Taikoo Evil Emperor

Chapter 233 Destroying Immortals One-style Defensive Formation
"By the way, this is Senior Sister Xiang Jing and Third Sister Xiaoyun." Wang Qifa introduced to Ye Fan: "Senior Sister, this is the Junior Brother who saved Xiaoyun."

The woman heard that it was Ye Fan who saved Xiang Xiaoyun, and finally turned around to look at Ye Fan. Her eyes were wide open, her expression was very grateful, and she grabbed Ye Fan's hands.

"Junior brother, I really want to thank you, I'm so afraid of that girl's whip." After speaking, he kept shaking Ye Fan.Ye Fan made her dizzy from shaking, and flung his hands aside.To be honest, Xiang Xiaoyun did her best, even if she didn't take action, I believe she would not die.

But now hearing Xiang Jing's words, Ye Fan was surprised, because Xiang Jing's tone was so familiar, and suddenly remembered how similar this guy's tone was to Xiang Xiaoyun's hooligan tone, they were indeed sisters.

Seeing Ye Fan retreating, Xiang Jing also felt that she had lost her composure. After covering her mouth and coughing, she straightened her waist and calmed down, pretending to be a lady, and thanked Ye Fan again .

It's just that the corners of Ye Fan's mouth are twitching now, because she looks a little pretentious.

"Junior brother, why is this city like this? Why did the Demon Cultivator Clan attack at this time?" Wang Qifa looked at the battle in the sky and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know about this, but I think it's better for you to leave first." Ye Fan smiled wryly.

Wang Qifa frowned when he heard what Ye Fan said. He also saw that the righteous people not only had to deal with the demon cultivators, but also had to resist the monsters outside the city, and it was already becoming difficult.

"Senior sister, things are complicated here, why don't you leave first." Wang Qifa said to Xiang Jing

"No, I won't leave if I don't get rid of that wolf." Xiang Jing looked displeased.

"Senior sister, why rush for a while, if he doesn't die, I will let him die in a while." Wang Qifa showed anger.

"Isn't that someone from the Palace of Eternal Life? You bastard." But what surprised Wang Qifa was that Xiang Jing rushed over directly when he saw His Highness Eternal Life, as if wanting him to die.

"Hey, really." Wang Qifa had a big head, said goodbye to Ye Fan, and quickly chased after him.

Seeing the two of them leaving, Ye Fan heaved a sigh of relief, he couldn't control them if they wanted to die, and disappeared in place in an instant, retreating to a place ten miles away.

The great battle in the ancient city was still going on, and the fluctuations of those battles caused the ancient city to collapse continuously, and there were also good and evil people fighting in several places near Ye Fan.

Fortunately, the evil people didn't make trouble for themselves, and they didn't dare to provoke them.

Ye Fan stared at the ancient city cautiously. The battle of the saints in the sky was depressing and throbbing.

Near the ancient city, after the battle between the sword man and the past body, it has become dilapidated.The spiritual power was in chaos.In the arena, the two fought more and more madly, with sword shadows and ghost-shaped tables.

The black iron sword in the sword man's hand became as bright red as blood, and on one side, the black bone floating beside him turned into a death knife full of resentment and hostility, with a black bone on top of the knife constantly heaving dead angry.

"Boom."

Fighting hand to hand, the two fought fiercely, displaying a myriad of brilliance in Taoism, constantly bombarding each other, and at the end of the battle, the two even directly bullied themselves to the front, wanting to slash each other alive.Both of them have the tendency to swallow their anger.

The cultivators nearby, be they righteous or evil, all avoided them far away, and fled to a distance to look at the two in surprise. The fighting spirit of the two on the battlefield was unstoppable.

"Okay, come again." The sword man was crazy about this duel, and after hitting the air with his sword, he raised his head and shouted loudly.

In the past, he dodged his sword light continuously, but during the dodge, his pupils glowed with blood, and the aura on his body was majestic and powerful.The battle situation in the ancient city, because of the sharp aura of the two swordsmen, made everyone pay close attention to it, and the two people in the field still have shocking scars on their bodies.A piece of blood stained Xuanyunpao red, and a piece of black blood dripped continuously in the air.

And the dead energy of the ancient city below moved forward again, and Ye Fan became more and more nervous, with a bad premonition that a storm was about to come.

The duel between the two Tianjiao, the oscillating spiritual power made him very uneasy, and he kept looking out of the ancient city, fearing that the battle between the two would destroy the formation of the ancient city.

"That's right, let's see if you can take my blow." The sword man dodged the blow, and raised the black iron sword high.

In an instant, the spiritual power of several parties surged, and even the death energy in the ancient city was drawn by it.The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed, and the aura of the ancient city was refined into the giant sword by him. The blood-red iron sword in his hand suddenly appeared several gods and demons, and as soon as it appeared, it shot straight into the sky.

"Hooho."

The god and monster looked like a ghost, and there was unwillingness and despair in the roar. The eyes of the sword man were red. Although the mysterious sword in his hand had changed, he still continued to draw the spiritual power of the four directions for his own use.

"Slaying the Immortal."

When the spiritual power brought in reached a certain level, the sword man let out a loud cry, and the sound waves were like thunder, making people standing far away feel his fighting spirit.

It's just that Jiannan's actual situation is not as optimistic as the voice sounds. The black iron sword he is holding high is shaking constantly, and he seems to have forcibly chopped it down, with cold sweat streaming down his face.

But as he shouted, the black iron sword in his hand emitted a sword energy like a fairy light, reaching the sky and descending to the secluded ground.

All the cultivators were shocked, because the sword-slaying style was created by Emperor Wenjian.With one move, all gods, Buddhas and demons can be killed.It's just that the sword man obviously hasn't reached that ability now, and even the sword style is difficult to activate.

However, the position where he was standing in the past terrified Ye Fan, because behind him was the big wall of the ancient city, and this imposing sword glow cut down. Although he didn't want to admit that he was worse than the sword man in the past, but now he can see Seeing the horror of the sword light, he had to recognize the disadvantage first, and dodged aside in embarrassment, but although the sword light didn't hit him, it still made him vomit blood profusely.

But when the sword light hit the ancient city wall, the ancient wall clicked, and the formation was cut open from the inside.

"It's broken." Seeing the missing corner of the ancient formation, Ye Fan was in a cold sweat. This swordsman must have been too inconsiderate of others, and even destroyed the formation by himself.

"Roar."

Outside the ancient city, those monsters roared suddenly, as if they had sensed some kind of call, the roar was shrill and resentful, resounding through the heaven and earth, and the earth trembled, and the sound swept away all the cultivators in a trance.

"Ho Ho." The yell became louder and louder, and the black air below gradually rose from the ground.Sections of black horses turned into hand shapes, rolled up the corpses and flesh of the monsters on the ground, and dragged them into the black air.Seen from a distance, the black air looks like it is forming the tentacles of a giant flower, constantly flying in the air.

When Ye Fan saw this, several fetishes in his body moved violently, his face was flushed, his ears were hot, and he was panting heavily, already sweating profusely: "Is it coming?"

(End of this chapter)