Yan Yao is indeed a genius, and he is also a top genius. His combat effectiveness is also extremely strong.
If placed in the Eastern Region, he would be ranked in the top twenty on the charts.
But no matter how strong he is, facing the siege of thirty-one immortal masters at the peak of his powers, it is not enough.
Yan Yao dodged crazily and fought back crazily, trying to carve out a bloody path.
But where can it be that easy?
The roaring and booming explosions continued to sound, and it didn't take long for Yan Yao to be killed and fell here.
Not to mention it was Ning Xuanyuan's reward, he even left his life here.
"Let's go help Wang Fan."
Nangong Yue took a few deep breaths, looked at Cheng Xiao and his group, and said solemnly.
Everything went smoothly on their side. Whether they killed Ning Xuanyuan or Yan Yao, they didn't pay much price. But on Wang Fan's side, it was hard to tell.
You know, Wang Fan is facing Yuan Zhan alone, which is no joke.
"Let's go." Cheng Xiao and others didn't waste any time and flew into the air towards the battlefield on Wang Fan's side.
At this moment, Wang Fan was fighting Yuan Zhan, and the two men fought extremely fiercely.
Rumbling explosions continued to resound, and everything for hundreds of miles was destroyed into a mess.
Even in space, cracks spread and crisscross. You must know that the space in the Eastern Region is extremely stable and is not so easy to tear apart.
"Wang Fan, I have already said that I will quit and no longer care about the Ning family's affairs. Why are you still pestering me? Let me tell you, I, Yuan Zhan, am not afraid of you. If you push me, then I will take care of you.
I will die with you."
Yuan Zhan roared angrily and became a little angry.
He already knew the battle situation on Ning Xuanyuan's side and no longer wanted to continue the war.
But Wang Fan kept pestering him.
Although Wang Fan is very powerful, compared with him, he is still inferior.
However, Wang Fan is too durable, with a strong body and hard bones. It is not easy for him to kill Wang Fan.
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he found that Wang Fan got stronger and stronger as he fought, and his control over spiritual energy and power became more and more advanced. In addition, Wang Fan actually activated the power of blood,
This gave him a headache and weakness.
He almost wanted to vomit blood, why did he meet such a pervert?
"Haha." Wang Fan laughed loudly, "We've already come, why bother to leave in a hurry? Let's come again."
As Wang Fan said this, he started to kill Yuan Zhan again.
Yuan Zhan was furious, but he could only fight.
He tried to escape, but his speed was not as fast as Wang Fan's, and he couldn't teleport in space.
In this case, escaping would be tantamount to courting death. The two exchanged dozens of moves again, and then separated.
There were many wounds on Yuan Zhan's body, and Wang Fan was no better.
Both of them looked extremely embarrassed.
"This Yuan Zhan is indeed a genius at the center of the Holy Land. It seems that if you want to kill him, you have to use the Eight Forms of the Divine Sword."
Wang Fan murmured to himself, and then without any nonsense, he directly jumped into the air, the ancient divine sword bloomed with dazzling light, and slashed down with one sword.
The sound of space tearing was heard, and the sword light was like a beam of light, falling straight down and heading towards Yuan Zhan to assassinate him.
Yuan Zhan shouted angrily, grabbed it with his right hand, and a long halberd appeared in his hand, and he slashed towards the sword light.
There was a roar, the sword light shattered, and Yuan Zhan did not retreat even one step.
"Wang Fan, is it interesting to go on like this? You can't kill me on your own. Could it be that you want to join forces with those losers to kill me?"
"You, Wang Fan, are a genius and a person after all. Don't you feel embarrassed by doing this?"
Yuan Zhan felt the approaching aura of Nangong Yue and others in the distance, and his expression became darker and darker.
Once those people arrived, he really couldn't fly.
"You think too highly of yourself, I don't need to join forces with others to kill you." Wang Fan snorted disdainfully, the ancient divine sword in his hand shook, and the second form of the divine sword fell down.
Yuan Zhan only felt a terrifying sword intent shrouding his body, like a sharp blade piercing his back.
Wang Fan's second sword didn't pose much of a threat to him, but it was several times more powerful than the first sword.
"Forget it, since you insist on forcing me, then we will die together." Yuan Zhan's eyes were filled with ferocity, the immortal energy in his body exploded crazily, and the halberd in his hand emitted a golden light, and he blasted upwards.
"The first move of the Immortal-Destroying Halberd, destroy everything!"
With a roar, the halberd hit the sword light, and the sword light shattered instantly.
Not only that, Yuan Zhan jumped up, holding a golden halberd in his hand, and chased Wang Fan.
Wang Fan's face changed slightly when he saw this scene, but he did not flinch.
He flew all the way up, while preparing the third form of the Divine Sword.
Soon, the third move of the Divine Sword fell, but was blocked again by Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan's face became darker and darker.
The martial arts skills performed by Wang Fan were really a little too abnormal, and the superimposed power was simply too much.
He could not imagine how he could resist Wang Fan's fifth and sixth swords.
Wang Fan did not disappoint him. The third and fourth movements of the Divine Sword were quickly cut down, but they were all blocked by Yuan Zhan.
Of course, when the fourth form of the Divine Sword fell, Yuan Zhan was also knocked back thousands of feet.
He stared at Wang Fan so hard that his scalp went numb.
Wang Fan ignored him and quickly displayed the fifth form of the Divine Sword.
Yuan Zhan also roared, his aura became even more powerful, and he swung the halberd in his hand again.
With a bang, the fifth form of the Divine Sword was shattered, and Yuan Zhan retreated again, with blood flowing from his mouth.
Wang Fan's face was already a little pale, but he was not idle and began to use the sixth form of the Divine Sword.
This Yuan Zhan is really strong, he even blocked his first five moves.
Yuan Zhan watched this scene, his eyelids twitching, but when he saw Wang Fan's pale face, he couldn't help shouting, "I, Yuan Zhan, don't believe that you can still use the sixth sword."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a whoosh, and the sixth form of the Divine Sword was already dropped.
Yuan Zhan felt this scene, his face changed drastically, and fear and despair emerged in his eyes.
How can this be?
How could Wang Fan still be able to use the Sixth Sword?
He felt that he had been locked by the terrifying sword intent, and it was impossible to dodge at this time.
In desperation, he roared angrily, burned his essence, blood and life essence crazily, and struck out with another halberd.
There was a roar, and the color of the world changed.
Yuan Zhan's desperate blow was shattered before it could be completely condensed.
Yuan Zhan was even more desperate. Unfortunately, he was soon overwhelmed by the sword intent, and his whole body was torn into pieces.
Wang Fan's face is also extremely pale. He can only perform six moves at most now. If Yuan Zhan survives after the six moves and still has the strength to fight, then he, Wang Fan, may be the one who dies.
Not far away, Nangong Yue and others had just arrived.
They were speechless for a long time as they looked at Yuan Zhan who was killed by a sword.
Especially when I felt the power of Wang Fan's sixth move, I felt a little palpitated.
With a grunt, Cheng Xiao couldn't help but swallow, "Fortunately, we have an alliance with Wugong. Otherwise, if we were to become enemies of this lunatic, then we..."
Xuan Zhan said nothing, but his face was also pale.