronze chariots, and said loudly:
"Using eleven vehicles as a unit, divide into nine major formations! Sky cover, ground load, wind rising, cloud hanging, dragon flying, tiger wing, bird flying, snake pan, plus the Chinese army!"
As soon as the voice fell, the order was forbidden.
Those bronze chariots all started to move, divided into nine camps according to Feng Xingyun's words.
"Charge!" Feng Xingyun ordered again.
"Rumble..."
The bronze chariot, which has lasted for thousands of years from the ancient times, rolled over the ground with its wheels rolling over the earth, carrying a heavy breath of historical vicissitudes.
These chariots have witnessed the battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chi You, but they did not expect to witness the fateful battle between the descendants of the two races today.
At this time, Feng Xingyun was sitting on the remaining chariot, calm and relaxed, with a smile on his mouth, like a wise man who was strategizing and winning a thousand miles.
The eight formations of their Fenghou clan are based on the four worlds of Qiankun Xun and Gen, which are the front of the sky, the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the red bird in the front, and the black snake in the back.
In the eight formations, eighty-eighty-sixty-four formations can be changed, with four heads and eight tails, the contact is the head, the enemy rushes to the middle and both ends of the rescue, the cycle is endless, the material is like a god, and the situation is urgent.
In Feng Xingyun's eyes, the army led by Ye Nantian was indeed the tiger wolf's division.
However, under his own leadership, this bronze chariot unit is definitely able to reap marvelous achievements and defeat the enemy.
...
Looking at the menacing chariot army, Ye Nantian suddenly shouted:
"Stop!"
As soon as the voice fell, hundreds of soldiers behind him stopped at the same time, their movements were neat and uniform, without any noise.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Nantian put away the spear, but instead took out the Tai'a sword.
Tai Ajian Shenhua is introverted, not surprising at first glance, but if you observe carefully, you will find that the lines on the surface seem to imply the truth of heaven and earth.
"Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds!"
"Heyue is at the bottom, and the sun star is at the top!"
"Tai Ah Sword is the sword of the lords, and the sword of the mighty Dao. It is not a sword, but a container, capable of carrying the awe-inspiring spirit of the world!"
"Today, with this awe-inspiring righteousness, I broke away these mobs and husky dogs!"
"The sword is coming!"