Ye Fan was stunned, no wonder this guy's dragon crossbow had the aura of a dragon.

"Uncle Qun, if this is really the divine wind of Shenlong, how can I stop it?"

"If you say it's a **** wind, it's nothing but a 'pseudo' **** wind, you can only get its shape, but not its god!"

Now that he knew what it was, Ye Fan was no longer interested in researching it.

With a sword, he drew a huge black-gold light curtain in the direction of the wind dragon.

I wanted to solve it with a single sword, but the Kamikaze Dragon was so fast that it avoided Ye Fan's sword Chenhui abruptly?

Ye Fan frowned, his mind moved again, and the frost suddenly launched! Countless black-and-gold lightsabers flew all over the sky, turning into beams of light, and quickly pierced through the wind dragon.

What surprised Ye Fan was that even if he was hit, the dragon feather string, which turned into a kamikaze dragon, was still not hurt much.

It seems that he has transformed into this form, and the more important purpose is to protect himself.

"The wind has no shape, and the arrow has no shadow!"

"Gong Emperor Long Yuxian, how can you easily defeat it?"

The ancestors such as Longbahuang smiled happily, feeling that they had regained their faces.

"It's really troublesome..." Ye Fan's eyes shone with golden light, and the power of time turned into a huge vortex, covering the audience! "Indestructible!"

For a time, the space where Ye Fan and Long Yuxian were located became completely different! Long Yuxian didn't even notice that every second he was active, his energy consumption was soaring! It seems that every moment becomes as long as hundreds or thousands of years... The Eight Tribulations Azure Dragon Skill is immortal, it is precisely by letting time pass quickly, so that energy is quickly consumed.

And because the dragon soul is immortal for more than eight calamities, he is not afraid of such loss at all.

To put it bluntly, it is to use its own advantages to consume the opponent alive.

Sure enough, Long Yuxian began to get tired, and even with the breeze, he couldn't keep up with his consumption.

Before he knew it, Long Yuxian's divine wind dragon form could no longer be maintained.

At this moment, an invisible mental shock wave suddenly landed! "Breaking Heart Thunder!"

Long Yuxian, who was already weak, could not withstand Ye Fan's use of disintegration.

The dragon soul was injured, and the dragon feather string appeared from the air, and fell down in embarrassment! "Sword God! The emperor's artistic conception competition was promised, but you ended up winning with 'indestruction', right?"

Seeing this, several old ancestors stood up one after another, holding injustice for Long Yuxian.

Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Are you serious?"

"Is not it?"

Ye Fan was speechless, "If I used a sword, he would have died the first time just now, can you understand?"

Seeing that some people were still arguing, Long Bahuang reached out and stopped them.

"Just now, it was indeed Elder Yuxian who lost, and the Sword God really showed mercy."

"It's just that it's not enough to be the patriarch of the Shenlong Royal Family!"

Long Bahuang clenched the Jhin Mie Dao tightly and said loudly, "I have been in seclusion for many years since the battle with Ye Wuxie, and only recently did I realize a knife that I am quite satisfied with..." "If the Sword God can stop me With the next knife, I will never ask you about being the patriarch."

Long Ziyang's eyes flickered when he heard it, and he quickly stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Elder Bahuang! Please listen to Ziyang's advice and stop here!"

"The Sword God is the Creator. You and the Emperor Gong have not truly entered the realm of the Creator, so it is impossible to defeat the Sword God."

"There is nothing wrong with giving this position of patriarch to the Sword God, but it truly deserves its name. I don't think there will be any complaints in the sky."

At this time, Long Tatian was winked by Long Siyou, realized something, and quickly followed to support.

"Elders, don't hurt yourself because of me, I am ashamed to step on the sky!"

Long Bahuang frowned and said: "This matter is not only about the position of a patriarch, but the majesty of my dragon royal family!"

"If the rules handed down from countless epochs are broken like this, then won't the Royal Family Elder Academy exist in name only!?"

A group of elders listened and nodded in agreement.

"Not bad! We must not break the rules of the clan!"

"Since that's the case, this is the battle between the Imperial House of Elders and the Sword God. How can I let the elders of the Eight Wildernesses fight alone?"

Long Yuxian also recovered a little at this time, stood up, and said: "If the Sword God really wants to take away the position of the patriarch, then step on my head."

For a while, in addition to the thirteen elders, Long Kaikong and a group of elders in the city also walked down the battlefield one after another.

"Sword God, you are powerful, but we will not give up our dignity!"

"Rules are rules! Even if we are buried here today, we will not back down!"

Longbahuang was righteous and stern, and his voice spread throughout the city and beyond.

Those people of the Shenlong Royal Family were all infected by this arrogance, and regardless of the disparity in strength, they all ran up to support their own elders.

Ye Fan was half-smiling, but his eyes gradually became colder.

This Long Ziyang is really a master at instigating things.

Being so swayed by him, the whole clan started to resist! Led by Longbahuang and Longyuxian, the elders gathered their strengths to cultivate, and all kinds of brilliance shined! They brought tens of thousands of clansmen and stood in front of the battle, confronting Ye Fan from afar. "Master, these people are all against you now, I'm afraid it won't work today."

"If you kill all these people, even if you really become the patriarch, the Shenlong Royal Family will be disillusioned and useless."

Seeing this, Ah Qun planned to persuade Ye Fan to take a step back and take a long-term view.

"Uncle Qun, you are wrong, they are just pretending, and in their bones, it is impossible for them to have one heart."

"Master so sure?"

"If they were really brave and not afraid of death and could sacrifice themselves for their dignity, how could they have turned back halfway back then and left my grandma behind?"

A Qun was stunned for a moment, this is really the case! Since you gave up Long Jingyou back then, why would you give up your life today for a dragon stepping on the sky?

Could it be that Sword God is inferior to Ye Wuxie?

What a joke! "It's just a bunch of sanctimonious old fried dough sticks. Seeing that I didn't make a serious shot, he stomped his nose on his face, trying to force me back with a lofty face..." Ye Fan sneered.

"This heart should be punished!"

As the last smile on Ye Fan's face dissipated, an unprecedented terrifying sword-intent coercion suddenly burst out from him! In an instant, the dark sword intent was like an endless cloud of death, covering the entire sky! it's dark! Not waiting for the people of the royal family in the city to be shocked, the entire earth, the entire Dragon City, began to rumble! ! The earth began to crack, and a black-gold solid giant sword with a height of tens of thousands of feet suddenly burst out from the depths of the earth! ?

In the sky, from the dark clouds, there are also countless black and golden sharp blades, gradually sinking and falling! For a time, in the sky, underground, in all directions, there were huge swords like mountains and peaks everywhere! ! One giant sword blocked the line of sight, cutting the entire Dragon City into countless pieces.

And to do all this, Ye Fan is just a thought! One person has ten thousand swords, and ten thousand swords form a mountain! ! When seeing this scene, countless pairs of eyes in the entire Dragon City were already straight, and thousands of people were directly scared to pee! This terrifying emperor's sword-intent coercion made their hearts burst! ! "This... what is this!?"

"Could it be that the Sword God...the Sword God wants to slaughter the city?

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"It's over, I can't go out! I can't go out!!"

"Ugh...I don't want to die! Help! Help!!"

"Sword God spare your life! Sword God spare your life!! We are just passing by..." The whole city was crying and wailing, not to mention those clansmen, even the Thirteen Elders were already pale! Long Yuxian gritted his teeth, his face full of unwillingness! Both are emperors, the difference is simply worlds apart! ! And just at this moment, the earth was once again madly shaken! ! In everyone's incredible eyes, a black-gold giant sword that was dozens of times larger than the previous giant sword rose from the dragon tower that had been split open before! The black gold giant sword smashed the Dragon Tower, and countless sand grains were reshaped, turning into a "sword peak", piercing the sky! ! In a moment, the location of the Dragon Tower, the core area of ​​the Shenlong Royal Family, has been occupied by this Emperor Sword Peak! Looking at the countless hanging giant swords in the sky, the black gold sword mountain with layers of mountains... Everyone looked up at the top of the mountain, only to find that a figure had already stood on the top of the peak! ! At this moment, the city suddenly became quiet, and everyone felt suffocated! "Just now... who said that I wanted to take a knife from him?"

Ye Fan's voice broke through the clouds and descended to Longcheng, like a panic.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the ancestor of Longbahuang at the front... And Longbahuang, holding the knife, was trembling...