If Yang Fan says he has no idea about the things in the tomb, it''s a lie. But as he said, he did something and didn''t.


    The mission of the emperor Wushen is a lament of heaven and earth and a reincarnation jihad.


    On this point alone, Yang Fan will never allow their imperial tombs to be excavated by these people.


    "It''s too rampant. You''re going to commit public anger!" Wang Tianhe said.


    Before, Duke impermanence was killed by Yang Fan, which made him afraid of Yang Fan. But fear is not enough to suppress the greed in his heart.


    The imperial mausoleum is too tempting for him. Such a large tomb may not be his second chance in his life. So even in the face of Yang Fan''s oppression, he doesn''t want to give up.


    And of course, he has something to rely on.


    That is Xiao Yuan.


    "It''s not rampant, it''s deceiving people too much. You take people''s lives with your hand. What''s the difference between you and an evil devil." Zheng Daoguang said.


    "Is this when you are invincible?" The rain melted the mountain and echoed.


    Although the four of them are not in the same vein, they have a deep origin. Now they are killed by Yang Fan. Naturally, they are very unhappy.


    Yang Fan''s eyes shifted from Xiao Yuan and crossed the three.


    At this moment, the people had a feeling of being stared at by the God of death, as if Yang Fan''s eye had a magic power that engulfed people''s hearts and made them uneasy.


    In an instant, people''s eyes shifted one after another, and they didn''t dare to look at Yang Fan at all.


    But if they dodge, Yang Fan may not be investigated.


    "If I don''t help, I won''t dig someone''s ancestral grave to support myself." Yang Fan sneered.


    No matter Xiao Yuan or a few people, they have been listed in the list of must kill in Yang Fan''s heart. But this time, the killing was only for the warrior emperor.


    For a stick and a faith.


    In other words, killing is clear, that''s all.


    Because these people were brought by Xiao Yuan, their purpose is to the mausoleum.


    This has touched the bottom line in Yang Fan''s heart.


    And this is the line of life and death in Yang Fan''s heart, passing death and avoiding life.


    "Joke, don''t you want to swallow all this? But you don''t seem to understand the current situation. Are you qualified to swallow all this?" Xiao yuanleng drank, and his eyes also showed the idea of killing.


    "Come in and try?" Yang Fan''s eyes narrowed, cold everywhere, and his sword finger was Xiao Yuan.


    For a moment, Xiao Yuan could no longer suppress his inner anger on his face, so he had to fight.


    But at this time, he was held by the Yuhua mountain around him.


    "Lord, how can you kill a chicken with an ox knife? It''s just a waste in the realm of divine pill. It''s easy to kill him." Yuhuashan said, and a long sword appeared in his hand.


    The whole body of the long sword is dark and glitters with dark red Qi. The word "life and death" is engraved on it.


    "Judge sword!"


    "It''s said that judge FA Qiu can''t produce a sword. He can produce both yin and Yang of life and death!"


    "Yes, in their vein, judge faqiu should be the first in terms of combat effectiveness."


    "There''s a good play. It''s also a sword. I bet he can''t catch a sword in front of the judge."


    The eyes of the onlookers glittered with surprise.


    Yang Fan''s existence poses a great threat to them. Now that someone has made a move, they will naturally enjoy their success. In particular, this person has the strength to shock them.


    This naturally makes them expect that Yang Fan will die under this sword.


    Yang Fan didn''t change his face. He just glanced at the judge''s sword and gently picked up the corner of his mouth: "garbage!"


    Yuhuashan was furious.


    At this moment, he is enjoying the shock and praise brought to everyone. But at this time, Yang Fan''s two words fell, which was undoubtedly a humiliation to him.


    "Boy, don''t be hard spoken when death comes. Now I''ll give you a chance. Now surrender, kneel down and admit your mistake to the city Lord. Then I''ll heal myself and repay you for your crime of killing Duke impermanent. Maybe I can be merciful under the sword and judge you a way to live. Otherwise... Die!" The rain melted the mountain and said coldly.


    But Yang Fan didn''t even bother to lift his head. He directly shook the long sword in his hand: "break my life and death? With your sword?"


    Yang Fan lowered his head and said.


    Let him die?


    There are too many people in the world who want him to die. Unfortunately, the people who say this sentence are now three feet tall. Moreover, it is no exaggeration to say that there is no shortage of experts among those who want to kill themselves.


    There are many saints and family geniuses, and none of them can be compared with these people. So now that yuhuashan said he wanted to kill himself, it sounded like a joke to him.


    "Why don''t you believe it? With my sword, I say you will live when you are born, and I say you will die when you die." Yuhua mountain is extremely tough, and the long sword also glitters with scarlet light. The word "life and death" is flickering, and then began to rotate wildly.


    As soon as they saw it, they pushed it away.


    Even Li Jin, Xiao Yuan and others stepped back.


    They still have some confidence in Yuhua mountain.


    After all, the judge''s sword is also famous for a long time.


    Even if you can''t kill Yang Fan, you won''t be killed by Yang Fan.


    As for Yang Fan, he still stood still at this time, looked at him and said, "you can''t!"


    And this sentence also completely angered yuhuashan.


    "Life and death are determined by the turn of life and death. The judge''s sword determines life and death."


    "A sword, die!"


    Yuhua mountain shot directly, and the light on the judge''s sword disappeared at this moment. A huge word of death burst out directly from the long sword.


    Then it was instantly transformed into thousands of dead words.


    Under the dead word, it circled the void and came straight to Yang Fan.


    Yang Fan slowly raised his head and raised his long sword:


    "Fancy flowers!"


    Yang Fan said contemptuously, completely dismissing this power.


    As soon as he shot, Yang Fan already saw that the so-called sword of life and death depended on the long sword in his hand.


    There are two kinds of breath in this long sword.


    One is vitality and the other is stillness.


    Although Yang Fan doesn''t understand why this power is concentrated, this power is not a threat to him.


    In short, in front of Yang Fan, any vitality and death against himself is futile.


    "Ghost emperor!"


    "Wood Road gentleman!"


    "Help me kill the enemy!"


    There was a faint sound in Yang Fan''s heart.


    At the next moment, Yang Fan''s eyebrows and ghost eyes opened, followed by a figure with a fierce and dark smell.


    At the same time, Yang Fan''s chest position, a figure also suddenly emerged.


    This scene directly shocked everyone, and horror surged in the eyes of countless people.


    Such means have completely exceeded their cognition.


    If they hadn''t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn''t believe it at all.


    "What is this?"


    "Is this martial art? Does martial art have such power?"


    "No, it''s definitely not martial arts. These two figures seem to be his separation, and they have different attributes."


    For a moment!


    No one is surprised!


    Were frightened by Yang Fan''s means.


    What''s more frightening is that with the appearance of these two figures, the floating dead words were swallowed up by the figure in the center of Yang Fan''s eyebrows.


    Yes, it''s phagocytosis.


    Just open your mouth and suck it suddenly, and the power will disappear in an instant.


    The long sword in the hands of Yuhua mountain also broke instantly.


    Whoosh!


    Soon a black stone penetrated and fell directly into the hands of the ghost emperor.


    At the same time, Mu Daojun was not idle. Mu Daojun was full of vitality and infinite aura burst out on him.


    Under the traction of this breath, the long sword of Yuhua mountain also trembled violently.


    Then, in full view of the public, it burst in an instant.


    Immediately, the new word also disappeared at this moment, turned into a white streamer and fell into the hands of Mu Daojun.


    From beginning to end, Yang Fan never moved.


    "How could this happen? How could this happen? What kind of magic did you use?" The rain turned the mountain into hysteria. Looking at the empty hands, he screamed in pain.


    This long sword is his lifeblood.


    Now a move collapses, which is worse than killing him.


    But Yang Fan ignored it, just waved it, recalled the ghost emperor and Mu Daojun, and then said, "if you can''t, you can''t."


    "Next, I''ll cut you with a sword!"