Chapter 491: Peak duel (Sixth)

With the joint efforts of Yang Fan and Hu Fei, Thunder killed the old demon with less than five breaths.

Even after the death of the Elusive Old Demon, he didn't even have time to scream. The other high-level Nascent Soul who were fighting against the other parties had not yet discovered the situation here.

Hu Fei carried the mace and said with some dissatisfaction: "Boss Yang... I'm not satisfied with the fight yet."

Yang Fan ignored him. Time was tight at this moment, so he had to catch them off guard before the other high-level Nascent Souls had reacted.

call out!

He hides again and flies toward another place where the Nascent Soul is fighting.

"Wait, then...what am I going to do?"

Hu Fei looked helpless.

At this time, Yang Fan had already flew to the area where the Poison King Medicine King fought with Han Bing.

As soon as he approached, Han Bing's instinctive combat talent had a sense of sensation. His spiritual sense suddenly swept away, and his face showed a look of horror: "You...why are you here?"

Isn’t Yang Fan fighting the Sanyou Old Demon?

Subconsciously glanced at the distant sky. The shadow of the ancient demon god and the shocking demon power, which was as high as twenty feet tall, were terrifying even if they were so far apart.

Shi Qianhan and the Three Evil Old Demon were fighting in the darkness.

"Haha, this time, I can't let you run away."

Yang Fan suddenly appeared behind him, and a blue-stick brush appeared in his hand, and he stroked it casually.

In an instant, a series of magnificent green rainbows were outlined in the void, forming the word "媚".

Han Bing's body shook, and the word "Xian" drawn on the green brush forced himself into a desperate situation with an ethereal and mysterious trajectory.

When the word "Xian" that was dozens of feet long was overwhelmingly pressed on its defense layer, it immediately made a "squeaking~~" sound, and the defense shield almost shattered in an instant.

Fortunately, he was strongly good at defending magic weapon, and his black armor and black light on his body shocked, and rolling black flames rose.

Hug~~

The next moment, a purple-black poisonous snake whip tightly wrapped it.

It is the "Xuan Silkworm Poison Ivy Whip" of the Poison King.

"Not good!!" Han Bing's magic power surged, and the black flame spread to the poisonous stinger whip. The black giant sword in his hand slashed hard at the "Xuan Silkworm Poison Ivy Whip".

Clam ~~ Mars are splashing!!

The face of the poison king changed, and the pressure increased greatly. Han Bing was about to fight for the poison ivy whip.

At this moment, Yang Fan's green pen stroked again, and a magnificent and magnificent word "Hong" suddenly formed in the void, carrying the majestic power and instantly bombarded him.

At this moment, Han Bing felt as small as an ant, and his body seemed to be pressed by a huge rock of ten thousand kilograms.

Click~~

The defensive magic weapon and the black flames split in an instant. They groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the Poison King's "Xuan Silkworm Poison Ivy Whip" tightened him tightly. The poisonous stinger on the Poison Snake Whip pierced into his body, and the poisonous force entered his body, causing severe pain and itchy body.

He screamed wildly, and the black giant sword in his hand drew a ten-foot-long black horse-sport. The storm of the storm rolled like a river, sweeping the poisonous king and the medicine king together.

Yang Fan laughed sarcastically, instead of advancing, and the green grass armor on his body swept into a light yellow light, offsetting the sword energy.

The next moment, the green stud brush in his hand stroked again:

Tips!!

The word "英" carrying the sharp and killing aura was only three feet in size, but it pierced into his body like lightning.

Han Bing's body stiffened and shook in the void, barely stabbing his body.

Puff~~

Blood was flowing out of his nose, mouth, eyes, ears, and a blood-red word "英" appeared on his chest.

The wound with blood flashing light was the word "英".

What's even more strange is that the blood from the wound did not flow out immediately.

Such a strange situation made the Medicine King and the Poison King stunned. They felt that Han Bing was on the verge of death.

The bright red word "英" not only contains a powerful and fierce killing, but also *** the body.

Soon, the vitality in Han Bing's body completely disappeared, his eyes were dull, and his body fell down.

Such a graceful and outspoken way of killing is simply unheard of.

Whoosh ~~

Suddenly, a black Yuanying spit out from Han Bing's mouth and shot into the distance.

"Where to run?!!"

Yang Fan showed mocking, and had already raised his left hand.

On the ring of the forbidden magic, colorful light spots flashed, emitting a taboo force of solidified area spiritual energy.

The black Yuanying had just flew out a few feet and was frozen in the void, showing a look of fear on his face, struggling desperately.

Soon, the black light on the black Yuanying trembled and was about to break free from the forbidden law.

The forbidden ring is very effective for beings of the same level as Yang Fan or lower than Yang Fan, but when faced with beings with higher cultivation level than him, they can only be imprisoned for a short time.

puff!

A three-foot blurred little ice snake shot out from Yang Fan's shoulder and spit out a bit of crystal-like ice flame, freezing the little Yuanying.

Brush!

Yang Fan flashed, capturing the frozen little Yuanying alive and putting it in the storage bag.

It was a quick time to say that from beginning to end, Yang Fan waved the green pen and waved the three words "Xian-Hong-Jie".

The first word pushes the ice into a desperate situation, the second word breaks its defensive shield, and the third word ends with the final kill.

Clean and neat, elegant and flowing like flowing water.

The subsequent forbidden ring and the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake were perfectly matched. Han Bing, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, even the Nascent Soul did not escape.

When Yang Fan captured Han Bing's Yuanying alive, the Poison King and the Medicine King were still stunned, and the shock in their eyes was still frozen.

After working hard to join forces, they barely tied with Han Bing. The opponent's strength is naturally clear.

But unexpectedly, Han Bing would be so powerful that Yang Fan would kill his body and capture the Yuanying alive.

They knew that Yang Fan was strong and comparable to the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but they didn't expect that he would be so powerful.

Finally, when Yang Fan killed the old demon Jipo and captured Han Bing's Yuanying alive, he alarmed other high-level monks.

"What's going on? Shi Qianhan and Yang Fan were not the same person, and they appeared on the court at the same time."

The Blood Demon Ancestor, who was fighting with the King of Hidden Heaven, found this situation and exclaimed in panic.

Whoosh ~

Yang Fan held a blue-stick brush and rushed towards him.

"run--"

The Blood Demon Ancestor turned into a blood-colored shadow and fled in panic.

At the same time, he immediately sent a message to the Sanyou Old Demon's divine consciousness: "The big thing is not good, Shi Qianhan and Yang Fan are two people, and the Jipo Old Demon was killed..."

"What?!"

After sweeping the magical consciousness of the Sanyou Old Demon, he couldn't help but be shocked. He happened to see Yang Fan holding an ancient treasure and chasing the Blood Demon Ancestor.

As soon as he lost his mind, Shi Qianhan slapped his palm. The huge palm shadow of the shadow of the demon behind him carried powerful spiritual power and slapped him to the ground in an instant.

Bang!

The Sanyou Old Demon's body was trapped in the soil, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and he made a weak "cough cough..." sound.

Shi Qianhan took advantage of the victory and stepped on it hard.

The old demon Sanyou barely rolled around and almost avoided this kick.

I felt the black wind sweeping over, and the area where I was originally located left a huge footprint about a foot wide, four or five feet deep, and the cracks spread out like a spider web, making people breathe a sigh of relief.

bass!!

The body of the Sanyou Old Demon moved more than ten feet away, and was surrounded by dangers.

"Gaga... Sanyou Old Demon, see where you are running!! Let me knock you to death today and avenge Wushuang."

Hu Fei's voice came from behind, holding a mace in his hand and smashed it hard.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Sanyou Old Demon, and the Overlord Spear in his hand shook. The demonic energy and the blue arc were tangled, sweeping Hu Fei's wolf tooth mace and immediately attacked him, slapped two punches like thunder.

Hu Fei fought against him twice, and was injured by the domineering power of the Jiuyou Demonic Art. He groaned and his body flew out.

Shi Qianhan, with the possession of the demon god, each attack contained tremendous power. When Hu Fei fought with the three old demons, he could not intervene, for fear of hurting Hu Fei by chance.
To be continued...