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    "Kill them, kill them!" Xia Qi roared loudly. He was not worried about what would happen if Yang Fan accepted the Emperor's Seal. Without the Emperor's Dragon Qi, it was impossible to refine the Emperor's Seal, and the Emperor's Dragon Qi only had  Only with royal blood, how could this Yang Fan have it?  But he had forgotten that all the true dragon emperors and those who changed dynasties were not from the royal family. Now Xia Qi killed his father and usurped the throne, shaking the foundation of Daxia. The true dragon's aura has dissipated. If Yang Fan can get what people want and gather people's hearts,  , how can you not become a true dragon emperor, how can you not possess the emperor's dragon energy.  As the saying goes, what the people want is the true dragon and the emperor!  The gathering of people's hearts is the emperor's dragon energy!  The Emperor's Dragon Qi is formed by the general trend of the human heart. If someone joins him, the Emperor's Dragon Qi will naturally arise. Otherwise, the Emperor would not have to refine a Dragon-Slaying Sword to slay the wild dragons everywhere in the world.  "Yes, Crown Prince!" The scene just now developed so fast that the martial saints did not react at all. It was not until Xia Qi roared repeatedly that they reacted and surrounded him again.  "Fan'er, you go first!" At this time, Mr. Long once again stayed by Mr. Ye's side. For him and Yang Fan, Mr. Ye, who was seriously injured and as angry as a gossamer, was a big burden, but he was also an incompetent person.  Putting down the burden, Mr. Long would rather be here than let Yang Fan break through.  It is precisely because of this that he used his seriously injured body to launch the strongest blow, a thousand miles away. Unfortunately, it was blocked by Xia Qi, who had previously mastered the Emperor's Seal.  Now, Mr. Long is no longer able to deliver such a powerful blow.  I already have thoughts of death.  "Master, I can kill these chickens and dogs by myself, you just watch the show!" Yang Fan shook his head, with a fearless Taoist heart.  With a flash of body, he was in front of a Martial Saint. With a wave of his fist, he beat this strong man in the middle stage of Martial Saint to pieces, his body collapsed, and even his martial soul was annihilated.  "There are hundreds of martial saints here, I want to see how many people you can kill?" Seeing Yang Fan take action, Xia Qi sneered and watched coldly.  But Yang Fan did not stop at all. He flashed again and reached another martial saint. He punched out and killed him.  Just like that, he killed one person with one punch. His boxing skills, spear skills, and sword skills were all integrated into one. A kind of enlightenment and a feeling of ease appeared in his heart.  At this time, while Yang Fan was killing people, he actually began to have an epiphany.  "A man should kill, and kill without mercy! The eternal deeds are all in killing! In the past, there were heroic men, who were loyal and loyal. Yazui killed people, and his body was lighter than a feather. There were also heroes and tyrants, who killed people as chaotically as hemp, galloping away.  In the world, only swords and guns are praised. Now I am looking for this kind of thing, but it is in vain to catch the shadow of the moon" He was eager to kill, and Yang Fan remembered a poem that he had been excited about when he was on earth. This poem is called Man's Line, which is  Yang Fan's favorite song when he was in college.  Every time he chants a sentence, one of his men will be killed.  By the end of the fight, most of the hundreds of Martial Saints had been killed. Even Xia Qi, the Crown Prince of Great Xia who had been clamoring, felt terrified.  Is this guy in front of me still a human?  He was not tired or timid at all. Sometimes the moves on his hands were like spear skills, punching people's chests with one punch, and sometimes they were like sword skills, cutting off people's heads with one finger.  Sometimes it's like a palm technique, one palm, beating several people into powder, sometimes it's a punch, one punch, even the martial arts spirit is shattered.  Such ferocity and strength frightened everyone.  Even Elder Long was stunned.  Especially when I heard the sentence Yang Fan read, my heart was even more excited, and I couldn't help but scream.  But Yang Fan seems to be immersed in killing people.  Just listen to him chant: "Killing one is a crime, killing ten thousand is a hero. Killing nine million is a hero among heroes." "The heroes among heroes, the way is different: see through the name of justice for thousands of years, but make it show off in this life."  . I don¡¯t care for fame, and I would rather teach millions of people to hate me than to criticize me. Looking at the world for five thousand years, there is no hero who doesn¡¯t kill people!  After reading, there were dead bodies everywhere.  They are all martial saints, and they are all great warriors in the world, but now, they are just a remnant soul under Yang Fan.  "Hahaha, who else dares to fight with me?" When there was no one left to kill, Yang Fan yelled at the Martial Saint in the distance.  This roar frightened the remaining Martial Saints, and with the last bit of courage, they all flew outwards and turned into streams of light. Only Prince Xia Qi was left standing here.  Even co-conspirators such as Champion Hou and King Zhennan began to run away.    Seeing the frightened people, Yang Fan laughed heartily again.  "Trash, they are all trash, they are all trash!" At this moment, Xia Qi looked pale and ferocious. The only one who was still accompanying him was Yuan Fengnian. At this moment, he was trying to persuade him to leave here and avoid Yang Fan, the god of death.  But Xia Qi did not obey. Instead, he pushed Yuan Fengnian away and shouted loudly to Yang Fan: "Yang Fan, you forced me to do this. Dark Dragon Guard, come out!"  The iron-blooded man with dark scales walked out.  "Martial Emperor?" Yang Fan was slightly startled. The Martial Saint couldn't kill him, so what's the use of dozens of Martial Emperors?  "Set up the formation!" Xia Qi gave an order, and dozens of iron-blooded men with dark scales formed a formation to protect Xia Qi. Then, Xia Qi took out a command talisman and threw it into the sky!  In the night sky, an endless brilliance lit up.  As soon as the light flashed, bugles were heard, and then, neat steps resounded throughout Yujing City.  "No, Fan'er, leave quickly. This Xia Qi is crazy. He mobilized the army guarding the imperial city to flatten this place!" Mr. Long suddenly shouted.  Yang Fan was stunned. At this moment, he finally understood that these dozens of iron-blooded men were not here to fight him, but to protect Xia Qi. As for the ones who really wanted to fight him, they were the people from the Great Xia Kingdom guarding the imperial city.  Hundreds of thousands of troops.  "Yang Fan, can you kill hundreds of martial saints? Can you kill all the hundreds of thousands of our elite troops in Great Xia? Do you know that all of these soldiers are at the Xiantian realm or above? If you kill them all, you can kill them all."  If you don't kill them, then the entire martial arts will lose its most solid pillar, but if you don't kill them, these people will obey my orders and kill everyone in your martial arts sect without leaving a trace!" Xia Qi laughed!  got up.  "Then let's see if those sergeants will listen to a dead man!" Yang Fan smiled coldly and had a large jade-white bow in his hand. It was the treasure obtained from Li Changfeng's secret collection, Snow Jade.  The bow, I saw, he pulled it casually, pulled the bow to a full circle, an air arrow took shape, and shot out with a whoosh.  Yang Fan didn't stop, he drew the bow again and shot out the air arrow.  In just a few breaths, dozens of Qi arrows were shot out, hitting all the dozens of Martial Emperors. Every one of them was pierced through the key points between their eyebrows, and their martial souls were shattered.  "Xia Qi, die!" Yang Fan yelled and was about to step forward, but as soon as he took a step, his figure retreated quickly. Hundreds of thousands of sharp arrows were shot at him like raindrops. Each one was like a raindrop.  It is enough to withstand the full blow of the peak innate warrior.  The defenders of Daxia¡¯s Jade Capital have arrived!  (To be continued.)
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