In the void, Xia Fan's body was pulled straight, with his hands, feet, and head.

His pants were wet, his face was no longer bloody. He closed his eyes and begged, "I know I was wrong."

In Qingzhou City, he saw Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu for the first time on the shore of Qingzhou Lake. At that time, in his eyes, the young Ye Futian was just a small character who could be kneaded at will. In Tian Yao Mountain, he regarded Ye Futian's life as a toy, but now Ye Futian is executing him.

Looking at Xia Fan's miserable situation, Ye Futian's face was cold without a trace of pity.

The vine began to pull with force.

"Ah..." Xia Fan roared wildly, but with only one sound, there was a bloody rain in the void. Ye Futian didn't go to see it, turned around and hugged Hua Jieyu's body, which was facing Hua Jieyu's body, then walked towards Nandou Wenyin and Tang Lan, and spoke, "Let's go back to Qinyuan."

The tremor in his body had stopped, and the emperor-like figure gradually became illusory. The light released on his body gradually dimmed. Ye Futian put away his soul. Now he didn't want anything else, he just thought about one thing and survived.

This life was exchanged for by Master Gong's life, and it was won by Yi Xiang and Xianhe for him. He must live.

"Let's go." Tang Lan nodded. She had many questions now, but she knew that it was not the time to ask. The group of people flew directly into the air and rushed towards Qinyuan as fast as possible.

Shortly after Ye Futian and his friends left, they saw a group of figures coming quickly towards the open space in the distance. The leaders were Xia Feng, the lord of the Donghai Prefecture, and Han Mo, the deputy lord of the Ziwei Palace. Behind them, there were several powerful men from the Nandou family.

Xia Feng's face turned pale when he saw the corpses all over the ground. This was his Donghai Mansion, how could this happen?

How could Nandou Wenyin have this kind of strength?

Where is his son Xia Fan?

Xia Feng looked at the corpses, but could not find Xia Fan. Finally, his eyes fell on a head and his heart twitched violently.

He walked over there step by step with his trembling body. Looking at his extremely frightened face, an extremely violent sword intent erupted from Xia Feng's entire body.

Han Mo and some people from the Nandou family were also stunned. How could this happen?

There is no suspense in such a lineup that kills Nandou Wenyin and Ye Futian. Could it be that there are other people who take action?

"Brother Xia, Jie Ai, the most important thing now is to kill the murderer and avenge Xia Nephew." Han Mo whispered, with a bloodthirsty cold light in Xia Feng's eyes. He endured the pain and felt the fluctuations in the void, and said, "The fluctuations of the spiritual energy have not completely dissipated. They should have just walked far. They will definitely go back to Qinyuan and chase after him."

Han Mo's eyes flashed, and he understood that Xia Feng's analysis was reasonable.

"Okay, I must let them pay their blood debts." Han Mo said.

"If you meet someone, kill you without mercy. I will kill them all." Xia Feng's voice seemed to come from hell, and it was biting cold, making people feel the chill when they heard it.

After the words came, Xia Feng's body trembled and he soared into the air with his sword as fast as lightning, turning into a sword shadow.

"Buzz..." Suddenly, a violent sonic boom sound came from a distance, and the void seemed to be about to explode. I saw a golden light coming from above the sky. The terrible speed was extremely fast and I couldn't see clearly what it was. It was too fast, so fast that I could surpass their perception.

"Be careful." Han Mo shouted loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light from the sky fell from the sky.

"Boom!" An extremely violent roar came out, and the earth burst open. Then, under the shocked gaze of Han Mo and others, Xia Feng, who had just soared into the air, had a golden spear inserted into his body.

The spear directly pierced his body and nailed him to the ground from the air. It was as powerful as Xia Feng, and he didn't even know who was attacking him.

"Gulong..." Xia Feng's eyes widened, and blood was constantly spitting out of his mouth, and he was nailed there motionlessly, his hands were still trembling. At this time, he did not have hatred, only endless pain and despair.

Han Mo and the people from the Nandou family were trembling wildly. What's going on?

Not far ahead, a figure seemed to be walking slowly. He seemed to be very slow, but in a blink of an eye it appeared in everyone's vision and got closer and closer.

This is a white-haired old man. He was hunched over and looked very old. He carried his hands on his back and walked to everyone step by step to stop. Seeing the old man, Han Mo and the others were trembling one by one, trembling because of fear. Was this old man done it?

"Who do you want to destroy the whole family?" The old man slowly raised his head and looked at Xia Feng and Han Mo with a turbid gaze.

"Who are senior?" Han Mo's voice trembled slightly.

"Me?" The old man looked up at Han Mo, and then a terrifying storm swept across the space. The storm contained a terrible dark golden luster, raging in the space, rolling towards Han Mo and his body.

"Escape." Han Mo roared, and his body soared into the air to escape, but he saw a dark golden storm turning into a black hole that devoured everything, directly swept their bodies into the storm. The entire space was completely rioted, and the black hole storm involved Han Mo and the people of the Nandou family.

"Who is senior, why is this?" asked the Nandou family.

The old man was still standing there quietly, as if he didn't move. He glanced at the people of the Nandou family and said calmly: "The person you are chasing is my young master."

The people of the Nandou family showed a deep affection in horror on their faces, and they shook their heads and said, "This is impossible."

Ye Futian has such a life experience, why did he travel around Donghai City alone, join Donghai Academy, and learn arts with the Qin Magic?

He has such a life experience, why did he break into the Nandou family alone?

Han Mo suddenly remembered that Ye Futian had spoken to the sky in the Nandou family. Everyone was puzzled at that time, but at this moment, his heart trembled wildly, and he knew that the old man's words might be true.

"Senior, we are just executing the king's order and do not really want to deal with Ye Futian. Please forgive me for your crime." Han Mo was a little desperate. If he knew that there was such a terrifying person to protect Ye Futian, he would not have participated in this matter even if he died.

"King's Destiny? What is that?" The old man looked at Han Mo. Han Mo felt vaguely that the unattainable king in his eyes seemed to be nothing in the old man's eyes.

"Disobeying the king's order, my young master is chased. Then what crime should you say, killing my young master?" The old man continued, Han Mo's face was pale. Resisting the king's order was a death sentence. If Ye Futian's life experience was more noble than that of the king of the Nandou Kingdom, what would it be for them to chase Ye Futian?

Can't escape death!

"Can I make me die?" Han Mo was a little desperate.

"Okay." The old man nodded and said, "My young master, he is..."

After the old man said that Xia Feng, Han Mo and the powerful men of the Nandou family who were nailed there seemed to have heard something incredible.

"This is impossible." A strong man from the Nandou family roared wildly, how could this be possible? How could this be possible?

Who did their Nandou family reject?

They don't want to believe it is true.

"You can die." The terrible storm continued to erode their bodies. The big men of the East China Sea Mansion had no resistance, and their bodies turned into nothingness bit by bit. The same was true for Xia Feng who was nailed there, and the spear turned into spiritual energy and disappeared.

"Since that's the case, why don't you take action in the Nandou family?" Han Mo roared.

The old man slowly looked up, looked at the sky, and a solemn voice came out of his mouth.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear the weight!"

As soon as the words came, the storm annihilated everything. Han Mo, Xia Feng and a group of powerful men from the Nandou family were destroyed, with no bones left, and completely turned into dust in the world.

The old man turned around, knelt down in the direction where Ye Futian left, crawled on the ground, and buried his head on the ground. It was indeed the Nandou family he asked Ye Futian to go to. How could his woman let others get involved?

But he didn't take action unless Ye Futian would really die. If Xia Feng and the others hadn't caught up with Ye Futian, he would still not have appeared.

He knew that some people died and some were injured.

But what is this sacrifice?

On the road to the emperor, he needs to understand what courage, responsibility, hardship, pain, and even despair are. He needs to understand that no one can rely on except himself. To control everything, he must have absolute power.

Even if Ye Futian hates him in the future, he will have no regrets and sins. He will bear the sins.

All this is because he has a mission.

Ten thousand years of the Shenzhou calendar are about to pass, and he should grow up.

He believed that one day, the boy would become the most dazzling existence in the Eastern China, unparalleled because he was their son.

He slowly stood up, and the old man flashed and disappeared directly, as if he had never appeared before.

Shortly after he left, a group of people came here and looked at the corpses on the ground with a look of confusion. They had seen someone coming here before, and then the space seemed to be filled with a layer of gray mist, blocking their sight, and they couldn't see clearly what was happening here.

What kind of battle broke out here? Who are these dead people?

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In the Nandou family, a group of powerful men have arrived.

The person in charge is the left prime minister.

When Zuo Xiang saw the mess of the banquet at the Nandou Family, his face looked a little embarrassed. There were still some people here. Zuo Xiang looked at them and asked coldly: "What happened? Where did Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu?"

People from the Nandou family already knew who the visitor was, and someone bowed and said, "Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu disobeyed the king's order, and Hua Xiang and I Nandou family are chasing them."

Zuo Xiang's heart skipped a beat. After all, was he still one step late?

"Are they injured?" Zuo Xiang asked again.

"Ye Futian was not seriously injured, Hua Jieyu threatened to commit suicide, and his injuries should be not light." Someone replied again. After hearing his words, Zuo Xiang knew that everything was irreversible. He looked up at the sky and then laughed: "I tried to change my fate, but unfortunately, it was a waste in the end."

He planned for Emperor Luo, but his heart was unpredictable. He had previously made a fortune for the Nandou Kingdom, and his fortune was declining and his country was unstable. After receiving the decree, he made another fortune before leaving, and blood was overwhelmed by the sky.
Chapter completed!