"Boom!"

Two muffled explosions rang out.

Yun Fan's eyes stared in that direction for a moment, and the puppet king's huge body blocked his vision, and for a while, he couldn't see the final result.

"The juniors are getting more and more presumptuous!" the deep voice from before sounded again, and there was an incomparably chill in the words.

Immediately after, the puppet king's huge body and dragon cry actually began to tremble slowly.

At this time, Yun Fan saw that one of the two thin arms grabbed the puppet king's fist, and the other withstood the tip of the spear of the dragon cry, and actually blocked their attacks respectively!

"Bang!"

Under Yun Fan's somewhat frightened gaze, the thin arm suddenly exerted force, and without seeing him make any movements, the puppet king's body began to crumble, and after a while, it directly turned into pieces and scattered down from the air.

"Buzz!"

The thin arm flicked its fingers and the dragon cried, and the latter let out a crisp buzzing sound and shot back!

"Hmph!" Yun Fan grabbed the dragon cry that flew back, couldn't help but snort, and retreated dozens of meters before resisting the huge force on it, and a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

After the two thin arms blocked the attack, they didn't hesitate anymore, and with a sudden force of both hands, the whole body was squeezed out of the ring!

Yun Fan raised his eyes and saw that what appeared in front of Najie was a withered figure, dressed in a simple gray robe, with sparse hair, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he had just crawled out of the grave, exuding a dead silence all over his body.

The figure ignored everyone's shocked gaze, and flew to the side of Huangfu Chengwen, at this time he was sweating profusely, and his face was getting paler and paler, looking at the latter's appearance, he groaned for a while, and then gently pressed his thin palm on his forehead.

Streams of dark spiritual power drilled into Huangfu Chengwen's mind, looking for the soul thorn cone left by Yun Fan.

As soon as the figure's heart moved, the pitch-black spiritual power turned into a big hand, and quickly grabbed the soul cone that was fleeing and destroying the Emperor's Chengwen Knowledge.

The Soul Cone seemed to feel threatened, and fled even more frantically!

Where to run! The figure snorted coldly, and his big hand rushed forward abruptly, and he grabbed the Soul Thorn Cone in his hand, and with a slight force, the latter turned into a little bit of soul power shattering.

After shattering the Soul Thorn Cone, Huangfu Chengwen's frowning brows were relaxed, but he was still in a coma.

"How's his injury?" the figure asked as he turned to Huangfu Chengwen.

"The soul is traumatized, the meridians are seriously damaged, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wake up in a moment. The grim voice from before spoke slowly.

"Good life takes care of him. The somewhat rickety figure muttered for a while before waving his hand.

A strange black light flickered in the unconscious Huangfu Chengwen's body, and his body slowly floated up, drifting towards the direction of those demonic shadows.

"Who are you?" Seeing Huangfu Chengwen flying away, Yun Fan didn't strike again, he was confident in his attack, Huangfu Chengwen couldn't wake up in a short time, and with this mysterious person in front of him, I'm afraid he won't have any chance.

"Who am I?" The rickety figure slowly turned around, revealing a ravine-ravasped face, which at first glance looked like a zombie, quite terrifying!

"It's been a long time since anyone has asked a question like this. The thin figure looked in Yun Fan's direction lightly, and a pair of cloudy eyes suddenly flashed a fine light, "It seems that my Emperor Fu Yingba has been forgotten by others." ”

This guy is really also from the Huangfu family! Yun Fan said secretly in his heart.

"Huangfu Yingba, are you Huangfu Yingba?!" Hearing this, the martial tomb couldn't help but tremble, and then looked in his direction with a somewhat shocked expression, and shouted in a lost voice: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Seeing the appearance of the martial tomb, Yun Fan had a little bad premonition in his heart, "Brother Wu, who is this Huangfu Yingba?!"

"Huangfu Yingba is the current head of the Huangfu family, the younger brother of Huangfu Hero, and the second grandfather of Huangfu Chengwen!" Wu Tomb's expression was incredulous, "However, according to reliable sources, as early as more than twenty years ago, Huangfu Yingba had already died, how could he appear here?!"

"That's right, Huangfu Yingba did die more than twenty years ago, my grandfather saw it with his own eyes, there will definitely be no fake!" Ling Zetian's face was also as if he had seen a ghost, and he was almost hit by Yun Xiang'er's palm.

"Your grandfather?hmm, he does look a little like Ling Tianming's old thing. Huangfu Yingba glanced in the direction of Ling Zetian.

"That's right, I was indeed dead back then, besieged to death by several fierce beasts in front of your grandfather. Huangfu Yingba's voice was flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him and was commonplace.

"My grandfather said that it was you who was insatiable and wanted to snatch the cub of the Luye Golden-eyed Beast, and as a result, you completely angered the Luye Golden-eyed Beast and came after several fierce beasts to kill it, and you are to blame for everything!" Ling Zetian said coldly while fighting with Yun Xiang'er.

"You're as annoying as your grandfather. Huangfu Yingba raised his head, his eyes flashed with indifference, and his finger lightly pointed in his direction, "I don't want to see your face, let's disappear." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black light shot out from his fingertips!

Ling Zetian only felt the cold hairs on his body stand up in an instant, and as soon as his heart moved, a purple-gold light appeared on his back.

"Buzz!"

There was a dull thud, and the black light slammed down on the purple-gold light.

The purple-gold light dimmed in an instant, Ling Zetian's expression changed, and he grabbed the purple-gold light and swept towards the distance at a rapid speed.

"Oh, is it a terrach-level spiritual treasure? Seeing that his attack didn't work, Huangfu Yingba raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help muttering, "Forget it, just let you live a little longer, anyway, sooner or later you will die." ”

"You're the one who injured the written word. Huangfu Yingba retracted his gaze, looked at Yun Fan not far away, and said lightly.

Being stared at by Huangfu Yingba, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, Yun Fan's heart couldn't help jumping.

Yun Fan didn't speak, just stared at Huangfu Yingba's movements tightly.

"It's really a good seedling, no wonder it can hurt Chengwen like this. Huangfu Yingba looked at Yun Fan and couldn't help but nod.

Yun Fan was not happy because of Huangfu Yingba's praise, because he felt the murderous aura in the air, and his body tensed.

"However, do you know that the stronger you are, the more you can inspire the killing intent in my heart. Some eerie words gradually sounded from Huangfu Yingba.