The night sky of Tiandu City is very beautiful, the mist above the head is like smoke, and the meteorites are blooming with starlight, like 10,000 candles swaying, brilliant and bright.

However, no one appreciated such a beautiful night, because the entire Tiandu City was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

"Xia Fan, on the day of the selection of Shenzang Mountain, the Demon Tree went crazy, and the situation was in chaos, so you picked it up. Today, I will step on your throne and be ashamed of the snow day. ”

Before Zhao Zhenqing could catch up, the voice had already come.

In the palm of his hand, at some point, a colorful feather appeared. The feather was five feet long and was taken from a species of exotic bird called the Fireswallower. It is said that the fire-swallowing bird is a close relative of the phoenix, containing the blood of the fire phoenix, and the feathers on its body contain golden flames, which are extremely blazing and can burn a city.

With a "whew", after Zhao Zhenqing approached Xia Fan, he suddenly waved his feathers, and a golden flame immediately burst out from the colorful feathers, and it was in the air, condensed into a flame knife, and quickly slashed towards Xia Fan.

Don't look at Zhao Zhenqing's weapon is just a feather, but seriously speaking, this thing is even more terrifying than an ordinary true spirit weapon. It was with this fire-swallowing bird feather that he retreated from Shenzang Mountain.

Xia Fan felt a scorching air flow behind him, his face changed slightly, and he immediately flipped his big hand and slapped it casually.

A golden lion burst out of its palm, looking up to the sky and roaring, as if to swallow the flames.

It was he at the bottom of Taihang Mountain that he learned the Golden Lion Divine Fist.

Zhao Zhenqing's expression showed a trace of disdain, in his opinion, the golden flame could even be incinerated by genetic energy, how could it be resisted with just one palm.

Unexpectedly, his idea had just come out, but he saw that the Jin Qi actually bit the flame knife, and with a crisp "click", the flame knife suddenly exploded, turning into a flood of fire, and fell into Jin Yi's body with a "poof". However, instead of incinerating the golden lion, it was more like integrating it into its body, making this "creature" completely condensed by the metallic genetic energy even more radiant.

How did he know that Xia Fan had once fused the Sun Essence Fire, and the Sun Essence Fire was something even more terrifying than the Golden Yi Flame, which could devour and fuse almost all the flames.

In the moment when Zhao Zhenqing was stunned, Xia Fan immediately stretched out his hand and pointed at him, and shouted: "Go!" Jin Qi jumped out wildly, raised his left paw, and slashed suddenly, "tearing", the void shattered, forming a huge crack, and spread towards Zhao Zhenqing.

"Bang-"

That Zhao Zhenqing was slapped away by Jin Yi's claw, the clothes on his body were shattered, and three claw marks were scratched on his chest, each of which was deep and visible, and the blood soon soaked through the placket.

"Ahh

Xia Fan shook Zhao Zhenqing back with a punch, but he did not continue to chase and kill, but turned around and continued to gallop.

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that the situation doesn't allow him to fight.

But just like that, Commander Yan had already jumped over Jin Li, and the horizontal sword stopped in front of him.

Commander Yan's name is Yan Lei, his strength has reached the beginning of the second-level Star Realm, and he has served as the commander of ten people for more than 30 years, and his strength is far from being comparable to Zhao Zhenqing.

As soon as he appeared, he blocked Xia Fan's way forward.

"Get out of here!" Xia Fan didn't hesitate to slash out a sword, trying to knock him back.

"I can't help myself. Yan Lei's expression was not chaotic at all, the green long sword in his hand was as thin as a willow leaf, and with a "swish", nine sword rays burst out in an instant, every three were in a group, and they rushed towards Xia Fan in the shape of a zigzag.

He shot extremely fast, and the nine sword rays were almost in one go.

Xia Fan picked left and right, using skill, and with great difficulty, he blocked the fierce attack of the nine swords, but his speed was sluggish.

Yan Lei's expression was calm, the sword flew in the air like willow leaves, and in an instant, the willow leaves were all over the sky, and they shot towards Xia Fan from all directions.

Xia Fan's heart sank slightly, and he was continuously blocked by these swords, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and he actually felt that it was difficult to move an inch.

"Puff puff—"

Those willow-like swords were knocked away by Xia Fan, scurrying around, and many of them fell to the rooftops below, and immediately exploded, causing pieces of houses to be blown up.

It can be seen that every piece of sword light is condensed with very terrifying energy.

"Who the ......"

Many people rushed out of the bombed-out houses, disheveled, angry, and about to scold, but when they saw a group of Xuanjia guards in the sky, they forcibly held back the swear words that came to their lips.

In this big battle, the movement was extremely loud, and almost half of the people in the capital were alarmed. But the vast majority of people, after seeing Xuanjiawei, were silent, and did not dare to express their dissatisfaction.

"Nima, why did Xuanjiawei beat himself?" Many people saw that the two people who were fighting fiercely were all wearing the clothes of the Xuanjiawei commander, and doubts rose in their hearts, and their hearts were even more faintly happy.

In their opinion, Xuanjiawei usually acts as a prestige on their heads, but now that their own people are infighting, it is best to kill a few, anyway, it is not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Xia Fan was blocked by Yan Lei, and it was difficult to advance an inch, and he was soon surrounded by a group of Xuanjia guards.

"You'd better tie it down. Yan Lei's voice was indifferent.

In his opinion, Xia Fan was just fighting the trapped beasts, and he couldn't make any big waves. With the strength of the second-level Star Realm, if he couldn't suppress a mere first-level mid-level, then he couldn't say anything.

Xia Fan was silent, but a flash of madness suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Huh?" Seeing Xia Fan's eyes, Yan Lei couldn't help but feel bad, and immediately felt a pang in his heart.

Xia Fan suddenly gave up his defense, and suddenly accelerated, instantly narrowing the distance between him and Yan Lei.

"Puff-"

Just at this moment, dozens of willow leaf sword rays shot into Xia Fan's body. He just snorted, completely ignoring the injuries in his body, and at the moment when he was close to Yan Lei, he suddenly opened his mouth. With a "click", a black light suddenly burst out from his mouth, and suddenly fell on the top of Yan Lei's head.

That Yan Lei was caught off guard, and he didn't have time to make a defense, so he was passed by the black light.

"Uh-"

Yan Lei's eyes suddenly widened, revealing extreme horror, because on his head, a hole the size of a thumb actually appeared, and a wisp of blood flowed from the hole to his cheek.

He struggled violently, and his body fell uncontrollably, and finally smashed into the rubble.

The Xuanjia guards around all shivered, and their expressions were shocked. It wasn't until this moment that they saw clearly that the one who killed Yan Lei was actually a black cone with flashing runes.

This black cone was used that day in Shenzang Mountain, when Cai Tianhe attacked Xia Fan. After killing Cai Tianhe, he put it away, and used it to sneak attack Yan Lei today, and it actually received miraculous results.

Yan Lei is dead?

Many Xuanjia guards to Xia Fan couldn't believe that the dignified veteran ten people would actually die at the hands of a newcomer.

"Look for death!"

Ling Gong let out a loud shout and suddenly made a move.

There was endless anger in his heart, and what he thought was a sure thing suddenly took a turn and caused him to lose a capable subordinate. Even if he was confident of his identity, he finally couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, and the powerful magnetic field suddenly burst out, falling towards Xia Fan like a violent storm.

Xia Fan's face changed greatly, and the pressure on his body increased suddenly, as if the space around him was blocked by this palm, forming a terrifying cage that wanted to trap him to death.

Under the strong crisis, Xia Fan didn't have time to recall the black cone, but directly ran the magnetic source breathing method frantically, and the amethyst ice jade sword in his palm became purple and bright all over his body under this violent energy input, and the purple cold qi spread out, quickly freezing the space. But...... Useless.

The big hand of Ling Gun destroyed all the way, destroying his frozen space, and soon descended on him.

"Click-"

It was the sound of ice shattering.

Xia Fan felt that the void he was in seemed to have cracks.

"Although this Ling Kung is far inferior to Mo Lun, this is not the earth, and I can't borrow the power of the Ten Directions Annihilation Array......" Xia Fan felt a sense of powerlessness.

The gap between the two sides is too big, and even if he tries his best, it will be difficult to close this terrible gap.

And at this moment, from his body, a burst of blue light suddenly shot out, blocking in front of him. With a "bang", he actually took Ling Gong's palm.

At this time, Xia Fan saw clearly that it was actually the bronze mirror that had always been by his side.

"Blood Ancestor Senior......"

He instantly understood that it was the Blood Ancestor who urged the bronze mirror at this critical moment to block this fatal blow for himself.

"Boy, don't say anything, run as far as you can. ”

Inside the bronze mirror, there was a fluctuation of the weak magnetic field of the Blood Ancestor.

Xia Fan stretched out his hand to grab the bronze mirror and took a look, only to see that a crack appeared on it. It can be seen that although this bronze mirror is a great treasure, its energy has long been exhausted, and now it has exceeded its limit by forcibly urging it to resist Ling Quan, so it leaves a crack.

A trace of emotion rose in Xia Fan's heart, the bronze mirror was damaged, and the blood ancestor attached to it must not be uncomfortable. For his own sake, he was willing to risk his soul scattering, and at this moment, all his precautions and distrust of the Blood Ancestor disappeared.