Time passed bit by bit just like that!
It seemed like an hour had passed, or a year had passed, or a hundred years had passed, or even a thousand years had passed.
Everyone inside and outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield remained motionless. They were still in a deep stillness and were unable to wake up.
Jian Wuchen's five ultimate attacks could not be considered weak. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were unparalleled and could shake the world.
However, Xiao Fan had only used a finger to completely and easily shatter them. Such a fact made people feel unprecedented horror and fear. Just like Jian Wuchen, they fell into a bottomless abyss of despair that seemed to be able to swallow the entire world.
After an unknown amount of time, someone finally broke the silence and tranquility. The person who broke the silence and tranquility was Jian Wuchen himself.
"Bang!"
Jian Wuchen's body crashed into the ground from the sky like a meteor. His body and the ground emitted an extremely dull sound of collision. The hard ground cracked inch by inch under the impact of Jian Wuchen's body, revealing countless large and small cracks like a spider web.
After landing on the ground, Jian Wuchen was covered in dust and looked extremely dirty. He no longer had his former glory and pride. More importantly, his complexion had faded!
His face was extremely ashen, his eyes were silent, his hair was mottled with white spots, and his face was faintly discernible with wrinkles. Jian Wuchen lay there on his back, motionless. There was no longer any confidence or arrogance on his body. There was only defeat, a bitter smile, and complete despair.
He had experienced the true meaning of the word 'despair'. His entire body had suffered from it. It was impossible for him to regroup and stand up again.
"Wuchen!"
At this moment, Yu Chan had already recovered from her loss of self-control and madness. Then, she sadly looked at Jian Wu Chen who was lying there motionless. His heart was like dead ashes and he was in eternal despair. Her eyes were filled with tears as she softly muttered to herself.
Miss Yu Chan's whisper finally pulled everyone back from their shock, fear, trembling, and despair. They looked at the defeated and despairing Jian Wuchen, then looked at the calm Xiao Fan, who was like an ocean whose edge could not be seen. Suddenly, someone's body went soft and completely collapsed to the ground.
As the first person fell limp to the ground, the scene was like a domino effect. The endless crowd fell down one by one, and then fell limp to the ground. Looking from afar, the crowd fell down layer by layer. This scene was so spectacular that it was simply indescribable.
"Stomp!"
Xiao Fan moved once again among the paralyzed crowd. He lifted his foot. The cruelty in his dark eyes did not diminish in the slightest. The sarcasm and ridicule on his face did not diminish in the slightest. His entire body unhurriedly walked towards the motionless Jian Wuchen.
"Stomp!" "Stomp!" "Stomp!"
With every step Xiao Fan took, it was as if he was stepping on the hearts of countless people, causing their hearts to beat heavily. Some of the more cowardly people who couldn't withstand this pressure suddenly bled from their seven orifices. Their entire body spasmed violently, and then they directly fainted, lying motionless on the ground.
After a moment!
Xiao Fan finally arrived in front of Jian Wuchen. His footsteps came to a stop, and the hearts of countless people also came to a stop. They no longer beat wildly and violently.
However, although their hearts had stopped beating, it was only a stop. Everyone's heart seemed to be pressed down by an incomparably heavy rock. Even if they wanted to beat, they could not do it.
They could only stare at Xiao Fan, who was in the middle of the arena. Their breathing had already reached its peak, and they were only a step away from suffocating to death.
"I already said that killing you would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken!" Xiao Fan said ruthlessly as he looked at Jian Wuchen at his feet. His voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone outside the Ancient Ming Battlefield. "If I want to kill you, it will only take a snap of my fingers!"
"You are not qualified to fight me to the death. You are not worthy!"
No one spoke. Only Xiao Fan's voice continued to reverberate in the air for a long time.
Facing Xiao Fan's words, a glimmer of light seemed to rise in Jian Wuchen's gloomy eyes. However, it disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only complete darkness and despair.
"If you knew this day would come, why did you do it in the first place?" Xiao Fan shook his head as he looked at the gloomy Jian Wuchen in despair. Then, he said indifferently, "The Heavenly Sword Mountain is too arrogant. Do you really think you can take whatever you want without any scruples? You want to kill me if I don't give you the Soul Replenishing Heavenly Pill formula? "
Everyone was silent after hearing Xiao Fan's words. Indeed, from the beginning, the Heavenly Sword Mountain did not put Xiao Fan in their eyes. They treated Xiao Fan with a high and mighty attitude. They wanted to snatch the Soul Replenishing Heavenly Pill from Xiao Fan, which led to everything that happened today.
If the Heavenly Sword Mountain's attitude had been slightly more humble, perhaps everything would have been different today!
Of course, if it wasn't Xiao Fan but someone else, perhaps today's outcome would have been different. However, Xiao Fan wasn't someone who could be judged with common sense. The Sky Sword Mountain's ending today could only be said to be the end of their luck. This was their fate!
"It's useless to say more. Now, you must die!" After saying all this, the killing intent in Xiao Fan's gloomy eyes suddenly soared. He spoke again, emphasizing every word, "Have a safe journey. I won't send you off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Fan raised his palm. Then, in front of everyone's eyes that had lost their focus, he slammed his palm down mercilessly without any hesitation or mercy!
In an instant!
"Boom!"
Jian Wuchen's body split into pieces under Xiao Fan's palm. His aura was already at an extremely low point, but at this moment, it could no longer be felt.
But it wasn't over yet. Countless tiny black cracks appeared in the void after the remnants of Jian Wuchen's body sputtered in all directions. These tiny black cracks swallowed all of Jian Wuchen's body parts, leaving nothing behind.
Jian Wuchen, dead!
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