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Chapter 184 A write-off, are you satisfied?

“The Burning Sun Sword Has Appeared!”

“It seems that Master Ye Qingyu is going to be serious.”

“In Master Ye’s grade, it’s good that Ordinary Tianjiao can comprehend the meaning of the sword, but Brother Ye has cultivated it to Xiaocheng, so why did Ye Han compete with Brother Ye?”

“Then again, Ye Han can fight with Master Ye to this point, and he is not weak.”

“Under this move, even if the Xuanyang Saint Son comes, he must be careful to deal with it, let alone a Ye Han?” If nothing else, he could die under this sword!”

“It’s hard to say, after all, Ye Han is the core disciple of the Xuanyang Holy Land, and it is better not to kill or not to kill.”

“What about the Xuanyang Holy Land?” This is the territory of the Jinyang Sect, and it is also the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a Sacred Land of Xuanyang that has not yet reached the point of covering the sky with one hand.

Besides, it was obviously Ye Han who provoked him, first severely injuring a sister, and then smashing our mountain gate, and killing him is not exaggerated at all.”

The disciples of the JinYang Sect were all excited, and their mouths were full of discussion.

Everyone had a look of anticipation on their faces.

Since Ye Qingyu had comprehended the Spirit of the Burning Sun Sword, it was the first time they had used it today, and they wanted to know how powerful this move really was.

“Victory or defeat is decided!”

Some elders of the Jin Yang Sect also had a smile on their faces.

This move, even if it is some relatively weak life and death realm strong, must also be careful to deal with, let alone a core disciple of the Xuanyang Holy Land?

No surprise.

Today’s battle is the beginning of Ye Qingyu’s rise.

Meantime.

The entire Jinyang Sect can also follow the fame.

“Xiao Chengjian yi?”

Ye Han stood with his gun in his hand, and the cold lightning in his eyes rumbled, and a thunder appeared out of thin air, followed by a dense thunder light falling.

Every thunderbolt is like a sharp gun, piercing through the clouds, and can easily penetrate a mountain.

This is not a natural disaster.

Rather, it is a kind of gun intention, which has been strong to the extreme, which can cause the heavens and the earth to change color, so that everyone present has retreated out again.

“This is….. Dacheng gun intention?”

An elder of the Jinyang Sect, his face changed drastically.

The calm expression just now was swept away, and the whole person seemed to have seen something incredible.

At the age of Ye Qingyu and Ye Han, they had already surpassed ninety percent of the geniuses who could comprehend the artistic realm, and if they could cultivate it to Xiao Cheng.

That’s a handful of geniuses at the top.

But now.

Ye Han showed dacheng gun intentions, and this shot made everyone confused.

Is this really something that the Divine Realm can do?

You know, some of the Divine Palace Realm strongmen, their understanding of the artistic realm, that is, Dacheng is just that, but Ye Han has done it in the Divine Realm.

When he reaches the Divine Palace Realm, what should he see?” Zhang “”

A loud drink.

Ye Han’s body was boiling with energy, and the spear in his hand drew thousands of thunderbolts, converging on the blade of the gun, like a thunder god descending into the world, with countless thunder rays, towards Ye Qingyu to kill the past.

This scene is too terrifying.

Every cultivator has a natural fear of thunder, even if he is strong in the realm of life and death who has survived the Heavenly Disaster.

Now.

Ye Qingyu’s face changed, countless thunderbolts enveloped him, and the breath of destruction, like a knife scraping his bones, made him feel a huge pressure, and his whole body was about to crack.

“How can that be?”

Ye Qingyu, who was still in a light wind just now, could no longer maintain his composure, he had thought that he would be able to use Xiao Cheng’s Burning Sun Sword Intention to win the victory.

But who would have thought.

Ye Han had already comprehended Dacheng’s gun intentions? And.

The gun intention contains thunder, this artistic conception, than his Blazing Sun Sword Meaning, I don’t know how much smarter.

“I don’t believe that a piece of waste from three years ago can override me in a short period of time!”

Ye Qingyu’s face turned sinister.

He revealed his true face, roared, and slashed out a sword in the air, and the blazing sun behind him rose against the sky with a blazing light.

“Boom!”

The violent collision shook out the aftermath of the horror, and within a hundred miles, the mountains collapsed, and one mountain after another was blown up.

Time.

Rocks pierced through the clouds, and smoke filled the sky.

This is a blow from the tip of the needle to Mai Mang, although Ye Han’s artistic conception is more powerful, but Ye Qingyu wins in strength is higher, and it is difficult for someone to say accurately, who wins and who loses.

“Poof!”

Then.

A splash of bright red blood blooms.

In the smoke, a broken figure flew out backwards, and he drew an arc in the sky, and under the eyes of countless people, he fell into a piece of rubble with a bang.

“Ye Qingyu has lost!”

Someone exclaimed.

This surprised many people, especially the elders of the Jinyang Sect and the disciples.

In their hearts, Ye Qingyu was a being of the same rank as Li Xun of the Xuanyang Holy Land, but now he was defeated at the hands of a lonely and nameless Ye Han.

This is tantamount to crushing all their original fantasies mercilessly.

“Die!”

A loud drink.

Ye Han held a spear in his hand, volleying to kill, the endless killing qi swept away like a tide, he smashed out with one shot, the wind and clouds moved in unison, and the heavens and the earth lost color.

If such a shot falls.

Ye Qingyu was afraid that it would be extinguished in an instant.

Just when some Jinyang Sect disciples exhaled in surprise, several figures, the second hair came first, blocked in front of Ye Qingyu, and an elder took out the Elixir and fed Ye Qingyu to take it.

And the other elders, at the same time, shot at the same time.

“Boom!”

Several strong people in the realm of life and death shot at the same time, the momentum was very terrifying, like a great wave, making this heaven and earth vast, and it could be faintly seen that Ye Han’s body, like a straw, was thrown out.

“Boom!”

Ye Han crashed into a mountain, his body was half kneeling on the ground, he slammed the gun to the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and stained the ground under his feet red.

He was only in the early stage of the Divine Realm, although he had the strength to cross the level of a battle, but it also depended on the object.

If you face a life-and-death situation, you can still barely fight.

But a few people who are alive and dead.

He’s got a lot of chances.

Just now those few life and death realm strong people shot together, almost at the first time, they completely hit him hard, and now his bones seem to be shattered.

Mo said that if you continue to shoot, even if you stand up, it will be very difficult.

“Didn’t die?”

An Elder of the Golden Yang Sect was astonished.

At the same time of surprise, his heart was also relieved, Ye Han was a core disciple of xuanyang holy land, if he was really killed by himself and others.

When the Xuanyang Holy Land was questioned, he and others could not escape the disaster.

Now that Ye Han is not dead, it is also a blessing in misfortune.

“In today’s test, you won, we Jin Yang Sect conceded defeat, and everything in the past was written off, are you satisfied?”

An Elder of the Jinyang Sect looked at Ye Han and said in a cold voice.

When this sentence was uttered, it was equivalent to their own admission that the future hope of the Jinyang Sect was not as good as that of a core disciple of the Xuanyang Sacred Land, and in disguise, it was also the face of the Jinyang Sect.

In the eyes of all the Elders of the Jinyang Sect, as long as Ye Han was an interesting person, he should borrow a donkey and turn over all the things in the past.

But to everyone’s surprise.

Ye Han stood up tremblingly, he reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed with cold killing intent, and he said in a deep voice:

“It’s not a contest!”

“It’s revenge!”

“The revenge of killing the father, do not wear the heavens together, Ye Qingyu must die today!”