Chapter 1283: Stepping through the sky and marching across the world!

"How is this... possible?!"

Looking at the three thousand small worlds that were constantly shattering, the Witch King's pupils suddenly contracted, his mouth widened, and he could swallow a duck egg. His face showed a ghostly expression, and his heart was filled with huge waves, and he was shocked.

You know, at this moment, he used the secret technique and obtained the blessing of the ancestor witch Emperor Jiang, which is equivalent to an ancient ancestor witch descending to the earth and possessing the ability to manipulate space.

In his opinion, even if Ye Nantian becomes the realm of the earthly immortal, he cannot be his opponent.

Unexpectedly, Ye Nantian's shot contained the power of the law. It was no longer a move in the mortal world, but was sublimated into a kind of paradise of heaven and earth, just like the sunset and the moon rises, and the four seasons change.

The gun tip contains Ye Nantian's will, which is invincible, invincible and unstoppable!

Even the supreme god cannot escape the judgment of this shot.

"Spit!"

Finally, the Pojun gun tore apart a total of three thousand small worlds.

At this moment, there was no obstacle between the Witch King and Ye Nantian and returned to the same sky.

The Pojun gun continued to move forward, and the tip of the gun was shining with a dazzling cold light, just like the bright stars in the night, carrying the power of killing gods and killing immortals, stabbing the witch king's throat.

In an instant, the Witch King was silent, his whole body tensed, feeling the threat of death close at hand, and did not dare to neglect at all, shouting:

"The law of space - instant movement!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Witch King's body disappeared out of thin air, causing the Pojun gun in Ye Nantian to penetrate into nothing.

A few seconds later, he appeared ghostly in the sky a thousand meters away.

Even Ye Fan did not see the Witch King's movements clearly, and could not feel his breath. He seemed to have suddenly evaporated from the world.

This instantaneous movement of magical power is not a light skill, but an application of the laws of space, which transmits one's body to other locations between lightning and fire.

The Witch King also relied on the power of the ancestor Witch Emperor Jiang to perform such secret techniques.

"Ye Nantian, your strength is beyond my expectations, but I can cross the dimensional space. No matter how powerful your marksmanship is, it will not hurt me at all! If you retreat, I will no longer pursue your past sins!" The Witch King persuaded.

"Hmph! Who said I can't hurt you? Take me another shot!"

Ye Nantian held the Pojun gun tightly in his left hand, and the man and gun were united, giving people a feeling of impeccableness.

With one shot in my hand, I have it all in the world!

Taking Ye Nantian's body as the center, an indescribable powerful aura burst out, as if a random blow could open up the world.

Even the disciples of the witch sect around were deeply shocked by this aura and instinctively wanted to worship and bow down to surrender.

"See!"

The next moment, Ye Nantian finally stabbed the shot. The speed was not very fast, nor did he have the power of overwhelming seas. However, he felt as heavy as billions of pounds. The air around him seemed to have become extremely solidified and heavy.

Being shrouded by gunfire, even a strong warrior will become very difficult to move, let alone fly, let alone fly.

...

"not good!"

Seeing this scene, the Witch King's face changed drastically, his scalp became numb, and his vest was completely soaked in cold sweat.

He could feel that his aura was completely locked by this gun, and the sky was vast and the earth was vast and there was nowhere to hide.

Even if he escapes to the Nine Heavens Profound Realm or the Nine Nether Hell, this shot will follow like a bone-attached gangrene, and will never give up until he achieves his goal.

"No! I am the Witch King of the Witch Sect, possessed by the ancestor witch, and I am invincible in the world! I don't believe you can defeat me!"

The Witch King let out a hysterical roar. The Dijiang divine beast that was hundreds of feet high in the air suddenly flew to him and merged with him. His physical strength was also rising steadily, comparable to the ancient ancestor witch, and extremely powerful.

"boom!"

Immediately, the Pojun spear finally hit the Witch King's left chest, which contained the power of countless laws.

No matter how powerful the defense is, it seems redundant in front of this shot.

"Thorn!"

The Dijiang divine beast was instantly annihilated by the gun tip and turned into invisible.

Then the spear penetrated the Witch King's left chest and penetrated his heart!

"Crazy..."

The bright red blood surging out like a fountain, instantly dyeing the luxurious clothes red.

The supreme witch king in the hearts of millions of people in Miaojiang was stabbed to his heart at this moment.

For a moment, many witch sect masters around him were dumbfounded and as stupid as a wooden chicken, unable to believe their eyes.

Such a bloody picture in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact on them.

The Witch King... was defeated!

And it was a complete defeat and powerless!

Ye Nantian shot one by one, as if the god of war came to the world.

What is invincibility?

This is invincible!

...

Suddenly, Ye Nantian shook his wrist and swept his spear across. The Witch King's body was thrown to fly a hundred meters and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Ahem...Ahem...Ahem..."

The Witch King squirted blood wildly, his eyes were dull and his breath was decaying.

If it is an ordinary person, his heart is pierced, he may die suddenly.

However, the Witch King was originally a strong man at the peak of the heavenly throne, and with the remaining divine power of Emperor Jiang, it was enough to maintain his vitality.

If Ye Nantian does not kill all the people, he still has the possibility of survival and can use various secret techniques to maintain his vitality, but that will only last forever and cannot recover his strength at all, and it is no different from a useless person.

"Ping!Ping!Ping!"

At this time, Ye Nantian took a step forward and walked towards him with great strides. Although his steps were not loud, they seemed particularly abrupt in the silence, like the sound of spring thunder.

For a moment, many masters of the witch sect seemed to have been petrified, standing still motionless, and did not dare to stop them.

Soon, Ye Nantian walked to the Witch King, swept the spear and pointed it at his throat, and the murderous intent suddenly broke out, as if he was about to kill the next moment.

"Wait! I surrender!"

The Witch King immediately begs for mercy and said, "Ye Nantian, your magical power is great, our Witch Sect is not an opponent. You have won this life and death challenge. From now on, you will be honored as your honor! The weapon you fell in the Witch Palace was in the old place, so go and take it away!"

At this moment, the Witch King was like fish on a chopping board, and had no bargaining qualifications at all and could only be slaughtered.

"Since that's the case, I will save your life today!"

Ye Nantian took back the Pojun spear and walked towards the inside of the Witch Palace with great strides, while Ye Fan followed closely behind.

Looking at the backs of the father and son of the Ye family, the eyes of the Witch King and many Witch Masters were filled with fear and fear.

...

The area inside the Witch Palace is very large, with the walls, floors and ceilings made of pure gold, which shows its luxury.

Ye Nantian was familiar with the road and knew the terrain inside. He soon arrived at a square deepest in the Witch Palace.

This square was originally the place where Wu Sect disciples practiced their skills, but now it was broken walls and the ground was bumpy. It must have been the place where Ye Nantian and many Wu Sect masters fought for life and death eighteen years ago.

Despite so many years, there are still many strong auras left in the square, revealing the horror of the war back then.

Ye Nantian walked in the square, as if he was recalling the years of golden swords and iron horses flying with blood. A sigh appeared on his face and muttered to himself:

"Old guy, how many years have you been with me? At the beginning, I was just an ordinary warrior. It was you who witnessed my growth and it was you who accompanied me to the top of martial arts!"

"It's a pity... In the battle eighteen years ago, I not only cut off my arm, but also my dantian was destroyed and I became a useless person. From then on, I was depressed and I couldn't recover! I was not worthy of having you at all!"

"but--"

Speaking of this, a sudden burst of fighting spirit in Ye Nantian broke out from his body, soaring into the sky, covering the entire witch palace.

Although his right sleeves were still empty, they were more majestic and straighter than any healthy person.

"Old guy, I'm back now! Ye Nantian, the Chinese war god back then, has come back! The hatred of that year has not yet been avenged, and the hatred of that year has not yet been settled, how can I grow old so easily? I am ambition to eat the meat of the barbarians, laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns, wait for the beginning to clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!"

Ye Nantian's voice became louder and louder, echoing in the witch palace like thunder:

"Old guy, I'm back! You're willing to join me again to break the sky and spread the world!"
Chapter completed!