Xia Fan's Heavenly Tribulation bombarded the demon clan's military camp.

With a loud bang, the aura of the formation shrouded in the sky above the barracks suddenly shook violently, and it immediately shattered.

When the Heavenly Tribulation landed on the ground with Mount Tai crushing, a large area of camp tents was crushed and shattered.

Because the demon barracks are built on the wind and snow plains, it is naturally impossible to be just a tent made of animal skins, otherwise the bone-chilling cold alone is enough to kill all the demon soldiers, but due to the inconvenience of transportation, it is impossible to build houses with wood or stone, so these barracks are built with ice bricks polished from ice and snow, and wood is only used in some important parts.

Although the barracks made of ice bricks were very strong, they were extremely fragile under the powerful bombardment of the Heavenly Tribulation, and they shattered with a tooth-aching creak, and the shattered ice, snow, and wood chips scattered in all directions under the force of the impact.

In an instant, centered on the landing of the Heavenly Tribulation, the snow waves rolled and undulated, and the ice and snow ground carrying the military camp was shattered by the impact.

"Ahh

A group of men who were cooking died on the spot, but the flames on the stove were not extinguished, but ignited the surrounding wood and cloth, and soon billowing smoke came out.

"Hu ......" At this moment, the wind and snow raging in the air suddenly seemed to be gathered by a powerful force, and suddenly turned into a huge ice and snow dragon, and hit Xia Fan directly.

"Bang ......" Xia Fan had long been on guard, and naturally he would not panic when he saw this, and when the fire flashed, the fire dragon clone still went straight forward, spitting flames, and burning towards the ice and snow dragon like a face.

At the same time, the Sky Locking Tribulation Bomb flew up and suddenly smashed into a small hill made of ice and snow fifty miles away, and with a loud bang, a figure had already flown out of it when the ice and snow cracked.

"How do you know I'm here?!" the man shouted, his hands pinched the spell, and the cold wind howled, sweeping countless ice and snow towards Xia Fan.

At this time, the collision between the fire dragon clone and the ice and snow dragon continued, under the scorching flames, the huge ice and snow dragon was melting rapidly, but the snow water was burned into boiling water vapor by the flames before it dripped down, and the ice and snow dragon churned in the white water vapor It looked quite spectacular, but it couldn't hide the fact that it was shrinking sharply.

"Who are you?" Seeing this, the man's face became rather gloomy, and he asked in a low voice after glancing at Xia Fan.

When he first came out before, the first thing he thought of was definitely not to reason with Xia Fan, but to kill him directly. It was only when he realized that the strength of the person opposite was not inferior to his own in the slightest, that he decided to ask about the origin.

"Before you ask me who I am, you should tell me who I am. Xia Fan said, taking a step forward, but he had already spanned dozens of miles and came directly to the front of this person.

Although the cold wind around Xia Fan swirled countless ice and snow like sharp knives, trying to crush it, no matter how fierce these cold winds and ice and snow were, they couldn't reach Xia Fan's body at all, because there were sword lights around him, and every flicker would shatter the flying ice and snow.

"I'm Yu Xiaokun, who are you?" the man stared at Xia Fan, as if he wanted to see through his internal organs.

"Xia Fan. When he casually said his name, Xia Fan pointed to the grave next to him and said, "Who is buried here?"

"Surname Xia?!" Yu Xiaokun was stunned when he heard Xia Fan's name, and then he became furious and shouted: "You should die!"

Before the words fell, the aura on his body skyrocketed, and countless demonic qi suddenly came out, churning and surging like a stormy wave, and at the same time, a huge figure flashed out of it, which was the illusion of a heavenly demon god.

The next moment, Yu Xiaokun's figure flashed, and he had already rushed straight in front of Xia Fan, waving a cold mace and slamming Xia Fan.

This mace is crystal clear, as if it was condensed with ice and snow, and it contains a rich spiritual light, which is obviously not an ordinary blade but more like a magic weapon. This thing is extremely huge, dozens of zhang long, the sound of breaking the sky is dull like thunder, presumably the weight is not light, but Yu Xiaokun wields it with great ease, which shows its strength.

Not only that, but when the mace dances, the light shines on it, and when the wind roars, the cold air gushes out like a tide, which is really uncomfortable.

Even if Xia Fan had the strength of the late stage of the Grandmaster Realm, he could still feel the cold air on the mace as if it was scraping on his face as if it were a sharp blade scraping on his face, which not only hurt, but also made his face a little wooden.

It can be seen that the intensity of the cold contained in it is absolutely extraordinary.

Xia Fan didn't sacrifice the ten-square sword to block it, because it was a bit of a loss to use the ten-square sword to fight the mace hard, so he directly stretched out his hand and waved it.

"Bang ......" A flame flew out from between Xia Fan's palms, and after flying out only a few hundred feet, it had already turned into a huge flame giant hand, and it was forced to press on the mace that smashed over.

If you simply use your flesh and blood to resist the sharp and cold mace, then the injured person must be the strongest, but if you replace it with a giant hand condensed by flames, it is difficult to say what the result will be.

Although Yu Xiaokun's mace was an extraordinarily powerful magic weapon, the flames on Xia Fan's giant hand were also extraordinary, blazing and domineering, so that even the cold air emitted from the mace could not resist the invasion of the flames.

With a bang, the Flame Giant pressed its hand to the mace, and the flames extended out, clinging to the mace and burning fiercely, making it look like a giant torch.

"Your surname is Yu, you must also be the royal family of the Eastern Demon Realm, and your strength doesn't look very good, no wonder you were punished to this cold place to guard the tomb. When Xia Fan sneered, the magic trick flew out from his fingers and landed on the flame giant hand, and the flames that were originally attached to the mace burned like mercury pouring into the formation and prohibition of the mace.

But any magic weapon, no matter what the quality is, must be indispensable to formations, prohibitions, and all kinds of runes or something. If you don't have these, it's not a magic weapon at all, but a weapon.

If you want to destroy a magic weapon, the quickest and most direct way is of course to destroy the formations and prohibitions on it, because this can reduce its power by at least seven or eight percent.

"Don't talk nonsense, you kid, I came here voluntarily, otherwise, as my prince, who can punish me for coming here?!" Yu Xiaokun shouted angrily as if he had been insulted, and suddenly urged the mace to explode directly.

"Snort........." When a light flickered on the mace, a cold air suddenly burst out, and the temperature within a radius of dozens of miles dropped sharply, and some of the demon clans and demon clans that happened to be affected were suddenly frozen into motionless ice blocks by the cold air.

Under the impact of such a cold air, the always domineering flame seemed to be stimulated, and the light shone brightly, but it was not enough to completely suppress the cold air.

"Sigh ......" The sharp roar sounded, but the wolf teeth on the mace spurted out, turning into thousands of cold rays and shooting towards Xia Fan.

The sword light flashed, and the explosion was one after another, and the dense wolf tooth thorns were knocked away by the ten-sided sword in an instant.

It's just that these wolf fang thorns are not only sharp and strong, even if the sharp ten-sided sword slashes on the top, it will only leave a sword mark, but it is not enough to destroy it.

"You dare to damage my magic weapon, damn it. With a roar, Yu Xiaokun stepped out towards Xia Fan, and in an instant, he came closer, and slammed down with a fist.

Yu Xiaokun's move does not seem to have many changes and aftermoves, but it is also because of its simplicity and power, when he throws a punch, not only his arm suddenly seems to be swollen with a punch, as if even the sound of blood surging in his body can be heard, and at the same time, the demonic energy on his body skyrocketed, like the water vapor spewing out of a kettle of boiling water, suddenly spewing out, making a roaring roar.

What's even more terrifying is that the illusion of the Heavenly Demon God that was originally looming in the demonic qi was suddenly revealed, and he grabbed the mace that didn't have many wolf fangs, picked it up high, and smashed it down towards Xia Fan.

Although this Heavenly Demon God is just an illusion, the power it bursts out at this time is not inferior to Yu Xiaokun, especially the kind of domineering and fierce when a stick falls, giving people an unstoppable ferocity.

Xia Fan's face was calm, and he didn't dodge or dodge in the face of Yu Xiaokun, who was rushing to kill, but met him without fear, and he had already thrown a punch before he got close. It seems that he wants to fight with Yu Xiaokun with fist to fist, and to fight hard.

"Boom ......" fists facing each other, and after a moment of condensation, a loud sound like the sky and the earth cracking, and the violent impact burst out from the intersection of the fists, sweeping hundreds of miles around in an instant.

The ice and snow piled up on the ground seemed to be shoveled away by a huge shovel in an instant, which made all the white ice and snow within a radius of hundreds of miles be flooded, and tens of thousands of demon and demon clans who were fighting were also killed.

The ice and snow that flew out with the impact seemed to be light and fluttering, but the lethality was really not small, even if they all had armor on their bodies, so they would not be killed on the spot, but they still became a rolling gourd under the impact of the strong concussive force, and they flew out more than ten miles before stabilizing their figures.

Although their armor was already covered with tiny scars, and some people couldn't help but spurt out mouthfuls of blood, no one cared about this, and immediately rushed to the close enemy, and continued to catch and kill.

Under such a violent impact, Xia Fan also failed to stand firmly in place, but was shocked and slid backwards seventy or eighty miles away, and his feet ploughed two ravines on the ground that were one hundred and ten zhang deep.

"Bang ......" At this moment, the illusion of the Heavenly Demon God in the demonic qi above Yu Xiaokun's head also smashed down with a mace, hitting the top of Xia Fan's head. But at this moment, a dark red light flew out from Xia Fan's body, directly turning into a huge giant banner that blocked the bombardment of the mace.

In the sound of the explosion, the giant flag was not damaged at all, at most, there were flashes of light on it, but the mace was shocked and flew up.

Before the Heavenly Demon God Illusion grabbed the mace and attacked again, a giant hand had already stretched out from the Heavenly Demon Flag, followed by an even greater Heavenly Demon God Illusion jumping out from the long banner swaying in the wind, and the giant hand reached out and grabbed the Heavenly Demon God Illusion holding the mace, and then dragged towards the Heavenly Demon Banner without saying anything.

(End of chapter)