The god-level son-in-law of the female president

All this seems to take a long time, but in fact it is just a moment.

When the long sword of Zhengyang Sanren arrived, Ye Huan waved out the short sword lightly, without a trace of fireworks.

Although it is a late attack, it carries a monstrous coercion!

The entire bronze dagger was burning with a purple glow!

It's so dazzling that people can't open their eyes, it's as bright as a magnificent purple flame!

The dagger falls!

Boom!

There was a loud bang!

Zhengyang Sanren's hard long sword made of fine iron quickly covered the cracks and shattered in an instant!

The dagger didn't stagnate at all, and continued to move forward, stabbing straight at Zhengyang Sanren's chest!

Zhengyang Sanren's pupils shrank, and while roaring, he condensed an armor of internal strength, wanting to resist the offensive!

But his internal strength has already been exhausted in the fierce battle.

That full-strength attack just now burned up the little remaining internal energy.

At this moment, the thin internal force armor is like paper paste, and it will be turned into nothingness with a light stab of the dagger.

A breath of death rushed towards his face, making Zhengyang Sanren shudder and frightened.

"No, you can't kill me!"

The few powerhouses present also reacted quickly, and angrily reprimanded: "Zhuzi dare!"

However, their location is too far from the battlefield.

In addition, he never expected that the weak Ye Huan could threaten Zhengyang Sanren.

Therefore, the distance of less than tens of meters is as far away as a moat!

I can only watch this sword fall in the midst of wanting to tear apart!

Zhengyang Sanren never expected that he would actually capsize in the gutter.

I wanted to covet inheritance, but put my own life in it!

"No, I will become an innate warrior with a lifespan of hundreds of years, be admired by thousands of people, and become supreme. I will not die here!"

Zhengyang Sanren roared wildly in his head, like crazy, stretched out his arm, trying to stop the sword Ye Huan handed over! .seven

However, his movements were too slow, when his hands were raised in the air.

Puff!

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, it made a dull and muddy sound.

Zhengyang Sanren's pupils reflected the ever-enlarging image of the dagger.

Finally, the dagger pierced the chest, right in the heart.

The purple and clear light of the sword's edge quickly became hot when it met the blood.

Like a flame, it burned his blood, blood vessels, fascia, and burned them all into nothingness!

It is the Zilian Huaxuyan refined from "Ziqing Yiqi Technique"!

Intangible and qualityless, colorless and odorless, it can explode with terrifying power. Once formed, it will destroy the world!

"Damn, damn it..."

The qi mechanism of Zhengyang Sanren is continuously sluggish, weakened, and slowly dissipates into the air.

The look in the eyes also dimmed, leaving only endless regret.

Ye Huan lowered his head and said softly: "I know that Ye He's conspiracy is behind it, but it's a pity that this time, it's me who won."

"And you, after all, are just my stepping stone..."

Zhengyang Sanren stared at Ye Huan, wanting to murmur something.

There was also a "creaking" sound from his mouth, and his expression was extremely ferocious.

In the end, he couldn't say a word.

With the complete dissipation of Qi, the vitality in his body was also completely exhausted.

At this point, Zhengyang Sanren, the body dies and the way disappears!

Ye Huan stood up slowly, and with the breakthrough in his cultivation, his aura became more ethereal.

Especially in the eyes, the purple awns linger and flicker from time to time, like thunder, as vast as a prison.

Although his body was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered, his aura was unstoppable.

Compared with Zhengyang Sanren's previous demeanor, he is more like a cultivator, with immortal demeanor, supernatural and refined!

Watching the people who died in Zhengyang, they only felt cold all over.

A terrible throbbing spread to all limbs!

For a while, the scene was completely silent, so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Only the sound of gasping for cold air came out.

Zheng Boyan, who was aggressive before and opened his mouth shut and cursed loudly, swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

The eyes that were originally dismissive turned into fear, bewilderment, so dim that there was no luster.

Zheng Jun, the young master of the Zheng family, who just hoped that Ye Huan would survive, stared wide-eyed and lost his voice for a long time!

Feeling the surging power in his body, Ye Huan smiled sincerely.

But after looking around, his complexion turned cold.

"You, who else wants to stop me? I really want to die, and I don't mind giving him a ride."

This ordinary threatening sentence, to Zheng Boyan's ears, was tantamount to thunder on the ground!

Zheng Boyan could clearly see that Ye Huan narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent in his eyes!

This made him understand that this is not a joke!

If the Zheng family can't give a satisfactory answer, Ye Huan will really kill people.

But why is this!

Zheng Boyan wanted to cry but had no tears, wishing he could find a brick and hit him to death!

His Zheng family has provoked someone, and let such a ruthless person come to his door.

He and this young man named Ye Huan did not have a deadly enmity either!

Not only he had this idea, but many Zheng family members also collapsed.

Who knows which clansman who suffered a thousand knives offended Ye Huan.

Otherwise, today's meeting should have been completed according to the procedure!

They didn't know that Zheng Jun, who had a ghost in his heart, was tense and felt dizzy in his brain.

Ye Huan's murderous intent, gloomy eyes that kept flashing coldly made him get goosebumps all over his body.

Especially when Ye Huan swept past him, Zheng Jun's hands and feet were cold, knowing that Ye Huan had already set his sights on him.

According to the information, this young man is several years younger than himself, but his eyes are so terrifying!

Zheng Jun gritted his teeth, his expression pale, "Tu Shan, I'm crazy to hang out with him, offending this ruthless person, I'm doomed."

Now he can't wait to slap himself several times!

Although he didn't know Ye Huan's motives, he knew very well that Ye Huan came to him and had something to do with him!

If the clansmen find out, I'm afraid they will tear themselves apart on the spot!

At the same time, Ye Huan slowly approached Zheng Boyan under the eyes of the Zheng family members.

"Or, you still have the ability to let me pay with my life?"

Ye Huan was condescending, staring at Zheng Boyan indifferently.

The shocking murderous intent that emanated made the audience as silent as a pool of stagnant water!

"Uh...I..." Zheng Boyan's throat was dry and he couldn't speak.

Under Ye Huan's coercion, this vigorous old man with a strong personality became hunched and looked increasingly old and haggard.

At this moment, there were two breaking winds, and three strong men from the Zheng family stood up immediately.

Zheng Boyan raised his head with difficulty, and where his eyes swept over, five Houtian [-]th-fold powerhouses slowly surrounded Ye Huan, with extremely fearful expressions on their faces.

This made his dim eyes once again ignite hope.

He naturally knew that it was impossible for a ruthless person like Ye Huan to get the other party to compromise through normal negotiations!

What's more, when Zhengyang Sanren made a move, they helped the tyrant and beat him up, and the two sides had already become mortal enemies.

Only by powerful force suppression can we regain the right to speak!