Chapter 762 His Uncle Was Deposed!

Chapter 1024: His uncle was abandoned!

The divine light in his eyes gradually faded, and there were many regrets in the depths of his eyes. He was famous and respected by the world, and it was worth coming to this world, but at this moment, he didn't want to die.

Because, deep in his heart, there were still many regrets. If he left, he would be sorry for the two most important women in his life. Moreover, his grandson was about to be born, but he couldn't see him and hug him in person.

More importantly, his son was still in a desperate situation of life and death. He wanted to see the guy he called "rabbit" leave here safely and continue his brilliant life.

However, he couldn't see it, and he would never see it. The regret left in his heart could only become a regret!

"Dad, don't die, you can't die, I beg you, don't die..."

Ye Han hugged the madman's body tightly. He hadn't shed tears for many years. At this moment, he cried like a child, and the sound of crying echoed between heaven and earth for a long time.

On the ring, Ji Jiuqian clenched his fists, his face was ferocious, the mist in his eyes gathered into water drops, and quietly slid down. His nails had penetrated into the flesh, and blood was dripping. His elder brother, the elder brother who had protected him since childhood and was determined to become the strongest man in the world, died here and left him!

Ji Yanhuang raised his head, his old body was trembling slightly, he tried not to shed tears, but his old eyes were red, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, how many old people in this world can bear it?

Ji Kuangren was his son, Ji Yanhuang. Although they rarely communicated with each other, and the eldest son was also a heretic, he, as a father, was proud of this heretic son. However, at this moment, this son who made him proud was gone, completely leaving him, letting him, a white-haired man, send his black-haired man.

The sloppy old Taoist priest, the sword god, and the military god all sighed. The world-famous madman, the one who dared to say that he was the monarch of the world, seemed to appear in front of them again.

"Dad, don't die. Your grandson will be surnamed Ji in the future, not Ye. I beg you to come back to life. Our family will never fight again. I beg you to come back to life..." Ye Han hugged the madman's body tightly. At this moment, he cried like a child. The pressure on him was too heavy. After all, he was still a child, but he had much more on his shoulders than his peers.

On the ring, a sad atmosphere filled the sky and the earth. On the Qilian Mountains, everyone's eyes were fixed on the ring, silently. The world-famous madman died in battle. This world has lost another iron-willed good man!

Below the ring, Beigong Xian'er was also crying like a tearful person. It was the first time that she saw the young man crying loudly on the ring. Under the strong surface, there was also such a fragile side. Everyone could feel the helplessness, despair, sadness and anger in the heart of the young man on the ring.

Who wouldn't feel pain when his biological father died in the battle?

"Damn bastard!" Sha Ben and Lin Qi looked at the Nine Nights Saint who stood proudly in the void with fierce eyes. This person was taking away everything around them. He once lived in Phoenix Villa. The madman also gave them guidance like a mentor, but the person they admired in their hearts was taken away by the person in their sight.

Perhaps, in the next moment, even Ye Han will die and be gradually forgotten by the world.

"Don't mess around, live well, remember everything that happened today, remember that high and mighty person, if he also died in the battle today, you will come back in the future and complete what he didn't do today. This is your mission to survive." Zhao Hengtian took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Hearing this, Sha Ben and Lin Qi stared at him as if they wanted to engrave the figure of Jiuye Saint in their minds.

"Kuang Ren, you are worthy of being his father!" Master Wuwo sighed.

Hua Qiu Zhen also sighed and said; "In ancient times, a son should be like Sun Zhongmou, and now, a father should be like Ji Kuang Ren!"

On the stage, Ye Han's crying voice became hoarse. Kuang Ren died in the battle. He felt the grief for the first time that his relatives left him. It would be so painful, and the pain went deep into his bones.

The sad atmosphere permeated the world and infected everyone. One by one, they looked at the stage, including Jiuye Saint and the four great masters. However, their eyes were still as cold as ice, and their indifferent faces explained what it meant to regard all living beings as ants!

In the void, Saint Jiuye looked at the sad scene on the stage, his cold eyes were filled with murderous intent; "Only one person died, and you are so grief-stricken. With this ability, you dare to act so arrogantly in my Kunlun Mountain?"

Hearing this, many people on Qilian Mountain looked at Saint Jiuye.

"Damn bastard, you killed my big brother, I will make you pay the price!"

In an instant, Ji Jiuqian's body shot into the void, his extremely handsome face was full of madness and ferocity. His most respected big brother died, how could he, as a younger brother, bear it? Waves of terrifying power surged out of Ji Jiuqian's dantian. He was choosing to self-destruct and perish with Saint Jiuye.

"Jiuqian, come back!"

However, Ji Yanhuang's words were still too late.

"You want to self-destruct your Dantian and perish with this Saint Lord, are you qualified as an ant?" Saint Lord Jiuye's expression was cold, and his palm was like an iron clamp pressing on Ji Jiuqian's shoulder, making Ji Jiuqian unable to shake. Even if he wanted to self-destruct, he would not have any chance.

"Humph, since you miss your useless elder brother so much, then this Saint Lord will send you to hell to reunite." Saint Lord Jiuye snorted coldly, and terrible power was released from his body. He slapped down with one palm, trying to shatter Ji Jiuqian's head.

Seeing this, Ji Yanhuang and others changed their faces, and they flew away one by one, appearing opposite Saint Lord Jiuye in the void. The person opposite was an existence that even Ji Kuangren could kill in one move. How could Ji Jiuqian be his opponent?

"Saint Lord, please spare his life. I am willing to exchange it for the secrets of my Ji family."

Sage Lord Jiuye still took action, but the hand that could take Ji Jiuqian's life fell on his shoulder. The terrible power entered Ji Jiuqian's body, and a dull sound came out of his body. At this moment, Ji Jiuqian's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. The breath on his body weakened instantly and slowly disappeared without a trace.

Ji Jiuqian's Dantian was destroyed. With this move of Saint Lord Jiuye, he became a useless person!