The Advent of the Infinite King

"Out of bounds!" The soldier hummed a song colder than the monk, raised his big hand, and flew towards Ye Fan.

The crowd was stunned and shouted: "Ye Fan!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the huge palm cover, but it completely missed Ye Fan.

"What?" The warrior was afraid of color.

"It's nothing, this is a little gift for you!" Just as the cold voice sounded, Ye Fan's small and strange figure swept across the face of the soldier in front of the Bi Mongolian like a ghost.

give me a chance!

A sharp sword flashed in the night sky, and Ye Fan's Dragon Chic was holding a long sword, accompanied by a string of red blood beads, falling majesticly and straightly.

Oh!

A howl of pain and anger resounded across the vast grassland.Under the sword, Ye Fan pierced the eye of a Northern Mongolian man.

Oh!

With an angry shout, the Beamon soldier's hands were stained with blood, and he roared in pain: "Kill them!" No one will stay! "The fierce other two Northern Mongolian soldiers will be furious.

Ye Fan was taken aback, and cheered, "Scatter!"

Accompanied by such noise, the fear of the crowd immediately scattered around.

Ye Fan shouted: "Old Sen!"

Suddenly, a ghost surrounds the figure.

I saw Sen Lan holding the scepter horizontally, a terrible dark breath suddenly became, and a low and hoarse voice rose: "Darkness swallows light!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone saw in horror that in front of Sen Lan's scepter, a huge vortex of black light had been in vain, generating a strong pulling force and rolling up the dust in the sky.

Oh!

The two Northern Mongolian soldiers roared, knowing the darkness was fierce, and they stopped.

Due to the size of the Beimeng's body and its own strength, it did real damage to it in the terrible darkness that swallowed the light.At this moment, amidst the sound of heavy footsteps, they began to gradually get rid of the threat of darkness and devour the light.

People have seen in horror that they are afraid of the soldiers of Northern Mongolia, they don’t know that there is such a powerful and terrifying wizard next to Ye Fan, they can directly fight the three soldiers of Mongolia.

Ye Fan looked majestic and dignified, and knew in his heart that Senlan would not be able to hold on for a long time, from holding the sky tightly to the sword, flashing to the side, rolling to gather strength, only in this way, when Bi Monk Bing came out, Ye Fan could give others fatal blow.

But I don't know that those who are better than Mongolian soldiers are beyond imagination.

Surprisingly, the two didn't want to run away, but stood on the sides, their feet fell to the ground, and there was a terrible force in their bodies.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan always had an ominous premonition.

Until the two soldiers clenched their fists and got ready, Ye Fan finally shouted: "Old Sen!" Go away! "Unfortunately, this step was too late.

Oh!

An earth-shattering roar, like thunder in the sky, opened the mouths of two Northern Mongolian soldiers, roaring angrily.

They were stunned, covering their ears and wrinkling their faces.

Ye Fan's face was unpredictable, and the strength of the two soldiers' roars was like a terror from a previous life, the roar of a lion!

In the mouths of the two soldiers of Beimeng, a huge vortex formed in the blink of an eye, two whirlwinds, two roaring dragons, tore apart the ground, and rushed mercilessly into the tiny darkness of light.

"Sen!~" Ye Fan shouted with red ears, and he was forced to retreat in the violent wave of anger.

boom!

The terrible hurricane shattered the ground like a beast, swallowing the darkness in an instant.

boom!appearance

Sen Lan raised her head, her fragile body was thrown out in that hurricane, and you could see the blood-red flowers flying in the sky.

"Go to hell!" Ye Fan was furious, stepped on the pedal, his body was like a flying arrow, broke through the majestic barrier of the hurricane, and approached the chest of one of the Northern Mongolian soldiers.

The fierce man tried his best and fell on the soldier's chest.

Startled, the soldier quickly realized the power of his sword and swung his arm to block it.

state!

In a flash of light, the hard steel armor on the soldier's arm was chopped into pieces by Ye Fan, and the soldier's strong body was forced to take more than two steps back.

Ye Fan and the Mongolian heroes were very surprised.Ye Fan was surprised that the sword didn't really hurt Bei Meng's soldiers, who were surprised by what he claimed was the strongest armor in the orc defense, but he was cut down by Ye Fan.

Then, when Ye Fan's body fell, the angry Bemont soldiers clenched their huge fists and bombarded Ye Fan mercilessly.

suddenly~

Fist and terrifying gang style, you can imagine that Ye Fan will explode into pieces of meat under this punch, or is it a meat paste?

Faced with this heavy punch, Ye Fan was always physically and mentally powerless, and was finally exposed to the eyes of despair, and even almost lost the final strength to fight back.

This time was also the time Ye Fan felt the most powerless, the first time he felt hopeless when facing a powerful enemy.

As if the space had stopped, all the eyes were wide open, and Karena's eyes became empty, as if they were desperate that Ye Fan would never escape this fatal fate.

However, at this desperate moment, a familiar hoarse voice came: "Death Wound!"

Suddenly, the fatal blow stopped in mid-air.