As soon as Yang Fan's arm was raised, the town demon tower suddenly flew up, expanded a hundred times in mid-air, flew to the top of Ximenhe's head, and slammed down on Ximenhe.

Yang Fan threw the Yin Netherworld ferry into the air, freed up his two hands, and carried the soul qi wave.

The next moment, Yang Fan's voice sounded in the night sky.

"Ximenhe, you are indeed a tricky opponent, and I am indeed not your opponent. But you're going to die on me!"

"This Floating Town Demon Tower has not been repaired yet, and it can only suppress the demons, not deal with you. But you've become a demon, giving the Demon Suppression Tower a place to use!"

"All of this is your cocoon!"

Yang Fan shouted: "Fusheng Town Demon Tower, give me the town!"

Bang!

The Demon Tower of Fusheng Town fell suddenly, covering Ximen He in it. Wisps of white light were released from the tower and burrowed into Ximenhe's body, binding him like ropes.

At this time, Yang Fan's low-pitched roar sounded again.

"Soul! Qi! Wave!"

He swung out his palms, and the shockwave that almost blinded his eyes flew towards Ximenhe.

Drown him.

The night, the red night, is like day.

The soul qi wave drowned Ximen He, who was trapped under the Demon Suppression Tower, and one after another soul power cut his body like a sharp knife, scraping his muscles and bones, and quickly destroying his life.

This time, he's really finished.

"How is it possible! How is it possible! I should die at the hands of a boy like you! This is impossible! How is this possible!"

Ximenhe's body was taken away by the soul power little by little, and at this time he was only left with the upper half of his body. He roared, and when all that was left was the desperate face, he let out another howl.

"Yan, take my soul, save me!"

Ximenhe's howl rang out, and the Netherworld Ferryboat suspended in mid-air trembled. A fierce light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he suddenly used his divine sword finger to hit Ximen He, knocking him out of the Demon Suppression Tower.

"No one can save you!"

Yang Fan's sudden blow broke Ximen He's plan to let Yan save him, but it also saved him from being killed by the soul qi wave, flew out hundreds of meters, and actually fell to the ground. The demonic body disappeared and returned to the human body.

He was covered in blood, lying on the ground, unable to stand up again.

Although he is not dead, he has lost his combat effectiveness.

In other words, if he is allowed to lie here, no one will take care of him, no one will treat him in time, and he will die slowly.

"Ximenhe, you are defeated. Yang Fan walked towards Ximenhe and stared at him with the eyes of a victor.

Ximenhe's head seemed to be broken, and the blood in his mouth was gushing wildly, and he didn't know whether he didn't want to talk to Yang Fan anymore, or if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Yang Fan glanced at him coldly, his palms facing up, the Yin Yin Ferryboat returned to his left hand, and the Floating Town Demon Tower returned to his right hand.

He held the boat in his left hand and the tota in his right hand, and the night breeze blew the corners of his clothes.

At this moment, he was like a god on high.

Although Zhao Youjing was lifted away by Ximen He, he was not too seriously injured, seeing that Yang Fan was really victorious this time, he hurriedly ran to Yang Fan's side, with excitement and joy in his voice, and said: "Xiaofan, you are so powerful." You actually defeated him!"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "That's also because of you." ”

Zhao Youjing was puzzled: "Why is it because of me?"

"You are my future sister-in-law, and in order to save my sister-in-law, my potential has been stimulated. ”

Zhao Youjing's face turned red, he glanced at Yang Fan, and said, "Even a child like you can say pleasing things!"

Yang Fan glared and said, "I'm not a child. ”

"Yes, yes, you are not a child, you are a big hero who defeated Ximen He!" Zhao Youjing's words were not flattery, but sincere. A person who can defeat Ximenhe, will it be a child?

"Xiao Fan, if your brother's mouth can be half as sweet as yours, I will be satisfied. ”

"Miss, you're not hurt, are you?"

"No, what about you?"

"I'm fine. I really didn't expect that I had defeated a Water Soul Realm soul guest, and I hadn't been injured yet. ”

Hearing this, Ximen He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the expression on his face was blue and purple.

This is humiliation, the humiliation of Chiguoguo.

But what Yang Fan said was indeed the truth. Although Ximen He forced Yang Fan into a desperate situation, Yang Fan survived and won the victory, but he did not suffer any harm.

This battle seems to be thrilling, but in fact, Yang Fan has the absolute upper hand.

Unconsciously, Yang Fan already had the strength to cross the level against his opponent.

He himself is a Fire Soul Realm, and there are two helpers of the Fire Soul Realm, as well as the Floating Life Town Demon Tower and the Yin Netherworld Ferry, if he meets a Water Soul Realm soul guest who doesn't have any powerful killer features, he is really not afraid.

Yang Fan glanced at the Yin Yin Ferryboat in his left palm, and suddenly said sharply: "Yan! You stay in the Black Sea, it's better to be honest with me! I'm in a good mood, so I won't clean you up." If you stumble on me, I will definitely put you in the Demon Suppression Tower, so that you will never recover!"

"Whew-"

There was a wail from the Netherworld Ferryboat, apparently one of the beings inside who responded to Yang Fan's words.

Hearing this voice, Ximen He was completely desperate.

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he burst into a staccato voice: "Yang ...... Fan, you ...... You're the ...... The ...... of this era The arrogance of ...... Project runway. I...... ...... service"

"What's the use of saying this?" Seeing that Ximen He really had no ability to resist, Yang Fan put the Demon Tower of Fusheng Town and the Yin Yin Ferry into the Fusheng Ring, and let Xiaolong and Xiong Bao also enter the space of the Fusheng Ring, was silent for a while, and then said to Ximen He: "If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself." You're also a character, even if I let you go now, you won't be reluctant to survive, how do you want to die?"

Ximen He did not answer.

"Alas......" Yang Fan closed his eyes and thought about it. Seems to be thinking about whether to kill him.

He's not a killer, and he'd rather have a better solution.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

Yang Fan turned around, opened his eyes, and saw that the group of people who came was none other than the Zhao family.

The first person headed by Yang Shu, the second was Zhao Wuji, and then Zhao Tie, Zhao Tong, Zhao Wuxing, and Zhao Youxin......

"Youjing!" As soon as Zhao Tie saw Zhao Youjing, he stood up on the horse's back, stepped on the horse's back, jumped to Zhao Youjing's side, and asked worriedly: "Youjing, are you okay?"

Zhao Youjing smiled and said, "I'm fine." She looked at Ximenhe and said, "Ximenhe is no longer good." ”

Zhao Tie was startled, and then he noticed Yang Fan beside Zhao Youjing, and said, "Xiaofan, it's you......! You defeated Ximenhe?"