In the valley bottom outside Fulin Cave, two powerful auras surged.
"Ye Fan, I haven't seen you for a year, and your level seems to have improved again. This should be the benefit brought by the spiritual spring, right?"
Demon Lord Zhao De raised his chin and looked at Ye Fan with a sneer.
"The opportunity of Lingquan has indeed changed me a lot."
Ye Fan held a black iron broad-bladed knife in his hand and grinned: "However, my abilities are not limited to this. You have to be mentally prepared."
"oh?"
Zhao De laughed disdainfully, "Let's take action, I want to see how much you have grown in the past year!"
The words were like an elder giving admonitions to a younger generation, with a condescending air.
But Ye Fan knew in his heart that this guy had just broken through to the Divine Lord Realm and started to drift away.
You dare to think that you are invincible when you haven't even stabilized the realm of the Divine Sovereign?
"The strange eagle eats the god, and the dragon eagle is possessed!"
A jet-black halo bloomed from Ye Fan's body, and then pieces of feathers appeared, completely wrapping Ye Fan.
Behind him, a pair of strange black wings spread out, with a faint red light lingering around the edges.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
Ye Fan instantly transformed into a humanoid monster, with a strange and ferocious aura! Demon Lord Zhao De looked at Ye Fan's transformation with a ferocious smile on his face, and his eyes revealed a terrifying ferocity.
"Ye Fan, don't let me down!"
After saying this, Demon Lord Zhao De flicked his finger, and a blue light burst out, and then the ground shook, like an artillery piece that could not attack with a sudden burst.
A large swath of brilliant blue light enveloped the sky, as if it had suddenly fallen into a sea.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.
Is this the power of the powerful divine king?
Ye Fan admitted that he felt a huge threat, and he roared angrily, and his vigorous mental power and martial strength surged around him.
"The eagle eats the gods, there is no god!"
A majestic power emitted from Ye Fan's hands, and soon formed a pair of jet-black fist marks in front of Ye Fan! Ye Fan held a black iron broad-blade knife in one hand and a fist mark in the other.
Throwing the fist seal forward, he then swung the black iron broad-bladed knife towards Zhao De like hitting a baseball.
Zhao De laughed, spread out his colorful wings behind his back, and rushed towards Ye Fan. Two extremely ferocious figures rushed together, their auras extremely ferocious.
The Fulindong Valley trembled violently, and it took a long time for it to stabilize.
Ye Fan and Demon Lord Zhao De erupted with enough power to destroy a hill, but only left a huge crack in the valley.
Ye Fan was a little surprised. This birdman really lived up to his reputation!
Although Zhao De is not very good at the same level, he is still a formidable opponent when he reaches the divine king level.
Ye Fan's attack was equally powerful, and was evenly matched with Zhao De's strong attack.
Demon Lord Zhao De was a little surprised, but this feeling disappeared in just a moment, and was replaced by a feeling of unwillingness.
When he was at the Half-Step Divine Lord Realm, Ye Fan was only in the middle stage of the Divine Martial Realm and could be on par with him.
Now that he has broken through to the Divine Lord Realm, Ye Fan is still at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, but why is his attack power still about the same as his own?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Zhao De roared, his eyes gradually turned red, and vigorous strength surged around his body, and he rushed towards Ye Fan again.
Ye Fan held his breath and concentrated, holding the black iron broad-blade knife tightly with one hand, and drawing out the Coiling Dragon Soft Sword with the other hand. The two martial arts warriors cleared the way and hit Zhao De.
Demon Lord Zhao De fired three earth-shattering punches one after another, but they were all blocked by Ye Fan.
Every time Ye Fan's defense was just right, he could hit the weak point of Zhao De Demon Lord's moves.
Then with a gentle move, the opponent's fist strength, which could split mountains and crack rocks, dissipated into nothingness.
Demon Lord Zhao De frowned when he saw this, stopped his movements, and snorted coldly: "Why, why can you block my moves?"
Ye Fan grinned, his brows full of fighting spirit: "Your moves are too weak. Didn't Fairy Huaijing teach you any advanced martial arts?"
Demon Lord Zhao De sneered, raised his hand and threw out a powerful condensed long sword, "Ye Fan, so what if you get the inheritance of the Dragon Eagle clan?
No matter how exquisite the moves are, in the face of absolute strength, they will only fail!"
Ye Fan used to roam the Southern Wilderness Mountains and claimed to be a descendant of the Dragon Eagle clan. So far, no one except Shanshan knows his human identity.
Even little Qilin didn't know it at this time.
Demon Lord Zhao De's body transformed into a blue light, which quickly formed a thick halo of water.
Ye Fan looked at this scene in shock, "What kind of move is this?"
"drink!
"A low shout sounded in the air.
The next moment, Ye Fan felt that his eyes suddenly went dark, and all his senses were suddenly lost.
"Bang!
"Like a kite with its string cut off, Ye Fan flew upside down, and dazzling blood spurted out from his mouth.
With just one move, Demon Lord Zhao De made him vomit blood.
"Invulnerable trash."
Demon Lord Zhao De said coldly, as if he had a chance to win.
"The power is indeed impressive."
Ye Fan got up from the ground, spit out another mouthful of blood, then stretched and laughed.
"Thank you very much.
I used secret methods to recover from the injury a few days ago, but the congestion has been unable to come out.
Unexpectedly, I was all beaten out by this move of yours, Shu Tan!"
"Um?"
Zhao De was stunned, but he quickly came to his senses and secretly gritted his teeth: "Pretending! You are obviously at the end of your strength!"
Ye Fan moved his hands and feet slightly and raised his fingers to Zhao De, "Come on!"
In an instant, the black water on Demon Lord Zhao De's body condensed again, and he punched out, turning into a ferocious bird of prey and pounced towards him.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, Wu Jin urged him wildly, and rushed forward without hesitation.
Fists and claws meet!
"boom!
"Violent energy filled the air. Ye Fan, who had always been proud of his own strength, suddenly changed his face and his body was thrown out like a cannonball.
The body wrapped in black light left a deep dent in the mountains and rivers!
"As a divine king, you are indeed stronger than before!"
Ye Fan emerged from the rock and shook his head: "However, the penetrating power is not very good, not even as good as some warriors who are half-step to the Divine Lord Realm!"
What Ye Fan was talking about was Hua Longhuang.
When facing Hua Longhuang, Ye Fan even felt desperate.
In front of Zhao De, Ye Fan only felt danger at most, not despair.
If Hua Longhuang and Zhao De compete, I believe Hua Longhuang has a way to defeat the weak and the strong and defeat Zhao De! "Are you still going to fight to the death?"
The surface of Demon Lord Zhao De burned with blazing colorful flames, revealing most of the demon body of the nine-tailed pheasant.
He spread his wings and his eyes flashed with a dazzling light.
The feathers on his body moved automatically without wind. He took a step and the entire Fulin Cave trembled, shaking like an earthquake, giving everyone present a feeling of suffocating strength.
At this moment, all breathing stopped, only the footsteps of Demon Lord Zhao De shook the earth.
Xiao Qilin's face turned serious, "Damn it, this Zhao De is too powerful!"
He was shocked by Zhao De's level, but equally, Ye Fan's tyranny shocked him even more.
At the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, he could resist Zhao De's two moves head-on, just like a normal person.
There is no other monster with this level of physique in the entire Southern Wilderness Mountains. Not even his little Qilin can do it! "I'm not going to die."
Ye Fan shook his head, grinned, and his body was full of strength, and the ink-black luster enveloped his whole body again.
"Zhao De, it was you who took action just now, it's almost my turn."
"Ye Fan, don't think that I dare not kill you!"
Demon Lord Zhao De was enraged, and his beast-like body charged out like a war horse.
The punch just now did not kill Ye Fan. This is a shame!
He wanted to completely kill the dying ant! Around him, the colorful water halo kept changing its eyes, like a hell dog or a tiger beast, filled with waves of fierceness and death.
“Well done!
"Ye Fan laughed loudly, waved out his claws, and beams of brilliant energy struck out like a tsunami.
"The eagle eats the gods, and the gods return to heaven!"
When they fought again, the two masters of the time did not make any fancy moves. They drew phantoms on Fulin Cave. The extremely ferocious and violent energy scorched the land one after another.
The impact after impact seemed to be the anger of the gods, and the entire Fulin Cave Valley continued to roar, forcing the monsters to retreat back to Fulin Cave.
"Ye Fan, go to hell!
"Zhao De Yaojun roared, all the colorful water halos were applied to the long legs, as if cutting open space, sweeping straight towards Ye Fan's waist and abdomen, trying to cut Ye Fan in half.
"The evil god comes to the world with nine mysterious transformations, and the human hero with three mysterious transformations, merge!"
Ye Fan's aura surged again, and his strength surged crazily.
Just when Zhao De was about to hit Ye Fan, a pair of indestructible claws firmly grasped those strong legs.
"boom!
"Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, laughed loudly, and threw Demon Lord Zhao De's long legs violently.
"Bang!
"With a loud crashing sound, Zhao De was smashed into the mountain by Ye Fan.
"puff!"
Zhao De spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Ye Fan in disbelief: "Your power...impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"It's not over yet!"
Ye Fan raised his claws high, and a large amount of martial strength gathered on the claws. The black martial strength merged into the tips of the claws, forming a sharp hook mark.
The hooked claw is only the size of an arm, and is completely black except for the tip of the claw, which glows with a strange red light.
"The crafty eagle eats the gods and sacrifices its claws to the sky!"
"Tsk!"
A sharp bloody light beam appeared out of thin air and rushed towards Zhao De.
Zhao De's face changed drastically, and there was an overwhelming sense of fear in his heart: This...this move can...can kill me! "No, no! Ye Fan, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"
Zhao De could no longer care about his face and yelled hastily.
"Boom..." The light beam moved a little and hit the mountains and rivers ten meters away from Zhao De.
In an instant, nearly half of the mountain, which was hundreds of meters high, collapsed! Debris and debris flew all over the sky, and the entire valley was in a mess.
"Exactly ten moves!"
Ye Fan flew up into the air, flapped his wings behind his back, and saw the confused smoke and dust spread away, looking down at Zhao De, who was lucky enough to survive.
"Master Demon Lord, do you still want to fight?"
"You..." Zhao De was indignant, but there was no fighting spirit in his heart, only endless fear.
Before the battle, he boasted that the opponent would lose if he could take ten moves from him, but in fact, Ye Fan defeated him in ten moves.
If he hadn't surrendered at the last moment, I'm afraid that ray of blood would have penetrated his body directly, and he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die!