The entire scene instantly became a hell, and bloody evil energy rose into the sky.
Zhuo Yifan roared angrily: "Anchen Yindang, today is the day of your death. You can't even think of summoning the Slaughter Saint."
The devil's heart surged violently, and Zhuo Yifan felt that 36,000 pores all over his body opened at the same time, emitting a terrible suction force, frantically absorbing the essence and blood breath all over the sky.
An Chen's expression changed: "Stop him, and I will summon the Slaughter Saint."
The monks rushed towards Zhuo Yifan like a tide.
Although they are restricted, they are masters of the Mahayana stage after all and are powerful. If they attack at the same time, even the real demons will be hated.
Zhuo Yifan was ready to risk his life at this moment, completely ignoring the consumption of his spiritual power and source power. He locked An Chen with his spiritual power and teleported.
But what greeted him was countless sword energy and sword energy attacks, which gathered together like a torrent, definitely not inferior to Dongfang Liang's full blow.
Zhuo Yifan shouted unwillingly, and a golden light suddenly appeared on his body. They were golden runes, which made him look like a god, majestic.
boom!
Zhuo Yifan's power was fully activated, and layers of space protection were applied to himself. The soul-eating demon sword slashed out fiercely, and fiercely exchanged fire with the energy of the monks.
There was an explosion, and he was directly knocked away by this powerful force.
This time, even though he was physically strong and used the "Netherworld Golden Body Art", he couldn't bear it.
After all, his body is not in the realm of real demons.
The space protection exploded layer by layer, and brilliant fireworks exploded around him.
"Kill him!" Yin Dang shouted coldly.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless cold iron arrows flew towards him, shrouding Zhuo Yifan in mid-air.
Zhuo Yifan felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He gritted his teeth, suddenly sacrificed a distraction, and teleported away.
The attacks of these people were very terrifying. They were able to lock onto the void, making him teleport at a great cost. Moreover, they didn't know any secret method that allowed them to lock on Zhuo Yifan.
No matter where Zhuo Yifan falls, he can never escape.
There is no choice but to sacrifice distraction.
Zhuo Yifan's figure fell to one side and rolled in a panic.
Poof!
Poof!
Cold iron long arrows followed closely and shot through the floor.
If Zhuo Yifan hadn't been able to use the power of his mind to lock it, he would have turned into a hedgehog by now.
But even so, he also suffered a serious blow, more serious than the damage he suffered when fighting Dongfang Liang.
The only difference is that there is a large amount of essence and blood for him to absorb.
In an instant, the powerful essence and blood energy was transformed into various powers under the change of the devil's heart. Not only did he repair the injuries on his body, it was also transformed into source energy and stored.
An Chen's expression changed: "Insufficient blood and essence, what's going on?"
His little staff was indeed overbearing. With a slight shake, the void in the center of the entire hall seemed to be shaking.
At this moment, following his spell, an inexplicable aura rose.
Countless amounts of essence and blood are being drawn into the statue.
But unfortunately, with Zhuo Yifan as the secret robber, the essence and blood are obviously lacking.
Seeing that he was about to fail, An Chen was so anxious that his face changed.
He yelled crazily: "It's the man who was causing trouble just now, kill him, kill him!"
Yin Dang snorted coldly: "No matter who he is, if he dares to destroy our good deeds, he will die."
With one step, he jumped into the air, his long silver hair flying like sharp swords. In his eyes, two small silver swords were constantly spinning, colliding with brilliant sword light.
Compared to the beginning, I don’t know how many times more powerful it is.
At this moment, he felt something in his heart, and suddenly drew his sword, and a sword energy roared out.
Zhuo Yifan's figure flashed, but he teleported ten meters away. The stone pillar where he had just been hiding had been torn open by the sharp sword energy.
Zhuo Yifan's face changed: "You can actually destroy the stone pillar with the power of rules. It seems that your understanding of the sword has reached a terrifying level. If my sword intention had not been perfected, I would really want to steal it again.
have a look."
When Zhuo Yifan said these words, Yin Dang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His indifferent expression suddenly turned ferocious, and he shouted: "Ifan, it's you!"
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "It's me, brother Yindang, you're fine! I heard that your cultivation level has greatly improved now. Do you have to thank me for taking away your ancestral sword spirit?"
"Ivan, it's really effortless to get here without any effort. I didn't expect you to come to the secret place. Today is the day of your death." Yin Dang hated Zhuo Yifan deeply, and countless
Day and night, whenever he thought of the humiliating experience, he wanted to go crazy.
He was forcefully robbed of his ancestral sword power, and almost became a cripple. He managed to escape back to his family, but he was ostracized and ridiculed. Those days where life was worse than death were all thanks to Ivan in front of him.
I didn't expect to meet him now. This is a God-sent opportunity.
At this moment, Yin Dang had only one thought left in his mind, which was to kill Zhuo Yifan himself and avenge his shame.
Zhuo Yifan continued to absorb blood energy. On the surface, he appeared to be seriously injured, but in fact, he was more active than ever at this moment.
"Brother Yindang, don't be so angry! After all, you are now an important figure in the Yin family. I have hard work without any credit! Otherwise, if I help you take away the sword energy, maybe you can break through again.
He immediately became a real demon and is invincible in the demon world."
"Shut up, Ivan. You are so brave. You dare to provoke the eight major families and betray the military. This time I will represent the military and execute you. You must die!"
Yin Dang was furious and couldn't stop. He suddenly waved his hand and hit the long sword. The stars shone brightly and turned into a handful of light spots, like a meteor shower, shooting towards Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan dodged again and stayed away.
Tsk tsk tsk!
The sword energy was truly terrifying, once again leaving clear marks on the stone pillars.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed with reaction, and he said in surprise: "Your sword energy contains the rules of space, no wonder it is so powerful."
Yindang said proudly: "Ivan, if you have the guts to fight fair, I will give you a chance to die with honor."
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "There are so many of you, and you still think it's fair?"
"I promise they will not interfere in our decisive battle." Yin Dang said coldly: "I must wash away the shame you have brought me."
Zhuo Yifan rolled his eyes and said: "Okay, you are indeed the Yin brother I admire. Even if your sword intention is robbed, you can rise from the ashes. I believe in your character."
An Chen frowned and shouted: "Brother Yin, there is no need to tell him any rules. Kill him quickly. The essence and blood will flow faster. He must be up to something."
Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said, "You're right, but it's a pity that there is no reward."
His body suddenly disappeared into the void, and the next time he appeared, he had already rushed a hundred meters in front of An Chen, and raised his hand to throw the Soul-Eating Demonic Sword in his hand.