Cold, dark outside the realm, there is a dead silence.

Rumble...

It was as if the world was created, and an ancient battlefield appeared in the void!

This is the battlefield of saints left by ancient times on Earth. Only the aura of saints can be triggered and manifested.

The vast and distant battlefield of the ancient saints is filled with the vicissitudes of time.

In the distance, broken weapons and huge bone blocks floated, showing the tragic sacred war that year.

The weapons fragments have long lost their divine nature and are dull and the huge bone blocks have lost all their essence, which may turn into cosmic dust at any time.

"Little bastard, your doomsday has arrived, and today you are powerless to go against the will of heaven!"

Chen Daocang stood in the battlefield of the saint, his eyes were like golden lamps, his black hair drooped his shoulders, and his body was covered with a faint holy light, emitting a terrifying saint pressure.

"You are the one who dies!"

Ye Fan was not afraid, holding a gun with one hand and directing Nantian diagonally. His eyes were very calm from beginning to end, without a trace of turmoil.

"Hahaha……"

Chen Daozang laughed wildly and said with a joke: "I will give you a chance to take action so that others will not say that I will bully the small ones for the sake of the big ones. After all, you are my junior brother."

"Today, I will clear the portal for the master!"

Ye Fan made a lightning strike, and the Chaos Dragon Spear swept out a sharp killing, directly sucking Chen Daocang's cheek, immediately slashing half of his face into a bloody and bloody state, almost shattering the skull.

"ah……"

Chen Daocang screamed and retreated quickly, with fierce light shot out from his eyes, and a few big bloody teeth spit out.

He never expected that Ye Fan would beat him as soon as he said something, and he didn't even say hello. He directly slapped his face with the embryo of the imperial soldier. Even if he was as powerful as him, he couldn't avoid it. He was ruthless.

“Ahhhhhh…”

Chen Daocang roared to the sky, and was almost furious when he was fucked by an ant he thought.

"I kill you!"

Chen Daocang roared wildly, without using the holy art of killing, and just used the most ordinary martial arts to blast Ye Fan, the blazing fist light tore through the void, like a fairy light illuminating the universe.

"Xuan Di Fist!"

Ye Fan did not use his trump card, but only used the Xuan Emperor's Fist to fight against each other. The central and peaceful Xuan Emperor's Fist, coupled with the domineering boxing spirit of the world, was like a burning sun in the sky.

"boom!"

The light was bright, and the two fists collided together, emitting a light that was stronger than the explosion of the sun. A breath of destruction rushed out, and countless meteorites burst into pieces, and the huge bones floating around instantly turned into ashes.

One blow!

No one can get the advantage when they are evenly matched.

Ye Fan was so proud.

Chen Daozang is far stronger than the other holy lords he encountered, and even stronger than the great demons of the demon clan. When ordinary martial arts are used in his hands, they can turn decay into magic.

"If you only have this strength, then you can die!"

Chen Daocang's expression was cold, his body was covered with a layer of magic flames, and his black hair turned into blood, as if it had been stained with blood.

"kill!"

Ye Fan did not talk nonsense, and directly took the lead in attacking, punching forward, with Daoshi and thunder surrounding his fist, and exerting a terrifying force like a heavenly punishment.

"snort!"

Chen Daocang let out a cold snorted disdain, as if the divine drum was shaking, his head full of blood and his hair danced backwards, and he also swung his fists forward to kill him.

"boom!"

When the two met, they were like two burning sky colliding together, terrifying energy obscured millions of miles, like meteorite explosions, like the most dazzling fireworks blooming.

"this……"

"Do you have to divide life and death as soon as you come?"

Above the ruins of Tianshan Manor, the white-eyed wolf quickly built a divine light platform, which could reflect the scene of Ye Fan's side of 100,000 miles. When they saw this scene, they were all surprised.

They were all severely damaged and dared not come to the battlefield in person anymore, for fear of becoming a burden to Ye Fan, so they could only watch the battle in this way.

"Xiaofan..."

Chu Xuanji and Ye Wenhao both felt their hearts in their throats. With their eyesight, they could not see the situation on the battlefield at all, and they were just blindly worried about Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's punch seemed to penetrate the Nine Heavens, and the Great Dao Imprint and Thunder Runes were flashing, with devastating power.

Chen Daozang was not inferior to him at all. He was also terrifying. He was covered with mysterious magic patterns and punched through the three realms and six paths, destroying everything.

"puff!"

"Bang!"

Neither of them avoided the enemy, and they hit the opponent with the terrifying holy power, and blood fell on the ancient battlefield.

This ancient battlefield where countless saints' blood have been scattered, has added two more saints' blood.

Ye Fan punched Chen Daocang half of his head, and rushed forward with a terrifying rain of blood.

And he himself was also broken by Chen Daocang, and blood rain splashed and broken bones splashed, which was extremely tragic.

"No……"

Chu Xuanji and Ye Wenhao had never seen Ye Fan's despicable means, and they were shocked and screamed with a look of worry.

The white-eyed wolf and the peacock looked calm. They knew Ye Fan's horror. As long as there was a drop of essence and blood, they could be reborn.

And it seems that he did not use all his strength at all and was still testing.

However, they were also shocked by Chen Daocang's horror. Ye Fan's body was able to break the quasi-imperial weapon, but he was also injured.

"Little bastard, you are cruel enough!"

The two of them passed by. After Chen Daocang rushed out thousands of feet, he turned around and said with a gloomy face.

He didn't expect Ye Fan to be so decisive and hurt him severely in a way that both sides suffered losses.

"It's even worse than you!"

Ye Fan said contemptuously, and then a light flashed in his hand, directly refining half of Chen Daocang's head into ashes.

"you……"

Chen Daozang was almost vomiting blood when he was so angry that he had an extremely cold eyes.

"Nine turns immortal, only I will live forever!"

Chen Daocang used the secret technique, and his head recovered in an instant, and his long blood-colored hair danced, cutting the void.

"The Phoenix is ​​immortal and will be reborn in Nirvana!"

Ye Fan also used the Phoenix Nirvana Technique, and his broken arm regenerated, his body covered with strong holy light, setting him off like a god coming to the dust.

"Huh~"

Seeing this scene, Ye Wenhao and Chu Xuanji finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved that they had been hanging.

But the hearts of the white-eyed wolf and the peacock sank. Ye Fan relies on the victory to win the Phoenix Nirvana Technique, which is almost immortal and can even consume the opponent.

However, Chen Daocang also seems to have a secret technique that is not inferior to Ye Fan, and can be reborn. In this way, Ye Fan's advantage will be gone, and he can only fight for strength in a real way.

"Little bastard, you really surprised me."

Chen Daoxang's face was ferocious. He originally thought that he had obtained the inheritance of the Netherworld Ancestor and was the first person under the quasi-emperor. He could easily kill Ye Fan, but he did not expect that Ye Fan was much stronger than he imagined.

"Is that? This is just the beginning!"

Ye Fan faced each other forward, his murderous aura was full of murderous aura. The Chaos Dragon Spear in his palm sucked and spit out a divine light, emitting a strong murderous aura.

"I was careless just now, I won't give you another chance next!" Chen Daozang said coldly.

"I have never given you a chance, and I don't need any chance. Are you afraid or are you giving yourself courage?" Ye Fan said Lingran, just like the god of war reborn, with a high fighting spirit, "It's all in vain. I said, today, you will die!"

"Okay, okay!"

Chen Daozang laughed furiously and said, "I see how you kill me!"

After saying that, his body felt illusory, disappeared from the battlefield, completely hidden in the void.

The holy art of killing in the Netherworld, stealth and assassination.

Ye Fan stood proudly on the battlefield, with expressionless face and eyes as bright as stars.

He was like a stone statue, which remained motionless for a long time, and even his murderous aura was restrained, as if it had existed since time immemorial.

“It’s time to end!”

In the void, Chen Daocang sneered. He had gradually sneaked behind Ye Fan and was about to launch a fatal blow.

He didn't want to delay, for fear that other changes would happen, and the evil wolf's killing formation made him a little scared.

sword!
To be continued...