Ice King

0In an instant, the black body started from his forehead. One side was golden, while the other side was black.    

    

There was a golden robe on the left, a golden hair on the right, black hair on the right, and a black robe on the back.    

    

However, when these two different colors formed in Han Ling's body, a majestic aura and power surged into his body.    

    

In the blink of an eye, it had become the body of the Profound Emperor. The dense Profound Strength spread out in all directions, covering the surrounding space. Under the enveloping of the Profound Strength, traces of convergence appeared in the space.    

    

"Ye Feii, go to hell!"    

    

A hoarse voice accompanied by a hateful and cruel voice came out of Han Ling's mouth at the same time. It was as if two people's voice came out of Han Ling's mouth at the same time.    

    

"Swoosh swoosh!"    

    

With that, Han Ling's pair of wings behind his back shook. From behind the wings, countless black and gold feathers shot out, heading straight for Ye Feii.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

Ye Feii sneered. In reality, he wanted to attack first, but the process was too fast and he also wanted to see what methods Han Ling had.    

    

"Buzz buzz!"    

    

With a slap to the air, a layer of sound dissipated. The feathers scattered and immediately exploded in the air. Layers of shockwaves swept out in all directions like a stream of air.    

    

At the same time, Ye Feii moved. A palm shot out at Han Ling.    

    

His palm formed a hand seal with spatial energy and appeared out of nowhere. The surrounding air came crashing down like a tidal wave.    

    

Phantom Shadow …    

    

"Roar!"    

    

Suddenly, two figures, one golden and one black, jumped out from Han Ling's body. Like two spirits, they charged straight at the hand print that was in front of them and got hit by the two souls. They immediately scattered.    

    

However, at the same time, Han Ling's figure moved. Black and gold balls of light gathered in his palm. At this moment, the two souls that had rushed out, one golden and the other black, suddenly fell into the ball of light.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The light ball left his hand and shot towards Ye Feii.    

    

"Humph? Good methods? They had actually gathered the Profound Strength of an expert from the Profound Emperor Realm. Han Ling, don't you know that once this power is spread out, it will affect your mind and cause you to go berserk? "Haha!"    

    

Seeing this, Ye Feii laughed out loud. At the same time, his figure moved. From the left and right side of Ye Feii's body, a total of ten illusory figures appeared.    

    

This figure was Ye Feii's Spirit Shadow Technique. After dispersing, each of the silhouettes were average and possessed the strength of a mystic spirit. Following which, these silhouettes were all submerged in the light ball.    

    

"Boom!"    

    

All of the illusions exploded after colliding with the ball of light.    

    

However, at the same time as the explosion, all the shadows turned into particles and gradually formed a human figure in the explosion. It was Ye Feii.    

    

"What?" Not dead yet? "Not good..."    

    

Upon seeing this, Han Ling's face changed drastically. What Ye Feii said was definitely true, just now this was indeed an explosive power condensed from the Profound Strength of the Profound Emperor's true body, but the moment this power spread, it would affect the mind.    

    

"Han Ling, today, I'll convince you wholeheartedly. I'll let you know what true power is! " Ye Feii's face instantly darkened as he shouted coldly.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

With that, Ye Feii's figure disappeared. After refining the dragon pearl, even without using the Sacred Monolith of Wind, Ye Feii's figure was as fast as lightning.    

    

Boom!    

    

When his figure appeared, Han Ling felt a tension in front of him. A wave of Profound Strength surged towards his Dantian like a tide.    

    

"No …."    

    

"Crack!"    

    

His dantian was shattered like glass. The Profound Strength that was rolling around started with his dantian and after completely losing the power to guide it, it scattered towards all parts of his body.    

    

With his dantian broken, the Profound Strength in his entire body scattered in all directions. Without a storage area, the worst scenario would be explosion, death or loss of cultivation. If it was light, all his meridians would be broken and he would become a waste forever.    

    

At this time, the rolling Profound Strength unrestrainedly rushed towards Han Ling's entire body, making all of the structures in his body lose consciousness.    

    

"Why? Why did this happen? I can't accept it. I, Han Ling, can't accept it. I won't lose. I won't lose … "Ah …" Han Ling roared loudly and his body smashed backwards like a kite with its string cut.    

    

At this moment, at the moment he hit the ground. Suddenly, a total of twelve emotionless black robed Puppeteer appeared in front of him. These Puppeteer charged towards Ye Feii without any hesitation.    

    

"Humph!" These twelve Puppeteer must be Lord Qin's puppet army? No, my royal palace just happens to be lacking a few guards. " Facing the twelve profound spirit Puppeteer, Ye Feii smiled faintly. He summoned the cold air in his hands, and the cold air swirled around the twelve mystical spirits. The twelve puppets were immediately frozen in place, frozen in place.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

The moment the 12 Puppeteer were frozen, Han Ling, who had smashed into the ground, suddenly expanded the golden light. The weird ferocious golden shadow's soul roared and drilled out of Han Ling's body.    

    

According to the rules, once this evil thing enters his body, he would completely occupy Han Ling's body. However, Han Ling had already become a trash, and with such a powerful master here, staying would be courting death.    

    

"Want to run?" "How can it be that easy?"    

    

In the instant that the golden soul floated into the air, a red piece of cloth immediately appeared in Ye Feii's hand. The red piece of cloth quickly enlarged and headed straight for the golden soul shadow bag.    

    

"Roar!" "Roar!"    

    

Being wrapped by the Blood Tattoo Talisman, the golden soul roared loudly. However, the roar became smaller and smaller, and the struggle gradually disappeared.    

    

The Blood Tattoo Talisman could even accept s, let alone a small soul.    

    

"Shua!"    

    

The Blood Tattoo Talisman was retrieved and immediately landed in Ye Feii's hands. The entire street immediately fell into silence, except for the explosions and craters in the ground. It was very quiet.    

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Han Ling, on the other hand, was lying on the ground in a sorry state. His limbs and bones were all broken, and blood flowed out of his mouth.    

    

He was ruthless and had killed countless people. Han Ling would never imagine that he would have such a day, and die so quickly, and lost so quickly.    

    

Ye Feii was too strong, terrifyingly strong. Even with his incredible speed and that fist, he was unable to react in time. Then … Just how powerful was he? Had he already risen to the level of the Divine Emperor? Even the Profound Emperor died so easily at his hands?    

    

At this moment, Ye Feii's gaze fell on Han Ling. Towards Han Ling, Ye Feii was not merciful in the slightest. He was the one who killed him slightly. His mother's death was related to him, such a scum. Can you spare him?    

    

"Father …"    

    

"Husband …"    

    

At this moment, the gate to the Han Family quietly opened. A woman and a three or four year old child rushed out, both women and children crying with red eyes.    

    

Then, he ran in front of Han Ling.    

    

"Husband …"    

    

Hong Yan hugged Han Ling tightly. Although Han Ling wasn't her only man, this man undoubtedly treated her the best and had the deepest feelings for her. Seeing Han Ling like this, Hong Yan finally cried.    

    

"Don't cry..." Han Ling wiped away Hong Yan's tears with a bitter smile. His mouth was pale, his face was pale, and his hands were powerless.    

    

"A loss is a loss. I, Han Ling, am completely convinced. "    

    

Han Ling smiled bitterly. Who knew how he had lived these past four years? Countless dreams had seen this scene. Ye Feii hated the fact that he returned so forcefully, so he killed him with his own hands.    

    

It was just that he could not imagine the effort he had put in these past four years. In the eyes of others, it was just a joke.    

    

"Husband …"    

    

Hong Yan cried in grief. She knew that it was all over. She couldn't get out of it four years ago.    

    

"Take good care of your son. "Don't let him walk my path. I must let him live on …" Han Ling's hand trembled as he held Hong Yan's hand. Blood was flowing out of his mouth. He knew that he would not be able to live. His internal organs were minced and his bones and tendons were all wasted. He had completely become a cripple.    

    

"No …" "No …." Hong Yan shook her head in tears. If it wasn't for all of this, then perhaps they would still be living happily ever after. But now … Now. With her Han Family reduced to such a state, her man was also about to die.    

    

Whenever she wanted to go, Hong Yan would seem like a dream …    

    

"Father, don't die! Don't die! I will avenge you, and Ji'er will kill that bastard … "    

    

Although Han Ji'er was young, after Grandma Gui's baptism and tutelage, he was not someone an ordinary child could compare to. At this moment, seeing his father on the verge of death, he stood up in anger and dashed towards Ye Feii.    

    

"You hurt my father, I'll kill you …"    

    

Han Ji'er pulled out his dagger and stabbed it towards Ye Feii viciously. Han Ji'er had forgotten how many people he had killed with this dagger of his. He knew that he was going to kill again today.    

    

"Ji'er, don't …"    

    

Hong Yan screamed out loudly when she saw it. However, it was too late when he reached out to grab her. Han Ji'er stabbed out with his blade.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

When Han Ji'er's dagger was about to land on Ye Feii's body, his body froze. A big hand tightly pressed on Ye Feii's head. Then the big hand grabbed his hair and simply grabbed it.    

    

"Just like your father, he likes to stab others secretly..." At least according to his understanding, Han Ji'er had killed more than ten people. As for how many people were killed by him within the Han Family, Ye Feii was even more unsure. Ye Feii did not have a shred of mercy towards this merciless child.    

    

"Let me go, let me go, or I will make you die an ugly death!"    

    

His brain was grabbed, but Han Ji'er immediately brandished his dagger and stabbed towards Ye Feii's chest, but because his hand was too short, he couldn't injure Ye Feii at all.    

    

"Let go of my son, I beg you, let him go …" "He's innocent. Ye Feii, if you want to kill me, you can just do it to me."    

    

Seeing their son being captured, Hong Yan and Liu Tie both begged as they laid on the ground. Right now, their request was very simple. They only hoped that Ye Feii would leave them a path to survival so that Han Ji'er could live on and leave him with a chance to live on. As for revenge, he didn't think about it at all.    

    

"Father, don't beg him. As long as your son doesn't die today, I will definitely kill him in the future. " Han Ji'er shouted. His arms and legs constantly struggled as the dagger danced in the air.    

    

"Look!" Even your son has more backbone than you? " Ye Feii let out a mocking smile. He immediately snatched the dagger from Han Ling's hand and looked coldly at Han Ling and Hong Yan.