Most of the earth-attribute spells pay great attention to internal strength, and the attacks are heavy, just like that day, Li Yichen was injured and vomited blood by Sun Hua's seemingly easy blow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Agamemnon disappeared in an instant, except for Duan Qiao and a few other peak masters of the feather period and the late Mahayana period who could see the traces, when the rest of the people reacted, they saw that Yang Fan's right hand had already blocked his face in the air and resisted Agamemnon's blow on the head.

Everyone here felt a powerful internal force fluctuation from the two people who clashed with each other.

"This is the clash between the late and mid-feathering stages? What seems like an ordinary blow can be so powerful. Tang Xian and the others felt extremely shocked in their hearts.

Agamemnon's face was very ugly, and he read in his heart: "This kid is right, with the strength of my doppelganger, I am not an opponent at all, it seems that the hand I left before is right, as long as Duan Qiao and the others do what I say, my demon realm can one day occupy the human realm, and then let the god realm suffer from the enemy." ”

"I said, you're no match for me." Yang Fan said word by word, the two fingers of his left hand were erected in front of his chest, and he spit out "Hmph!" Agamemnon was repulsed a few feet.

The crow on Duan Qiao's left shoulder lowered his head again and closed one by one in Duan Qiao's ear, Duan Qiao nodded, stretched out left and right to make a retreat movement, Fang Keyuan and a few people began to quietly retreat, but most of the Demon Sect members did not feel any strange about this, they still stayed in the air, watching the battle between Yang Fan and Agamemnon intently, without any movement.

"Humph! You're strong, yes, but you've just spat out a seemingly simple hum! Ha! The two words are the most spiritually power-consuming spell in Pangu Qiankun Gong, and now, your internal strength has consumed at least four cities, and in the end, even if my doppelganger is destroyed, but you will be seriously injured, why don't you wait for a truce today?. ”

"Humph! My wordless uncle is deeply favored by the Protoss, and when he destroys demons and defends the Dao, how can he let you live because of one of your nonsense? The young woman said proudly with the corners of her mouth raised.

Agamemnon didn't pay attention to this descendant of Nuwa in the early stage of feathering, but looked straight at the powerful Yang Fan in front of him.

Yang Fan didn't speak, but directly folded his hands, and instantly appeared behind Agamemnon, and a chapter was directly hit on Agamemnon's back, and Agamemnon was immediately hit from the air to the ground.

A large tree that was hugged by three people was immediately broken in two by the impact of Agamemnon. Not only that, but a large pit was washed out of the ground, but Agamemnon was not visible at all due to the surrounding trees.

Agamemnon's instantaneous attack and Yang Fan's instantaneous attack seem to be the same, but they are completely different attacks, Agamemnon relies on speed, while Yang Fan's is the spell of the wind attribute exercise "Pangu Qiankun Gong" that consumes internal force, so Agamemnon's attack is heavy, while Yang Fan's attack is sharp, one is directly crushed from the outside, and the other is the key attack that causes internal injuries.

There was silence for a moment, just when everyone was doubting whether Agamemnon was dead, Yang Fan's face had a solemn expression, and a pillar of sand hit Yang Fan directly from where Agamemnon was, Yang Fan did not dodge, but directly stretched out his right hand to block his chest, but was unexpectedly pushed far away by the sand pillar.

The sand pillar finally stopped after withdrawing Yang Fan for more than ten zhang, and Yang Fan struck the sand pillar with a palm left and right, and everyone here felt a burst of spiritual power fluctuations from Yang Fan's palm.

A moment later, cracks formed in the sand pillar, which finally cracked completely, breaking into several parts and falling to the ground.

Yang Fan began to gasp, and a burst of laughter came from the stretching out of the sand pillar: "Hahahaha!" People are human beings after all, and they are not opponents of demons after all, it is not easy for you to practice, why don't we both stop today? ”

The decent people were very shocked in their hearts, this Agamemnon was not as strong as Yang Fan, and he had spent so much spiritual power before, and he was able to force Yang Fan, who was at the peak of the late stage of feathering, to feel difficult, how terrible is the strength of the demon race!

Everyone here looked at Yang Fan, expecting his answer, whether it was war or peace, it all depended on his words, because the current situation was no longer a problem that the decent more than a thousand people here could solve.

"My Yang family has guarded Nuwa's descendants for generations, Nuwa Niangniang does not hesitate to sacrifice her cultivation to protect the existence of my human race in the world, my clan is deeply favored by the gods, and I should do my best to protect the peace of the world, I will not let the demon clan such as you go away in the world, and bring disaster to the world, even if my cultivation is completely dispersed today, I will beat you back to the demon world!" After Yang Fan finished speaking, he disappeared instantly, and everyone was surprised, but they heard an explosion on the ground where Agamemnon was.

A moment later, Yang Fan was knocked out, and the descendants of Nuwa, who had a snake head, hurriedly stepped forward to catch him.

I saw that the corners of Yang Fan's mouth had revealed a trace of blood, and he looked viciously at the place where Agamemnon was on the ground.

A wheezing voice came from the place where Agamemnon was, "You want to beat me back to the Demon Realm regardless of your own cultivation" and paused for a moment, "Okay, then I will fulfill you, the Demon Clan's Holy Merit, and the Sand Explosion will destroy the world!" ”

The people of the Demon Sect did not move at all when they heard Agamemnon's words, but the position of the hundreds of disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect in the Demon Sect formed what seemed to be some kind of ancient magic circle in the legend.

A huge ball of sand enveloped Agamemnon, and the Wordless Venerable hurriedly said to the Nuwa descendant who was holding him, "Hurry up, he is going to consume all of his body's cultivation and raze the surroundings to the ground." ”

The woman hurriedly helped Yang Fan to flee quickly.

When the decent people saw that things were not good, they all tried their best to flee from this place.

The woman wanted to use the art of crossing to escape from this place, but when she saw that so many decent people couldn't escape, she was sad and ruthless, and a water balloon with a diameter of about ten zhang appeared on the right side of all the decent people, and then turned into a light gate, and the woman shouted, "Everyone escape through the light gate!" ”

The woman's forehead had begun to sweat, and she could see that it was not easy to cast a space spell.

The decent people knew the identity of the woman, and they didn't doubt it, and they all poured in, but after all, there were thousands of people, although the length of the light gate was ten zhang and the width was five zhang, and only half of the work was left for a while.

The woman gradually became weak, and Yang Fan injected the little internal force left in his body into her body when she saw this, and the woman felt relieved.

Dugu Jian was about to leave with Li Yichen, but when he saw the woman's weak expression, he asked Li Yichen to leave first, and he flew towards the woman.

The space spell seemed to be extremely spiritually draining, and the woman was about to be unable to support it and fainted, but the injection of a domineering and strong true qi made the woman sober up a lot, and when she turned her head, she saw a middle-aged man injecting spiritual energy into herself, followed by a young man who was about the same as an ordinary twenty or thirty years old.

The middle-aged man smiled, and the woman responded with a smile, and then concentrated on controlling the passage through the circle.

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