The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

Ning Fan had a blood-red look in his eyes and a smile on his lips, which made him look like a Shura!

“You’re looking for death. I’ll beat you in three moves!”

The giant of the divine travel was furious and took the lead.

He moved his feet, his figure flew lightly, and he slapped out with his palm. It was light, but there was a surge of thunder in his palm, and people dared not look directly at it.

At the same time, the twelve Vajra Realms behind him also took action.

Whoosh whoosh!

The magical powers in the sky were like a thread, rushing towards Ning Fan.

“Destroy the demon!!!”

Ning Fan held the Tianhuang Sword in his hand, and his palm shook. The blade, which was already bursting with fierce power, suddenly rushed into the sky at this moment, and then swept out with great force.

The sword energy was unparalleled, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and all the magical powers that came to kill him were shattered!

The thirteen giants on the other side were all horrified at this moment.

One sword!

Broke the magical powers of the thirteen of them?

Ning Fan, who was standing on the hell of hell, had bloodshot pupils, full of tyranny and bloodthirstiness.

“Do you know what hell is?”

Wow, wow, wow.

With every word spoken, the black fog under Ning Fan’s feet was surging like water waves, raising ripples and rippling with weirdness!

At this moment, the thirteen giants of Beimang couldn’t help but grow fear in their hearts, especially the twelve Vajra Realm. They even wanted to kneel on the ground, and even lost the courage to fight Ning Fan.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a golden light flew out of Ning Fan’s chest, so fast that the sound of breaking through the air was piercing.

A giant in the Vajra Realm who was still immersed in fear suddenly bulged his pupils, and a cloud of blood mist exploded in front of him.

He lowered his head and saw that his chest was pierced, and then a sharp pain instantly spread all over his body.

“The first one!”

Ning Fan took a tiger step, and his strength was pushed to the extreme. He raised his hand and cut off the head of the Vajra Realm who had no time to dodge, and a column of blood rushed to the sky.

Life and death, always in a matter of seconds!

“The second one!”

Ning Fan’s eyes were dark, and the golden light transformed by the six-winged golden cicada had already killed another Vajra Realm strongman.

At the same time, on the battlefield like the Avici Hell, no one saw the figures of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, like ghosts asking for their lives, quietly appeared on the battlefield.

Eighteen black clothes, coming to kill.

“Wood Wolf, kill!”

Boom boom boom.

Ning Fan, who was fighting in the air, suddenly roared, and the sound seemed to cover the sky.

The Eighteen Riders of Yanyun, who were quietly harvesting the lives of the Beimang army, suddenly burst out with extreme power and rushed towards Li Xingcai behind Beimang.

“No, damn, it’s those people in black!”

Li Xingcai felt goose bumps all over his back. He saw the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun holding scimitars and rushing towards him with crazy momentum.

“Quick, kill them for me, kill them!”

At this moment, Li Xingyun was really scared.

It is true that he was wandering in the spirit, but he was injured now, one of his arms was useless. Once he was found by these eighteen people, the consequences would be unimaginable!

At Li Xingcai’s order, the black crowd began to kill the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun.

Acquired, innate, spiritual sea!

These backbone forces in the army, as meat shields, began to fill their lives.

And the powerful men like Fashang and Kaitian completely surrounded Li Xingcai, making Li Xingcai’s surroundings impregnable.

They risked their lives to protect Li Xingcai.

However, under the crushing of absolute strength, using their lives to fill the gap… is useless.

The horror of the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun is unimaginable.

The talents, cultivation, and combat power of each of the eighteen people are one in a million. When they join hands, their combat power is even more exaggerated!

With such terrible combat power, eighteen people are enough to resist thousands of troops!

Li Xingcai watched the people in front of him fall down in groups, but he didn’t dare to turn around and run for his life.

If he ran away, it would mean that he completely abandoned the people who fought to protect him.

In that case, once the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun frantically killed a gap, what awaited him was the encirclement and suppression of the eighteen Shuras!

He would definitely die!

Therefore, he could only pray that the army beside him could kill these 18 guys alive.

The battlefield situation changed rapidly.

But for the current battlefield, there was no change at all from the beginning to now, that is, the 10,000 trap camps were constantly harvesting the Beimang army!

Yes, harvesting, so simple and brutal.

The army brought by Beimang was not ten

There are 80,000 soldiers, and it is not easy for the Xianzhen Camp to stop them. If you want to fight to the end, you have to pay a heavy price.

However, when the encirclement circle was broken by the Great Snow Dragon Riders, the collapsed military formation meant that the Northern Mang army fell into collapse again.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, elites against elites!

The Northern Mang army brought by Li Xingcai can only be regarded as brave and good at fighting. The real elites are all the existence of dominating one side, which makes the enemy terrified.

For example, the Blood Wolf Soldiers of the Northern Mang!

It’s a pity that Li Xingcai didn’t bring them, so he couldn’t stop the double massacre of the Xianzhen Camp and the Great Snow Dragon Riders.

In the air.

Ning Fan was already covered in blood. The twelve Vajra Realm, under the joint efforts of Ning Fan and the Six-winged Golden Cicada, now only one is left!

Although the Shenyou is strong, he can’t stop Ning Fan’s brutal killing!

The remaining Vajra Realm was already frightened to death, his face was as pale as paper, and he was trembling all over.

Whoosh!

When the six-winged golden cicada turned into golden light and broke through the air again, the wandering giant of Beimang went completely berserk.

“I’ll kill you first!”

The wandering giant rushed towards the six-winged golden cicada, and locked the six-winged golden cicada with a powerful divine consciousness.

Then, he slapped it with one palm.

In an instant, endless thunder roared out from his palm, covering the sky and the earth like a spider web.

“Be careful!”

Ning Fan’s pupils bulged, and he hurriedly reminded.

The six-winged golden cicada also turned around and fled.

It was very fast, but no matter how fast it was, it was already locked by thunder. The huge thunder net fell down and completely wrapped the six-winged golden cicada.

The crackling lightning began to burst wildly.

Clusters of fire burst out from the weak body of the six-winged golden cicada, and a miserable roar was heard.

Buzz.

It flapped its wings, and the wings burst into a knife of air, which sharply broke the lightning net.

Then, the six-winged golden cicada, which was smoking all over, had a pair of bloodshot eyes.

It opened its mouth and bit down fiercely at the lightning net.

Crack, the lightning net collapsed, and it swallowed it all into its stomach.

This scene made the wandering giant completely dumbfounded.

Is this even possible?

“You should die!”

At some point, Ning Fan quietly appeared beside the frightened Vajra Realm, holding a sword in his hand, breaking through the air and slashing down.

The Vajra Realm giant widened his eyes and watched the Tianhuang Sword slash down quickly, getting bigger and bigger.

Puff!

The hand raised the sword and fell, and the head fell to the ground.


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