The cyan wind dragon is lifelike, and its claws are like the hardest blades, as if it can tear through everything, even the void.

Looking at the wind dragon rushing towards Chu Fan, a faint smile appeared on Fengxue Zhenjun's face.

Just now he made a move against the Lord of the Underworld, and neither of them used all their strength and retained some strength.

But even so, the strength of the Hades Lord greatly exceeded his expectations, after receiving the order from the Ximen family, he felt that although the Hades Lord was superior in strength among the younger generation, he was a dignified first-order half-saint after all, and he was naturally able to crush the Hades Lord.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to agree to the request of the Simon family.

Now, he is not leaving his hands, and directly uses the Wind and Snow Holy Technique, his famous martial arts!

"God and Demon Fist!"

Chu Fan clenched his fist violently and punched forward.

Bang, a huge fist shadow hit this flying wind dragon fiercely!

"Roar!"

The wind dragon let out a long roar, very painful, and reduced its size by a punch, but it was still fierce, waving its dragon claws, and killing Chu Fan.

"Second punch!"

After the first punch, Chu Fan did not stop, and directly punched the second punch, hitting the wind dragon again.

Coax, the size of the hit wind dragon shrank again, but it still did not break.

Boom!

In the end, Chu Fan's third punch directly met the wind dragon head that rushed over.

In an instant, the wind dragon exploded violently, turning into countless snowstorms again, rushing to all sides.

The terrifying impact force was like a huge wave, rushing towards all directions, but no matter how terrifying the impact was, Chu Fan still stood there indifferently, not moving at all.

Knock, knock, knock!

On the contrary, the onlookers who were far away from here couldn't help but take a few steps back one after another.

"Punch me!"

This time, Chu Fan took the initiative to attack and punched out again, and the purple-black fist shadow seemed to come from hell, gloomy and mysterious!

Seeing this scene, Fengxue Zhenjun's face froze, and then he slammed in response.

"Block!"

Fengxue Zhenjun waved violently, and in an instant, countless winds and snows rushed towards Chu Fan's fist shadow.

Although he resisted Chu Fan's punch, Fengxue Zhenjun couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Wind and Snow Holy Art, Second Form, Holy Armor!"

A layer of armor condensed by wind and snow appeared on the body of the Wind and Snow True Monarch, as if the gods had descended to earth.

Fengxue Zhenjun slammed out, this time he was really angry, a Hades Lord who did not break through the half-saint actually made some of him helpless.

As a dignified half-saint, Fengxue Zhenjun can't hold his face.

"Fengxue Zhenjun is going to do his best!"

"It's over!"

Seeing that Fengxue Zhenjun actually used the "Holy Armor", countless onlookers were extremely surprised and discussed loudly.

In an instant, everyone present widened their eyes and stared intently ahead.

"Be careful!"

Looking at Chu Fan who was fighting with Fengxue Zhenjun, Wu Xian'er clenched her jade hand, her palms were full of cold sweat, although she also believed in Chu Fan's strength, but Fengxue Zhenjun was a dignified first-order and half-saint after all, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"Elder Cai, do you see the current battle situation?" Pei Yun asked, also very worried in his heart.

"To be honest, the strength of the Hades Lord is indeed beyond my imagination, but if you want to defeat the Wind and Snow True Monarch, the odds of victory are less than one percent. ”

Cai Yitong thought for a while and changed her previous statement, from one in ten thousand to one percent.

However, Cai Yitong was still a little hostile to Chu Fan in her heart, after all, she was also a dignified half-saint powerhouse, and she was actually despised by a small transcendent martial artist before!

This naturally made Cai Yitong angry.

"The strength of Fengxue Zhenjun is stronger than we imagined. ”

Ximen Leng in the shadows couldn't help but speak, although it was not as good as the peak of the first-order half-saint, but among the ordinary first-order half-saints, Fengxue Zhenjun was considered the top-notch.

"Looks like I don't need to do anything. ”

Ximen Leng said with some regret:

"Hey, this time it's white, I didn't expect the underworld to be a silver-spear wax head, a guy who doesn't have it!"

......

On the contrary, the hunchbacked old man of the Demon God Sect had a slight change in his face, and he didn't know what he thought.

Thinking about it, the hunchbacked old man quietly walked towards the top of the wind and snow mountain.

"Soul Snatching Holy Technique!"

Knowing that Fengxue Zhenjun used all his strength, Chu Fan no longer kept it, after all, Chu Fan was only the sixth-fold peak of foundation building now, and Fengxue Zhenjun was a first-order and half-saint, which was equivalent to a Jindan one-fold.

Chu Fan's right hand slammed in front of him.

In an instant, within a few kilometers of the surroundings, all the lush and verdant plants withered one after another, and the vitality of all the surrounding creatures was absorbed by Chu Fan.

"Extinguish!"

Chu Fan raised his hand, and a white Lian-like light rushed towards Fengxue Zhenjun.

The Fengxue Zhenjun who was hit held on for a few seconds, the holy armor on his body was directly shattered, and red blood flowed from the corners of Fengxue Zhenjun's mouth.

In an instant, the entire snowstorm mountain top was plunged into a noise.

"I really underestimated you. ”

Fengxue Zhenjun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Chu Fan, who was standing with his hands in his hands, his face was unusually solemn.

With a super powerful blow, he didn't even kill the Hades Lord, and even injured himself, which made Fengxue Zhenjun extremely surprised, and even angry!

"Forcing me to use it, you're proud!"

"The Holy Spear of the Floating Slaughter!"

At this time, Fengxue Zhenjun decided to move the strongest hole card.

In Fengxue Zhenjun's right hand, a silver spear appeared out of thin air.

On this spear, there are simple and obscure runes, as soon as it comes out, the surrounding void is trembling, and the Futu Holy Spear is shining with cold light, with a terrifying evil aura!

This is actually a low-grade semi-holy weapon.

"Futu spear trick, destroy the enemy!"

The silver spear in his hand was like a dragon, and Fengxue Zhenjun violently poured the spiritual power of his whole body into the Futu Holy Spear, and the whole person seemed to be a god descending to earth, rushing towards Chu Fan with endless Ling Ran killing intent.

Seeing this scene, everyone present held their breath, to be honest, the scene just now shocked most of the martial artists present, they never thought that the Hades Lord could actually resist the blow of Fengxue Zhenjun just now.

"Zhenjun!"

"Zhenjun!"

"Zhenjun!"

Looking at the Wind and Snow True Monarch who was holding a silver spear in his hand, like a god descending from the heavens, countless female warriors shouted in support of the Wind and Snow True Monarch!

"The last blow!"

In the dark, Ximen looked at this intently, he knew that this was the final blow, and it was up to him who won and who lost.

"You can't lose!"

Wu Xian'er clasped her hands tightly and said extremely nervously, this is a life-and-death battle, once you lose, your life will be gone.

And Cai Yitong and Pei Yun also paid attention to this battle, their faces were solemn and their hearts were worried.

"It's over!"

The hunchbacked old man of the Demon God Sect also climbed to the top of Fengxue Mountain at this moment, found a corner to hide, and stared at Chu Fan and Fengxue Zhenjun with full attention.

Looking at the Fengxue Zhenjun who was killing him, Chu Fan also violently mobilized the mana of his whole body.

"Fallen God Bell, out!"

Chu Fan is going to use his hole cards!