NOVEL NEXT Chapter 220
The sky was full of stars, and the sky was full of stars.
Yun Zhonghe came with a huge starlight in his hand, as if he was picking stars with his hand. With one punch, the terrifying starlight exploded directly and swept the whole world in an instant!
The starlight spread out from the sky, like an exploding mushroom cloud, completely dividing the whole world.
Chi chi chi!
In the starry sky, a soul-shattering beam of light met Ning Fan and killed him.
Everything was shattered under this beam of light, and even the void in front of Ning Fan was distorted and almost collapsed.
And Ning Fan faced such an unparalleled magical power, without any nonsense, and slashed it with a knife!
The knife light was like a raging wind and fire, like a violent thunder and raging waves.
From the bottom to the top, it suddenly rose up!
Like a crescent moon, there was nothing fancy at all, nor did it burst out with much power, it was pure and simple to the extreme.
“Kill!!!”
At this moment, Yun Zhonghe and Ning Fan shouted angrily together!
It was like the roar of a demon god, wanting to destroy the world!
Boom!!!
The next second, the knife light collided with the starlight.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to fall into a state of stillness, and the two lights colliding in the air were still blooming with dazzling light!
They were flashing, boiling, and pouring out all their strength.
Boom!!!
Suddenly, a deafening sound exploded in the air, even the sky was shaking, and cracks appeared on the earth!
The entire Fengyun Gate was covered with gullies, which was so amazing.
Wow, then, the two lights that collided with each other exploded directly, sweeping in all directions at a crazy speed.
The whole world was completely shrouded in dazzling light. No one knew what the result of the two people’s attack was, even the Thirteenth Ancestor could not see it.
The Thirteenth Ancestor couldn’t help but tremble wildly at this moment. He actually smelled the breath of death. He felt that even he would die under Ning Fan’s knife!
No exaggeration!
He was even more terrified. How could Ning Fan, who was obviously only a fifth-level saint, burst out such a terrifying destructive combat power? This is impossible!
No one can cross the fourth level to challenge the ninth-level saint. Even in the ancient myths, there has never been even a little bit of it left.
Bang bang bang, when the light exploded, the 50,000 troops, 800 Great Snow Dragon Riders, and the 18 Yanyun Riders softened and fell to the ground together.
Their faces were pale, because the Martial God Technique had taken away too much of their strength, and for a moment they could not bear it and fell to the ground.
Gradually, the light slowly dissipated, and everyone stared with eyes wide open, not daring to close their eyes, and even not daring to breathe.
They wanted to know who won this attack!
When the light completely dissipated, everyone’s heart skipped a beat, and they looked at the scene in front of them with some panic.
Ning Fan knelt on one knee, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. His right hand was holding the Tianhuang Sword, supporting him from falling.
Yun Zhonghe stood in front of Ning Fan, looking down at Ning Fan.
His face was ruddy, and his eyes were shining.
“Ning Fan… lost after all!”
The thirteenth ancestor Yu Longpo closed his eyes in despair at this time.
The completely crazy Yun Zhonghe was something they could not resist at all. Ning Fan didn’t know what secret method he used to make the shocking attack just now!
But, it was always just external force!
Under the absolute power, it seemed too weak and vulnerable.
At this time, Yun Zhonghe stood in front of Ning Fan. It was impossible for the Thirteenth Patriarch to save him. The distance was too short. If he dared to make a move, Yun Zhonghe would definitely smash Ning Fan to pieces with a slap.
“Why is it like this!”
Yun Zhonghe took a deep breath and looked at Ning Fan with a ferocious look.
Ning Fan, who was kneeling on one knee, raised his head and smiled. He struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shook his head with a chuckle.
“No reason.”
“Existence is reasonable!”
Ning Fan’s words made Yun Zhonghe laugh contemptuously.
He turned around and walked away, walking very slowly, and the direction was exactly the ruins of the previous hall.
“Why am I a little confused?”
The Thirteenth Patriarch was at a loss. He couldn’t understand it. Ning Fan was kneeling on the ground and Yun Zhonghe was standing, but why didn’t Yun Zhonghe kill Ning Fan but walked away?
What does this mean!
“No… Ning Fan, why did he let you go?” Long Po rushed to Ning Fan’s side and asked carefully, her eyes never leaving Yun Zhonghe.
Ning Fan’s pupils condensed slightly: “Is it so hard?
”
Ning Fan was muttering, even doubting himself.
At the same time, Yun Zhonghe came to the ruins of the hall. He turned around and looked at Ning Fan. His eyes were calm at this moment.
He sat on the ruins and grinned: “In this world, there is no bullshit existence that is reasonable, but this time, you won!”
“Thank you for giving me a chance and not attacking me from behind, so that I can walk to the hall with peace of mind.”
“Here… is where I grew up!”
“Where I came from is also where I will go! ”
Yun Zhonghe said slowly.
At the moment of speaking, a blood line suddenly appeared on his body, from forehead to toes, this blood line directly penetrated his whole body.
Hiss!!!
The Thirteenth Patriarch and Long Po almost jumped up, they stared at Yun Zhonghe with wide eyes, and looked at him in horror, and then turned back to look at Ning Fan.
Ning Fan won!!!
“Too greedy, or too greedy, otherwise, how could this Fengyun Sect be destroyed in my hands, I’m sorry to my master, sorry to all the predecessors of Fengyun Sect!”
Yun Zhonghe’s expression suddenly changed, and he actually cried with his head in his hands.
The powerful Ninth Grand Saint was like a child at this moment, as if he had lost his most beloved toy, and tears rolled down his eyes.
“Ning Fan, before I die, I beg you for one thing, don’t kill my thousands of disciples! ”
Yun Zhonghe wiped the tears from his eyes and begged.
Ning Fan, who was not far away, was indifferent.
Don’t kill?
Why not!
“Disciples of Fengyun Sect, listen to my orders!”
Yun Zhonghe took a deep breath, as if he had mustered all his strength, and shouted loudly.
Boom boom boom.
The thousands of disciples who were still alive knelt on the ground one after another. Their eyes had already turned red, and some were even crying, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
“I want you to swear a great oath one by one, and from now on, you will serve Ning Fan. If you have any second thoughts, you will be punished by heaven and earth, and your soul will be destroyed! ! ! ”
Yun Zhonghe roared, and a second blood line appeared on his body.
“Ancestor! ! ! ”
Everyone knelt on the ground and wept.
“Swear! ! ! ! ”
Yun Zhonghe spurted out a mouthful of black blood, and roared with bloodshot eyes.
The third blood line appeared on his body.
Then, the fourth and fifth…his vitality was also rapidly dissipating.
The disciples kneeling on the ground also began to swear at this moment, one after another.
“The fire of Fengyun Sect…cannot be extinguished!”
Yun Zhonghe smiled with relief when he saw this scene.
His eyes slowly closed at this moment.