"Yes!"

The four silver-armored soldiers received the order and hurriedly chased after them.

"It is worthy of being a person valued by the Lord, and it is really difficult to entangle. ”

Fan Tian calmed down at the moment, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish at all: "But that's all, today I will take your head and sacrifice the sword!"

"Boom!"

Fan Tian held a big sword, a foot long, and turned into Changhong to chase forward.

"It's really haunting. ”

Ye Xuan felt the fluctuation of the Yuan Force behind him, and couldn't help frowning.

However, Fan Tian, who holds the quasi-spirit treasure, is indeed very strong, and if he is caught up, it will inevitably be a bloody battle.

And in this dangerous ancient ruins, it is very unwise to let yourself be injured for no reason.

"Master, go three hundred miles to the west!"

Just as Ye Xuan was thinking about how to get out, the ingots sitting on his shoulders suddenly spoke up.

After getting along for a long time, Ye Xuan and Yuan Bao already had enough tacit understanding, and there was no need to say more, Ye Xuan immediately rushed towards the west.

"Stop him!"

Fan Tian saw that something was wrong, and Yuan Li suddenly exploded, shouting at the four silver-armored soldiers at the same time.

"Kill!"

The four silver-armored soldiers were all experienced in a hundred battles, and at this time, holding blood-stained war spears, they tried their best to catch up with Ye Xuan and besiege them.

"Get out!"

Ye Xuan's eyes were cold, and the golden dragon bone spear was like a stick splitting a mountain, and with a bang, it smashed all four silver armor soldiers into the air.

"It is worthy of being a quasi-spirit treasure, after killing you, this bone spear will be the general's!"

Fan Tian's eyes flashed with fiery color, and the Yuan Force in his body was like a volcano erupting, causing his speed to surge.

"Don't resist, you will die today. ”

Fan Tian drank coldly, his burly body exerted great force, and swung the long sword in his hand to slash at Ye Xuan.

"Dang!"

however

Ye Xuan's spear pierced into the air, and his long sword shattered.

"Nine Dragon Fist!"

Ye Xuan's eyes were like torches, and he stepped forward, and the whole six dragons were lying on their arms, like the hands of the demon god, punching and killing the Quartet.

"Bang!"

A punch hit the big sword in Fan Tian's hand, smashing it directly into pieces, and then the fist momentum continued unabated, and it was fiercely imprinted on Fan Tian's chest.

"Click!"

"Boom!"

The silver armor was dented, and the sound of bones breaking sounded, and Fan Tian immediately flew backwards like a cannonball, breaking a hill.

"I can't help myself. ”

Ye Xuan's eyes were indifferent, Fan Tian fought with him in close quarters, and he was definitely asking for his own death.

"Stinky boy, you're looking for death!!"

Fan Tian rose to the sky, his eyes full of anger and humiliation.

He didn't expect that in addition to the quasi-spirit treasure, Ye Xuan's physical body was also so terrifying.

The power of a punch made him unable to resist!

This is very incredible, after all, although Fan Tian did not hit the Da Luo battle list, his cultivation was not weaker than Yu Beiming, who was in the thirteenth place of the Da Luo battle list.

Now, he actually felt the pressure on Ye Xuan.

"Boom!"

Under the irritation.

Fan Tian used the bronze mirror again, frantically consuming his own Yuan power, shooting out pillars of world-destroying light, bombarding Ye Xuan.

"Good boy, this bronze mirror is really a good thing!" Yuan Bao grinned, his eyes fiery.

"Sooner or later it's ours. ”

Ye Xuan's goal was achieved, and Fan Tian no longer dared to approach, so Ye Xuan no longer faced the battle and continued to rush to the west.

Three hundred miles away, quickly arrived.

And at this time, Ye Xuan also sensed the aura of his target.

"Sure enough, it's here!"

Ye Xuan glanced at the five Fan Tian people who were following behind him, a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, and then the bone spear in his hand came out of his hand.

"Boom!"

The bone spear turned into a golden lightning bolt, tearing through the sky and striking a mountain peak below.

"Boom!"

Like the explosion of world-destroying thunder, in the incomprehensible gaze of Fan Tian and the others, the Qianzhang mountain peak was directly pierced by the bone spear and collapsed.

"What the hell is this kid doing?"

Fan Tian frowned, but he didn't find anything wrong, and waved his hand: "Pretend to be a ghost, take him down for me." ”

"Yes!"

The four silver-armored soldiers stepped forward with spears, ready to surround Ye Xuan.

But at this time.

"Roar!!"

An angry roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the earth for thirty miles collapsed, and the countless surrounding peaks all cracked out in an instant.

A roar of mountains and rivers moves!

"What kind of breath is this?"

Fan Tian's heart was shocked, and he subconsciously looked down.

"I will not accompany you. ”

Ye Xuan was very decisive, and the moment he heard the roar, he didn't hesitate at all, and rushed into the distance silently holding the ingot.

"Roar!!"

At the same time, Fan Tian also saw the monster below.

A giant nearly 100 feet tall and covered in black scale armor stood up from the rubble, standing up to the sky and the earth, exuding a fierce might.

But what really frightened Fan Tian was the giant's eight arms.

"A giant covered in scales and eight arms......"

"Oh no! this is the Eight-Armed Protoss!"

Fan Tian's face turned pale in an instant, and then when he saw Ye Xuan's back fleeing into the distance, he suddenly understood.

"Hurry back!!"

Fan Tian's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly shouted to the four silver-armored soldiers.

But it was too late.

The eight-armed alien stomped under his feet and rose to the sky, and the eight thick and hideous arms quickly grabbed the four silver-armored soldiers.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The indestructible silver armor was as fragile as paper at the moment, and it was directly torn apart by the eight-armed giant.

And the bodies of the four silver-armored soldiers were also dismembered, and all the blood and internal organs flowed out.

The four silver-armored powerhouses in the middle and late stages of the True Martial Seven Transformations had no power to resist at all, and were directly killed, which was extremely miserable.

Swish!

Killing the four silver-armored soldiers, the red eyes of the eight-armed giant, but they suddenly stared at Fan Tian not far away, and his voice exploded like thunder: "What a strong blood food ......"

"Damn it!"

As powerful as Fan Tian, at this time, his hair was raised, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice the bronze mirror, burst out a beam of world-destroying light, and then fled into the distance without looking back.

"Boom!"

The eight-armed giant was hit by the beam, and a large piece of scale armor shattered, and immediately roared to the sky, chasing and killing Fan Tian.

At this time,

Ye Xuan was already far away from Baili, standing in the void, looking at the eight-armed giant in the distance, as well as Fan Tian, who was as small as an ant, and couldn't help but sigh: "It turned out to be the eight-armed god clan, this Fan Tian's luck is really good." ”

"Master, what is this eight-armed Protoss?" asked Yuan Bao with palpitations.

"The eight-armed god clan belongs to one of the alien races, born with eight arms, and covered with scale armor, and the flesh is very strong, and it cannot be defeated by non-spirit treasures. ”

"And this eight-armed god clan who was alarmed by us has already been transformed into a True Martial Nine cultivator, and I am afraid that only the Martial King can suppress it. ”

Ye Xuan's tone was slightly heavy.

After many years, encountering a different race again, Ye Xuan couldn't help but recall the experience of the extraterritorial battlefield in the Great Thousand World.

The war of blood and fire, the human race, the demon race, and the alien race are constantly fighting, that is the real bloody war, which is enough to make people despair and collapse.

"Can the Martial King kill him......? I hope this Fan Tian can live, after all, we still have to grab his bronze mirror. Yuan Bao smacked his lips and said.

(End of chapter)