Along the way, some unwilling people were persuaded by Ling Tian, suppressing the fear of Ye Fan in their hearts, and attacked Ye Fan one after another.
Ling Tian was right, no matter how powerful Ye Fan was, he was still just a person. As long as they killed him, they would still have hope.
So at this moment, many people began to make desperate attempts and risk their lives.
Facing everyone's attacks, Ye Fan sneered.
Sure enough, greed is the original sin.
For the love in their hearts, they can fight with their lives.
However, in Ye Fan's eyes, the performance of these people is just a lack of people's hearts and a snake swallowing an elephant.
"It seems you haven't given up yet! Okay, let's wake you up completely! The Destruction of the Seven Forms of Wentian!" As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his hands into fists, and transferred all his strength to his fists...
At this moment, Ye Fan's fist had released a force of energy that wanted to break the sky with his fist.
Both fists were slowly pumped out.
The next moment, shadows of fists filled the sky and filled the square.
Before those who attacked him could react, the figures were already vomiting blood and being thrown away.
"Crack! Click!"
A series of crisp and terrifying bone-breaking sounds resounded densely.
Above the square, gravel and dust were flying.
The entire square seemed to shake under his attack.
Wait until the dust settles.
The other people in the square who had not done anything started to look up.
At some point, Ye Fan had landed on the last reception platform.
But around the reception platform, dozens of corpses lay scattered in random directions, and everyone's eyes were filled with unprecedented horror.
It was as if they saw something incredible before they died.
As for the Blood Yamen and others, they were lucky enough to survive because they were protected by an earth magic weapon.
However, because the Blood Yamen servant had been seriously injured before, and now he was hit again, his mouth and nose were already overflowing with blood.
At this moment, the Judgment Scepter also completely lost its luster and became very dim.
Because Shenwu Captou and Ling Tian were the first to bear the brunt, even though they were not killed on the spot, they suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and all their bones were almost broken by the fist shadows that filled the sky.
On the contrary, Wolf Yamen, because he had always stayed by Blood Yamen's side and did not directly participate in the battle, so he was hardly injured.
However, at this moment, he did not dare to move. Although the shadows of fists in the sky had dispersed, the indifferent light in Ye Fan's eyes made him feel cold in his heart.
"I didn't expect that even though I asked my father to bring me magic weapons, I still wouldn't be your opponent." Looking at the dim scepter of judgment in his hand, the Blood Yamen servant's face was full of ridicule: "It's my fault for showing off so much before."
The arrogance is really ridiculous!"
"If you can break through the realm of the Heavenly Lord and use the power of the Heavenly Lord to activate the power of the earth's magic weapons, you will definitely not be defeated so miserably..." Ye Fan still has some appreciation for the Blood Yamen servant.
Because even when he urged the magic soldiers to attack him, he still left some room and did not kill him.
For such a person who values friendship, if it weren't for his hostile stance, Ye Fan would really want to make friends with him.
However, his idea was just a thought.
Among the four members of the Blood Yamen team, there were several people he had to kill.
Whether it was Shenwu Capture or Ling Tian, these two people had murderous intentions in their hearts, so Ye Fan would never allow them to survive.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan no longer paid attention to the gloomy-faced Blood Yamen servant, but moved his gaze to the Shenwu arrester.
"If you want to kill, just kill. Even if I die here, you will not be able to escape the pursuit of Jianghu Yamen." The Shenwu arrester felt the murderous intention in Ye Fan's heart, but he did not have the slightest fear...
When people are in the martial arts world, they live a life of dancing on the edge of a knife.
People like him have already thought about their future fate, but they didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
Ye Fan's strength made him feel powerless.
Originally, with the ground magic soldiers on our side, we could sweep the field, but we didn't expect that we would fall into Ye Fan's hands in the end.
This was something he would never have thought of before.
Although Shenwu Captor still has the strength to fight at this time, he knows that facing a strong man like Ye Fan, even in his prime, he is not an enemy with ten moves.
So at this moment, he no longer had the heart to resist.
"Not only are you going to die, but Ling Tian is going to die too today, I will send you on your way first." Ye Fan stood on the reception platform, and he didn't see any movement. Just with a thought, the long sword on his back,
It turned into a stream of light and struck down on the head of Shenwu without mercy.
This person forced the Blood Yamen to attack him at that time. Naturally, he wanted to use the power of the human magic army to kill Ye Fan in one fell swoop.
For those who want their own lives, Ye Fan has always killed every one he saw.
Unexpectedly, just when his long sword hit the body of Shenwu Catcher, he unexpectedly regenerated.
A finger force suddenly shot from a receiving platform, knocking away Ye Fan's long sword in one fell swoop...
Ye Fan frowned and looked towards the reception desk.
"Master Ye, please be merciful. I have some connections with Jianghu Yamen, so I can't just sit back and watch the affairs of Jianghu Yamen. Today's matter should be stopped here. What do you think?"
On the other reception desk, a prince-like figure from a foreign country suddenly spoke for the people of Jianghu Yamen.
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked.
No one thought that this prince from a foreign empire would actually be related to people from Jianghu Yamen.
Could it be that this person is also from Jianghu Yamen?
Otherwise, why would you stand up for someone from Jianghu Yamen at this time?
When Ye Fan heard this, he was slightly startled, then frowned and said, "Who are you? What is your relationship with Jianghu Yamen?"
"Hey, I'm not talented, Tian is one of the four masters of the Jianghu Yamen, known as the Nine Palace Masters!" At this point, I saw him making a casual move, but heard a "咻!" sound, a flash of blood, and the blood
The scepter of judgment in the Yamen's hand suddenly appeared in his hand.
And the already dim scepter of judgment glowed brightly after falling into this man's hands, as if it had regained its vitality again.
At this moment, this earth magic weapon seemed to truly reveal its true power.
The blood snakes, like real spiritual snakes, circled around the Lord of the Ninth Palace.
The power of the blood snake now is many times more powerful than when the blood serpent was activated.
Moreover, Ye Fan clearly felt that the Lord of the Ninth Palace could not fully activate the power of the Judgment Scepter.
But even so, Bo, the Lord of the Ninth Palace, still gives people a feeling of being invincible.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan frowned slightly, but without hesitation, he nodded directly and said: "Okay, today I will sell you the Lord of the Ninth Palace to save face and stop making trouble with the people of Jianghu Yamen."
The strength of Ninth Palace Lord Bo is actually a bit unpredictable, far beyond that of Shenwu Capture.
If there was a real conflict with this person, even if Ye Fan could defeat him, he would still have to pay a heavy price. He might even have to take out his own heavenly weapons to completely eliminate this person.
And under such circumstances, it would obviously be a very stupid thing to fight with the Lord of the Ninth Palace and lose both sides because of such a thing.
Presumably the Lord of the Ninth Palace, Bo, also had the same scruples, otherwise, Ye Fan would not believe that the other party would plead with him like this.
If Bo, the Lord of the Ninth Palace, could absolutely defeat him, he would have already attacked him with magic weapons.
Sure enough, seeing Ye Fan nodding, Ninth Palace Master Bo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If it was not necessary, he really didn't want to face life and death with someone like Ye Fan. It would be best if the matter could be solved like this.
"Well, thank you little brother. I heard that you have a grudge against Master Shuqi's family. Hey, I am here to assure you that our Master Xingming and his family will never cause trouble for you."
Lord Ninth Palace Bo nodded slightly to Ye Fan and gave him a kind smile.
Then, he waved his hand casually, and the Judgment Scepter appeared again in the hands of the Blood Yamen servant, and said: "How did you, little guy, steal your father's earth magic weapon? You are really brave enough."
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Hearing this, the Blood Yamen officer glanced at Ling Tian, then looked at Bo, the Lord of the Nine Palaces, and said with some embarrassment: "Elder of the Nine Palaces, you won't tell my father about this, will you?"
"You kid, you are really fooling around. The Judgment Scepter is the symbol of the Jianghu Yamen. If it finds something unexpected on your hand, let's see if your father will spare you." The Lord of the Ninth Palace, Bo, glared fiercely.
The blood yamen officer glanced at Ye Fan and said with a smile: "The little guy is ignorant, little brother, don't be offended."
"Nothing." Ye Fan smiled softly, and with a casual move, the long sword floating in the void was sheathed again.
In this way, the last reception platform was officially declared to have fallen into Ye Fan's hands.
For Ye Fan to have an reception platform, everyone in the square looked at Ye Fan with only envy and nothing else.
The battle just now fully demonstrated Ye Fan's combat power.
A madman who can even knock away magic weapons, the powerful ones in the field cannot even think of becoming his enemy.
"Okay, since the reception platform already has an owner, please put the Shacheng Token in your hand into the activation slot to activate the reception platform." When he said this, Liu Zilong seemed to be looking at it intentionally or unintentionally.
He glanced at Ye Fan and secretly said:
"Here, there is another thing that you probably don't know, that is, the reception platform will automatically select the transfer location based on the number of people on it.
In other words, the more people there are, the shorter the teleportation distance will be. The smaller the number of people, the farther the teleportation distance will be. That’s it. It’s best not to let other people come up on your reception platform.
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The reason Liu Zilong said these words was naturally to remind Ye Fan that the smaller the number of people at the reception desk, the better.
Only in this way can it be possible to be directly transported to some core areas of ancient ruins.
If there are too many people on the reception platform, it is likely that they will just be teleported to the entrance of the ruins, or to the edge area...
In this way, if you want to break from the edge area to the core area, you still have to go through many difficulties and obstacles.
Ye Fan nodded, but didn't say anything.
It was hard to predict whether this trip to the ruins would be a disaster or a blessing. He originally planned to take a few Nan Yuechen and others on the journey.
Now that Liu Zilong said this, he gave up this idea.