"when!"

Mars flew everywhere, Ye Fan's fists and Hefeng's arm knife collided together, and the terrifying power of destruction swept across the entire holy war platform.

This time, neither of them retreated, they fought hard, and looked like they were fighting to the death. The onlookers were dazzled and their hearts were shaking.

"Too strong!"

This is the common voice of every onlooker.

In such a powerful battle, ordinary lord cultivators could not participate in it at all, and they could instantly be beaten into powder by the overflowing fist lights of the two.

"This Hefeng must be a descendant of the ancient demon emperor, and it may even be a parent-child of the demon emperor, otherwise it would not be so powerful!"

Some human monks secretly speculated.

The demon race was even more shocked than the human race. They also guessed that Ye Fan was the parent-child of a certain human race emperor, otherwise it would never have been so powerful.

Over the years, Ye Fan has caused endless storms in the entire cultivation world. Many human monks have never seen him, but have heard of his name.

But the demon clan is different. They have not been born and do not know much about the human cultivation world.

It can even be said that their understanding of the human race was still at the time of the last decisive battle, which was almost the same as the human race’s understanding of the demon race.

However, in comparison, the human race knows more about the demon race, because with the powerful intelligence force of Jubao Pavilion, no clues can be hidden from them.

Over the years, the demon clan has not been born, but has not been born on a large scale. Some alternatives like oxen do not plow once took advantage of the moment when the seal was loosened and escaped from the sacred land of the demon clan and came to the human world.

The human race showed great relief and peace in this battle. After all, they have won five games. Even if they lose this time, the human race still has a chance.

But the demon race is different. They urgently need a victory to increase morale. And if they lose again, the demon race must continue to lie dormant. This is not the result they want to see.

"Hefeng, kill him!"

"Hefeng, what are you waiting for? Are you showing mercy? This is not like your style!"

Many people in the demon clan were shouting, asking Hefeng to fight quickly and kill Ye Fan strongly.

They need a victory too much!

The human race, which they called ants, killed so many of them young kings by themselves, actually suffered a huge blow to the bottom of the demon race.

Therefore, they need a more urgent need for a beautiful victory to play with their pride and confidence.

In four consecutive games, Ye Fan almost wiped out their confidence, and the hope and confidence of the young generation of the demon clan depended on Hefeng.

Ye Fan's fists emitted a blazing golden light, and violent thunder power and the traces of heaven and earth were swept on his palms. Each attack could penetrate the void and was unstoppable.

Hefeng also fired true fire, and his divine power was like a vast ocean, endless.

His body was almost as powerful as Ye Fan, and he was extremely powerful, with extremely powerful bloodlines, and various martial arts and magical powers emerged one after another.

"Ming!"

A loud crane chime shook the sky, and a huge crane floated behind He Peak, spreading its wings to cover the sky and the sun, and its huge long beak shone like a fairy sword, shining with light.

This is his original body. Hefeng has been human since he was born, but it is still the bloodline of the cold and fiery crane.

Therefore, when he entered the holy fetal realm, he chose his own body as a blueprint to condense the holy fetal.

Because this is what he is most familiar with and is also the easiest to condense successfully, not to mention that his original combat power is not inferior to any powerful combat race.

"Buzz!"

The crane's long beak fell off, like a shocking fairy sword, passing through the sky and stabbing Ye Fan. The terrifying aura made Ye Fan's heart pound.

"Swish!"

Ye Fan opened his eight-phase world domain without hesitation, and at the same time, the heart-protecting armor appeared on his chest, and another fragment of the ancient shield protected him in his eyebrows.

"Chew!"

The fairy sword instantly broke through Ye Fan's eight-phase world realm, and hit hard on the fragments of the ancient shield that Ye Fan protected his eyebrows, bursting out with dazzling light.

Um?

Ye Fan was shocked. He didn't expect that the attack power of the Crane Beak Fairy Sword from He Peak was so powerful.

His eight-phase world domain is extremely strange, and it combines eight elemental laws to form a closed ring. Unless his strength is far superior to his, it is impossible to break through his domain.

However

Hefeng did it. If he hadn't been foresighted and protected his eyebrows with fragments of ancient shields, he would have been seriously injured this time!

On the human side, Lao Budhi and others were also shocked. He knew very well how solid Ye Fan's domain was, but he didn't expect it to be broken.

"Kill him!"

On the contrary, the demon clan camp burst into cheers. The Dragon Elephant Prince could not break through Ye Fan's territory just now, and finally died of helplessness.

Now, Hefeng broke through his defense with one move, which was definitely a good sign and made them very excited.

However, in the end, Ye Fan actually blocked Hefeng's killing attack with something that seemed inconspicuous, which surprised them very much.

"What is that?"

Many young monks of the demon clan asked the older generation of elder-level powerhouses around them in confusion.

"I don't know, but it's definitely a very strong defense. It just looks like a fragment, shattered from a certain defensive spiritual treasure, right?" the elder of the demon clan replied uncertainly.

"What kind of spiritual treasure can withstand the innate magical power of Hefeng? Is this too terrifying?"

"It's hard to say that the holy soldiers at the Holy Lord level can withstand it. After all, Hefeng's current cultivation level is far from reaching the holy Lord level. Perhaps there are fragments of the defensive spirit treasures at the Holy Lord level that can withstand it!"

"But this shouldn't be! Even the fragments of the defensive spirit treasure at the Holy Lord level cannot have such power. Could it be fragments of the imperial weapon?"

The demon clan speculated, but no one could tell the reason. He could only come to a conclusion that the origin of the fragment between Ye Fan's eyebrows was definitely not simple.

"You really surprised me!" Hefeng said.

“There are many surprises!”

Ye Fan looked solemn, and with a loud shout, his aura surged. A divine fetus that was exactly the same as him appeared behind him, standing tall and far away.

"kill!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly and raised his fist to kill him. The divine fetus behind him was in the same movement as him, and the huge golden fist also blasted forward, and the blazing fist light was like a shocking rainbow, running through the world.

"roar……"

Hefeng also roared, and the sky sword transformed into his arms emitted thousands of lights, attacking Ye Fan.

The war broke out again, and the entire holy war stage was completely submerged by overflowing divine power and dazzling light. Even those Saint Lord-level powerful men could not see through it with powerful martial arts eyes.

The battle between the two was really terrifying. If it weren't for the holy war platform that could support the war of the top Saint Lord without destroying it, the entire land would probably have been sunk by them now.

"Bang!"

Hefeng smashed half of Ye Fan's head with a punch, and blood mixed with his brain mass splattered more than one meter high, and the divine fetus also disappeared.

"Chew!"

Ye Fan also smashed Hefeng's chest with a punch, and his golden big hand grabbed the broken heart and lung leaves and left.

"hiss……"

People couldn't help but gasp. The two of them used this kind of lose-lose style to play, which was too tragic and shocking.

"Ye Fan..."

"leaf……"

There was a burst of exclamation from the human race, and a heart was raised to the throat. Some timid female monks even closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch the tragic scene.

“Hefeng…”

There was also a burst of exclamations from the demon clan camp. They were also worried about the safety of Hefeng. All their hearts were removed, and the trauma they suffered was no less than Ye Fan.

"Bang!"

Although Hefeng fled far away, the golden light in his chest became more and more powerful. Finally, it exploded with a bang, and blood and flesh splattered, dyeing the battle platform red and the eyes of the demon monks red.

"No……"

The young monk of the demon clan exclaimed, and his heart also reached his throat. Only the people of the Han Bing Liehe clan looked cold and indifferent.

"I will never die in a hundred battles, and the battle soul will return!"

The sound of Hefeng sounded throughout the battlefield, and then blood flowed back and flesh and blood reorganized.

"Broken body rebirth!"

On the other hand, Ye Fan also used the Phoenix Nirvana Technique, combined with the pure yang energy, break the body and rebirth, break it and then stand!

The two seemed to be comparing secret techniques and fighting speed. At this moment, whoever recovers first will win, because as long as the opponent is blocked from resurrection, they can completely kill the opponent.

The people watching from afar were completely shocked. What was the monk fighting for?

Apart from cultivation and strength, you will fight for your life!

Both of them have supreme secret techniques, and being able to recover quickly is equivalent to having a few more lives and they can't fight at all.

"Buzz!"

Hefeng took the lead in reorganizing his body, and directly shouted loudly, using a secret technique he had obtained by chance, attacking Ye Fan with sound waves, preparing to put him to death.
To be continued...