Without any hesitation, Yi Fan transformed into Qing Feng, Ming Bing, and Fen Yan had already come out. With a tacit understanding of Ghost Xuan Dao, he withdrew the magic circle in an instant, and quickly complained: "Why did you come here?"
In fact, Yi Fan didn't leave for long. He was just faced with a formidable enemy and every second was in danger. Time seemed to pass extremely slowly.
Under the fierce attack of icebergs and pyroblasts, although the humanoid molten beast was injured, it was not serious. Yi Fan held the Mo Xin Sword in his hand and activated the 'Sword Burial Tomb' with a quick method. In an instant, countless sword blades came out of the ground and turned into twists.
, hitting the stone skin, sparks flew everywhere, knocking the humanoid molten beast into the air.
Ghost Xuandao looked on in a depressed manner, and sent out a 'ghost formation'. The humanoid molten beast was attracted by gravity and fell heavily into the ground. However, even if the ghost's hand touched the body, it could not crush the humanoid molten beast to pieces. Unexpectedly,
, at this time Yi Fan jumped up high, rushed into the formation, held two swords in his hands and fell from the sky, fell down with the help of gravity, and pierced the monster's head in one fell swoop.
At first glance, the two monsters seemed powerless to fight back. That was because they were slow, but their ability to withstand attacks was enough to surprise the two brothers. With the two of them joining forces, they actually had to fight for a long time before finishing off the monsters.
If the transformed monster alone is so difficult to deal with, what about the strength of Yanwu itself?
In mid-air, there was a loud bang, and Yan Wu's fierce fire was so powerful that it was unimaginable. Withstanding the blow, Yan Xiaoyu only felt the blood in his chest churning, and for a while he couldn't even support his flight, and he rolled and fell.
Toward the ground.
Yan Wu was quite surprised. She didn't expect that this person could fight so many moves against her without dying. He was obviously not as strong as him. Even if he was a fire spirit yuan-ti, his fire level was far different.
After being stunned for a moment, Yan Wu did not give Yan Xiaoyu a chance to breathe, and took advantage of the victory to pursue him. With a wave of his palm, another fierce blazing fire flew down. Yan Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and hurriedly injured himself without even looking at his injuries.
Roar: "Go quickly." After saying that, he chops his feet and faces the fire upwards.
After Yi Fan received the message, they ignored it. But Yi Fan handed the Fenglin grass and the exorcism pill to Guixuandao: "You go first, I will help Brother Yan."
"I'll go with you." Guixuan said without hesitation.
"No, Brother Yan said that this battle cannot be fought."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gui Xuandao immediately changed his mind, grabbed Yi Fan, and hurriedly escaped. It wasn't that he wasn't worried, but it was that he was more rational at the moment, and Yan Xiaoyu even said that he couldn't fight, so he didn't hesitate to delay it.
, which means that escape is inevitable.
During the exchange of greetings, Yan Wu's expression suddenly changed, and the flames instantly became stronger as she danced with her hands. She felt Yan Xiaoyu's breath getting closer and closer, and the breath was in the flames.
Yan Xiaoyu gritted his teeth violently and relied on his physical body to resist. He was currently using his luck to perform his martial arts, but he had no time to worry about the intensity of the fire. He immediately released his spiritual thoughts and locked onto Yan Wu, but he was easily knocked back.
The field of vision was blocked by the fierce fire, making it impossible to detect Yan Wu's position. Yan Xiaoyu made a consistent blow, but if he missed... all the previous efforts would be in vain.
In an instant, Yan Wu waved his arm, blocking his magical power, and retreated sideways to the right. Suddenly, another spiritual thought came, and he rushed back without hesitation. At this moment, Yan Xiaoyu rushed out of the fierce fire without even looking at it.
, as if already knowing the position of Yan Wu, he moved sideways to the left and discharged a palm in an awe-inspiring manner.
"Six Methods of Demonic Fire-Xuyang Break."
In the roar, Yan Xiaoyu shot out six suns and flew around Yan Wu, one above and below them, blocking all directions. Yan Wu didn't seem to expect that even if he blocked his spiritual thoughts, Yan Xiaoyu would still find the location. When he was stunned, he
Already caught.
Scanning the six suns with cold eyes, Yan Wu frowned and asked: "It's so accurate. My position is definitely not a guess, right?"
Yan Xiaoyu snorted coldly and did not answer. He clenched his claws and the six suns gathered together. In an instant, Yan Wu controlled the fire to resist. However, in an instant, his arm hurt. At some point, Yan Xiaoyu suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sword was held by his shoulder.
It fell, almost cutting itself in half.
"Humph, the fire spirit is nothing more than that. You can cut off my spiritual thoughts, but I know where to cut them off." Yan Xiaoyu succeeded with one move, but he knew that this slash was nothing to Yan Wu.
Just hurt.
After saying that, he quickly pulled out his hands and retreated, turning around and flying towards Yi Fan and others.
Seeing this, the opponent's purpose was clear, Yan Wu was furious, and simply sent a palm to her waist, breaking her lower body. Suddenly, half of her body floated down and turned into a ball of fire. At the same time, her body also
Is rising from the ashes.
Yan Xiaoyu flew to the front, and in order to retain a trace of spiritual energy, he immediately released the demonization. He had no choice but to touch the injury, and a mouthful of bright red suddenly spurted out. He reluctantly shouted in pain: "Time is running out, hurry up and take two steps, wait until we get out of the volcano."
, the fire spirit outside is relatively weak, and the fire dance relies on fire, so its strength will inevitably be greatly reduced."
Guixuandao shouted as he ran: "There is a ghost, but in our current situation, we still can't fight him."
This statement is not unreasonable, but if you stay, you will die, if you run, you will die, and if you die early, you will die later. However, it is like this... It is better to die later.
While talking, the brothers were only about thirty steps away from the crater. At this time, Yan Wu's figure returned to her original state. She stepped on the fire lotus and her whole body turned into fierce fire and flew out: "Want to leave?"
Seeing the torch flying across the sky at an alarming speed, Gui Xuandao shouted from behind: "That woman is angry, pull him up quickly."
Yan Xiaoyu stretched out his arms, finally grasped Yi Fan's palm, and pulled hard. Yan Wu behind Yi Fan swung his arm, and a wall of fire instantly blocked the two of them. Yan Xiaoyu shouted: "Don't let go."
He shouted, roared, and tried hard to pull out, but there was nothing.
Yan Xiaoyu sat on the ground, stunned, and Gui Xuandao was also stunned. After a moment of silence, he angrily went up and grabbed Yan Xiaoyu's collar, hysterically: "Why, what the hell is this? Where's Yi Fan? Damn me.
What about Yi Fan?"
Tears fell from his eyes, Yan Xiaoyu trembled all over, looked at his palms with dull eyes, and murmured: "He... let go."
At that moment, Yi Fan still let go of his hand, leaving himself in the volcano and sending the two brothers back to safety.
Just as Yan Xiaoyu was about to enter the volcano again, Gui Xuandao suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and felt the blood in his chest churning. He was holding a piece of grass in one hand and a bottle of pills in the other.
Gui Xuandao smiled miserably and said: "I'm fine, go ahead and bring Yi Fan back."
Hearing this, Yan Xiaoyu silently lowered his head, his tears kept flowing and evaporating. Finally, he fed Guixuan Dao and took the exorcism pill, then knocked him out with one hand, carried him on his back, and silently went down the mountain.
…
In the volcano, Yi Fan stumbled, sat on the ground and touched the back of his head, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Yan Wu slowly floated in front of him and asked casually.
Yi Fan was settling an account and laughed and said: "We came to get the Fenglin grass to save people. Now we have the medicine. The two brothers are outside, but you and I are here. So, I use
One life has been exchanged for three, do you think I am losing or gaining?"
Yan Wu frowned and said, "You are trapped here, is it worth laughing at?"
"You, an elf, can't understand. I'm too lazy to explain it to you." Yi Fan chuckled, stood up slowly, and transformed into a demon again. He held Fen Yan and Ming Bing in his dark claws.
, he said confidently: "I'm not cowardly enough to surrender. Come on, let's continue fighting."
Yan Wu's face was expressionless: "I saw that you ordered a young man in black to kill my Flame Servant. It was very good, so I will replace the Flame Servant with you."
He thought that Ling Jing was ignorant of the world and would fight as long as he said so. Unexpectedly, he actually found reasons for fighting now. Yi Fan was quite surprised: "Anyway, I'm in your hands now. If you don't fight, I will die."
, but please don’t be so formal in your speech.”
"If you win, I will help you, so why not?"
After saying that, Yan Wu waved his hand and patted the void, and six fireballs suddenly burst out of the lava, falling from the sky towards Yi Fan.
When Yi Fan saw this, he also moved. The two swords kept flashing in his hands, and with each flash, a sword energy flew out, intertwined with water and fire, and continuously struck the fireball, sometimes passing by towards Yanwu.
One is in the sky, and the other is on the ground. The fierce fire and the sword energy are fighting each other. The two fires are approaching each other, and the ice breath turns into water and evaporates. White smoke evaporates, which is a victory of arrogance.
Yi Fan exchanged moves with a powerful enemy, and neither of them suffered any damage, but the consumption on Yi Fan was really huge. He used his method to summon the Flame Spirit General, allowing it to disturb him from the side, while he still had two swords, using Mo
The heart is the assistant, and the ice is the attack.
The blue sword energy swept across all directions without any structure. Dozens of icebergs formed irregularly, but they could not withstand the heat of the volcano. In the blink of an eye, the icebergs quickly turned into floods, and then turned into steaming white smoke.
Yan Wu waved her hand gently, and suddenly a fierce fire rushed towards Fen Yan, knocking it back to its original shape and flying back behind Yi Fan.
"The element of fire is indescribably weak, and the element of water is not strong enough. It is difficult for me, the younger generation, to compete with me. This battle will be lost." With that said, Yanwu swooped down, circled her lotus hands, and the fire ribbon around her neck struck the void, exploding.
A series of blazing fires appeared in one place, forming a shocking fire beast.
Yi Fan opened his eyes and started singing with his fingers. Behind him, he turned into the shadow of a waterfall. The torrents of water poured down his face, but his clothes were not wetted. However, the light on his sword became brighter and brighter.
Gathering the power of the sky waterfall, he slashed out with a sword. The fire beast opened its huge mouth and roared like thunder.
There was a loud 'bang' sound.
The fire beast bit the flying feather in one bite, and with its flaming teeth exerting force, the flying feather instantly shattered into ice crystals and dissipated in the air.
The two moves were fighting each other, and Yi Fan knew that it was difficult to compete. Seeing the fire beast charging at him, he hurriedly inserted his sword into the ground and sent divine breath into the sword. An iceberg burst out of the ground and lifted Yi Fan into the air.
Roar!
The fire beast roared, before it collided with the iceberg, it scattered into fire, and the fireballs flew behind Yi Fan and condensed again.
He never expected that the fire beast would be so entangled. Yi Fan was about to turn around to resist, but when he glanced at him, he saw a clue. He saw Yan Wu standing in the void, her jade hands dancing wildly, as if she was controlling the law.
It can restrain the fire spirit. Obviously, this fire beast is difficult to deal with. Yi Fan ignored it and hurriedly cut out the iceberg, using the force to bounce, moving like lightning, the Mo Xin Sword in his hand flew out first.
With the black sword as a guarantee, even if Yi Fan cannot catch up, he can still use this sword to break the law first.
Just when he was about to approach, Yan Wu suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time fierce fire shook his whole body, and there was a "clang" sound. Mo Xinfei threw it, and Yi Fan happened to catch it back in his hand. He took advantage of the situation and held the sword with his backhand, acting as a sword shield.
, rush towards the fierce fire with all his strength, and fly out through the fire.
After Yi Fan flew forward, the two people's eyes were relatively close to each other. At the same time, most of Yan Wu's body had disappeared. It seemed that he was going to use the escape technique.
It doesn't matter to Yi Fan whether it can cause damage, as long as it can block the move.
Yan Wu used her escape technique, and her connection with the fire beast ended naturally. She could have escaped safely, but for some reason she was suddenly stunned. In an instant, the sword light flashed, and she pierced her heart with a sword.
In a short moment, Yan Wu disappeared from sight. Looking around, he saw her falling to the ground, clutching her chest in embarrassment, with a look of reluctance.
Yi Fan looked at it coldly and smiled lightly: "It turns out that the knife that Brother Yan made was not completely useless."
Just think about it, Yan Wu couldn't be bored and give in a blow. Apart from her injuries, there was no other explanation for why she suddenly panicked.
Yanwu flew into the air again and received two blows. Although it was not a serious injury, the impact was not small. She did not speak. She raised her hand, and the power of the lava in the volcano suddenly changed. Like water droplets, it floated to the sky.
One drop gathers to create a sea of molten fire.
Yi Fan was dumbfounded by what he saw. A volcanic eruption is extremely powerful, but if the lava turns into a torrential rain of fire, what will its power be like?
Even if he wanted to smile, he couldn't help it. Suddenly, a thunderous sound was heard from thousands of miles away. This sound made Yan Wu's heart jump inexplicably. You know, the Beiyuan Volcano has always been windy and rainy from ancient times to the present, but it has always been windy and rainy.
There was never a thunderstorm.
But today there was a sound of thunder. The next moment, Yi Fan smiled. He was so ambitious that he not only wanted to make the sky thunder, but also wanted to get out alive.
From the beginning to now, Yi Fan has spent most of his time driving Ming Bing to evaporate water vapor from it. He doesn't know how the evil clouds in the sky are formed, but he can use the surrounding fire to create thunder clouds.
He has been waiting for this moment for so long.
"Gathering thunder."
The demon's mouth opened, and there was a "boom" sound, and a flash of lightning fell, but it was visible to the naked eye. The flashes of lightning jumped continuously, and they were in line with Yi Fan's mouth. One minute...two minutes...three minutes...
It wasn't until three quarters of an hour passed that Yi Fan closed his mouth with satisfaction, and then changed his hand to hold Fen Yan. With a shake of his left hand, a drop of blood condensed into a large black and white bow.
"The ancient Yu thunders, and the magic rains a thousand rains."
Using his sword as an arrow, Yi Fan calmly and unhurriedly injected the power of thunder into Fen Yan. He could immediately hear the soft roar of thunder coming from the sword, as if Fen Yan felt aggrieved.
If Yan Xiaoyu was also present, he would definitely recognize Yi Fan's momentum. It was the thousands of thunder arrows used by the demon when he was at Jinghan Lake. However, the form is different now, and the power is not comparable to that of the time. In addition, there is an archery bow.
With the help of Yan Wu, who was already sure of victory, he was also moved at this moment.
Both of them are condensing their maximum moves. Judging from the momentum, Yi Fan is inferior by a few points, but it is just a matter of points. Who wins and who loses, or whether both sides suffer losses, no one can judge until the moves are executed.
The next second, the sword came out and fell, and the molten sea in the sky collapsed in an instant, condensing into a molten pillar in front of the fingertips. However, the red sword was fearless, flying through the sky, and the violent thunder was terrifying. As for Yi Fan...
After the sword came out, he had nothing to do with it, but the shock caused this time was really huge.
He came to the outside of the volcano, but he walked across the volcano, punched through and flew out of the rock wall several miles thick, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
In other words, his current position is further away than Yan Xiaoyu and the others who left long ago.
After one blow, the lava all over the sky returned to the volcano, and the Divine Archer Bow and the Mo Xin Sword also returned to Yi Fan's body. Only Ming Bing and Burning Flame disappeared, and it is unknown where they landed.