There is a kind of death called death. Shi Fan could not pull Fang Zhengzheng to die with him, but he could do his best to untie the seal imprisoned on Yan Xiu.

Because, he could feel the evil power gushing out from Yan Xiu's body, a force that should not exist in this world at all.

If we cannot die together, we will suffer losses!

"Open!" Shi Fan let out a last roar in his mouth, and at the same time, an extremely complex figure appeared on his palm, which was a figure of the Hell Road.

At this moment, Shi Fan's eyes were completely congested, and it felt like he was focusing all his strength on this figure.

As this figure emerged, a huge attraction also surged out of his palm, completely pulling out the power that gushed out from Yan Xiu's body.

"What?!" The second elder also discovered something was wrong at this time, but it was obviously too late, because a huge force had already rushed out.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The huge and evil power rushed out of Yan Xiu's body like a wave in an instant, and then a sound that seemed to be something broken also sounded.

At the same time, a powerful impact force also hit Shi Fan's arm, completely shattering his palms, causing his body to fly backwards.

Not only Shi Fan, but also the second elder standing beside Yan Xiu and Fang Zhengshi were also inevitable, being bombarded by this huge force.

With a "bang!", Shi Fan's body fell heavily into the distance, and a mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth, and his body was even more depressed.

However, Shi Fan's mouth was filled with a smile. He smiled, and he was very happy because he had seen the power rushing out of Yan Xiu's body: "Fallen Shura?! Hahaha... It turned out to be Fallen Shura!"

"Boom!" The ground cracked at this moment, with Yan's cultivation as the center, black auras like sharp claws surged out wildly.

That is the breath from hell.

Powerful and evil.

At the same time, Yan Xiu's body slowly stood up, and his eyes turned black in an instant, completely pitch black, without a trace of red light or white inside, just like the abyss connecting hell.

"Ah!!" Yan Xiu let out a roar, and at the same time, the bones in his body kept making crackling sounds.

"Crack, Crack..."

Such a scene is absolutely shocking, and as those black auras continue to surge out, a powerful sense of oppression also swept out.

"Yan Xiu!" Fang Zhengzhi really didn't expect Yan Xiu to break the seal at this time. After all, the battle has basically been resolved.

wrong!

Not Yan Xiu!

It's Shifan!

Fang Zhengzhi looked at Shi Fan, and Shi Fan's eyes were also looking at him. On Shi Fan's face, Fang Zhengzhi saw a cruel smile.

"Ahem... Fang Zhengzheng, what should you do now?!" Shi Fan's voice was filled with a sense of relief before death, because Yan Xiu's seal had been untied. Next, he could imagine that Yan Xiu, who became a fallen Shura, would become a thoughtless murder puppet.

"Shi Fan, die!" Fang Zhengzhi's body moved again, and the powerful murderous aura surged out wildly. Even though blood was constantly gushing out from his shoulders, the powerful anger still made him as fast as lightning, and the scarless sword in his hand slashed directly at Shi Fan with one sword.

The purple sword light rushed out.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

Shi Fan's body was instantly cut in half, but in Shi Fan's eyes, he still maintained that extremely cruel smile.

At the same time Shi Fan died, Yan Xiu's arms finally slowly raised, and then the palms that should have been weak were also tightened at this moment.

Completely restored!

"Kill!" shouted loudly.

Countless black auras gathered towards Yan Xiu frantically, just like black claws, completely wrapping Yan Xiu's body.

"Xu'er!" Yan Qianli's face changed suddenly as he looked at this scene. He knew too well the meaning of falling into Shura. It was because of his knowledge that he became more and more anxious.

However, Yan Xiu's current situation has obviously reached an irreversible level.

Yan Xiu, who was strongly unwilling to accept his desire for power, was too eager for power. This desire made Yan Xiu unconsciously give up the suppression of Suishu's power.

"Boom!" A black whirlwind rose from Yan Xiu's feet, and the entire sky seemed to become dim at this moment, as if it was suppressed by a huge dark cloud.

The next moment, Yan Xiu also moved.

Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the second elder's position. A silver blood fan shone out from his hand, and the black aura wrapped in his body exuded a cold and evil aura.

This also changed the face of the second elder a little. It was obvious that the second elder had never thought that things would become like this now.

Moreover, the most important thing is that Yan Xiu has obviously become a real fallen Shura now, and the changes have been more thorough than the changes in the heavenly calligraphy world a month ago.

In this case...

Not to mention Chi Guyan is not there, even if Chi Guyan is present, I am afraid that it will not be able to suppress it anymore, because Yan Xiu has now completely become a fallen Shura.

Only kill!

"Since you have fallen into the evil Shura, you can't stay anymore!" The golden sword in the second elder tightened, and a dazzling golden light lit up on his body. At the same time, a light and shadow like a huge golden bell also appeared on him, and nine golden swords were engraved on the huge golden bell.

"The sword starts!" The second elder shouted softly.

The nine long swords originally engraved on the golden bell seemed to have survived in an instant, and flew out of the golden bell and surrounded his body.

As the second elder of the Tiandao Pavilion, the absolute strong man in the holy realm, the true strength of the second elder is naturally impossible to be comparable to that of Yuan Rong and others.

As nine golden swords flew out, a powerful aura also rose from the second elder, and the entire space seemed to be trembling constantly.

"Don't hurt my grandson!" Yan Qianli's face was a little pale. It was obvious that the blow he had just suffered had not fully recovered, but he rushed towards the second elder immediately.

A blood-red light wrapped around him.

"Yan Qianli, don't be obsessed with it anymore. Yan Xiu has now fallen into an evil Shura, and no one can save him!" The second elder saw Yan Qianli rushing over, so he naturally did not stop. He directly met Yan Xiu. With a golden sword in his hand, nine golden swords rushed towards Yan Xiufei: "Sword Slash!"

"Boom boom boom..." A series of roars sounded.

As the nine golden swords were slashed down one after another, thick dust also rose on the ground, and the ground that had originally broken was completely broken, and the black aura was rising, and among the black aura, there were nine golden swords constantly flying.

It can be seen that nine golden swords have obvious advantages.

However, the black aura was not completely suppressed. On the contrary, it seemed to be getting richer and more black auras continued to rise from the ground.

This also made the second elder sweat a little on his forehead.

Fallen Shura, a puppet that is completely controlled by the power of the evil Shura, cannot be described as direct realm and strength, because he himself represents Shura.

The golden light flashed and the black air filled the air.

At this moment, Yan Qianli had already arrived in front of the second elder, so he naturally could not see Yan Xiu being killed, even if Yan Xiu had become a fallen Shura.

But that is still his grandson!

Without any hesitation, Yan Qianli's fist also clenched tightly, and a punch was blown out, and the blood-red light wrapped around the fist and turned into sharp thorns.

"No matter how strong the attack power is, it is useless to be unable to speed!" The second elder did not seem to be surprised by Yan Qianli's arrival, and he turned his body slightly. Then, he stretched out his palm and grabbed Yan Qianli's arm: "Lu Zhong!"

With the second elder's whisper, the golden giant bell that had originally covered him also moved at this moment, directly covering Yan Qianli.

"Boom!" With a sound, Yan Qianli's body fell directly to the ground, and his body was even covered by a huge golden bell, and he could not take it out at all.

Such a scene naturally made the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion make an excited voice in the eyes of the surrounding Tiandao Pavilion.

"Second Elder, it's really amazing!"

"That's certainly. I heard that the ancient bell on the second elder is Li Feifan, who has both offense and defense. Not to mention one Yan Qianli, even five or ten, it may not be a problem!"

"Kill, for the second elder and for the dignity of the Tiandao Pavilion!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, who were originally suppressed by Shadow Sect disciples, were excited as if they had eaten chicken blood, because the real determination of this battle was the battle between the strong.

As long as the second elder can suppress Yan Qianli and Fang Zhengzheng, the weakness in the short term will eventually be changed, and it will eventually be the result of the victory of Tiandao Pavilion.

"Pu Thorn!" A sound of sword light entering his body sounded, and a disciple of the Shadow Sect fell to the ground, and his feet were already covered in blood.

The strength of the fourth and sixth elders is not something that dozens of Shadow Sect disciples can stop them. As time goes by, more and more Shadow Sect disciples have also fallen down.

"No, I can't hold on anymore!" Saint Tianxu also felt a little anxious at this moment. His original plan was to help Fang Zhengzhi hold back half of the incense stick to one incense stick.

But what about now?

Time has passed long ago.

Yuan Rong and others were already dead under Fang Zhengzheng's sword, but the sudden change in Yan Xiu made him unable to escape immediately.

Can't leave?

That can only turn into a fierce battle.

The Saint Tianxu knew very well that even if the strength of the Shadow Sect has been enhanced now, if he really fought with Tiandao Pavilion, he would still suffer heavy losses.

The most important thing is that this is the territory of Tiandao Pavilion.

No one knows whether such movement will attract the attention of the disciples in the Heavenly Dao Pavilion. If a few elders come again, they will not be able to leave today.

"Take Yan Xiu away!" The Saint of Tianxu knew that the more he dragged it back, the more unfavorable it would be for the Shadow Gate. Now, he could only get out as soon as possible.

But, that's it.

How could Yan Xiu be easily taken away now?

Yan Qianli knew very well what the Saint Tianxu thought. In fact, he also wanted to take Yan Xiu away, but how could he take him?

Not to mention that he is trapped now.
To be continued...