readx;?“ Kill me, kill them for me!"

Xia Qi roared loudly, he was not worried about what would happen to Yang Fan if he received the Emperor's Seal, without the Son of Heaven Dragon Qi, it was impossible to refine the Emperor's Seal, and the Son of Heaven Dragon Qi was only available in the royal bloodline, how could this Yang Fan have?

But he forgot that the true dragon son of heaven in the past dynasties, the one who changed the dynasty, was not from the royal family, and now Xia Qi killed his father and usurped the throne, shaking the foundation of Great Xia, the true dragon's qi has dissipated, if Yang Fan can get the people's hearts and gather the hearts of the people, how can he not become the true dragon son of heaven, how can he not have the dragon qi of the son of heaven. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As the saying goes, what the people's hearts want is the true dragon son of heaven! The gathering of people's hearts is the dragon spirit of the son of heaven!

The dragon qi of the Son of Heaven is formed by the general trend of the people's hearts, and if someone is attached, the dragon qi of the Son of Heaven will be born, otherwise, the emperor will not have to refine the dragon sword to kill the wild dragons in the world.

"Yes, Prince!"

The scene just now developed so fast that the martial saints didn't react at all, and it wasn't until Xia Qi roared again and again that they reacted and surrounded them again.

"Fan'er, you go first!"

At this time, Long Lao once again guarded Ye Lao's side, for him and Yang Fan, Ye Lao, who was seriously injured and angry, was a big burden, but it was also a burden that could not be put down, so Long Lao would rather be here by himself than let Yang Fan break through.

It is precisely because of this that he was seriously injured and sent out the strongest blow, a line of thousands of miles, but unfortunately, he was blocked by Xia Qi, who had mastered the Emperor's Seal before.

Now, Long Lao was no longer able to deliver such a powerful blow.

I already have the idea of dying.

"Master, these chickens and dogs. I can kill him alone, and you can watch the show!"

Yang Fan shook his head, with a fearless Taoist heart.

The figure flashed, and he was in front of a martial saint. With a wave of his fist, he beat this powerhouse in the middle stage of the martial saint to pieces, his body collapsed, and even the martial soul was annihilated.

"There are hundreds of Martial Saints here, I want to see how many people you can kill?"

Seeing Yang Fan do it, Xia Qi sneered and watched coldly.

Yang Fan did not stagnate in the slightest, and his figure flashed again. Before the other Martial Saint, a punch blasted out and killed.

In this way, he killed one person with one punch, boxing, marksmanship, and swordsmanship, all in one furnace, a kind of enlightenment, a feeling of handyness. appeared in his heart.

At this time, between Yang Fan's murder, he actually began to have an epiphany.

"Men should kill people, and kill people mercilessly! Immortal karma is all in killing! In the past, there were rich men, and their righteousness was renewed. The eyes are murderous, and the body is lighter than a feather. There are also heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp, galloping around the world. Only praise the sword and the gun. I'm looking for that. In vain to catch the moon shadow ......"

Killing rose, Yang Fan remembered the time when he was on the earth before. A poem that once stirred up, this poem is called Nan'er Xing, when Yang Fan was in college. Favorite song.

Every time he utters a word, one of his men will be killed.

In the end, most of the hundreds of martial saints were killed, and in the end, even Xia Qi, the prince of Great Xia, who had been shouting, only felt frightened.

Is this guy in front of him still human?

He didn't have the slightest tiredness at all, the slightest timidity, and the moves in his hands were sometimes like marksmanship, a punch to hole people's hearts, sometimes like swordsmanship, and a finger to cut people's heads.

Sometimes it is like a palm, one palm, beating several people into powder, sometimes it is a fist, a punch, and even the martial soul is broken.

Such ferocity, such toughness, made everyone frightened.

Even Long Lao was stunned.

Especially when he heard the sentence that Yang Fan read, his heart was even more agitated, and he couldn't help but shout.

Yang Fan, on the other hand, seems to be immersed in murder.

I only heard him chant: "Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero." Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male. ”

"The male is the male, the way is different: see through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but make this life heroic. Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished. It is better to teach 10,000 people to grit their teeth and hate them, and not to teach them to scold me. Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where heroes don't kill!"

When the last sentence of the song was finished, there were dead bodies all around.

All of them are martial saints, and all of them are great martial artists who conquer the world, but now, they are just a remnant soul under Yang Fan.

"Hahaha, who else dares to fight me?"

When there was no one to kill, Yang Fan yelled at the martial saint in the distance.

This roar frightened the remaining martial saints, and the last trace of courage flew out one after another, turning into a streamer, leaving only the crown prince Xia Qi alone, standing here.

Even the champion Hou, the king of Zhennan, such conspirators, began to want to run.

Seeing the frightened crowd, Yang Fan laughed heartily again.

"Waste, all waste, all waste!"

At this moment, Xia Qi's face was pale and hideous, and he was still accompanying him, only Yuan Fengnian was alone, at this moment, he was trying to persuade him to leave here and avoid Yang Fan, the killing god, but Xia Qi did not listen, but pushed Yuan Fengnian away, and shouted loudly at Yang Fan: "Yang Fan, this is what you forced me, Dark Dragon Guard, come out for me!"

As soon as these words fell, dozens of iron-blooded men wearing dark scale armor walked out.

"Emperor Wu?"

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, the Martial Saints couldn't kill themselves, what was the use of coming out with so many dozens of Martial Emperors?

"Array!"

Xia Qi gave an order, and dozens of iron-blooded men with dark scale armor listed the formation and protected Xia Qi's group, and then, I saw Xia Qi take out a command talisman and throw it into the sky!

In the night sky, an endless brilliance lit up.

As soon as the light flashed, I heard the military horns in all directions, and then, with neat steps, resounded throughout the entire Yujing City.

"It's not good, Fan'er, go quickly, this Xia Qi is crazy, he has mobilized the army to guard the imperial city, and he wants to set foot here!"

Elder Long suddenly shouted.

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, he finally understood that these dozens of iron-blooded men were not here to fight with him, but to protect Xia Qi, and as for the ones who really wanted to fight with him, it was the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Great Xia Kingdom who were guarding the imperial city.

"Yang Fan, can you kill hundreds of martial saints, can you kill hundreds of thousands of elite troops in my Great Xia, do you know that these soldiers, all of them are cultivators above the innate realm, if you kill them all, then the entire martial arts will lose the most solid pillar, but if you don't kill them, these people will obey my orders and kill all of your martial arts sects, not one of them!"

Xia Qi laughed.

"Then let's see, those sergeants, will listen to a dead man!"

Yang Fan smiled coldly, and there was a big jade-white bow in his hand, which was the treasure obtained from Li Changfeng's secret collection, the snow jade bow, and he pulled it casually, pulled the bow to a full circle, and an air arrow took shape, and it shot out with a bang.

Yang Fan did not stop, and pulled his bow again to shoot an air arrow.

In just a few breaths, dozens of qi arrows shot out, hitting all of the dozens of Martial Emperors, and each of them was pierced through the eyebrows, and the martial soul was shattered.

"Xia Qi, suffer death!"

Yang Fan roared loudly and was about to step forward, but as soon as he took a step, his body retreated, and hundreds of thousands of sharp arrows, like raindrops, shot over, each of which was enough to withstand the full force of the innate peak martial artist.

The defenders of the Jade Capital of the Great Xia Kingdom have arrived!