Ye Fan moved with the sword in hand, walking over with large steps. He flicked the sword with his finger, releasing zheng zheng sounds. Sword energy appeared in thousands of illusions, cold and bone-chilling. Sword radiance rushed into the heavens, illuminating the entire garden.
There were more than ten ancient creatures at the entrance of the garden, all of them with elk horns on their heads, bodies covered in silver scales. Their appearances were strange and sinister, blocking his path.
Not a single one of them was weak, all of them vicious figures who crawled out from piles of archaic corpses. Otherwise, how could they serve as guards at Divine Valley's young master's side?
Without saying a single word, there were ancient creatures who opened their divine eyes, firing out their own dao sources, immediately delivering a fatal blow! There were some who opened their mouths and spat out divine beads, immediately exploding, destroying their own secret treasures. Their expressions were cold.
This was a group of ancient creatures that grew up in piles of bones. All of them had an indomitable aura, carrying the resolution to perish together with their enemies as they slaughtered their way over.
"Pu!"
Ye Fan's sword brandished out, severing space-time, cutting open the divine eye's dao source. He flicked forward, and the eye hole exploded. Blood gushed out into the distance, ending its life on the spot.
Then, he followed up with a stab. That exploded divine bead turned into ashes, all of its divine force extinguished. The sword body shot forward, nailing itself between its brows. Blood gushed out, and its corpse fell.
The dozen or so ancient creatures were as cold as an icehouse, not feeling any fear. They threw themselves forward, not fearing death at all. They either reached out their giant claws or spat out dao weapons from their mouths, resisting the great enemy together.
Ye Fan flicked out his sword, cold light rushing out, drowning out this place like a heavenly river. He killed ten with a single step, taking action ruthlessly.
"Pu!"
An archaic creature's shoulder was sliced through, half its body flying out, carrying with it a large expanse of blood.
Ka!
An archaic creature was pierced through by a sword. Its chest first caved in, and then all of its bones exploded. White bone stubble and flesh flew in all directions.
Peng!
The iron sword swept out, radiance blazing, cutting through seven or eight archaic creatures at the waist. Blood splashed outwards, dyeing the grass and trees red. Bloody mists surged.
"Pa!"
Ye Fan turned his hand over, sending the skull of an archaic creature behind him flying with a pa sound. A streak of white brain matter that was dyed with wisps of blood rushed out, and then the corpse directly fell.
"Ah …"
An ancient creature comparable to a sect master, its age not young. It immediately released its most powerful attack, but it still couldn't stop Ye Fan's exceptional sharpness.
Killed with one slash!
The iron sword hacked apart his ancient weapon, destroyed his Dao foundation, and chopped off his head. Along with a long string of blood, his head flew into the garden and rolled toward those people in front of him.
Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, Xie Siyuan and the others' expressions all changed. The smiles on the faces of the few pearls of the Southern Mountains also froze. This man was simply like a demonic god. With only a single sword, he charged over, and no one could stop him even half a step.
Among them, there was no lack of second-level immortal-foundation ancient lifeforms. Even after the baptism of blood, they were still like chickens, having their lives severed.
Now, there was no need for an introduction, everyone knew that it was the Human Race Sacred Physique. Nanling Jun and Ming Zhu, regardless of whether they were from the Demon Race or the Human Race, were stunned.
Even though everyone here had their eyes at the top of their heads, they were still filled with reverence for this killing god. Recently, there were many rumors about him.
Just now, they were still discussing wantonly, and there were even some who belittled and criticized Ye Fan. But now that they saw him in person, not a single one of them dared to be disrespectful. Their bodies were all stiff.
Under the rage of Ye Fan, he led tens of thousands of cavalrymen to flatten an ancient aristocrat clan. Who didn't know of such a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering event? Everyone here had their own clan, and they were all in the Southern Mountains. Who wouldn't feel guilty?
Wu Fei, one of the four great fairies of the Southern Mountains, could still be considered calm. Her eyes flickered with light, and she remained calm from start to finish.
Xie Siyuan and Chen Yuan, on the other hand, weren't so calm. Earlier, they had criticized the Human Race Sacred Physique. Right now, they felt uneasy and their hearts were filled with guilt.
Some of the pearls of the Southern Mountains stabilized their emotions, revealing beautiful smiles as they gazed forward, trying their best to maintain their elegance and charm.
Only Zi Tian remained unmoved, without any expression. He sat cross-legged behind the white jade table on the grass, his entire body glowing with a crystalline violet light. His eyes were as cold as knives.
"Pu!"
When the last few powerful archaic creatures rushed forward, Ye Fan pushed his iron sword forward like a collapsing Mount Tai. The most powerful individuals in front all cried out loudly. The light of the iron sword shone brilliantly, cutting through the heaven and earth and cutting them all in half.
Ye Fan moved forward while leaning on his sword. He flicked the body of the sword with his finger, causing metallic sounds to ring out. His clothes were not stained with blood as he strode into the garden, and no one dared to stop him.
The scene was deathly silent. Nowadays, everyone was talking about the Human Race Sacred Physique, but only when they truly faced it would they feel the pressure.
The elites of the Southern Mountains didn't make a sound. They no longer had the high-spirited attitude they had before. The young man in front of them wielding a bloody iron sword made them feel an enormous pressure.
The ordinary iron sword was very thick and heavy. Ye Fan's body was slender and sturdy. His green clothes fluttered in the wind, and his expression was calm. However, he possessed an aura that could frighten one's soul. Although he looked delicate and pretty, he possessed the aura of a monarch overlooking the world, making others feel suffocated.
He stood in the garden, causing the previously enthusiastic atmosphere to drop to a freezing point. Everyone felt the pressure.
"Xiu!"
Ye Fan shook his hand and threw the iron sword onto the ground, stabbing it into a boulder. It trembled for a while, and fresh blood dripped down. It was a ghastly sight.
"Zi Tiandu, didn't you come for me? It must have been hard on you. Otherwise, I would have gone to the Eastern Wasteland to kill you."
His calm and confident words caused the temperature in the garden to drop rapidly. Ye Fan spoke very naturally, but he revealed a strong conviction.
"You think you can suppress and kill me …" Zi Tiandu stood up. The bloodline he inherited from the Far Ancient Imperial Race made him tall and majestic. At the same time, he was incomparably heroic, just like a purple heavenly king.
"If I can't even kill you, how can I be invincible in the present age?" Ye Fan clasped his hands behind his back. Facing a young master of the Far Ancient Imperial Race, he didn't look like he was facing a great enemy at all.
Behind him, whether it was the Southern Mountains Goddess Wu Fei or the other pearls, their expressions changed as divine splendor circulated around them.
Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, and Xie Siyuan were all shaken. They felt a suffocating pressure even more. It was as if they could already see a scene. After hundreds or thousands of years, the human race's divine physique would reach great completion and rule the world, suppressing their generation and the people of the five regions until they were as silent as cicadas in winter. The entire world would lose its voice.
"Humph!"
A cold snort sounded. Two old ancient creatures suddenly appeared. Their bodies were covered densely in purple scales, making one shiver in fear. "Shameless boasting.
Even the bloodline of the ancient emperors might not dare to say this. What does a human race's divine physique count for?! "
"My race has been asleep for too long and has been forgotten by others. No matter how powerful you are, you are still just a type of human physique. You are nothing more than a clay dog! "
The two old ancient creatures pounced forward together. They wanted to immediately display their might and destroy all of Ye Fan's confidence and conviction.
Their bodies swelled up like two prehistoric horned dragons. Their scales were dense, and their bodies pierced through the void.
"Get lost!"
Ye Fan had a hand behind his back. He only brandished his right fist. Immediately, golden blood energy overflowed into the heavens, filling the entire garden and collapsing heaven and earth!
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was incomparably bold and powerful. It pressed forward courageously. With just a single fist, all magical treasures, convictions, and battle qi were shattered.
The two ancient creatures were extremely powerful. If they fought normally, Ye Fan would have to expend quite a bit of effort. However, right now, after concentrating all of his essence, energy, and spirit, the effects were completely different.
"Pu!"
These two old creatures were smashed into more than ten pieces. Their bones and body fragments shot out in all directions, turning into a bloody mist that scattered between heaven and earth.
Forget about the others, even Zi Tian's pupils contracted. His head of hair danced about, and his entire body was filled with purple radiance.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. These two ancient creatures were extremely difficult to deal with, but in front of the divine physique, they were nothing. They couldn't even block a single fist and were smashed into pieces.
At this moment, golden battle qi pervaded the air. The power of the divine physique surged, drowning out the entire garden. Ye Fan looked forward and walked over step by step.
At this moment, Li Tian also appeared, standing at the entrance of the garden, blocking everyone's path. There was an evil smile on his face.
Meanwhile, Yan Yixi had a different type of temperament. His white clothes were elegant, elegant and otherworldly. He stood in the rear garden, blocking the path.
"Human race's divine physique, I was just about to look for you. Since you delivered yourself to me, there's nothing more to say. Kill!" Zi Tian finally took action.
Above his head, a purple ancient pagoda rose and fell. Thunder rumbled through the heavens, and tens of thousands of thick strands of purple energy descended, protecting him below.
Hong!
He was extremely arrogant. His expression was cold as he attacked head-on. A fist directly smashed out, pressing forward courageously.
The sound of the fist was like a tsunami, boundless and ear-splitting. Wave after wave swept through the nine heavens, rumbling endlessly, making everyone's ears ring with weng weng sounds.
This was an enormous fist force. Traces of the dao were engraved on it, densely interweaving with each other. Fluctuations like lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. Purple energy overflowed like a great river, startling the entire small world.
In the other gardens, many experts were horrified. They all looked towards this direction, their minds shaken.
Ye Fan's precious appearance was dignified. His heart roared, and his body formed an imprint. In that instant, he had the appearance of a ruler of the human race. He looked down on the world, looking down on all races. In the boundless great dao, only he was supreme.
Human Ruler Imprint!
He displayed this magical imprint at this moment, and it naturally had an extremely special meaning. He was facing off against a descendant of the Archaic Imperial Clan. He was using this ancient precious imprint that had been lost for many years to fight, displaying his determination.
Ye Fan's right hand turned into a precious imprint of heaven and earth. It was engraved with the undying holy splendor of the human race. As it descended, the nine heavens and ten earths trembled.
There had never been a time when he understood this kind of precious imprint so thoroughly. His spirit sublimated, and his iron-like will poured into the Human Ruler Imprint.
At this moment, heaven and earth intersected. The boundless great dao rumbled and rumbled. An undying radiance flowed out from the surface of Ye Fan's body, making him seem divine and inviolable. He was dignified and grand.
The hearts of the Southern Mountains geniuses all jumped. They couldn't help but lower their heads and kowtow.
Wu Fei, one of the four great fairies, as well as the pearls of the Southern Mountains, all had strange expressions on their faces. They resisted this pressure with all their strength.
Hong!
Once the Human Ruler Imprint appeared, there was an indescribable dao light that spread in all directions. All humans found it hard to calm their hearts, and their blood boiled.
This was the first collision between Ye Fan and Zi Tiandu!
Purple energy surged, piercing through the nine heavens. Zi Tiandu roared, and his head of hair stood on end. Behind him, an ancient king appeared.
And behind Ye Fan, there was also a ruler of the human race that appeared. It was as if they wanted to crush the endless heavens, terrifying beyond compare.
Rumble rumble rumble!
After a violent collision, the Human Ruler Imprint descended. The ruler of the human race behind Ye Fan that looked exactly the same as him won by a bit, trampling the ancient king under its feet.
"Ah …" Zi Tiandu roared, and an even more ferocious fist smashed over.
Ye Fan also roared. His black hair fell down like a waterfall, and all of it scattered behind him. He swung his arms, suppressing forward.
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