Yang Fan really has a feeling of wanting to cry without tears, how could he be targeted by the old monster of the Lord of Iceland, the Thunderstorm Sword King is planted in the hands of the Lord of Iceland, this person's cultivation is thorough, it is not a difficulty for a strong person at the level of human immortals to suppress him or anything, he is called the first strong man under the human immortals in the endless sea, although there is a slight suspicion of exaggeration, but this person's cultivation is indeed terrifying, it is the level of the peak of scattered immortals, and his combat power is through the mysteries, which can be called against the sky.

Yang Fan fled frantically, only hoping that the Lord of Iceland would let him go because of his pursuit of the origin of the Heavenly Dao.

In fact, Yang Fan is different.

The Lord of Iceland himself had already obtained several Heavenly Dao Origins, which was basically enough, and now he wanted to catch Yang Fan even more.

Even if he can't get the Heavenly Dao Origin, between grabbing Yang Fan and the Heavenly Dao Origin, the Lord of Iceland will choose to capture Yang Fan without hesitation.

Because people who know Yang Fan clearly know how much potential Yang Fan has and how many treasures he has.

The main reasons why the Lord of Iceland will not let Yang Fan go are: First, Yang Fan helped the Snow Clan deal with the Ice Clan. Two: Yang Fan's three thousand avenues, all kinds of treasures, etc., have a fatal allure for the Lord of Iceland. Three: Since I have a grudge with this kid before, I definitely have no reason to let this kid go, otherwise once this kid grows up, the threat will be too great.

Therefore, the Lord of Iceland came after Yang Fan, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cold expression, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

As a superpowerhouse, there has never been a young man who has made the Lord of Iceland so excited.

"Boy, you can't escape," came the cold voice of the Lord of Iceland.

Hearing this, Yang Fan's face became very pale, it seems that this bastard really decided that he would not let go.

Yang Fan licked his lips, "That's not necessarily"!

"Hmph, the last time you were allowed to escape, it was because of the delay in the matter of the Thunderstorm Sword King, this time, you don't have any chance" The Lord of Iceland's face was full of disdain.

"You're embarrassed to mention the Thunderstorm Knife King, you're too shameless, hehe, you're the strongest person under the immortals, it's really ridiculous, the Thunderstorm Knife King defeated you at the beginning, and never asked for your dog's life, but you sneaked up on the Thunderstorm Knife King, making him your slave, and spreading it, I don't know if you will become the Lord of Iceland if you will become a rat that everyone shouts and beats"

Yang Fan sneered.

The face of the Lord of Iceland suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he sneered, "The one who wins the king and loses, and the one who wins in the end is the real victory, as long as you can survive, what does it matter what the means? You are still too young, you can't understand many things, you are an idealist, of course, if you want to spread this matter, there is no possibility now, because you can't escape from the hands of this seat at all."

The Lord of Iceland had a sinister smile on his face.

Sou.

His speed suddenly increased and he chased after Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's face changed greatly, he gritted his teeth and ran wildly, shuttling through parallel space, wanting to escape, but the cultivation of the Lord of Iceland was too strong, Yang Fan's methods were ridiculous in the eyes of the Lord of Iceland, and they were all vulnerable, he slapped his palm towards the void, and a loud sound that shook the earth was transmitted, and the Lord of Iceland shook Yang Fan out, and the strong force exploded in his body, Yang Fan's face looked very pale, and he couldn't help coughing up a blood.

"Boy, you run, you keep running" The Lord of Iceland's face was full of sneers and disdain, and he looked at Yang Fan as if a hunter was looking at his prey that had fallen into his trap.

Yang Fan's face was very ugly, and now he was shocked out, even if he was a means to the sky, it was difficult to compete with the Lord of Iceland, and it was even more difficult to escape from his hands than to ascend to the sky, could it be that today he was really going to die in the hands of the Lord of Iceland, just when Yang Fan was anxious and almost desperate, he suddenly felt a faint fluctuation in the depths of the treasure swallowing jar, and the fluctuation seemed to be afraid of being sensed by the Lord of Iceland, so he did not have an in-depth communication with Yang Fan, but even so, Yang Fan was already very happy, and he saw the hope of escaping。

"Boy, I have to say, among all the young people, the owner of this island admires you the most, the ancient Tianjiao is like a carp crossing the river, but it is difficult for Tianjiao to grow up without a strong force as the backing, and he was strangled halfway, and you, there is nothing behind you, there is no strong force, and there is no need for a prominent background, but you can set off a storm everywhere, Kyushu, today's endless sea, if you can grow up, it is really amazing, but, everything is going to end, from today on, there is no such person as you in this world”！

The Lord of Iceland's voice fell, and reached out with a big hand to grab Yang Fan, with Yang Fan's cultivation, there was naturally no way to resist the attack of the Lord of Iceland, with a click, the big hand grabbed Yang Fan's neck.

The Lord of Iceland looked at Yang Fan with a gloomy face, "Boy, what are your last words before you die?"

"Do you have a daughter?" Yang Fan was choked by the neck, his face flushed, but he asked such a sentence in a ghostly way.

The Lord of Iceland was also stunned, obviously not understanding what Yang Fan meant.

He nodded and said, "Yes."

"I'm drafting my daughter," Yang Fan scolded.

The lord of Iceland came back to his senses at this time, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent, "Boy, you dare to ridicule the owner of this island, you are really looking for death, the owner of this island has ten million ways to make your life worse than death"

"Hehe, if you want to die, it's also together" Yang Fan sneered.

Seeing Yang Fan's expression, the Lord of Iceland's brows jumped suddenly.

Rumble.

At this time, a treasure flew out of Yang Fan's body.

Heavy Weapon: Sword of the Archangel.

This is what he got after he killed Hebrew, and he had another chance to use it.

The power of this thing fully exploded, which is equivalent to the attack of the ancestral weapon.

"Not good" Seeing the sword of the archangel flying out, the Lord of Iceland's face suddenly changed greatly, and his body quickly exploded.

But it's already a step too late.

"Burst" Yang Fan burst out, in order to release the power of this archangel sword to the maximum, he directly detonated the archangel sword.

At the moment of detonating the Archangel Sword, he fled directly outside, and the Archangel Sword exploded directly with a bang.

Endless energy swept through the heavens and the earth, drowning the Lord of Iceland in it.

Yang Fan stood in the distance and looked at the center of the explosion, he was also dumbfounded, the void was blown open, and thousands of sword qi swept across the world.

"It's dead, it's supposed to be dead, right? A heavy weapon blew itself up, and it can't kill you?"

"Ahh

Sou!

At this moment, a bloody light rushed out, and the Lord of Iceland rushed out of the center of the explosion covered in blood.

Half of his body was drenched in blood, and one arm was directly blown off, and his image can be described as extremely miserable.

But this guy's cultivation is too strong, and he hasn't hung up even after receiving such a serious injury.

"Ah, little brute, you little brute, my lord of Iceland, the strongest man in the world, almost carried into the hands of your little brute today, my arm, my arm, was blown off"

The Lord of Iceland roared with rage.

He is not like Yang Fan, he is an indestructible battle body, he can be reborn even if his arm is broken, and he has not cultivated the magic power of Phoenix Nirvana, so it is naturally impossible to regenerate his arm.

He was missing an arm, and it would be very difficult for him to move forward again in the future.

Hatred, murder, and anger are intertwined.

The murderous intent in the heart of the Lord of Iceland is like a river flooding.

He rushed towards Yang Fan and slammed Yang Fan with one palm.

"Boom!" That palm was simply earth-shattering, shattering the void, and wanted to kill Yang Fan directly.

Facing the attack of the Lord of Iceland, Yang Fan's body was almost unable to move.

But at the last moment, a strong wave was transmitted from the depths of the treasure swallowing jar.

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