Gu Huo could also see that Ye Fan was deliberately confronting and delaying time, and his expression couldn't help but sink.

The Ghost Howl Gorge only has about two hundred breaths of time to enter and exit, which is very short, and there is no time to confront Ye Fan at all, so it is wasted here.

Once the tens of thousands of people of the Beast Emperor Pavilion passed through the Ghost Howling Gorge and were met by a brigade of hundreds of Imperial Martial King Praetorian Guards at the ferry port of Gujie Village, then their raid would be a complete failure.

Moreover, he may be trapped in the Ancestral God Ancient Land for another year, unable to return to the Purple Phoenix Sect.

In any case, he had to kill the culprit Ye Fan, or destroy most of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, in order to save his face as a young sect a little.

Otherwise, if he was so aggrieved in the ancestral god ancient land, he was cut off an arm but did not take revenge, even if he returned to the Purple Phoenix Sect, he would be ridiculed and ridiculed by the sect.

"I led the four elders of the True Spirit Society to besiege Ye Fan. Gu Shaozong, you take the people of the Purple Phoenix Sect and all the remaining Martial Kings to attack the Beast Emperor Pavilion with all their might, you must cripple the Beast Emperor Pavilion, go quickly!"

Shi Yurong's eyes were full of light, and he shouted categorically.

Gu Huo and the other Purple Phoenix Sect and the martial kings of the small forces couldn't help but be greatly moved when they saw that Shi Yurong was actually going to sacrifice himself to stop Ye Fan.

Shi Yurong has always been cunning and cunning, and he was resourceful, but he didn't expect to be so brave at this moment, daring to leave him and the four Great Elders of the True Spirit Society to deal with Ye Fan alone.

"Okay, all the other Martial Kings, come with me!"

Time is of the essence and there is no room for much thought.

Gu Huo immediately made a decision, and immediately took the four martial kings of the Purple Phoenix Sect, as well as the martial kings of the True Spirit Society and other small forces, to quickly bypass Ye Fan's block, and flew towards the Ghost Howling Gorge ferry, which was more than ten miles away.

But at the moment when he rushed out, Gu Huo suddenly flashed a wrong thought and woke up.

Not good!

Fell for Shi Yurong's plan!

Ye Fan blocked here, the real purpose was to cover the Beast Emperor Pavilion to rush across the Ghost Howl Gorge, not to fight with them, the Martial Kings.

The risk of fighting Ye Fan is even lower, and it may not force him to use the Yin Ancestor Divine Mind Splitting Void Technique.

But to attack the Beast Emperor Pavilion is a huge risk, and it will definitely force Ye Fan to make a move.

The faster you rush, the faster you die!

As soon as Gu Huo thought of this, he trembled with horror, and the wings of the purple phoenix behind him slapped suddenly, and instantly flew back to a distance of hundreds of zhang in an instant.

"Look for death!"

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth sneered slightly, and the Divine Mind Splitting Void Technique poured out.

"Poof!", "Poof!". ！

Sure enough, the five Purple Phoenix Sect Martial Kings and True Spirit Sect Martial Kings who rushed in the direction of the Ghost Howling Gorge were killed instantly, and their entire bodies were rudely torn apart by a spatial crack several feet long.

There was a blood mist in front of them, and the bodies of the five Martial Kings, together with the thick armor and talisman qi on their bodies, were split in half by the terrifying combat skills, and their faces were painful and hideous, and their corpses were on the spot.

Five Martial Kings, Instant Death!

Among them, there are four people from the Purple Phoenix Sect and one person from the True Spirit Society.

You can't even resist a single move!

Whoever rushes dies!

All the martial kings around them froze in place, their hands and feet were cold for a while, and they looked at Ye Fan, who was standing motionless and calm, and felt a chill to the bone.

The strong smell of blood in the air made them almost cramp and vomit.

This move Yin Zu Divine Mind Splitting Void Technique was too terrifying, it split the sky in an instant, there was no sign of making a move, and there was no way to resist it.

Even if the half-martial emperor made a move, it would be nothing more than that.

This was the second time they had seen such a terrifying combat skill with their own eyes, but they still couldn't restrain the fear deep in their hearts.

"Ye ~ Ye Fan no longer has the Divine Mind Splitting Void Technique!Don't worry about the Beast Emperor Pavilion, let's go up together, kill him!"

Gu Huo didn't care about settling accounts with Shi Yurong, he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his red eyes were bloodshot, and he roared.

But after roaring, he found that none of the martial kings dared to rush forward.

Ye Fan's Divine Mind Splitting Technique was used up.

But who knows if he has any other terrible killer features!

Shi Yurong's blood-boiling words made the five martial kings impulsively fooled and became substitutes for the dead.

If Ye Fan came like this again, no one would be able to stand it.

The Purple Phoenix Sect, the True Spirit Society, and the Martial Kings of the small forces were full of fear in their eyes, expecting others to rush forward first, try how much strength Ye Fan still has left, and let them go on their own, but they refused.

Ye Fan's eyes were slightly cold, but he took the first step.

The figure flickered, appeared next to the corpse of a martial king, and slapped it down with one palm, shattering the corpse. And this dead martial king, all the qi and blood that were shattered and scattered were suddenly condensed into a mass of qi and blood essence, which was sucked into his palm and entered his body.

If the qi and blood of other martial kings enter the body, if they are incompatible with their own qi and blood, it will often bring great harm. Either immediately burn the blood and turn the Yuan Technique, burn it into Yuan Qi, or immediately repel it.

Ye Fan did not keep them in his body, but stored them in the blood wings.

Call!

"Bloodwings!"

Ye Fan roared lightly, and on his back, nine pairs of completely symmetrical giant blood wings unfurled. Mysterious golden patterns appeared on the blood wings, as if declaring the master's fierce war intent.

The blood wings stored the qi and blood of a Martial King, which is equivalent to the powerful power of an additional Martial King, greatly increasing his flight speed in the air.

"Bloodline Skill!"

Shi Yurong's pupils shrank, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to rush forward.

He knows a thing or two about this kind of combat technique, and the bloodline combat skill is an extremely explosive combat skill.

Completely fueled by blood, it burns violently and obtains a huge amount of vitality in an explosive manner. Although this kind of combat skill is much weaker than Yin Zu's combat skill, it is also a rare combat skill that is fatal.

"A bunch of waste, Ye Fan can no longer perform the Sky Splitting Technique, attack immediately and kill him!"

Gu Huo was annoyed, and seeing that the other martial kings did not dare to attack rashly, he could only take action in person.

"Feng Clan's Battle Skill - Flame Bird!"

He let out a scream and was the first to strike.

A raging purple flame erupted from the wings of the purple phoenix behind him, transforming into an illusory flame phoenix of more than ten zhang.

The flame bird flapped its fire wings in mid-air and flew around, burning with raging purple flames. As it flew, the flowers of flame overflowed, and the extreme heat was so high that it could almost melt the fourth-order gold and iron.

The flame bird let out a sharp cry and flew towards Ye Fan quickly.

It is not a beast, but it is more terrifying than a beast, it is a phantom thing completely condensed by the flames of the purple phoenix.

At the same time, the pair of purple phoenix wings behind Gu Huo were obviously half dimmed, consuming half of the power stored in the phoenix wings.

With Gu Huo's strength, such a powerful phoenix battle skill can only be released twice.

"Flame Bird! Fire-attribute phantom combat skills, high temperatures, and the effect of self-detonation to destroy the enemy!"

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, and he instantly mastered the information of the Purple Phoenix Martial King's flame bird battle technique.

The flame high temperature and speed of this flame bird are terrifying, but the most terrifying thing is that even if it is going to die, it can have a terrifying self-explosion before it dies, and it is almost burned within a radius of hundreds of zhang, and the body of the Martial King is not spared.

This is where the Flame Bird's combat skills are the most insidious and ferocious.

Ye Fan didn't answer, the huge blood wings behind him stimulated a strong vitality explosion, and suddenly flew towards the Ghost Howling Gorge.

The qi and blood in the blood wings burned sharply, turning into powerful vitality, and the speed of the explosion was extremely terrifying, almost reaching ten times the flight speed of ordinary martial kings.

With his strength, it may not be difficult to defeat Gu Huo alone.

However, there are still more than twenty Martial Kings behind Gu Huo, once they are no longer afraid, they swarm up, and the ants bite the elephant to death, even if they are Yin Zu Martial Kings, it will be difficult to get out of the hands of the Martial Kings.

Now that he had delayed for nearly fifty breaths, he only needed to drag another fifty breaths while fighting, which was enough to cover the huge team of the Beast Emperor Pavilion flying across the Ghost Howl Gorge, while trying to protect his own safety.

"Ye Fan escaped!"

"Quick, catch up!"

Shi Yurong and the other martial kings finally woke up from their fear, and instinctively felt that Ye Fan had no killer skills, and chased after Ye Fan.

Gu Huo and his flame bird rushed to the front.

He spread his purple phoenix wings violently, and the vitality in his wings was rapidly urging, and under the desperate pursuit, it was not much slower than Ye Fan's blood wings.

But there is a significant difference between Gu Huo's purple phoenix wings and Ye Fan's blood wings.

Blood wings, Ye Fan absorbed other people's qi and blood, burning blood and turning into yuan, urging the blood wings to explode in speed. Once the qi and blood in the blood wing are exhausted, you can restore the strength of the blood wing by simply absorbing the qi and blood of others.

The Purple Phoenix Wings are the vitality that the Purple Phoenix Martial King usually stores, and it accumulates in the Phoenix Wings. Once depleted, it cannot be recovered in a short period of time.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan and Gu Huo had already broken away from the Martial Kings and flew to the Ghost Howling Gorge.

Ye Fan flew quickly and headed in the direction of the Ghost Howl Gorge.

All the Martial King Elders and thousands of Martial Marquis of the Beast Emperor Pavilion had already dragged the heavy carriage and flew in the middle of the canyon, or had already flown to the opposite side of the canyon.

In the canyon of the Ancient Land of the Ancestral God, tens of thousands of martial artists had already rushed onto the ten rattan bridges and were rushing towards the opposite bank. Wu Zun's speed was much slower, he had just run half the distance of the Ten Mile Canyon, and he had not yet reached the opposite bank.

"Ye Fan, come here! Let's go over together!"

Gu Xinyue still stood at the ferry and shouted loudly, a pair of huge purple phoenix wings unfurled behind her, ready to fight. She didn't go over with the large army of the Beast Emperor Pavilion, and looked back at Ye Fan anxiously, ready to meet him and fly across the Ghost Howling Gorge together.

Ye Fan saw that there were still many martial artists on the vine bridge, and he couldn't help but be anxious.

At his speed, he could reach the ferry in a few moments.

But if Gu Huo and other martial kings rush to the ferry, cut off the big wooden stakes of the ten rattan bridges here. I am afraid that the tens of thousands of martial artists who have not yet crossed the ten rattan bridges will all fall down the Ghost Howling Gorge, and the casualties will be extremely tragic.

He held the Purple Ice Phantom Gun in his hand.

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and the three systems of ice, wind, and thunder were frantically injected into this purple ice phantom spear.

In the Purple Ice Phantom Gun, there were bursts of three-color luster, the inside was ice blue light, and the outside was the wind blade, the thunder flashed, and the arc of the Dao Dao beat in the blue ice, crackling.

"Look at the guns!"

Ye Fan burst into a shout, and the purple ice phantom gun in his hand suddenly burst out towards Gu Huo, who was chasing behind him.

"Look at how powerful your gun is, or if this Shaozong's phoenix fist is powerful!"

Gu Huo laughed wildly, and a punch blasted out, covering pieces of Fenglin's fist with amazing defensive power, and fearlessly facing Ye Fan's purple ice phantom gun.

The hardness of his phoenix fist was comparable to the top fourth-order martial king-level mystical weapon.

Seeing it, the tip of the gun was about to collide with the phoenix fist.

Ye Fan sneered, and his hands suddenly swirled with the ice gun in his hand. The Purple Ice Phantom Spear instantly disintegrated, turning into seventy-two purple ice crystals, which burst out in all directions.

Gu Huo was shocked, but he didn't expect that what Ye Fan had in his hand was actually a machine mystery gun. Where is there time to dodge, besides, the huge purple phoenix wings behind him, the target is too big.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Although most of Gu Huo's body was covered by solid phoenix scales, it failed to cover the entire body when it approached, and there were still loopholes, and twenty or thirty deep blood holes were pierced in an instant.

The three series of damage of ice, wind and thunder attached to the crystal ling, the ice, the wind blade, and the thunder mang were twisted into the flesh and blood, which made Gu Huo even more painful.

This shot, even if it is not dead, is also seriously injured.

Gu Huo screamed, the wings of the purple phoenix slapped wildly, and fled back desperately.