The great elder of the Wind Clan in Fengcheng Square looked at the giant bird covered in flames that had condensed behind Zhou Fan with a shocked face.
"Qiang!"
The giant blue flame bird phoenixed, carrying flames all over the sky, and instantly rushed towards the great elder of the Wind Clan.
The expression on the face of the great elder of the Wind Clan changed slightly and he took Feng Yingying's body and was about to run away, but found that the green fire luan was spitting out flames and blocked his way in an instant.
"Qiang Qiang~"
At the same time, two wind roars sounded again.
I saw two more cyan fire phoenixes appearing out of thin air behind Zhou Fan, flying towards the great elder of the Wind Clan in the blink of an eye.
Immediately afterwards, embroidered shoes appeared under Zhou Fan's feet, and he turned into a stream of light and shot towards the great elder of the Wind Clan.
"presumptuous!"
"Boohoo!"
The Great Elder of the Wind Clan frantically activated his bloodline power to condense a wind eagle, flapped its wings and quickly shot out countless wind blades to form a tornado to block the flames spewed by the three blue fire phoenixes.
"Drawing the Sword Technique!"
The white sword flashed with sword light and penetrated the body of the great elder of the Wind Clan in the blink of an eye, but no blood dropped.
I saw a whirlwind spinning around Zhou Fan in an instant, and he was instantly cut by countless sharp wind blades in the storm area.
The clothes on his body had been torn into countless pieces, and if it weren't for the dragon scale defense, he would have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.
The three Fire Luan were entangled by the Wind Eagle and were unable to turn back to rescue Zhou Fan at this moment.
Seeing the scales on Zhou Fan's body gradually becoming hot and red, sparks flying, and looking like they might break into scales at any time, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up.
I saw a golden dharma image with an invisible face covering Zhou Fan. At this moment, he suddenly became sacred and majestic.
"boom!"
"ah!"
The golden body of the Dharma photograph fell with a palm. It seemed as light as a feather but was as heavy as a mountain.
The great elder of the Wind Clan screamed, and his whole body instantly flew backwards like a cannonball.
"Take my sword and send you back to the west!"
A cold voice came from Zhou Fan's mouth, and with his eyes filled with flames, he slowly raised the white sword in his hand.
The white sword turned into a huge long sword and was held by the majestic golden body of Dharma. In an instant, a sword light rose into the sky, converging into a white and gold sword energy that enveloped half of the sky.
"boom!"
The sword light that was like a hundred feet slashed down, sealing the void around the great elder of the Wind Clan in an instant.
"Spatial confinement?"
"Impossible! You are not in the imperial realm, how can you have the power of the space domain, ah..."
Before the great elder of the Wind Clan finished speaking in shock, the defensive shield on his body and the whirlwind half-domain were directly divided into two.
As the blood spattered, the body of the great elder of the Wind Clan was split into two, and in the blink of an eye, it completely turned into blood mist and sprinkled on the ground.
Countless shocked glances all fell on Zhou Fan at this moment.
At this moment, he looked more like the God of War than the body of the God of War that the general had transformed into. He was the God of War bathed in flames.
After beheading the great elder of the Wind Clan, Zhou Fan appeared next to Feng Yingying's body in a flash.
He stretched out his hand to grab Feng Yingying and drew her to him. He felt extremely complicated holding her already stiff body.
Originally, the two of them had nothing to do with each other. When they were in Youdu City, he only regarded Feng Yingying as an ordinary friend.
Later, when she left Styx, Feng Yingying confided her feelings to him.
But Zhou Fan has no admiration for her, so he doesn't want to delay her beautiful youth.
Who would have thought that the two of them would be separated by life and death when they meet again.
Feng Yingying loved Zhou Fan deeply from the beginning to the end, and she had no regrets even though Ming Ming had a fruitless unrequited love.
Now she encountered evil plots. Although the chief culprit, the elder, was beheaded, Feng Zhengmao, the accomplice and even the mastermind, was still alive.
"ah!"
At this time, a cry of surprise sounded.
I saw a Wind Clan guard who was watching the show in the distance suddenly screamed and flew towards Zhou Fan involuntarily.
"How did Feng Yingying's parents die?"
"have no idea!"
"ah!"
Zhou Fan asked, but the Wind Clan guard still wanted to be tough and had one of his arms removed.
The Wind Clan guard screamed in pain and finally did not dare to conceal the information he knew.
It turned out that Feng Zhengmao had fallen in love with the third elder's daughter, Feng Yingying's mother, and his father was just a sideline to his marriage.
After Feng Yingying's mother rejected Feng Zhengmao, he held a grudge and always thought of various ways to make things difficult for her.
Later, at a banquet, Feng Zhengmao took advantage of his drunkenness to force Feng Yingying's mother, who was passing by, into the side room in order to misbehave with her.
Later, Feng Yingying's mother and father died one after another, and the third elder seemed to be unable to bear the stimulation and fell into a coma for several days...
After interrogating the whole story, the guard was blown away by Zhou Fan's palm.
At this moment, Feng Zhengmao was fighting with the general. Both of them had used the power of their blood, and at this moment their cultivation levels had all reached the half-step Spirit Emperor realm.
The auras of the two collided with each other, and they have vaguely formed the prototype of their respective fields.
Zhou Fan still looked like the golden body of Dharma. He crossed the space with one step and appeared in front of Feng Zhengmao in an instant and slashed at him with a sword.
"Qiang~"
"boom!"
Feng Zhengmao, whose expression suddenly changed, instantly condensed a fire phoenix, and spread out its huge wings to protect it, causing Zhou Fan's falling sword to be rebounded.
It contained a power comparable to that of a Spirit Emperor-level blow, instantly knocking Zhou Fan away.
At the same time, the three fire phoenixes chirped and spread their wings towards Feng Zhengmao, but were stopped by the fire phoenix.
Three phoenixes and one phoenix fought together in an instant, and the scorching air wave blew Feng Zhengmao away in an instant.
"Boom boom boom..."
In the distance, the Sword Ancestor of the Zhou Clan was still fighting with the Wind Clan Ancestor. Both of them were fighting to the death with almost all their strength.
The black and white protector, Zhou Weifeng, Zhou Daozhi, Cai Lao and others in black robes are currently attacking many elders and guards of the Wind Clan.
The situation is a bit chaotic, even the giant python is not idle, and it is looking extremely fierce as it sweeps in all directions.
"snort!"
At this time, the Wind Clan revealed that an ancestor of the Spiritual Emperor Realm, whose coffin was half buried in the ground, finally broke through the barrier of life and death and walked out of the forbidden area.
He crossed the spatial distance with just one step in the void, and appeared above the giant python in the blink of an eye.
When the giant python saw the person coming, it could not help but shrink its pupils and neigh, then turned around and tried to escape.
"Hmph! As a spiritual beast guarding the entrance, how dare you surrender to the enemy and betray me!"
The ancestor of the Wind Clan who suddenly appeared was a majestic middle-aged man. He wore a fiery red robe with a phoenix pattern and carried a power unique to a strong man.
He raised his arms and restrained the giant python that was about to escape, unable to move. Then, terrifying flames appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, the giant python was enveloped and burned with a squeaking sound.
"call out!"
At the same time, a figure flew upside down through the air and was caught by a middle-aged man in a fiery red robe.
That man was Feng Zhengmao, who had been struck by Zhou Fan's sword. His clothes were a little messy and he looked a little embarrassed, but he only suffered some superficial injuries.
Zhou Fan was still bathed in flames at this moment, and he slowly walked towards the man in the fiery red robe with a solemn look on his face.
Originally, he could just leave and retreat, but in order to let Feng Yingying rest in peace and leave without any regrets, he still wanted to give it a try.
"I will only kill Feng Zhengmao! It's best for the others not to interfere!"
Zhou Fan's calm voice sounded, but the man in the fiery red robe showed a sulky look.
"presumptuous!"
"How can we, the Wind Clan, just come and leave whenever you want?"
"Today, all of you trespassers must stay in our Wind Clan!"
The man in the fiery red robe did not hide his murderous intention at all. He waved the giant python in his sleeve and flew out with a roar like a cannonball, wrapped in flames.
Zhou Fan, who rushed towards the man in the fiery red robe in the blink of an eye, was suddenly frozen in the void and unable to move.
The void was now distorted by the flames, but it still held him tightly.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Fan felt as if he was in a sea of fire.
"Take her away for burial!"
"You guys leave quickly!"
"boom!"
The bone whip was injected with a large amount of forbidden energy by Zhou Fan. With a full blow, he used his white sword to shatter a weak void, and instantly sent Feng Yingying towards Zhou Weifeng.
Zhou Weifeng, who caught the bone whip and Feng Yingying's body not far away, almost cursed, thinking that you always want me to wipe your ass.
Despite the scolding, he was not slow at all in escaping for his life.
"withdraw!"
Everyone had obviously discussed the strategy, and now that the situation was not good, everyone turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
Zhou Daozhi was a little worried about Zhou Fan, but knew that he had a random teleportation talisman on him.
As long as he can break free from the constraints of space and teleport away, saving his life shouldn't be a problem.
"Stop them! Don't let them escape!"
The furious Rakshasa clan elder and others were currently chasing and killing the escaped Jian Patriarch and others with the Wind clan elders.
The giant python that fell far away was not dead yet. Although it was burnt and looked dying, its escape speed was no slower than the others.
In the end, the giant python even carried Zhou Weifeng and others to escape, and flew away from the ancestral land of the Wind Clan in the blink of an eye.
The great elder of the Rakshasa tribe who was chasing after them was just showing off. Although he was very annoyed, he did not dare to stop Jian Patriarch and others by force.
He had lost a lot of energy and blood in the fight and was now in a weak state.
If Patriarch Jian and the others are pushed into a hurry, they will probably be dead.
Another ancestor of the Wind Clan was so angry that he led all the strong men and elders in the clan to chase him out of the ancestral land.
Yu Juncai was being guarded by a group of Rakshasa guards, and was looking resentfully at Zhou Fan, who was not far away and was shrouded in a terrifying whirlwind of flames.
At this moment, Zhou Fan was facing a life-and-death battle. Countless vines formed around his body to resist the whirlwind of flames, but they were burned to ashes one after another.
The vines with infinite vitality are still spreading endlessly out of Zhou Fan's body, and his feet have turned into roots and dug deeply into the soil.
Underground, invisible to the naked eye, all the energy of life within a hundred miles radius was absorbed by Zhou Fan at this moment.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to resist the flame whirlwind of the man in the fiery red robe, but he could only delay the situation, and it was impossible to turn defeat into victory.
The man in the fiery red robe was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that a junior who had never entered the Spiritual Lord realm could resist the fire of his Spirit Emperor realm.
Although he was a little shocked and surprised, the man could see that Zhou Fan was already struggling to his death at the end of the rape.
"No need to struggle! You can't escape within the scope of my domain!"
The man in the fiery red robe spoke coldly, having already read Zhou Fan's death in his heart.