Xia Fan pointed to several points on the 32-li slope and said, "After you get here, you will set up a formation here. My purpose is very simple. I will give Fang Sen's army that followed him a headache, so that they can continue to pursue us even more crazily."

"Why are you sure they will chase after you?" Yu Kongyue asked.

"Even if he doesn't want to chase him, I will find a way to get him to chase him." Xia Fan smiled and said, "Their troops are far more powerful than us. If they face the battle head-on, the one who loses must be us. The plan for the present is to constantly anger them, tease them, and let them chase us like a crazy crazy bull. In the process, weaken them, drag them down, and then defeat them. Although it is troublesome to do this, for us, this is the best way to preserve our own strength and achieve the greatest victory."

"I understand." Yu Kongyue looked at the small sand table that Xia Fan made, and finally nodded and said, "Then you must also pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, I'm responsible." Xia Fan nodded and said.

"I just remind you because I'm worried." Yu Kongyue said, looking at Dudu who had been standing behind Xia Fan and said, "Dudu, take good care of your young master."

"Yes." Dudu nodded quickly, clenched his fists, as if I would work hard.

Seeing this, Yu Kongyue smiled and nodded, and then led his troops to leave.

Seeing Yu Kongyue leave, she supported her worried inquiries and her advice before leaving, Xia Fan felt warm in her heart. Because only he knew best how Yu Kongyue existed. She was a real demon princess. She was respected by the strong demon clan. She was not the kind of weak princess who ordinary dynasties only knew in the harem.

Otherwise, her brother would not do anything to kill her, because she is the most powerful competitor of the Demon Emperor, with talent, intelligence and means. But after following Xia Fan, she would stand alone when Xia Fan needed her, but more often she just listened to Xia Fan's orders to do things, and was more concerned about Xia Fan's life and safety, and she was completely different from being qualified to become a female Demon Emperor.

Xia Fan naturally knew all this in his heart. Because of this, he had to go on this road even more. Watching Yu Kongyue leave, Xia Fan immediately rushed to the valley.

The distance of more than a hundred miles was really not far for him, and it was almost a blink of an eye. Then he sacrificed the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and threw the soul soldiers, soul generals and spirit beast souls into the battlefield.

With the addition of a large number of new forces, the battle situation, which was originally unclear, quickly changed.

Yu Hong's army was able to support the situation and not be defeated yet. First, Yu Hong is still fighting, supporting the morale and morale that had already been greatly affected. Second, their number is dominant, even if they cannot gain the advantage of the territory, they can barely hold on to the situation and avoid collapse in an instant.

But now Xia Fan's soul soldiers, soul generals and spirit beast souls have entered the battlefield, and Yu Hong's army's only advantage has been completely erased. The balance of victory suddenly tilted.

"Bu Fenghou, you don't have to worry about the matter here. You immediately secretly gather your troops and evacuate the battlefield as soon as possible without disturbing the enemy. Go to Sanshilipo to meet Yukongyue." Xia Fan saw that Bu Fenghou and Yu Hong were fighting with all their might, and immediately jumped over, waved the short stick and hit Yu Hong on the head, and at the same time passed the message to Bu Fenghou.

"A group of despicable and treacherous guys, die. Boom..." Yu Hong saw Xia Fan suddenly appear and sneak attack him. He shouted angrily, waved his long sword and slashed. The sword light roared out, with an amazing momentum.

As the stick shadow and the sword light touched each other, the rumbling sounded endlessly. The violent energy that burst out instantly swept across more than a thousand feet of land like a typhoon blowing from the ground. Not only did the flags blew, but they also blew some soldiers who were unstable to stand.

With Xia Fan fighting with Yu Hong, Bu Fenghou no longer had a fight and retreated to the rear with the strong wind. Although he didn't understand some of Xia Fan's orders, he decided to implement them meticulously.

"Where are you running? Come back to death! Bang..." Yu Hong hated the Marquis of Fengyuan Shengheng Xia Fan, after all, he was plotted against him this time and suffered heavy losses.

Seeing that he was about to leave, he shouted angrily and burst out with all his strength. The long sword in his hand actually slashed more than ten swords in an instant. The sword light roared out and merged into one, and instantly turned into a silver-white sword light hundreds of feet long, like a storm wave and blasted towards Bu Fenghou with a overwhelming force.

If Bu Fenghou did not turn around and block, he would certainly die after being hit. But if he fought back, he would be kept again.

But at this moment, Xia Fan's short stick in his hand was a horizontal strike. The shadow of the stick was storming, extending forward like a door bolt, directly blocking the sword light that seemed to be splitting the sky.

When the two met, a shocking sound suddenly erupted. Not only did the air waves roll, they fluctuated in all directions, but the cliffs on both sides of the impact of the valley were pounding, and many huge stones fell down. At the same time, under the impact of the strong impact force, even the surrounding ground shaking like an earthquake. It can be seen how strong the two people exploded from one attack and one defense.

"Puff!" Yu Hong was shocked and flew back one or two hundred feet away before stabilizing his body. As the qi and blood surged, his throat became sweet and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Too strong! Yu Hong looked at Xia Fan and realized that the young man in front of him was much stronger than the enemies he had encountered in the past.

Although Bu Fenghou walked far away, he was still affected by this wave of air, and his forward rushing faster. In an instant, he had reached more than a hundred feet away.

"puff……"

More than ten soldiers under Yu Hong's command saw Bu Fenghou and rushed over to siege him, but he easily cut off his head. More than ten heads flew into the sky together, and the scene of blood spraying was still quite bloody and dazzling, but on this Shura battlefield where more than 100,000 people were fighting wildly, such a scene was nothing.

While retreating towards the edge of the battlefield, Bu Fenghou was also summoning his subordinates. When he encountered an enemy, he would not be polite and would kill him.

After walking seven or eight miles away, Bu Fenghou had gathered about 3,000 people around him. Then, based on these people, he began to snowball the troops scattered everywhere.

The reason why the army is powerful is that in addition to the large number of people, it is more important to have discipline. Especially when everyone is fighting, when Bu Fenghou gathers thousands of people and forms a neat military formation to advance forward, backward, left and right, unless there are equally organized troops or shockingly powerful monks on the opposite side, they will have almost no opponents.

When Yu Hong saw Bu Fenghou constantly gathering his troops, his face turned ugly. When he saw that the troops gathered around Bu Fenghou could already be arranged into an army, his heart was cold. Because he knew very well how cruel the power such a military formation had. It was simply a killing machine, enough to crush all the enemies standing in front.

If Yu Hong is free now, he can of course summon his troops to collide with the Bu Fenghou. Whoever loses will win depends on their own abilities.

But now he was suppressed by Xia Fan and could not protect himself, so it would be even more difficult to do something else.

"Die, die, die for me." Yu Hong was anxious, trying to get rid of Xia Fan's suppression as soon as possible, but he had already exploded two or three times in a row, but he still couldn't do anything to Xia Fan.

He tried his best to fight, otherwise he would have lost his troops and generals and was defeated here. Yu Hong thought to himself, and suddenly burst out again, and when he slashed several times to force Xia Fan to retreat temporarily, he suddenly threw a longan-eye-sized pill into his mouth.

The eyes of this pill are very strange, and they look like green, but when you look closely, they look like black. There are some strange runes on the surface of the pill, which looks like eyes.

When Yu Hong swallowed the pill, the aura on his body changed, becoming stronger but increasingly strange and violent, like a volcano about to erupt. Even the aura just emitted contains terrifying power, which makes people unconsciously think of madness, destruction, killing and other bad things.

What's even more noticeable is that Yu Hong's eyes turned into a dark red that made people feel creepy at first sight. At this moment, his power has been rising steadily, reaching a level that Yu Hong himself dared not think about before.

"No matter who you are, the one who blocks me... die! Swish." Yu Hong said in a deep voice, his voice slightly hoarse, slightly different from before, but he is more confident and his voice is more powerful. Every word is heard, he will feel the sound of metal and iron clashing in his ears.

Before he could finish his words, Yu Hong waved the long sword in his hand and slashed towards Xia Fan. The moves were simpler and more ruthless than before, and they were also more rapid and violent. When the sword light moved, there was a sound of wind and thunder. At the same time, the blade flew across the sky, and countless fires even flashed.

"I'm quite domineering. Those with strength say this kind of thing is called pretending. Those without strength are looking for death. Bang..." When Xia Fan fought back, he swung his short stick and faced him.

Amid the deafening loud noise, Yu Hong was shocked again and slid backwards seventy or eighty feet away. His legs stepped on the ground and two ravines emerged. It can be seen how powerful Xia Fan's stick was just now.

How could this happen? I took the Demon Blood Pill and was not the opponent of this kid! You know, he was confident that even ordinary gods could not easily take it. In the presence of the God Transformation, Yu Hong didn't believe anyone could catch it.

But what he couldn't believe was that this boy who came out of nowhere, he... actually caught him. Damn, how strong he is! Yu Hong's hand holding the hilt of the knife was also shattered open, and blood kept flowing on the ground.

Just as Xia Fan fought with Yu Hong, Fang Sen and Zhou Yaozuzheng led their troops to come. This means that no matter whether he killed Yu Hong or escaped, they had to do it as soon as possible. Otherwise, when the 150,000 or 60,000 troops arrived, it would be really troublesome if he could not withdraw in time.

It may take a day, one night or even longer for an ordinary person to walk for more than a hundred miles away, but for a well-trained army, it is nothing at all. If Xia Fan does not want to be completely surrounded by the army and is not entangled, then what he can do now is to fight quickly.

"Impossible, how old are you? Who are you? What do you...what do you want to do?" Yu Hong also realized at this moment that things must be not simple. He stared at Xia Fan, his chest was churning, but he wanted to figure out what was going on.

It turned out that after seeing that Bu Fenghou summoned more and more troops, he did not take advantage of the situation to launch a rush, and set the victory in one fell swoop. Instead, he began to retreat slowly and withdrew the army from the battlefield in an orderly manner. This surprised Yu Hong and puzzled.

Yu Hong was the man who used to fight in the past only relying on his personal courage. He was famous for his courage to fight and fight without hesitation, but this does not mean that his head was full of muscles and sticks. Moreover, the situation in front of him was too out of common sense, and even if he had no brains, Yu Hong would also find it strange.

Of course, at this moment, the only one who withdraws from the battlefield is the soldiers who brought to block Yu Hong before Bu Fenghou, while Xia Fan's soul soldiers and soul generals and spirit beast soul bodies are rushing into the battlefield continuously, filling the gap left by Bu Fenghou's retreat. It is precisely because of their joining that the already tragic and bloody battlefield has become even more cruel.
Chapter completed!