Under everyone's gaze, Ye Fan walked out of the city gate step by step.
That majestic back is like a mountain, supporting the world.
Ahead, there are hundreds of millions of demonic soldiers, watching eagerly.
In the rear, there are Daxia soldiers, looking forward eagerly.
"Hmph! I didn't expect there to be such a stupid human monk! Should I praise your bravery, or should I ridicule you for overestimating your capabilities?"
The middle-ranking demon general holding a magic bow had a look of disdain on his face.
Among the demons that invaded Daxia Imperial City this time, he is considered to be the most powerful. He also has the Fallen Demon Bow in his hand and is good at long-range attacks. He is extremely powerful.
"A mere middle-ranked demon general is like an ant in my eyes! I, Ye Fan, will announce the death date of you and the demon soldiers behind you!"
Ye Fan's voice contained an irresistible will.
He had never been afraid when facing the Tiansha Demon General or the high-ranking Demon Generals from the Ancient Phoenix Dynasty before. Now facing a mid-level Demon General, he felt no pressure.
In Ye Fan's view, what really determines the fate of Daxia is the battle in the Youmo Formation.
At this moment, Xia Emperor Qin Yuan, the old prince and other powerful men were fighting two super powerful high-ranking demon generals.
The success or failure of his life and death will determine the future of Daxia!
Ye Fan learned about these situations, so he decided to prevent the demon generals and soldiers in front of him from attacking the imperial city.
"Haha... Daxia is really the most ridiculous dynasty. Is there no one left? Even the trash of the Nine Transformation Gods dare to come out to fight, and they are even so arrogant! I think your ability is not in force, right?
"
The Demon General looked at Ye Fan with disdain.
"Yes, my specialty is not just force!" Ye Fan said calmly.
"Hahaha, idiot, do you still think I'm praising you? I want to say that your specialty should be bragging, using this method to enhance the momentum of your own army! It's ridiculous! Hahaha..."
As he said that, the demon general laughed loudly.
And the hundreds of millions of demon soldiers behind him laughed at the same time.
"The Nine Divine Transformations are just appearances. It seems that you don't have any connotations. Otherwise, you wouldn't think that I am weak so hastily!" Ye Fan said calmly.
"You brat, why are you pretending to be dead when you are about to die? I will kill you in front of everyone, so that the losers of Daxia will understand that in front of the demons, all the monks of Daxia are useless!"
A sneer appeared on the corner of the demon general's mouth, and at the same time, murderous intent filled his eyes. He slowly raised the fallen demon bow, as if he was about to take action.
When Ye Fan saw this, his expression did not change and he was not afraid at all.
The magic power of the Fallen Demonic Bow can draw out the inner energy of ordinary monks, which has been proven before.
But Ye Fan has a powerful body, so even if he was hit by thousands of arrows, he would not be hurt at all.
"You bastard, die."
The corners of the Demon General's mouth raised slightly, and at the same time he opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and fired the Demon Arrow at Ye Fan.
"Ah... Mr. Ye Fan!"
"Is everything going to be okay?"
"That's the Fallen Demonic Bow. It's a super powerful demonic weapon bestowed by Demon King Bo Xun!"
Seeing this scene, everyone was sweating for Ye Fan.
In their view, if he was shot by this magic arrow, Ye Fan's cultivation would be restricted and he would become a piece of meat on the chopping board, to be slaughtered.
No one wants to see that result, but now the crisis is right in front of us.
"Ye Fan!"
Qin Xuance was very anxious in his heart. He was wondering whether his choice was wrong. Letting Ye Fan face the demon general holding the fallen magic bow alone was the most dangerous thing in itself. But why was Ye Fan so insistent?
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The demon general opened his bow, and countless demon arrows struck in the direction of Ye Fan. Like a storm, Ye Fan was at the center of these storms and could not escape.
"Hahaha!"
The demon general laughed loudly, and he seemed to see the scene of Ye Fan being hit by thousands of arrows.
Then, Ye Fan is like a waste, with no power to fight back at all.
He would stand on Ye Fan's body, step on his head, and let all the monks of the race understand the gap between them and the demon race.
He slowly walked towards Ye Fan's position. Thousands of magic arrows were still attacking. Ye Fan's position was already in chaos, and no one could see clearly what was going on.
"Ye Fan!"
On top of the city, Princess Nishang had tears in her eyes, silently praying for Ye Fan's safety.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The endless magic arrows roared. At this moment, it was not only the attack of magic energy poison, but also the critical strike of the magic arrow itself.
Many monks did not even dare to look at Ye Fan's position. They were worried that the next second they would see Ye Fan's body.
"Hehehe, no way, just die like this? That's too rubbish..."
The demon general couldn't feel Ye Fan's aura and thought that Ye Fan had died directly under thousands of magic arrows. This was very possible. After all, Ye Fan only had the cultivation level of the ninth level of god transformation. In his opinion, he could only
It's a dead end.
"What?"
But the next second, he froze because he felt Ye Fan's breath again.
Soon, the smoke cleared.
In everyone's sight, an incredible scene appeared——
All the magic arrows stopped in the air, only a few inches away from Ye Fan.
But this small distance seems to be so far away that it is insurmountable.
"No! Impossible!"
The middle demon general's face changed wildly, as if he had seen a ghost: "You brat, you have only reached the realm of god transformation, how can you resist my demon arrows?"
"What's so impossible about this? This childish thing wants to deal with me?"
Ye Fan smiled and snapped his fingers.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
Thousands of magic arrows shattered instantly and turned into powder.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at the middle-ranked demon general from afar, and then Adu said: "The last demon general who challenged me seems to be called the eight-armed demon general... However, he has long been wiped out, with no bones left..."
"What?"
Hearing this, all the demon generals and demon soldiers were shocked.
The eight-armed demon general is the strongest among them, second only to the high-ranking demon general.
Unexpectedly... he died in Ye Fan's hands.
"That's nonsense, brat. With your level of cultivation in the divine transformation stage, how can you possibly kill the eight-armed demon general? Go to hell!"
In fact, this demon general was already very shocked. His killing arrow array actually failed. This represents Ye Fan's true strength, which is definitely not as simple as turning nine gods!
Now, he wants to use the strongest move to completely kill the enemy in front of him.
The Demon General used the Fallen Demonic Bow again.
For a moment, the sky was miserable and the earth was miserable, the wind was howling, and endless magic energy was gathering in his direction.
"No! This devil is going to use his big moves!"
"This is so powerful, I can feel the power even from such a long distance!"
"Master Ye, be careful!"
The monks in Daxia are panicking. Can Ye Fan resist?
"You brat, this time I'll let you see the true power of the fallen demon bow!"
The demon general showed a fierce look in his eyes and used all his magic power to pour into the magic arrow.