Fierce Battle

Gu Huo also saw that Ye Fan was deliberately confronting and stalling for time, and his expression sank.

There is only about 200 breaths of time to enter and exit the Ghost Howling Gorge. It is very short. There is no time to confront Ye Fan and it is wasted here.

Once the tens of thousands of people from the Beast Emperor Pavilion passed through the Ghost Howling Gorge and were met by a brigade of hundreds of imperial guards of King Wu of the Ancient World Village, their raid was a complete failure.

Moreover, he may be trapped in the Ancient Land of the Ancestral God for another year, unable to return to the Purple Phoenix Sect.

In any case, he must kill the culprit Ye Fan, or destroy most of the Beast King Pavilion, in order to slightly restore his face as a young sect.

Otherwise, if he had such an aggrieved experience in the Ancient Land of the Ancestral Gods and had his arm cut off without taking revenge, even if he returned to the Purple Phoenix Sect, he would be ridiculed and ridiculed by everyone in the sect.

"I led the four elders of the True Spirit Society to besiege Ye Fan. Gu Shaozong, you lead the people of the Purple Phoenix Sect and all the remaining Martial Kings to attack the Beast Emperor Pavilion with all their strength. You must cripple the Beast Emperor Pavilion. Go quickly!"

Shi Yurong's eyes shone brightly and he shouted decisively.

Gu Huo and other martial kings from the Purple Phoenix Sect and small forces were greatly moved when they saw that Shi Yurong actually wanted to sacrifice himself to stop Ye Fan.

Shi Yurong has always been cunning, cunning, and resourceful, but he didn't expect to be so brave at this moment. He dared to leave him and the four elders of the True Spirit Society to deal with Ye Fan alone.

"Okay! All other Martial Kings, follow me!"

Time is tight and there is no room for overthinking.

Gu Huo made a decisive decision and immediately led the four Martial Kings of the Purple Phoenix Sect, as well as the Martial Kings of the True Spirit Society and other small forces, quickly bypassed Ye Fan's obstruction and flew towards the Ghost Howling Gorge ferry more than ten miles away.

But just as he rushed out, Gu Huo suddenly had a strange thought and woke up.

not good!

I fell into Shi Yurong's trap!

Ye Fan's real purpose in blocking here was to cover the Beast King Pavilion and rush across the Ghost Howling Gorge, rather than to fight against these Martial Kings.

The risk of fighting Ye Fan is lower, and he may not be forced to use the Yin Zu Divine Mind Sky Splitting Technique.

But attacking the Beast King Pavilion would be extremely risky and would definitely force Mark to take action.

The faster you rush, the faster you die!

When Gu Huo thought of this, his whole body trembled with horror. The wings of the purple phoenix behind his back suddenly flapped, and he flew back hundreds of feet in an instant.

"court death!"

Ye Fan sneered slightly at the corner of his mouth, and the Spiritual Mind Splitting Sky Technique poured out.

"Pfft!", "Pfft!"...!

Sure enough, the five Purple Phoenix Sect Martial Kings and Zhenlinghui Martial Kings who rushed towards the Ghost Howling Gorge were killed instantly, and their entire bodies were violently torn apart by a narrow space crack that was several feet long.

A blood mist filled the front. The bodies of the five Martial Kings, together with their thick Martial King armor and protective aura, were split in half by the terrifying combat skills. Their faces were painful and ferocious, and they were dead on the spot.

Five Martial Kings were killed in an instant!

Among them, there are four from the Purple Phoenix Sect and one from the True Spirit Society.

Can't even resist a move!

Whoever attacks will die!

All the Martial Kings around were frozen on the spot, their hands and feet were cold. They looked at Ye Fan who was standing motionless and calm in fear, and felt a chill to the bones.

The strong smell of blood in the air almost made them sick to their stomachs and make them want to vomit.

This move of Yin Zu's Divine Mind Splitting Sky Technique is too terrifying. It splits the sky instantly without any sign of action, and there is no way to resist it.

Even if half the Martial Emperor takes action, it will be nothing more than that.

This was the second time they had seen such terrifying combat skills with their own eyes, but they still could not restrain the fear deep in their hearts.

"Ye~Ye Fan no longer has the power to split the sky with his spiritual thoughts! Don't worry about the Beast King Pavilion, let's all go together and kill him first!"

Gu Huo couldn't care less about settling the score with Shi Yurong. He swallowed hard, his red eyes were bloodshot, and he roared loudly.

But after shouting, he found that no Martial King dared to rush forward.

Ye Fan's Divine Mind Sky Splitting Technique has been used up.

But, who knows if he has other terrible trump cards!

Shi Yurong's mere passionate words made five Martial Kings fall into the trap and become scapegoats.

If Mark did this again, no one would be able to bear it.

The eyes of the Martial Kings of the Purple Phoenix Sect, True Spirit Society and small forces were full of fear, expecting others to rush forward first to test how much strength Ye Fan still had left, and let them do it themselves, but they refused. .

Ye Fan's eyes were slightly cold, but he moved first.

The figure flashed and appeared next to the corpse of King Wu. He slapped it with his palm and smashed the corpse into pieces. As for this dead Martial King, all the qi and blood that collapsed and scattered were immediately condensed into a ball of qi and blood essence, which was sucked into his palm and entered his body.

If the Qi and blood of other Wu Kings enter the body and are incompatible with one's own Qi and blood, it will often cause huge harm. Either use the technique of burning blood and transforming energy immediately, burning it into vitality, or reject it immediately.

Ye Fan did not keep them in his body, but stored them in the blood wings.

call!

"Bloodwing!"

Ye Fan roared softly, and nine pairs of completely symmetrical giant blood wings spread out on his back. Mysterious golden patterns with shining golden light appeared on the blood wings, which seemed to declare the master's fierce fighting intention.

The Blood Wings store the energy and blood of a Martial King, which is equivalent to the powerful strength of an additional Martial King, greatly increasing his flying speed in the air.

"Blood system combat skills!"

Shi Yurong's pupils shrank, his heart was filled with awe, and he didn't even dare to rush forward.

He knows a thing or two about this type of combat skills, and blood-based combat skills are extremely explosive.

Completely using blood as fuel, it burns violently and gains a huge amount of vitality explosively. Although this type of combat skill is much weaker than Yin Zu's combat skill, it is also a rare and deadly combat skill.

"A bunch of trash, Ye Fan can no longer use the Sky Splitting Technique, attack immediately and kill him!"

Gu Huo was angry. Seeing that other King Wu did not dare to attack rashly, he had no choice but to take action himself.

"The Phoenix Clan's combat skill - Flame Bird!"

He screamed loudly and was the first to take action.

A fierce purple flame erupted from the purple phoenix wings behind him, transforming into an illusory flaming phoenix that was more than ten feet tall.

This flame bird flapped its fire wings and flew in mid-air, its whole body burning with fierce purple flames. As it flew, flame flowers overflowed. The extremely high temperature could almost melt fourth-order gold and iron.

The flame bird screamed sharply and flew towards Ye Fan quickly.

It is not a beast, but it is more terrifying than a beast. It is an illusion that is completely condensed by the purple phoenix fireworks.

At the same time, the pair of purple phoenix wings behind Gu Huo were obviously dimmed by half, consuming half of the power stored in the phoenix wings.

With Gu Huo's strength, such a powerful phoenix combat skill could only be unleashed twice.

"Flame Bird! Fire-attributed phantom combat skills, high temperature, and the effect of self-destruction to destroy enemies!"

Ye Fan's eyes flashed coldly, and he instantly grasped the information about the flame bird combat skills of the general Zifeng Wuwang.

The high temperature and speed of the flames of this flame bird are certainly terrifying, but the most terrifying thing is that even if it is about to die, it can self-destruct horribly before dying, burning almost everything within a few hundred feet, and even the body of the Martial King will not be spared.

This is the most insidious and ferocious part of the Flame Bird's combat skills.

Ye Fan didn't take the move, and the huge blood wings behind his back inspired a powerful burst of vitality, and suddenly flew towards the Ghost Howling Gorge.

The qi and blood in the blood wings burned rapidly and turned into powerful vitality. The speed of the explosion was extremely terrifying, almost reaching ten times the flying speed of an ordinary Martial King.

With his strength, it may not be difficult to defeat Gu Huo alone.

However, there are more than twenty Martial Kings behind Gu Huo. Once they are no longer afraid and swarm forward, the ants will bite the elephant to death. Even if he is the Yin Zu Martial King, it will be difficult to escape from the hands of the Martial Kings.

Now that he has delayed for nearly fifty breaths, he only needs to delay for another fifty breaths while fighting and walking, which is enough to cover the huge team of the Beast Emperor Pavilion as they fly across the Ghost Howling Gorge, and at the same time try to protect his own safety.

"Ye Fan escaped!"

"Quick, catch up!"

Shi Yurong and other martial kings finally woke up from their fear. They instinctively felt that Ye Fan had no trump card, and they all chased Ye Fan.

Gu Huo and his Flame Bird rushed to the front.

He spread his purple phoenix wings fiercely, and the vitality in his wings moved rapidly. Under desperate pursuit, he was not much slower than Ye Fan's blood wings.

But there is a significant difference between Gu Huo's purple phoenix wings and Ye Fan's blood wings.

Blood Wings, Ye Fan absorbs other people's energy and blood, burns blood and transforms into elements, and drives the Blood Wings to explode in speed. Once the qi and blood in the blood wings are exhausted, the power of the blood wings can be restored by simply absorbing the qi and blood of others.

The wings of the purple phoenix are actually the vitality that King Purple Phoenix Martial Lord usually stores, which is accumulated in the wings of the phoenix. Once exhausted, it cannot be recovered within a short period of time.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan and Gu Huo had separated from the Martial Kings and flew to Ghost Howling Gorge.

Ye Fan flew quickly towards the direction of Ghost Howling Gorge.

All the Martial King elders and thousands of Martial Lords in the Beast Emperor Pavilion have already dragged heavy carriages, flying in mid-air over the canyon, or have flown to the opposite side of the canyon.

In the canyon of the Ancestral God Ancient Land, tens of thousands of Martial Lords have rushed onto ten vine bridges and are running hard towards the other side. Wu Zun's speed was much slower. He had just run through half the distance of Shili Canyon and had not yet reached the other side.

"Ye Fan, come here quickly! Let's go there together!"

Gu Xinyue still stood at the ferry and shouted loudly, spreading a pair of huge purple phoenix wings behind her back, ready to fight. She did not go with the large troops from the Beast King Pavilion, but looked back at Ye Fan anxiously, preparing to meet him and fly across the Ghost Howling Gorge together.

Ye Fan couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that there were many martial masters on the Vine Bridge.

With his speed, he could reach the ferry in just a few seconds.

But if Gu Huo and other martial kings rush to the ferry, they will cut off the large wooden piles of the ten vine bridges here. I am afraid that the tens of thousands of warriors who have not yet crossed the ten vine bridges will all fall into the Ghost Howling Gorge, and the casualties will be extremely tragic.

He held the purple ice phantom gun in his hand.

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and the three elements of ice, wind, and thunder were injected crazily into the purple ice phantom gun.

The purple ice phantom gun glowed with bursts of three-color luster. The inner part was icy blue light, and the outer part was the wind blade Yin Rao. Thunder light flashed, and arcs of electricity danced and crackled in the blue ice.

"Look at the gun!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the purple ice phantom gun in his hand suddenly shot out towards Gu Huo who was chasing behind him.

"Let's see if your spear is more powerful, or if this young sect's Phoenix Fist is more powerful!"

Gu Huo laughed wildly, punched out, covering pieces of Fenglin's fist with amazing defensive power, and faced Ye Fan's purple ice phantom gun without fear.

His Phoenix Fist is as hard as the top fourth-order Martial King-level mysterious weapon.

Seeing it, the tip of the spear was about to collide with Feng Fist.

Ye Fan sneered, and suddenly twirled the ice gun in his hands. The purple ice phantom gun instantly cracked and turned into seventy-two purple ice crystals, which exploded in all directions.

Gu Huo was shocked. He didn't expect that what Ye Fan was holding was actually a mysterious weapon gun. There was no time to dodge, and the huge purple phoenix wings behind him were too big a target.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Although most parts of Gu Huo's body were covered with solid phoenix scales, the approach failed to cover the entire body. There were still loopholes, and twenty or thirty deep bloody holes were dug out in an instant.

The three types of ice, wind and thunder damage attached to Jingling caused the ice, wind blade, and lightning to twist into the flesh and blood, making Gu Huo even more miserable.

Even if he didn't die from this shot, he would still be seriously injured.

Gu Huo screamed, flapped his purple phoenix wings wildly, and fled back desperately.