If it was usual, Chen Fan would definitely not do this loss-making deal, after all, it was to exchange his life, but now in order to be able to improve his cultivation and rescue Li Yingying as soon as possible, he could only let it go.

The main army led by Nan Batian and Leng Qianqiu was sweeping everywhere at this moment, and everywhere he went, almost all of Zhu Shengguo's warriors were turned on their backs and died violently, and they didn't even have a chance to resist.

After Nan Batian and them were far away, Chen Fan got out of a wood, and after looking at it coldly, he immediately followed behind secretly.

The main team led by Nan Batian and Leng Qianqiu quickly rushed to the land of the dragon vein in the valley of death, which is a place with abundant spiritual energy, if anyone controls the land of the dragon vein, it means that the initiative of this battle has been firmly grasped by him.

Since the land of the dragon vein is a vital place of aura, it is a strategic place that both sides must fight to win.

The Demon Kingdom Alliance was led by the two pinnacle figures of Nan Batian and Leng Qianqiu, and the main force arrived first, which shows that the Demon Kingdom Alliance attaches great importance to this decisive battle.

And after the main force of the Demon Kingdom Alliance reached the land of the dragon vein, countless Zhu Shengguo warriors also suddenly appeared from all directions and moved closer to the land of the dragon vein.

I saw the sword light in the sky, and they shot over one after another, like a picture of a meteor passing by, which made Chen Fan's heart indescribably shocked.

At the same time, sixteen sword lights as thick as three zhang flew from a distance, and this huge aura immediately enveloped the surroundings, Chen Fan's divine sense swept away, and found that these sixteen sword lights were the heads of the sixteen sects.

As soon as they appeared, Nan Batian and Leng Qianqiu immediately greeted them, and the martial gods and warriors of the two sides immediately fought together, magic weapons, flying swords, and immortal arts emerged in an endless stream, and the roar and the sound of thunder and lightning intertwined were endless.

Although Nan Batian and Leng Qianqiu are both in the middle stage of the Martial God, and the sect heads on the opposite side are all in the early stage of the Martial God Cultivation, it stands to reason that it should be very easy to win, but in fact, this is not the case, although the sixteen sect heads said that the cultivation is not as good, but almost everyone has an extremely powerful Martial God period magic weapon on their bodies, plus sixteen people gathered together, forming an extremely powerful force.

Although Leng Qianqiu and Nan Batian's cultivation is far above them, it is impossible to decide the winner for a while.

The main forces of the two sides showed a stalemate, and at the same time, the disciples of their respective sects were also entangled together, and suddenly flesh and blood flew sideways, which was shocking.

Chen Fan's eyes were cold, at this time, the tens of thousands of martial arts armies on both sides were intertwined, just right for him to show his skills, if he made a late move, he was afraid that he would not be able to complete the task of the three hundred martial artists, and if he couldn't get two Gathering Divine Pills at that time, his plan to improve his cultivation would come to naught.

Chen Fan's eyes were cold, and after looking at it for a while, he immediately jumped forward, turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed out of the ground, rushing towards the warring parties.

At this time, Chen Fan patted the storage bag, and the Huokui Sword immediately moved, flashed out of the storage bag, and held it tightly into Chen Fan's hand.

A temple envoy who was in the late stage of Wuzun's cultivation, and killed dozens of Zhu Shengguo martial artists who cultivated in the early stage of Wuzong in a row with a single sword, and when he was about to continue to swing his sword, suddenly a thunderbolt flashed in front of him, and his throat was as if it had been cut by a sharp blade volley, his eyes were black, his divine consciousness collapsed without any hindrance, and his body fell from the sky.

And in mid-air, there were nine martial artists who had cultivated as early stage demon country warriors, and surrounded the head of a sect of Zhu Shengguo in the sword array, but after Chen Fan's body flickered, all nine of these people trembled slightly, the expressions on their faces suddenly froze, and their divine consciousness seemed to be destroyed in an instant, and they lost their soul shells and fell from mid-air.

The trapped head of Zhu Shengguo was stunned, but when he saw that it was his own person, he immediately rushed to the huge battle circle in the sky, helping the mixed old monster and others to fight against Nanbatian and Leng Qianqiu.

A martial artist who cultivated in the late stage of Zhu Shengguo's martial arts, with a flying sword of the martial god period, killed several masters of the same level in a row, he sneered and sneered right on the neck of a female warrior, and his right hand pulled violently, and the clothes on the female warrior's chest immediately turned into strips of cloth, revealing the bright red belly pocket inside.

The warrioress screamed in terror several times, but her voice was so pale and weak that it barely attracted the attention of others on the vast battlefield.

However, the voice of this female warrior attracted Chen Fan's great attention, Chen Fan turned his head to look, and found that the person was a woman who looked like Li Yingying, Sophie!

The martial artist of the late stage of Wuzun laughed a few times, licked his lips, and said: "This beautiful woman is like a fairy, if she dies on the battlefield like this, it will be a pity, it is better to leave it to the old man to enjoy it slowly, hahaha"

Unexpectedly, the martial artist in the late stage of Wuzun hadn't finished laughing, only to see Chen Fan's body flash, his body trembled a few times, and then let go of the hand that grabbed Sophie, and his body fell from mid-air like a pile of mud.

When Sophie saw Chen Fan, she showed an extremely incredible look on her face, and said in a lost voice: "You, why did you save me?"

Chen Fan didn't answer, but with a wave of his big hand, he shot out a sword light, sending Sophie safely to a hidden place on the ground.

This is not because Chen Fan is soft-hearted and can't see a woman's death, but because Sophie looks too much like Li Yingying, so that Chen Fan saw people in sight, so he ruthlessly saved her.

However, Chen Fan didn't know that the body occupied by Sophie actually belonged to Li Yingying.

The Huokui Sword in Chen Fan's hand was originally full of power, and at this moment, he was rushing left and right in the battlefield, almost no one could stop him, and wherever his sword light fell, there was almost no one at the same level who could resist the second move.

At this time, the battle between the two sides had shown a stalemate, almost tragic to the point of indescribable.

Originally, according to Leng Qianqiu's assumption, there were almost as many as a thousand martial artists in their Demon Kingdom Alliance who had cultivated above Wuzun, so this battle should be won by an overwhelming margin.

But what he never expected was that now the battle had lasted for two hours, and there was no sign of victory or defeat.

And as more and more Demon Kingdom Martial Venerable Martial Artists fell from the sky for no reason, this scene attracted Leng Qianqiu's attention, he waved his hand and shouted: "Ten messengers, let me kill the other party's main general!"

After receiving the message, the top ten envoys immediately withdrew from the battlefield and stared at Chen Fan, who was holding the Huokui Sword in the middle of the battlefield and killing all directions.

At this time, Chen Fan had already killed two hundred and ninety people, and if he added ten Martial Venerable Martial Artists, he would be able to get two Gathering Divine Pills.

In order to rescue Li Yingying, Chen Fan had already planned to let go, so although the aura in his body was almost exhausted, he still had no intention of stopping.

And almost all the martial artists of the Demon Kingdom Alliance, no matter how high their cultivation was, were almost stunned after seeing Chen Fan's majestic killing, after all, it was the first time they had seen such a terrifying combat power.

In addition to Chen Fan, in the entire history of martial artists, there is only one person who has done the same crazy deeds as Chen Fan, that is, the peak of the ancient martial artist Sikong, it is said that he relied on an invincible giant sword to kill hundreds of martial artists in the late stage of Wuzun in a row with the identity of the late stage of Wuzun.

This incident shocked the entire Martial Arts Alliance, and then the Alliance had to send the Ten Elders to round up, and finally killed Sikong Peak in the Desolate Ancient Star Domain.

At this time, on the battlefield, almost no one dared to take the initiative to provoke Chen Fan, because the Huokui Sword in his hand was almost like an invincible ancient magic weapon.

The top ten envoys immediately flew over and surrounded Chen Fan in the battle circle.

Chen Fan's expression was calm, his expression swept away, and he found that the weakest of the ten messengers was also in the late stage of Martial God cultivation, and five of them had already stepped into the early stage of Martial God cultivation.

Although Chen Fan had the Huokui Sword in his hand, the aura in his body was almost exhausted at this time, and if he fought with these ten envoys again, he was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

Therefore, Chen Fan saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately turned around and ran, his body sank, and he fled down.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on the corner of the fire's mouth, and said: "This guy can't just rely on the divine sword in his hand, that's why he killed the Quartet, just the early stage of the martial arts cultivator, what can he do to alarm our ten envoys to take action together?"

In the eyes of the top ten envoys, they thought that the reason why Chen Fan was able to kill all sides on the battlefield was just by relying on the Huokui Sword in his hand, if they were careful and avoided the light of the Huokui Sword, it should not be a problem to capture Chen Fan.

Chen Fan had little aura left in his body at this time, so he didn't dare to fly in the air, for fear that the ten messengers would catch up, so he had the idea to perform the art of earth escape, his body sank, and he descended into the land under a zhang, and then quickly fled to the south.

What kind of pinnacle of the Ten Envoys were, how could they let Chen Fan escape so easily? Their divine sense swept away, and immediately unfolded a blue light, this blue light tracked all the way away, and kept closely following Chen Fan's body, the Ten Envoys smiled slightly, and suddenly slapped their backhands, each of them playing their own stunts.

I saw a fierce flame knife burst out from the palm of the Fire Messenger, and together with other wind, earth, water and other spells, it formed an earth-shattering force and swept towards the land where Chen Fan was.

Although Chen Fan was in the middle of the earth, he could still feel a strong spiritual power fluctuation, which was smashing towards the top of his head, and it felt like a giant axe slashing down in the air.

Chen Fan had no choice but to break out of the ground, only to see a sword light suddenly rush out of the ground, and then condensed into Chen Fan's figure.