It was around five o'clock in the morning.

...

The army was approaching, and countless player guilds broke through the multi-crystal stone formation and approached the Sushi Taoist Platform. On the left, there were hundreds of thousands of dragon domain armors covered with dragon energy to attack the outer edge of the Sushi Taoist Platform. On the right, there were fire army, the Flame God Army attacked side by side. Even multiple player guilds and the Flame Legion, the Templar Knights detoured to the two wings, attacking the last group of demon troops guarding the Sushi Taoist Platform.

"Is it no longer possible?"

On the throne, Han Ying, the sword-caster, was carrying an ancient sword, and his body was filled with mottled cracks. He had tried his best. If he continued to draw the sword, it would only consume the luck of the throne and eventually he would collapse.

On the left, the ghost emperor Qin Shi stood on the throne with a long sword, with a cold expression on his face and said, "Mr. Fan Yi, their troops are too many, and our troops have been damaged. If we fight like this, there will probably be no future. The army of the Holy Demon Legion will be burned with the Stone Array today."

"Are you scared?"

Fan Yi suddenly looked back, his expression was quite ferocious, and he sneered: "The human race's concerted efforts have made you palpitations, right?"

"snort!"

The Ghost Emperor Qin Shi snorted coldly and did not speak, while the sword-casting man Han Ying showed a look of shame. He was indeed afraid. If he continued to fight, he would definitely be beaten to death by the players.

"I won't give up!"

Fan Yi stood on the throne, full of luck, and his eyes were fiercely looking at the dense crowd of players under the throne, turned to the sky, pointed to the sky, and roared: "Old man, do you think I will admit my mistake? Don't worry, I will never do it in this life. Even if I, Fan Yi, is defeated, even if I am rotten in the soil, I will definitely not bow my head to you to admit my mistake!"

As he said that, he raised the wild boar sword, held the sword tip with his left hand, and gently dragged it. Suddenly, the golden blood of the throne's boss continued to flow and drip, and the blood fell on the throne under his feet. For a moment, Fan Yi's supreme throne became more and more majestic, and the mountain became much more solid, which was indestructible.

"Come on!"

He roared angrily: "If you have the will, you will attack the Supreme Saint Daotai! Once I die, there will be no truth in this world!"

...

“…”

I looked up at Fan Yi on the throne and said, "How could anyone in the world be so righteous to do something wrong, even feel that he is the only truth in the world?"

The Archangel sword in Lin Xi's hand drooped low and smiled slightly: "Since ancient times, which crazy man feels he is wrong?"

"Too!"

I gently lifted the Blade of the Fire God and pointed at the Supreme Holy Dao Platform in front of me, and smiled and said, "Brothers, attack the Supreme Holy Dao Platform!"

"attack!"

Qingdeng, Haotian, Killing Fanchen and others raised their weapons and pointed straight ahead. On the side of Yilu, the myth of keeping the front line level with us. Leaders of the guilds such as Fenglin Volcano, Wuji and other guilds asked, "Has Yilu attacked?", "Since that's the case, let's attack together." So, on a front line, more than a dozen elite teams of top domestic guilds advanced forward and attacked the Shengsheng Daotai!

"bring it on!"

The throne under Fan Yi's feet quickly became smaller and he was put into his sleeve. The next second, the scholar who betrayed Confucianism floated on the Supreme Saint Tao Platform. His palm was lightly opened, and countless words appeared. A series of golden figures condensed around the "puffed" Supreme Saint Tao Platform. They were all holding scrolls in their left hand and swords in their right hand. Jade pendants engraved with words were hung around their waists. They all had the elegant atmosphere of scholars.

However, the next moment, Fan Yi smiled and said, "You were well-read in poetry and books, but you were not satisfied with your talents. How many people were buried in this world? Now you should take revenge and repay your debts. You will never owe anything to you scholars in this world. Kill me, the more you kill, the better!"

Suddenly, the figures of these golden scholars were furious and came with swords.

"superior!"

I flew over and closed the two blades, and two "puffed" sounds shook the two scholars away. Then I raised my feet and kicked a scholar in the chest. The sound of a broken rib was extremely clear. His body flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting the steps of the Supreme Saint Dao Platform, and bloody and blood were blurred.

"Hmph, waste."

Fan Yi didn't even look at it, but just quietly guarded this platform of his own.

“Promote!”

Behind him, Yilu and others slowly advanced. Various BUFFs were stacked on the front row. The firepower in the back row advanced. Suddenly, those scholars carrying swords attacked were intercepted by the Iron Cavalry of the Abyss in the front row. They rushed to kill him in a willful way and could not kill Yilu's forward line. Soon, their bodies fell into dense long-range firepower.

Yilu's team cooperation is really good. The sword in the front row has never stopped. The output space in the back row is so good. With such cooperation, these scholars who are not satisfied with their talents will naturally not get any benefits.

...

In less than twenty minutes, a group of scholars guarding the Zhisheng Daotai were all killed. Further away, the four direct corpses in the world, who cultivated themselves, managed the family, and governed the country, were intercepted by the Dragon Domain and the human army, and could not help. For a moment, Fan Yi, who was standing on the Zhisheng Daotai, became a lonely man.

"Mr. Fan Yi."

The Ghost Emperor Qin Shi looked at the approaching player team and frowned and said, "It really doesn't work... Let's give up the Supreme Saint Dao Platform and leave the green mountains without fear of being burned. Instead of dying here in battle, it's better to plan a backup plan. How about it?"

Fan Yi sneered: "Qin Shi, this is how you were defeated in the Tianxing Continent, right? You were slightly frustrated, and the first thing you thought of was retreating? Even though you were surrounded by peerless sword techniques and surrounded by thousands of ghosts, you are still a weak person in my eyes of Fan Yi! If you want to leave, leave, get out quickly, don't let me be upset."

"snort!"

The Ghost Emperor Qin Shi snorted coldly: "Since you have already said this, I wish you good luck. If Lord Fan Yi does not die today, we will meet in the mountains and rivers in the future!"

As he said that, he floated away as he rode the throne and left the battlefield.

On another throne, Han Ying, a sword-caster, made a swordsman, made a continuous sword slashing the earth, but the throne was constantly retreating. He did not dare to let the players approach, and his face became anxious: "Mr. Fan Yi, we..."

"Get out!"

Fan Yi smiled impatiently and said, "You escaped once when Lin Hai was in power. Today, I am in power, and Han Ying will naturally escape again. The only difference is that last time you were scared away by Jing Yunyue, the world's strongest Ascension Sword Immortal, but this time... I was scared away by mere human ants."

"Han Ying just doesn't want to die here for nothing. This means nothing to me!"

As he said that, the throne who ranked last slowly clasped her fists at Fan Yi and said, "I'm leaving, take care of me!"

The throne retreated rapidly, and Han Ying left too.

...

“Hahahahaha~~~~”

On the Holy Dao Platform, Fan Yi laughed: "Qu Gao and Wu, it has been like this since ancient times. I, Fan Yi, have fallen to this point today. I, don't blame anyone. If you want to blame, you will only blame you, old man!"

He raised his sword and pointed at the sky: "If I hadn't taught me so many great principles, why would I be bound by rules for half my life? You just told me so many principles, but never told me how to solve the problems brought by these principles. I, Fan Yi, was burdened by this kind of knowledge in this life and was in a proper way, so that you would be satisfied?"

As he said that, the throne, who ranked first, suddenly turned into a huge body. With a "swish", it seemed as if it had a golden Dharma body. The Dharma image rose to a height of at least 500 meters. The long sword in his hand swung past it and suddenly drew a sword mark from the crowd of the War Alliance in the Troubled Times. Thousands of players were instantly destroyed and all turned into white light and died in battle!

"Be careful!"

Without saying a word, I directly entered the fourth state of transformation of the realm of transformation + shadow transformation + killing god wings + mark transformation. Chi You rose fiercely and reached a height of nearly 300 meters. He was wrapped in a fierce light and hit Fan Yi heavily. Then he raised his sword with his arms to block the killing of the wild boar sword. On one side, Lin Xi summoned the Bai Ze Dharma image like Lin Xi. Bai Ze's horns were filled with lightning and pierced into Fan Yi's chest.

"Go together! Destroy Fan Yi!"

At this moment, everyone saw the possibility of killing Fan Yi!

"Pushpengpeng—"

Killing the mortal world, Haotian, A Fei, Kamei, Shen Mingxuan, Gu Ruyi and others all transformed into pieces. The magic images of spiritual beasts and divine corpses were storming in the air, rushing towards Fan Yi. Further away, the dawn of purgatory, Feng Canghai, paintings on paper, Mars River, Yanshi Buying and others also transformed into one after another. For a moment, Qilin, Pingyi, Qiongqi and other magic images appeared one after another, and everyone surrounded the Holy Daotai and besieged Fan Yi!

"Hahahaha, it's a good time!"

Fan Yi seemed to have lost his mind at this time. The sword blade stabbed the A-level spirit beast magic image in an instant. He strangled it with the player. Then he raised his hand and grabbed the Yushi Pingyi's neck, pressed it down on the Supreme Saint Dao Platform with a "puff", stepped on it, and the sword blade swept across Bai Ze, and the Qinglong magic image retreated one after another, spread his left hand and fell hard on Chiyou's chest, as if he wanted to fight the entire mountain and sea secret realm one by one.

...

"superior!"

On a mountain in the distance, the four human race masters all set out their swords. In an instant, dozens of sword lights flew across the sky like rays, and the extremely accurate "puffed" was shaken on Fan Yi's back. Then the fire demon queen Sula sacrificed the flame sword from the air. The sword light fell straight and knocked down one of Fan Yi's ears.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Fan Yi's eyes were blood red, and he slashed his sword, and shouted angrily: "The whole world is enemies of me, Fan Yi, right? Ah?"

"Yes."
Chapter completed!