Of course, Emperor Yukong didn't want to retreat, but when he felt the heat and domineering of the flames, he had to retreat continuously, just because he knew in his heart that he could not bear the burning of the flames at all. If he didn't dodge, he would definitely be burned to death.

Just when Yukong Emperor closed his sword and retreated, Wu Taiyan also escaped. Because he had fought with Xia Fan, he knew that he had strong strength and many methods, so he ran faster and more resolutely.

But Wu Taiyan wanted to run away, but Xia Fan didn't want this stick that often jumped out and made him feel disgusting.

"Hmph!" As the cold snorted, Xia Fan's aura suddenly burst out, and the strong pressure directly suppressed Wu Taiyan.

"Bang..." Wu Taiyan, as a powerful man in the early stage of the Grandmaster realm, certainly would not sit still and wait for death. He also released his breath to fight against Xia Fan, and his body retreated unchanged.

Wu Taiyan’s idea at this time is very simple. I may not be able to hit you, but it is not easy for you to kill me. You are fighting with the Emperor Yukong, and I stabbed the knife from time to time. Even if I can’t kill you, it will make you uncomfortable.

But Wu Taiyan obviously underestimated Xia Fan's methods and determination to kill him. He thought he could retreat calmly when he was fighting against Xia Fan's aura, but soon he realized that he was wrong and was still a big mistake.

"Roar..." Amid the roaring sound of shocking all directions, Xia Fan's aura suddenly condensed the illusion of the demon god. He jumped and fell down with a bang. He was stepping on Wu Taiyan's aura, instantly bombarding his aura and almost collapsed.

You should know that whether it is a cultivator or a demon cultivator, the breath is closely connected to the soul.

At this time, Wu Taiyan's aura was hit with such a strong impact, how could his soul not be affected? Wu Taiyan suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning, his soul was shocked and his spirit was in a trance.

Even if this is just a matter of momentum, for a powerful master-level powerhouse, instantaneous mistakes are enough to determine life and death.

Xia Fan activated the illusion of the Demon God to launch an attack, in order to Wu Taiyan's momentary loss of consciousness, and of course it was impossible for him to miss this fleeting opportunity.

At that moment, Xia Fan swung his right hand, and the whip was whipped out, as if a huge python had entangled Wu Taiyan tightly, and while tightening it, he also dragged him to fly toward where Xia Fan was.

"Let go! Bang..." Of course, Emperor Yukong would not watch the powerful follower being kidnapped by Xia Fan. The halberd sword swung and exploded the flames blocking the front and were about to snatch Wu Taiyan.

"It's too late to save people now." Xia Fan sneered in his heart. When his divine thoughts moved, he activated the magical powers of the Han Rong Whip that were brought to the Han Rong Whip.

"Puff..." The Knotty Whip directly blew up Wu Taiyan's protective magic power and stabbed into his heart. Then he sucked it suddenly, directly sucking away his qi, blood essence and vitality.

"You..." Wu Taiyan looked at Xia Fan with a look of surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect that he would die so easily under his hands. He wanted to speak, but due to the large loss of vitality, he could not say a whole thing in the end.

"Bang..." As the explosion sounded, Emperor Yukong had already arrived with a knife, but what was left to him was a shriveled corpse.

"Yu Cangqiong, if you still want to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight next to you, then no one in the hall can get the benefits." Yukong Emperor roared angrily and waved his backhand.

This sword did not attack Xia Fan and Yu Cangqiong, but the sword light stormed and spread out around, directly killing some demon cultivators who had finally climbed to the top of the skull mountain.

The strength of these demon cultivators is actually not weak, almost all of them are at the eighth and ninth level of the divine realm. However, facing the fierce murderous desire of Emperor Yukong, he really has no power to fight back. He died in a scream and blood splattered everywhere, falling on the skull below, causing howlings full of excitement.

"Okay, then you and I will join forces to kill Xia Fan." Yu Cangkong was quite decisive, and he also saw that the current situation could not help but just stand by. Because if he didn't kill Xia Fan and enter the hall, then when Yu Kongyue gets all the benefits, he and Yu Kong Emperor will definitely be unlucky.

When he was speaking, Yu Cangkong waved the folding fan in his hand and stabbed Xia Fan from afar.

It seemed to be light, but the sharp and unparalleled sword light roared out and came straight towards Xia Fan.

Xia Fan was good at using swords. When he saw Yu Cangkong taking action, he couldn't help frowning slightly. He was already a little more alert in his heart. He shook the spear in his hand and stabbed towards the sword light that was shooting towards him like he was holding a long sword.

Using sword against sword, this is Xia Fan’s response.

"Bang..." The light shot from the gun and the sword light were in constant explosion.

Not only did Yu Cangkong not feel depressed because the sword light he attacked was blocked, but instead showed a cold smile on his face. Because the seemingly simple sword momentum just now was actually not simple, and there was a hidden murderous intent under his seemingly ordinary appearance.

"Bang...bang...bang..." Yu Cangkong's sneer froze on his face soon, just because he saw a scene that he unexpectedly saw.

It turned out that the sword light that Yu Cangqiong stabbed with a folding fan seemed just one, but in fact, thirteen overlapped together. It was difficult to distinguish on the surface. When the front one was impacted, the remaining twelve would fly out instantly and form a sword formation to blast towards the enemy.

In a hurry, facing a fierce offensive like a violent storm, no matter who it is, he will definitely suffer a loss.

But when the twelve sword lights instantly formed into a sword formation and flew towards Xia Fan, what was waiting for them was definitely not a panicked face, but like the tip of a gun that had been waiting for a long time.

The sounds burst into pieces, and the sword formation formed by the twelve sword lights had not yet exerted the effect Yu Cangqiong had imagined, and it was already broken by the spear that was stimulating.

"What's going on?! How can you see through my sword moves?!" Yu Cangqiong was shocked and looked at Xia Fan with an incredible face and asked loudly.

"You think you could hide it from my eyes by refining the thirteen flying swords into a folding fan. It's such a joke!" Xia Fan smiled contemptuously and said, "When I saw the essence of the folding fan at the first time, hehe, the quality of your folding fan is really not very good. The thirteen flying swords were not refined together. Are you so poor as a prince?!"

"I was not made at the same time by refining these thirteen flying swords. Only I know how he learned it? Could it be that he really can see it?!" Yu Cangkong was not furious because of Xia Fan's sarcasm, but was filled with shock.

"Don't be fooled by Xia Fan, so as not to be distracted." When Emperor Yukong shouted softly, he swung his halberd and rushed over again.

"Haha, I'm just attached to the face." Yu Cangqiong opened his eyebrows, smiled mockingly, and directly sacrificed the folding fan. With a squeak, he turned into thirteen flying swords, pointing to Xia Fan and said, "Since you have seen it, then you can try the power of my sword formation."

"Swish..." The swords roared again and the thirteen flying swords instantly formed into a sword formation with cold light and a thousand sword energy, covering Xia Fan.

"Yukong Emperor, you have to keep some gods, so that Yu Cangqiong will kill you together when attacking me." Xia Fan pointed his finger, and the spear immediately turned into fifty-five ten thousand soul banners again, forming a formation to meet the fencing formation.

Xia Fan did this not just to use his own way to help him, but more because the best way to deal with the formation is the formation. Otherwise, if he only uses his own strength to fight the sword formation head-on, he will actually suffer a secret loss.

If it was just fighting alone, it would be fine to suffer some secret losses, but now Xia Fan fights one against two, and he can't make any mistakes, or the one who is unlucky is himself.

After the spear turned into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Xia Fan's hand was empty immediately, but he was not worried that there were no weapons to use, because just as he raised his hand, something fell from the bone tower that had been hanging above his head, and it fell into his hands impartially. It was the giant bone hammer that the pseudo-demon god had held before.

"Bang..." At this moment, Emperor Yukong saw that Xia Fan had no weapons and took the opportunity to rush over, but as soon as the sword light arrived, Xia Fan had already swung the huge bone hammer to block it.

This giant white bone hammer is not only a weapon, but also a magic weapon. In a hurry, Xia Fan could not refine it, so he could only use it as a weapon.

Because the giant white bone hammer is really huge, when it is held in your hand, it looks like a big shield, and you can easily block the attack of Yukong Emperor.

"How could I not have a fight so much?" When a female voice sounded, the door of the hall behind was quietly opened, and Yu Kongyue, who was graceful, had already walked out of it.

"You have reached the Grandmaster realm. Could it be that you have obtained the inheritance of the Demon God?!" Emperor Yukong was even more shocked when he saw Yukongyue's eyes, and he refused to ask directly.

"My ability to reach the Grand Master level has nothing to do with the inheritance of the Demon God, but thanks to the Demon God, my bloodline has become more and more pure, and of course my strength has also improved a lot. Are you envious or jealous?" Yu Kongyue was full of hatred for the Emperor Yu Kong, so she would never let it go if she found a chance to attack him. Her words were like a knife, and every word was killed by the heart.

In fact, Xia Fan looked at Yu Kongyue and found that she was very different from the past. First, her aura was more pure and powerful, and the illusions of the demons and gods in it were more solid, as if she was alive when she looked around.

Second, her strength is also more stable. If she said that when she broke through and came out of the Tiantian pocket, she was as sharp as if she was a sharp blade of magic weapons that had just been released, then now she has restrained her sharpness and hid her sharpness, which will only be revealed when needed.

This subtle change is actually a manifestation of the improvement of the level of grasping one's own strength.

"Lend your whip for use." Yu Kongyue stretched out his hand towards Xia Fan.

"Be careful, his halberd sword is very powerful!" Xia Fan naturally would not let him borrow it, and he casually reminded Yu Kongyueshi.

"Yeah." Yu Kongyue responded, holding the whip with the whip with the right hand and the original whip with the left hand, shaking casually, as if he was holding two long dragons, and said to Emperor Yu Kong: "I will kill you today and use your head to pay tribute to Zhang Ke who died in Zhenfeng City."
Chapter completed!