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Chapter 2474

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Pain of the Divine Lord

In the face of Ye Fei's domineering attitude, other than Zhao Yu, the other martialists had the urge to curse in their hearts. It had to be known that as the Goddess of Fire and Ice of the Godly Monarch Palace, Zhao Yu was not only famous for her beauty, but also had countless martialists yearning for her. However, due to the disparity between them, no one had ever thought that they were worthy of Zhao Yu.

In everyone's opinion, in the entire Divine Prefecture, only Fengyun or the princes of the Crimson Moon Holy Dynasty were worthy of Zhao Yu. Even Zhan Feng was somewhat unworthy. But what made everyone's jaws drop was that Zhao Yu, who might have been forced or had some sort of weakness in Ye Fei's hands, actually took the initiative to throw herself into the arms of a demon.

If it was said that some people had secretly hoped that Ye Fei would become a dark horse, then when they saw Ye Fei announce that Zhao Yu was his woman and that Zhao Yu only blushed and didn't refute him, most of the martial artists present began to release traces of killing intent.

Bai Yanran's eyes were red, and her tears fell like pearls. She was happy that Ye Fei could be reunited with Zhao Yu. However, when she opened her mouth to give them her blessings, she felt extremely bitter.

Seeing his sister in such a state, Bai Shizhong was enraged. He finally drew his saber and prepared to attack the void. "Sister, don't cry. I'll go up to the sky now and chop that evil spirit to death!"

Rumble!

Bai Shizhong's plan didn't come to fruition, because the moment Ye Fei killed Du Chong, the entire void of the Land of the Ancient God started to tremble violently. At the same time, a huge crack appeared in the void and started to expand.

Several Renzu's solemn and cold voices came from the crack. "All warriors, enter the crack immediately and leave the Land of the Ancient God! Otherwise, once the Land of the Ancient God is completely closed, you can only be trapped inside and wait for death. "

It wasn't only the Renzu of the Divine Dynasty that spoke. Qiuyun Renzu and the other Renzu realm experts' voices also came out. Hearing these voices, Zhan Feng finally recovered from the shock of being unable to break through the Golden Body. Without any hesitation, Zhan Feng suddenly turned and flew toward the crack in the void again.

"Ye Fei, you may have won this time, but next time, I, Zhan Feng, will definitely not lose. Not only will I surpass you, but I will also surpass Feng Yun. One day, I will make the entire Divine Prefecture mine!"

In the face of defeat, Zhan Feng was still full of fighting spirit. This was undoubtedly a terrifying opponent. On the other hand, Nalan Xue Yao was a little dazed. He had been cultivating in the Ice Snow Valley since he was young and was also the secret weapon of the Nalan Family. He had been carefully nurtured. This Earth Carnage Ranking Battle was his first time out of the mountain. He was originally full of confidence that he could take first place.

Regrettably, first there was a heaven-defying Zhan Feng, and then there was a freakish Ye Fei. Nalan Xue Yao had no choice but to leave dejectedly. In the end, only the severely injured Jiang Hui and Xue Qianqiu were left. They looked at Ye Fei with cold hands and feet. They wanted to run, but a vast and indestructible aura suppressed them like an Ancient God.

Jiang Hui couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He said with a terrified expression, "Ye Fei, I still owe you five million Mystic Veins. It's not worth it for you to kill me. Moreover, our Deathmatch Palace has some history with you."

"Get lost!"

Ye Fei opened his mouth and only spat out this word coldly. If it wasn't for Senior Xue Tu who had shown him kindness and Yan Bing who was cultivating in the Deathmatch Palace, Jiang Hui deserved to be killed based on what he had done.

This word made Jiang Hui's face turn red, as if he had suffered a great humiliation. However, when he thought of Ye Fei's seemingly unbreakable Golden Body defense, Jiang Hui endured the humiliation in the end. Without saying a word, he quickly charged into the void. In the end, only Xue Qianqiu was left. He forcefully held on and looked coldly at Ye Fei.

"Ye Fei, think carefully. I am the Head Disciple of the Sword Palace. My father is Li Moran, a Divine Lord Elder of the Divine King Palace. If you kill me, my father is outside. How can he let you go? "Xue Qianqiu said.

However, before he could finish his sentence, a cold yell came from Ye Fei's mouth. "Kneel!"

Boom!

The boundless sword power was like a mountain. It pressed down on the void all around and caused it to tremble violently. Xue Qianqiu's face turned even redder. He said angrily, "Ye Fei, you've gone too far. Zhao Yu, do you want to see him become an enemy of my father, the Divine King Palace, and even the entire Divine Prefecture?"

Xue Qianqiu was obviously guilty. He didn't dare to shout at Ye Fei. Instead, he softly threatened Zhao Yu. Zhao Yu's expression changed. Just as he was about to speak, Ye Fei's eyes suddenly turned cold. His Golden Body dazzled like an ancient god. With one step, he walked in front of Xue Qianqiu and said in an ancient voice, "Kneel, or die!"

Boom!

The sword light whistled. The inextinguishable sword light enveloped the surrounding space. It also pressured Xue Qianqiu so much that he couldn't say a word. At the same time, a sense of despair and the threat of death finally crushed Xue Qianqiu's dignity and pride.

Plop!

Xue Qianqiu knelt down in humiliation and helplessness. This once proud genius of the Sword Palace had been completely defeated.

"I'll kneel. I only beg you to let me live!" Xue Qianqiu's eyes were red. When he had no choice but to beg for mercy, he was so angry that his chest heaved up and down. He spat out a mouthful of blood. Many warriors who saw this secretly shook their heads and looked at him with disdain.

"Warriors don't care about the dead. You're afraid of death. What kind of hero are you?" Wu Jie said disdainfully. He respected courageous warriors, but despised cowards who surrendered.

"You can even abandon your dignity. Xue Qianqiu, is there anything you won't do? You want to live, but I want you to die! What's so great about having a Monarch God as your father? Even if you're Renzu's son, I'll still kill you! "

Boom!

The inextinguishable sword light condensed again, turning into a destructive sword that slashed towards Xue Qianqiu's throat. Xue Qianqiu's face immediately revealed a look of despair and fear. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and frantically begged for help. "Father, save me!"

"Bastard, stop it now!"

A huge hand suddenly reached out from the space crack. It raised its hand and scattered Ye Fei's sword light. It also grabbed Xue Qianqiu's body, intending to rush out of the Land of the Ancient God.

Ye Fei also recognized at a glance that the hand was Li Moran's Hand of Demon God. His eyes suddenly burst with anger. "Li Moran, it's you again. You forced me to leave the City of the Divine Kings. You chased me to the Sword Palace. Now, you want to save Xue Qianqiu. Do you really think I'm a pushover? Sword of the Monarch, slash! "

Boom!

Sword Qi filled the air and cold air whistled. There was no communication. Ye Fei and Zhao Yu cooperated tacitly. Zhao Yu released ice that froze the world and temporarily froze Li Moran's Hand of Demon God. Ye Fei raised his sword and suddenly slashed at Xue Qianqiu's Sky-splitting Sword Spirit. "You using a sword is an insult to it. Even if I can't kill you, I won't allow you to use a sword again!"

The sword light flashed and the Sword Spirit collapsed!

Ye Fei's sword directly cut Xue Qianqiu's Sword Spirit. From now on, Xue Qianqiu could use a sword, but he couldn't condense a Sword Spirit again! When he felt the Sky-splitting Sword Spirit shatter, Xue Qianqiu, who had just broken out of the ice, spat out a mouthful of blood more than ten meters away. His immense grief and anger caused him to faint before the Ghost Hand could even scratch a crack in his body.

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