Zhou Fan stood with his head held high, his face was calm, his white clothes fluttered, he took one step, his body was like lightning, and he arrived in front of the young Yin Spirit in the blink of an eye.

Between heaven and earth, the sword intent was pervasive, and countless sword lights flickered, like a storm, hovering outside his body.

Zhou Fan's eyes were like electricity, and with a wave of his sword fingers, countless free sword lights poured down like a long river, making people's hearts tremble!

The young Yin Spirit, although he was seriously injured due to the backlash, and his body was also shriveled, his strength was indeed very strong, and a black light gushed out from his mouth.

The black light was a cone-shaped magic weapon, only three inches long, the whole body was pitch black, exuding an extremely cold aura, after flying out of the young man's yin spirit's mouth, it quickly became larger, turning into a seven-foot-long one, blasting away the long river of sword light, and the residual momentum was unabated, directly towards Zhou Fan breaking through the air.

At this time, Zhou Fan saw clearly that where was the conical magic weapon, it was clearly a spear with a pitch-black body.

"Dang!"

Zhou Fan took out the bronze long sword and slashed it on the spear, making a crisp sound, and slashing the spear out. At the beckoning of the young Yin Spirit, it fell into his hands.

Zhou Fan was surprised in his heart, the aura emitted by the spear turned out to be a high-grade magic weapon, and it had a powerful spear momentum.

"Good gun!"

His eyes lit up, and in an instant, he approached the young Yin Spirit with his sword.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

The sound of the clash of gold and iron resounded throughout the canyon, and the young yin spirit brandished a spear, the pitch-black light shone brightly, and a sense of destruction erupted.

And in the middle of the battle between the two, the young man's yin spirit slapped his palm, like a whale swallowing, inhaling the surrounding yin qi into his body, and the shriveled body began to swell.

Although he was seriously injured, resulting in a loss of yin qi in his body, he still had the strength to fight in a short period of time by absorbing the yin qi around him, as long as he killed Zhou Fan during this period and devoured his powerful flesh and blood, he could not only heal his injuries, but also go one step further and become a high-level yin spirit!

"Boom!"

A terrifying gunfire erupted on the spear, flicking away a sword that Zhou Fan had slashed at, and then the young Yin Spirit seized the opportunity and smashed the Yellow Dragon with one shot, piercing the void and stabbing Zhou Fan's throat fiercely.

Seeing the tip of the spear that was emitting cold light and getting closer and closer in his pupils, Zhou Fan's face did not show the slightest panic, and a flaming bird with a fiery red body flew out between his eyebrows.

The flaming red bird became bigger in the wind, and instantly turned into a size of several meters, blocking in front of Zhou Fan. This fiery bird is the magic technique that Zhou Fan comprehended from the essence blood of the fiery lark that he bought at the auction.

At first, I thought that this fire lark was the bloodline of the descendants of the phoenix and could activate the bone block, but it had no effect, so after Zhou Fan swallowed it, he not only increased his cultivation, but also comprehended the fire lark's magical powers.

"Dang!"

The spiky beak of the fire lark collided with the tip of the spear, but it only resisted a breath or so before it was torn apart by the terrifying momentum of the spear and exploded.

Although the time to resist was very short, it was enough for Zhou Fan, and he had already opened up the distance between him and the young Yin Spirit before the fire lark was torn apart.

Zhou Fan and the young Yin Spirit stood in the void, and the latter looked at the former with extremely cold eyes, a look of pity flashed in his eyes, as if he felt that if it wasn't for his own shot that was resisted by Zhou Fan's supernatural powers, he would have pierced it with one shot.

"Death!"

After a short look at each other, the young yin spirit knew that his current state could not last long, so he shouted loudly, and attacked Zhou Fan with a spear in his hand, and the terrifying spear momentum stirred up the boundless storm.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan took a deep breath, the sword intent around his body soared, the battle intent in his eyes was monstrous, and he flew up to meet him.

"When" "When"......

There were dozens of swords and spears colliding, and the young Yin Spirit's body, which had originally swelled back, had the intention of drying up again, and streams of Yin Qi overflowed from his body.

His face changed dramatically, and his attacks became more ferocious.

On the other hand, Zhou Fan, after such a long battle, his face has not changed, and the mana in his body seems to be endless.

"Kill!"

The young yin spirit shouted violently, and the yin qi rolled in like a tide, he held the tail of the spear with both hands, raised the spear above his head, used it as a stick, and smashed it at Zhou Fan.

The void exploded and collapsed under the smashed body of the spear, and the powerful wind blew Zhou Fan's clothes to hunt, and a huge pressure came to his face.

Zhou Fan frowned, and hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

"Bang!"

His body was like a cannonball, smashed to the ground by the young Yin Spirit.

Kicked up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

And the young yin spirit obviously didn't want to waste time and opportunity, his figure flashed, and he rushed directly towards Zhou Fan in the smoke and dust.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a strong hurricane burst out from the smoke and dust, not only blowing away the smoke and dust, but also blowing back the figure of the young Yin Spirit flying towards him.

The young Yin Spirit stabilized his body, stood with a gun, and raised his eyes to look.

I saw that Zhou Fan was standing above a huge pit, and the hurricane just now was caused by his explosive sword pressure, and he was smashed down by a shot from the young Yin Spirit, except for the white clothes on his body, there was no injury.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a muffled sound came out, and the yin qi in the young man's yin spirit body broke out, and his body directly dried up, and it may be the reason why he forcibly absorbed the yin qi just now, and now after his body was deflated, he was even weaker than before he absorbed it.

The young man's face changed drastically, a look of panic flashed in his eyes, and immediately, without saying a word, he turned into a black light and fled quickly into the distance.

The young Yin Spirit understood that with his current state, if he didn't leave, he would be greeted by death, and he had finally cultivated to the current realm, and he was only a little short of becoming a high-level Yin Spirit with a completely condensed body, and he must not die here.

"Isn't it too late to think about running now?"

Zhou Fan's voice, with the blessing of the rune, crossed the distance and reached the ears of the young yin spirit.

Immediately, the young Yin Spirit felt a terrifying sword momentum erupt behind him.

"Groan!"

A piercing sound of sword roared through the heavens and the earth, and a feeling of death appeared in the heart of the young man's spirit, and he glanced back at it with a ghostly look, and suddenly, the originally dark cheeks became pale, and his eyes were filled with endless fear.

A glass sword qi dozens of zhang long was cutting through the void and slashing towards him at great speed.

"No, I will never die at your hands!"

The young man's yin spirit roared, his face became hideous, and he ignored the injuries of his body, and once again absorbed the yin qi around him, and the shriveled body tended to swell again.

Immediately, the rich yin qi frantically poured into the pitch-black spear in his hand.

"Buzz!"

After the spear was injected with yin qi, it trembled violently, and a spear that was about to pierce the sky broke out, and when the spear momentum reached the extreme, the young yin spirit stabbed out, and in an instant, a pitch-black spear as thick as a bucket burst out.

All this only happened between the lightning and the stone fire, and when the pitch-black spear was about to collide with Zhou Fan's glazed sword qi, the glazed sword qi suddenly disappeared, and the pitch-black spear burst into the air.

"What?"

Just when the young yin spirit was puzzled, some dazzling light suddenly bloomed in front of him, and the glazed sword qi reappeared.

A "snort" snorted him, splitting him neutrally.

"How could it be ......"

The young Yin Spirit's eyes were full of disbelief, and then it exploded with a bang, becoming a part of the countless Yin Qi on this ancient battlefield.