Lin Fan's footsteps stepped on the blood-filled soil, splashing a few particles of dust on the soles of his shoes.

Huang's method worked very well. He cracked the corners of his mouth and waited for Lin Fan to send it into the wolf's mouth.

The consumption of the five major formations had already made the spiritual energy of this group of people bottom out before. Now he has taken everyone's desperate attack, and these people are obviously at the end of their strength.

Although the Sixteen Cavalry still preheated on both wings, this kind of practice of desperately squeezing out all their potential is not advisable. They don’t have much time to persevere, just let the wolf demon continue to die.

The only threat is Lin Fan, who has the magical weapon.

The divine weapon naturally refers to the Qingfeng sword, but the broken sword that Lin Fan never conspicuously on his waist.

But this broken sword can actually pierce the space barrier given to him by the demon god and pierce the residual souls of the demon emperors.

So, Huang now not only wants to catch Ye Ningshuang and kill Xiao Bailong, but also rob Lin Fan of the broken sword.

Although he added some tasks, Huang believed that he had the strength to do it, but he needed to wait for Lin Fan to take the lead in attacking.

Lin Fan's steps towards the sword stopped ten steps away from Huang. He remembered the terrifying speed of Huang in Qingcui Gorge. Once he took the lead, only his movements would appear, Huang would +--can use absolute speed to impact his body.

Huang raised his eyebrows at this time, never thinking that Lin Fan actually had such combat wisdom.

Lin Fan did not fight many times since he was a child, but it seemed that every time it involved life and death.

He knew extremely well that if he wanted to defeat the enemy, he needed to understand the enemy. After he included Huang in the enemy's scope, Huang's every move would form his fighting style in his mind.

Lin Fan knew that Huang could absorb their power without limit.

So if he wants to take action next, he must be quick!

The basic Tianguan classic that Zhen Wuzi once gave him, about drawing a sword and how to quickly!

Huang Ze waited calmly, and even if Lin Fan figured it out, so what? The monster attack was still carried out on both sides, and he had no time to spend it.

Of course, Lin Fan understood this, but he thought again that fast might not be the best solution. He held his breath and concentrated, and slowly moved up the Qingfeng sword in his hand. This was an extreme slowness!

Then there is this kind of slowness. Huang still couldn't find Lin Fan's flaw, because when the movements were slowed to a certain extent, Lin Fan's body was waiting for his violent sprint at any time.

Before they could do it, the two made the first round of confrontation on the fast and slow pace.

Huang still chose to remain silent because even if Lin Fan was slow, he would eventually take action, and the moment he took action, he could come to Lin Fan to take a fatal blow.

Lin Fan was indeed seeking a chance to take action. When the tip of the Qingfeng Sword pointed at Huang, he took a deep breath slowly and his body trembled slightly. A sword energy suddenly appeared in the air and disappeared as soon as it shone.

It was also at this moment that Huang's body shook slightly and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

But in less than one percent of the breath, he did not bypass the sword energy. Lin Fan's sword was not an attack, but just a barrier.

But he could not stop because he had already moved. Once he stopped, he would lose the opportunity to fight. Although Lin Fan's cultivation level had not yet reached the mysterious level, his spiritual energy was full and a storm-like attack would burst out.

His body was enough to allow him to penetrate this barrier. It seemed as if the sound of using his fingers to break through a piece of white paper suddenly appeared. Huang came to Lin Fan and ran into Lin Fan's arms.

Although Lin Fan had already expected Huang to be fast enough, he did not expect that so fast. The only thing he could do was to rush the spiritual energy in his body out of his pores and form a hedge force.

Although Huang was not close to his body, his powerful impact force kept regressing. After relaying, Lin Fan took a step to the left, half turned around and fell down with a sword.

The Qingfeng sword connected to the ground and made a loud noise. The blood stains of the demon clan squeezed out from the soil rushed out. Lin Fan felt a chill in his heart and knew that the crisis was coming.

Huang was waiting for Lin Fan to take the initiative to draw his sword. Once Lin Fan used his sword movement and was dodged away, what Lin Fan had to face next was his extremely violent impact.

But he didn't expect that Lin Fan's steps would be like a ghost. After falling into a disadvantage in this moment, Lin Fan took thirty-six steps within a 1 zhang range, dodging his figure wildly, and even made his sword again without any face.

This time, Lin Fan's sword swept across half a month, and the sword was much faster than the previous sword. A trace of mysterious energy injected a storm appeared, and at the same time, flames around him suddenly erupted.

Huang still flashed through the sword, but he also crashed into Lin Fan's arms. The powerful force made Lin Fan's body fly up and drew a beautiful parabola in the air.

But he failed to catch the escaped little white dragon, and he failed to kill Lin Fan.

There is a flame burning at the impact area on the shoulder, and the piercing pain penetrates the heart.

Huang's face instantly paled to the extreme. It was obvious that Lin Fan's flame magic power caused him to be in vain.

Lin Fan's second sword was bait, which was waiting for Huang to rush into him and crash into his body. However, Huang absolutely did not have time to give Lin Fan a fatal blow. As long as the flames stick to Huang's body, Huang's trauma would definitely not be lower than that of him.

So although Lin Fan, who was forced to help him in the air by Monk Zhenjian, coughed up a mouthful of blood, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Huang is very familiar with this kind of smile because he often smiles like this at other demon clans or others. Every time he smiles like this, it means he is trying his best.

So Huang also fought back with a smile.

Monk Zhenjian whispered: "I'll help you."

Lin Fan glanced at Ye Ningshuang and said, "Three Brothers protect Ningshuang."

At this time, Ye Ningshuang was still holding the hilt of the sword. Although Lin Fan said nothing, he instantly hit the pride in her bones.

Of course Ye Ningshuang would not blame Lin Fan for protecting her, but her cultivation level does not seem to be of great use here at this time, which is something Ye Ningshuang doesn't want to accept.

So, a trace of ice appeared on her pretty face, so she began to break through!

Seeing that Ye Ningshuang was in the battle and broke through the realm, Monk Zhenjian immediately protected her and at the same time sent a thought to Pan Qingyu.

With this thought, Qian Qian, who was wearing the fragrance of the Viper Array, immediately put on his clothes and shouted loudly in his heart: "Sixth Brother Wait for me." His lower body suddenly disappeared, turned into a ray of dust, rolled him into a shadow and disappeared quickly into the formation.

Lin Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth at this time and looked at Huang and said, "You can't get what you want. If you fight, I have a chance to kill you."

Huang stretched out a thumb. The content of Lin Fan's words was not important. Just like he used to mock Lin Fan, he just wanted to make Lin Fan angry. Lin Fan's speech was extremely purposeful at this time, just to give himself a breath. (To be continued.)
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