Chapter 770: Forced Questioning

"It turns out that you got the Heavenly Sword, no wonder you are so arrogant, but I'm not afraid of you!"

Sensing the incomparably fierce aura on the Heavenly Sword, a trace of understanding appeared on Ye Meng's face, and his heart was extremely solemn.

Originally, with the Blood Demon Blade, he could still fight with Ye Fan, but now, he really has no advantage at all.

"Ye Fan, you can't kill him yet, we need to rely on him to find the Netherland!"

Seeing that the battle between the two was about to break out, the two girls suddenly came to Ye Fan's front and stretched out their hands to block it.

"He won't tell us!" Ye Fan said coldly, and at the same time, the strength of the Heavenly Sword had already begun to confide.

Ye Meng and him have long been enemies of each other, how can they do it by compromise?

"That's not okay, we still need to know my father's whereabouts, please!"

The two girls of Zixue hated Ye Meng very much, but they were afraid that he would die, so they could only intercede with Ye Fan at this moment.

Ye Fan was silent for a moment after hearing this, and the next moment he suddenly rose up and said, "I need to think about your request, and before I do that, let him suffer a little first." ”

"Brush!"

As soon as these words fell, a dazzling sword light had already been split out by Ye Fan, surging towards Ye Meng on the opposite side.

"Broken!"

Seeing this, Ye Meng's eyes glared angrily, and the bloody demon blade stepped forward, and the pitch-black light was like ink, engulfing the sword light.

"Boom!"

The two strands collided violently, and eventually both disappeared into the void.

"Oh, it looks like the power of your Blood Demon Blade has increased again!"

Ye Fan was slightly surprised, although it was just a random blow from him, it was also extraordinary for Ye Meng to be able to catch it, at least it was equivalent to a powerhouse at the peak of the Qiankun Realm.

"Hmph, although the Heavenly Sword is strong, my Demon Blade is not weak!" Ye Meng snorted coldly, in a very bad mood, as if he knew that he was no longer Ye Fan's opponent.

"Ancient Sword Technique, Burning the Sky Style!"

Ye Fan didn't pay attention to Ye Meng anymore, but slashed out a sword again, and the sword light was surging, sweeping the heavens and the earth like a remnant cloud, covering Ye Meng's body in the blink of an eye.

"Poof......

Although he was already blocked by the Blood Demon Blade, Ye Meng was still knocked out, and a blood mark more than a meter long appeared in front of him, almost penetrating his entire body.

"You ......"

There was blood at the corner of Ye Meng's mouth, and it seemed a little unbearable for Ye Fan's horror.

"Ye Meng, I have always regarded you as an opponent, but now, it seems that there is no need for this!"

Ye Fan said lightly, both a little relaxed and a little disappointed.

The easy thing is that Ye Meng has been surpassed by him too much, and the disappointment is that he has lost an opponent of equal strength from now on.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the Netherworld and the Blood Sect Master, and give you a good time!"

Ye Fan's whole body burst out with blood, enveloping Ye Meng's injured body.

"I'm bah, Ye Fan, don't think that you can be arrogant if you have a little strength, in front of a real powerhouse, you are just a waste, if you want to exterminate the ghost clan, dream of it!"

Ye Meng was extremely resistant, and scolded Ye Fan angrily.

"Since that's the case, then I'll abolish you first, and then let the demon beasts wash the imperial city in blood, dig three feet into the ground, and find out the netherworld!"

Ye Fan sneered, extremely resolute in his heart.

"Brush!"

As he spoke, a blood light directly turned into a sharp sword, piercing half of Ye Meng's body, even if it was the phantom body of the ghost clan, it could not resist the attack of the blood-colored demon power at this moment.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Meng's dantian had been shattered by the blood light, and his body was rapidly declining.

"You...... Do you really dare to abolish me? Ye Fan, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost!"

The weakening of his strength made Ye Meng furious, and it was even more painful to be killed.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the Netherworld and the Lord of the Blood Gate, and I will give you a good time!"

Ye Fan reiterated once again that there was no mercy at all for people like Ye Meng.

Ye Meng just glared at Ye Fan angrily and stopped talking.

"Then I will cut off your hands and feet!"

Ye Fan said coldly and made a move again.

"Stop!"

Just as Ye Meng was about to suffer again, a loud shout finally came from the direction of the palace.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Dongfang Ming with a pale woman coming to Ye Fan and the others.

"Blood Demon King, I am the Lord of the Ghost Dragon, I don't know why you came to invade us, but in order to show my sincerity, I am willing to dedicate the little girl to you, and I hope to spare Ye Meng!"

Dongfang Ming was quite respectful in front of Ye Fan, but he made a very special request.

"Dedication? This is your daughter, and you will give her to me as a slave?"

When Ye Fan heard this, he suddenly felt a little funny in his heart, stopped what he was doing, and said in surprise.

"That's right, for the sake of the people of the Ghost Dragon Imperial City, I can make sacrifices, and she will be at your disposal!"

Dongfang Ming's heart-wrenching look made it impossible to tell whether it was true or false, but when he spoke, he still pushed the woman beside him towards Ye Fan.

And this woman is naturally Ye Linglong.

"Haha...... Hahahaha!"

Seeing Ye Linglong's loveless appearance, like a walking corpse, Ye Fan suddenly couldn't help laughing, but there was sadness in the laughter.

"Ye Linglong, I didn't expect that even your biological father would treat you as a chess piece, it's ridiculous!" Ye Fan said with emotion to Ye Linglong.

At this moment, he also felt pity for Ye Linglong.

This person has been a pawn of others all his life, and he has never had an ego, so he will make mistakes and make people hate.

"Ye Fan, you stop, if you continue like this, no matter whether you can find the ghost clan or not today, you will kill countless innocent people, millions of people in the Ghost Dragon Imperial City, they are all innocent!"

Ye Linglong's face was like ashes, but she was also persuading Ye Fan.

"The existence of the ghost clan is the biggest hidden danger, and no one can let me stop today, especially you, it's even more impossible!"

Ye Fan said coldly.

"Dongfang Ming, it's just right that you came out, since Ye Meng didn't say it, then you can come and confess the Netherworld, I can spare the Ghost Dragon Imperial City today!"

Ye Fan suddenly turned to Dongfang Ming on the side, and at the same time, the blood-colored demonic power began to gradually surround his body.

"Don't you think ......"

Dongfang Ming snorted violently, and immediately struggled in the blood light, but it was a pity that his strength was even worse than Ye Meng, and how could he be Ye Fan's opponent.

"No...... Don't kill my father, Ye Fan, didn't you once say that within a year, you won't touch my Ghost Dragon Dynasty?"

When Ye Linglong saw this scene, her heart was full of sadness, and she only had a full sense of powerlessness for Ye Fan, who was in charge of everything at the moment.

"You are united with the ghost clan, you have to move if you don't move, I want to return the continent to a clean and peaceful, if you want to live, get out of the way as soon as possible, and I will give you another chance!"

Ye Fan said unusually resolutely.

He is not an unprincipled person, but it depends on what the environment is, this time it is the Ghost Dragon Dynasty that prevents him from destroying the ghost clan, and it is his own act of seeking death.

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