Great Heaven Sovereign

Murong was conspicuous and arrogant. He didn't look at Yang Fan from beginning to end.

There was a kind of disobedience in his mouth, as if Yang Fan was waiting for the lamb to be slaughtered, taking it, life and death, all in his mind.

Yang Fan's heart burst, his spirit was turbulent, and his sense of war surged out in an instant. In his eyes, he was as firm as a knife.

At the same time, Yang Fan's invincible will also surged out of him.

Murong showed his expression and narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt the breath emanating from Yang Fan, and his steps also stopped.

"Is this the power of your spirit? It looks good. It's just a congenital realm. It's really great to be able to condense the spirit to this extent. Unfortunately, it's still useless in front of me. If I want to kill you, one knife is enough."

Murong Xian said with a smile, his eyes full of drama abuse.

It seems to be ridicule, without the slightest care.

Yang Fan clenched his fists and entered instead of retreating.

Huo Zhibai is here. If he is too close, once a battle breaks out, he can't carry it with the current Huo Zhibai.

"Do you still want to fight with me? Do you think there is arrogant capital to kill some waste? I will let you know what is despair!" Murong Xian said, and a long knife was directly condensed between his backhands.

This long sword is still full of evil. Although it is not as powerful as the one just now, it doesn't try to make more concessions.

Brush.

The knife flashed and fell in the air.

Yang Fan didn't dare to underestimate it. Instinctively, he directly urged the Vulcan body, and at the same time, he cast zongtianque and hit the Vulcan fist with his backhand.

Boom!

The fist shadow overlaps wrongly and breaks the space.

Under this punch, there was a fierce sense of war and an invincible heart, with Yang Fan's belief in indomitable progress.

Murong was slightly stunned and puzzled, but only for a moment, this expression disappeared.

Instead, disdain and ridicule.

"In front of absolute strength, everything is floating clouds. Even if you have thousands of means, you are not as powerful as us. Cut!" Murong was calm and self-confident. Relying on his means, he completely played Yang Fan as an ant.

Boom, boom!

Also at this time, the knife full of evil directly cut down and entered the sea of fire around Yang Fan.

At this moment, Yang Fan panicked in his heart and stopped suddenly.

Because this Sabre was not suppressed by his own sea of fire, and even his invincible will and war intention could not weaken the evil breath on this sabre.

suppress!

This is absolute repression.

At dusk, Yang Fan felt that he could not resist. He even felt that if he couldn't escape, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"Back!"

In an instant, Yang Fan's heart surged with this idea, and then Yang Fan did not stop at all, and cast zongtianque to retreat suddenly. At the moment when the knife fell, the whole man burst out of a distance of several feet.

Boom!

At the moment when Yang Fan just landed, the ground burst directly and a gully was cut out.

Not only that, under this knife, the evil spirit raged and shook the void. Together with the plants within the scope of this knife, they were corroded by the breath and withered in an instant.

It can be imagined that if this knife falls on him, it is Yang Fan, which is unbearable.

"Yes, you can avoid my knife. However, weakness is the original sin. Can you avoid one knife and the second knife?" Murong Xian sneered, his hands gathered together, and immediately a more terrible evil blade began to slowly condense in mid air.

Yang Fan's eyes were deep and her breathing became a little short.

This knife has not yet condensed, but it has made Yang Fan feel palpitation.

"Lao Zu, what is his cultivation in the end?" Yang Fan asked hurriedly. At this moment, he had no other choice but to ask for help from Xuanwu.

He now has the cultivation of crushing man Dan Bazhong, that is to say, even against master Dan jiuzhong, he is not without the ability of a war. But now, Murong Xian was clearly not in the heaven pill realm, but he was able to press him, which immediately made Yang Fan feel powerless.

"What he is really powerful is not his cultivation, but the evil power he controls. It is no exaggeration to say that in this evil place, cultivation is not absolute. It can be obtained. The stronger the source of evil, the more powerful he is in this evil place." The voice of Xuanwu ancestor appeared.

"Is it not cultivation, but the power of evil? Is it the power of the terrible existence in the depths?" Yang Fan asked.

"That's right. The means he used and the evil power contained in it are no longer the same level as the group of people you dealt with before. Even if they all add up, they can't compare with this person. That's why his previous knife can kill so many people so easily." The sound of Xuanwu came out faintly.

"What's the matter? Is there any way?" Yang Fan asked again.

Now the top priority is to solve each other, otherwise the result can be imagined.

"It's nothing to do. I've told you that whoever touches that kind of existence will die! Unless..." Xuanwu said, trying to stop talking.

"Unless what?" Yang Fan's eyes lit up as if he had caught a dawn.

"Unless the white tiger wakes up, you won't interfere in this matter today." Xuanwu's voice is dull.

Yang Fan was stunned and immediately gave a wry smile.

This is impossible unless.

When the white tiger wakes up, it means that he has awakened five souls. At that time, Yang Fan's first thing to do is to break through the realm of human elixir. Once he breaks through the realm of human elixir, Yang Fan believes that the person who seems unable to fight in front of him will not be his opponent.

"Is there no other way?" Yang Fan felt powerless in his eyes, but he still refused to give up. If you give up now and rely on zongtianque, Yang Fan believes that if you want to go, even Murong Xian in front of you can't keep yourself. But if you take Huo Zhibai, there is no hope.

"No way." Xuanwu said.

Yang Fan is silent. Even Xuanwu said so. Yang Fan knows that if he doesn't go, he can only work hard.

Only in this way can there be a glimmer of vitality.

"Fart, who says there's no way. Old Xuanwu, are you really a five element beast? Fire Lord, I despise you."

Suddenly, just at this time, a voice appeared from Yang Fan's Dantian.

Rosefinch wake up!

Yang Fan was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, the rosefinch woke up at this time. And it seems that the rosefinch is still full of confidence.

"Little Firebird, you're awake, too." The uncontrollable excitement in Yang Fan's eyes.

When the rosefinch wakes up, it means that he has another point to rely on.

"Bah, you think I'm willing to wake up, but you're so unlucky." The rosefinch said, his eyes like a knife, cycling on Yang Fan bit by bit.

"Lying in the trough, banbu Ren Dan? And the strange light of the divine soul? You have advanced to the first weight of Huoshen body? Xiaofanzi, you shouldn't have taken the Shiquan tonic pill." Looking at Yang Fan at the foot of Zhuque mountain, he looked incredible.

"Hum, Lao Zamao, you think I'm you and Yang Fan is in my hands. I'll definitely make him to the most perfect stage. Don't you find that this boy has awakened his will of martial arts?" Basaltic eyes stare at the Dantian and look at the rosefinch.

"Cut, garbage. Although you did a good job, you don't know this boy very well. Quit? If he quit, I'll turn around and leave. I'll never wait in the body of such a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Put hope on a person who is afraid, and I can't afford to lose him." The rosefinch said, looking through Yang Fan's Dantian and locking Murong Xian.