Great Heaven Sovereign

such a chance must not be missed!

If it was the scene before, Yang Fan didn't have absolute confidence and didn't dare to make a move easily. But now, it's a fleeting opportunity. How can Yang Fan miss it.

At this time, Yin Shoumeng woke up in the void without any hesitation. He jumped into a shadow and directly hit the tiger spray in front of him.

But,

Without the slightest pause, he directly grabbed pheasant Ji and rushed to the distance.

Yang Fan's figure did not stay. Yuan Li surged and directly came to the void. He punched the tiger.

Yinshou needs time, and this time can only be won by him.

"Bastard, why on earth?" The tiger let out a furious scold and broke free from the thunder. This thunder made him flesh and blood, as if the flesh of the demon family was not enough to see.

What made him more angry was that in such a blink of an eye, pheasant Ji was saved from her eyes.

Seeing that Yang Fan shot at himself at this time, the anger accumulated in his heart also broke out in an instant.

On reading, he punched Yang Fan directly.

Boom!

Two fists collide.

Yang Fan's figure was shaken back a hundred feet.

But the tiger spray was no better. It was a staggering and almost fell from the void.

"On the contrary, dog, do you dare to fight me? Don't you see my immortal light?" Tiger spray is arrogant. When he drinks angrily, his killing intention erupts.

"Immortal light? Oh, ignorant and fearless. What do you really think immortal light is?" Yang Fan sneered.

"Are you jealous? My fairy light shows that I am talented against heaven and can enter the world of the gods in the future." Tiger spray response.

Yang Fan did not respond, but felt pity.

The world of gods?

It's just people who call themselves gods.

But Yang Fan didn't break it, but whispered:

"Even if you are immortal, what can you do? I haven't killed the so-called bearer." Yang Fan said, and his momentum began to condense.

Now, he has no worries in his heart.

As long as he can stop the crowd for a moment and let Yin Shou and pheasant Ji leave, his goal will be achieved.

But just then, the master of Yuhua mountain suddenly said:

"Yang Fan, do you think you can procrastinate by yourself if you let the evil animal take the woman away. You think too naive."

"They can't leave. The beast is locked by the thunder. Without the baptism of the thunder, his blood can't be transformed. He can't leave this area at all."

The master of Yuhua mountain said, with a determination to kill all in his gloomy expression on his face.

Yang Fan's face sank.

The words of Yuhua mountain leader made him feel that the crisis was coming again.

At this time, yinshou's figure stopped abruptly in the void.

Endless thunder fell from the sky and directly blocked his way.

"Childe!"

Yinshou had no choice but to retreat to Yang Fan. This kind of thunder pressure is an absolute control over him. He takes pheasant Ji with him. He is afraid that he can't take care of everything at that time.

Yang Fan took pheasant Ji and hugged her with one hand.

It's soft, but extremely cold.

It was like an unknown force raging in her body.

At the same time, this cold touch spread through Yang Fan's nerves.

Yang Fan's face suddenly became cold, and Tianmu decided to run directly into pheasant Ji's body.

He didn't know what the cold breath running through the pheasant girl was. But out of instinct, Yang Fan wanted to use muyuan force to defeat this force.

But the next moment, Yang Fan's face became more and more embarrassed.

Mu Yuanli disappeared without a trace and was swallowed as soon as he entered the pheasant's body.

"Don't waste your energy. In order to restrain his power, it's the power of the sage of the tiger demon saint. You want to dissolve it? Nonsense." Tiger spray hissed at Yang Fan's action.

"Demon saint?" Yang Fan looked dignified.

The demon king is already the star gate, and before that, the demon emperor Hubiao, he can't feel each other's breath at all.

It's impossible to know the extent of the demon saint.

For a moment, Yang Fan's heart was full of melancholy clouds.

This time... I'm still big.

He thought he had grown up. He thought that with his current combat power, even if he was defeated, the world was so big that he could go. But now, I still taught him a lesson.

His perception of the world... Is still too superficial.

It's not that there are absolutely strong people in the world, but they never show up.

"Yes, the means of the demon saint can be blasphemed by your existence. You can't imagine the means of the demon saint." Tiger Biao also said.

In the middle of the words, there is a color of supremacy, as if announcing that their demon family has a demon saint in the world.

Yang Fan's face solidified and stopped his action.

It's totally useless.

"Childe, what should I do now?" Yinshou asked.

Now his blood has changed and Tianlei is aiming at it. He's afraid he'll be overwhelmed. So once he starts, he can't help at all.

As for song Bing and others.

If several demon kings are involved, it may not be possible. It can only be aimed at some ordinary demon families. It can't help here.

Yang Fan pondered.

But in my heart, I am also crazy about whether there is still a chance to get rid of the current dilemma.

"With white bones?" An idea flashed through Yang Fan's heart.

However, it was only denied by Yang Fan himself in an instant.

The strength of white bone is very strong, but now I can't control it at all. Although his strength has improved a lot now, the more he improves, the more Yang Fan feels that the strength of this white bone is uncontrollable.

Moreover, the use of white bones will inevitably attract the blood essence left by Zhang Shifang in his body. In this case, the greatest possibility is to detonate the power of one's own blood again.

At that time, even getting out of trouble will lead to more terrible existence.

Therefore, even if the strength of white bone is strong, Yang Fan doesn't dare to use it easily now.

"Is it unparalleled?" Yang Fan thought again.

Now, the real dilemma is not the tiger spray in front of him, but the tiger Biao and the Yuhua mountain master, as well as shatongtian.

It's not difficult to kill a tiger spray!

Even without using his cards to suppress him, Yang Fan has absolute confidence.

But the difficulty is that the latter three old horrors that they can't see through.

Yang Fan tries to hook up the matchless long gun. There is no soul in the long gun at this time, but it can still vibrate violently. It seems that he wants to return to Yang Fan's hand.

Unfortunately, just a few breaths, the long gun returned to silence.

Without it, just because Yang Fan's strength is not enough.

Not enough.

"Little Firebird, what will happen if you are asked to face these three old guys?" Yang Fan asked.

He has no time to think about it.

Although I know that if I let little Firebird and others do it, it may not be less trouble than the power of touching blood.

But now he has no mind to care about that.

There is only one thing in his heart, that is, pheasant Ji, must live.

"Xiaofanzi, we can't do it." The little Firebird was dejected.

"I see!" Yang Fan didn't say much.

The mind directly withdrew from the temple.

It's no use talking too much!

He didn't know what little Firebird was afraid of, but since they chose not to do it, Yang Fan wouldn't blame them. After all, now they are one, both prosperous and lossy, which can keep them silent at the risk of being wiped out.

It can only show that what they fear is more desperate than before.

Yang Fan's mind fell on the town crime tower again, but he didn't speak in the end.

Little Firebird, they are like this. There's no need to think about it in the sin tower of the town. Xiaobai must be more afraid to fight under the power of the second floor.

In other words, he is now in possession of a great opportunity and has countless experts.

But... The only one he can rely on is himself.

The idea turned, and Yang Fan felt helpless in his heart.

But just then, a voice suddenly appeared: "she, I'll take it away."

Yang Fan was stunned.

The sound directly hit Yang Fan's mind and came from the town sin tower.

But

Not the second floor!

But on the last floor.

"Old five!" An answer came out of Yang Fan's heart in an instant.

"No, you can't meddle in his affairs, or you're hurting him." The sound of the second floor appeared.

"Are you... Blocking me?" The voice of old five appeared.

Extremely overbearing.

At this moment, Yang Fan felt that his cognition was broken again.

No, this time it broke the sky.

The power of the second floor is to directly let the owner of the sword scar die without rolling, but now, the old five dare to talk to him like this?

"I..." the voice on the second floor appeared again, but just spit out this word, there was no follow-up.

For a long time, after a moment, two words slowly fell down:

"Dare not!"