Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 491 Join forces for a decisive battle

There was a loud "dong" sound, and the two masters of the demon spirit tribe did not hesitate to take action against their own people in order to seize the opportunity to capture Lin Fan. Their figures intertwined in the air, erupting with powerful energy fluctuations that seemed to tear the entire sky apart. This move instantly ignited the flames of war. More and more strong men from the Demon Spirit Tribe were involved in the battle. The entire sky was enveloped by their energy fluctuations, forming a chaotic and violent battlefield.

When Qiankun saw this, his face showed a look of joy. He laughed loudly and said: "These are the heroes of our Demon Spirit Clan, the War Clan! Look at how they fight bravely and do not hesitate to take action against their own people in order to capture the enemy. These are the real warriors!" There was a hint of laughter in his voice! Full of pride and excitement, as if seeing the glorious future of the Demon Spirit Clan.

However, at this moment, a soft "swish" sound was heard, and hundreds of strong men from the Demon Spirit Tribe who were flying into the sky suddenly disappeared. They seemed to be swallowed up by the atmosphere and disappeared without a trace. The originally lively battlefield suddenly became empty, leaving only Qiankun and a few elders from the Demon Spirit Clan looking at each other, at a loss.

The elders of the Demon Spirit Tribe were immediately startled. They exclaimed, "Oh no, I've been tricked! Someone has set up a formation here, and Jiao Renren really has an accomplice!" They immediately realized that they and others had been trapped in a trap. In the trap carefully laid by the enemy.

 “Good job.” Lin Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. In his heart, he admired Zhao Feiyu's calmness and wit. If it weren't for the internal strife between the two masters of the Demon Spirit Clan, he would have almost been injured. Now, except for the elder Pavilion, all the strong men of the Demon Spirit Clan have been teleported to the desert a hundred miles away, which undoubtedly greatly reduced their pressure.

 “Demon Spirit Tribe, pay with your life!” Zhao Feiyu couldn’t hold back his anger any longer, he shouted and flew into the sky. His momentum is boundless like a wind **** sitting on the strong wind. The yellow sand in the sky seemed to be scattered under his feet, and he didn't dare to get close. He was like an unsheathed sword pointing directly at Qiankun and the Demon Spirit Clan Pavilion Elder.

Qiankun grinned and said with a look of doubt on his face: "Only two? You dare to assassinate me with just two people? You really don't know how high the sky is." Although he said it easily, he didn't dare to be careless in his heart. After all, the fact that Lin Fan and Zhao Feiyu were able to set up such a sophisticated formation to teleport all his men away was a testament to their extraordinary strength.

 “Two are enough.” Lin Fan also appeared in the rolling yellow sand and faced Qiankun coldly. His body was covered with a light layer of purple vitality that separated the yellow sand. His black hair also has a layer of purple aura, which makes him look evil and charming. He said calmly: "Are you going to restrain yourself and be beaten to death by me, or are you going to pretend to struggle a few times and be beaten to death by me?"

Looking closely, although the sky is filled with yellow sand, not even a single drop of yellow sand touches the body. Lin Fan's figure looms in the yellow sand, giving people a mysterious and powerful feeling. His eyes were firm and cold, as if he could see through Qiankun's heart.

The old guard of the Demon Spirit Tribe used his vitality to create a protective circle in front of Qiankun and said in a cold voice: "This place is only a hundred miles away from Pangcheng and it is within the territory of our Demon Spirit Tribe. It would be too unfair for two people to assassinate the young master here." The Demon Spirit Tribe is taking it seriously." His voice was full of anger and threats, as if to scare Lin Fan and Zhao Feiyu away.

However, Lin Fan and Zhao Feiyu were not moved at all. They looked at each other and smiled as if they were laughing at the Demon Spirit Clan's arrogance and incompetence. Then they launched attacks at the same time and rushed towards Qiankun and the Pavilion Elder. Their figures moved quickly in the yellow sand, leaving behind a string of purple afterimages that looked like beating purple flames.

 A fierce battle unfolded in the yellow sand. Although Qiankun and the Pavilion Elder were powerful, they were somewhat stretched under the joint attack of Lin Fan and Zhao Feiyu. The figures of the four people intertwined in the air, and energy fluctuations continued to erupt, causing the surrounding yellow sand to fly.

This battle lasted for a long time until both Qiankun and the elder felt a little powerless. They looked at each other and saw the helplessness and bitterness in each other's eyes. They knew it might be difficult to escape today.

 (End of this chapter)