Suddenly encountered a strong enemy, and was already inferior to others, but I didn't expect reinforcements from the other party to come.

The man was dressed in gold armor, holding a golden sword, wearing a purple and gold crown, and his eyes were sharp, like an eagle falcon. There was also a sense of wisdom in the eagle's eyes, thinking that it was a senior celebrity who had experienced a lot of things.

Seeing this person coming, the previous Yasheng hurriedly led the cultivators behind him to stand aside and wait for instructions.

Yang Fanhai turned around and picked up his gun, looked at the person who came and asked loudly: "Who are you, report your name!"

The person who came looked at him and said lightly: "My name has no meaning, you will definitely die here today, as long as you know that I am one of the principals of Penglai." ”

There is no one who is good at Penglai, such as that Fang Dirt, if it weren't for his own Haoran Righteous Sword, he wouldn't be standing here now. This person looks like him, and his status is probably even higher than that of Fang Yan.

After thinking for a while, Yang Fanhai's heart moved, and he asked loudly, "Are you the Venerable Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace?"

The person who came was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "It's not that I'm not a lonely person, and I still know the name of this seat." Now that you already know, this seat will no longer hide it, yes, I am the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace. ”

I didn't expect it to be him, Yang Fanhai sighed in his heart. When encountering an opponent like Fang Ji, he would naturally pay extra attention, and after killing the other party, he asked Xu Fan a lot about Penglai. Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.

Penglai has three principals, and Fang Yan is ranked third, not only because of the least qualifications, but also because its strength is the worst of the three principals. And the strongest person in charge of Penglai is a man who is known as the lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace.

This person's qualifications are so deep that they are said to be comparable to those of the Three Qingdao Daoists. As early as the Dao Ancestor era of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, there was an extremely fateful place in the cultivation world, called Panshen Heavenly Palace. The palace master of Panshen Heavenly Palace can be called the first person of the immortal clan, and he cultivates to Tongtian.

In that era, the first person in charge of Penglai was already a powerful general of the Panshen Heavenly Palace, but at that time he was just a hall master. After the Dao Ancestor was in line with the Heavenly Dao, the Panshen Heavenly Palace Palace Lord was hidden, and the first person in charge of Penglai regarded himself as the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace and rebuilt the Panshen Heavenly Palace.

could have been famous, but unfortunately he was in the limelight and encountered the era of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and in the end, even Yingzhou, where the Panshen Heavenly Palace was located, was burned by the emperor of the world, and he had to hide again.

It wasn't until the era of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi passed that this person came out again and gathered monks to create today's Penglai.

According to Xu Fan, with this person's talent cultivation and experience, he should have been able to advance to the Immortal King powerhouse. It's a pity that he was bullied too much by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi 10,000 years ago, and he beat out the demons in his heart, so that he has been staying in the Yasheng realm and not allowing an inch.

But this does not mean that his strength is not enough, Xu Fan guessed that the first person under the immortal king of the immortal clan is definitely him. I thought that this Penglai would act, Fang Yan went to the bear country, and he should be the second main thing in the Zhu country, but he didn't expect that it would be this Penglai controller.

According to what Xu Fan said, if he encounters the second main matter, he can also rely on the Heavenly Stem and Earth Branch Great Array to compete with him, but if he encounters this Panshen Heavenly Palace Lord, the best choice is to flee, as far as he can.

Yang Fanhai knew that Xu Fan was by no means alarmist, and immediately sent a message to Zhang Xiao and Huangfu Shaowei: "Do the last wave of charge, and after listening to my shouts to kill, they all fled to the north to find the convergence of the army of His Royal Highness the Second Prince." Leave me alone, and leave ...... alone Other centaurs!"

This is a very cruel decision, once the Yanzhou camp escapes, his life and death will not be said for the time being, and the rest of the men and horses will inevitably become lambs to be slaughtered. But at this moment, Yang Fanhai can't help but do this, because he is a leading general, not just a monk and a warrior.

If you are a monk, you can do things righteously, but as a leading general, if you can't achieve victory, you can only keep the soldiers under your command to the greatest extent. At this moment, life will no longer be so specific to him, but just a number.

As soon as he gave the order, Yang Fanhai didn't say anything more, and with a wave of the black spear in his hand, he rushed towards the people and horses of the Zhu State in the northern direction.

The momentum came violently, but the Panshen Heavenly Palace Lord in the sky had an indifferent face, and there was even a sneer in his eyes, as if he was laughing at Yang Fanhai's indiscretion.

After Yang Fanhai led the army to break through the army of the Zhu Kingdom, the Venerable Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace, who had just been built, slowly raised the golden sword in his hand and smiled slightly: "Since this seat has come, there is no point in you soldiers and horses charging anymore, why bother insisting!"

As soon as the words fell, the golden long sword swung, and an immeasurable sword rain fell from the sky. Suddenly, the sound of whistling came from all directions, and the sword light was fierce, like a raging storm.

"Kill!"

Yang Fanhai roared, stood on the war horse and stomped hard, only to hear the war horse screaming, spitting blood and falling to the ground and being directly shocked to death. And he himself used the rebound force to cross the Yanzhou camp behind him and face the immeasurable sword light.

Hearing the military order, the hundreds of thousands of troops reacted instinctively, turned the gun and followed Yang Fanhai's figure to kill behind him. Only the Yanzhou battalion led by the twelve generals rushed towards the north without hesitation.

The sword rain was pouring in, covering the eight wildernesses, as if to subvert the heavens and the earth.

Yang Fanhai was dressed in black armor, his evil aura was surging, and his whole person was completely wrapped. There were bursts of ghosts crying and wolf howls, as if countless unjust souls were screaming.

"Boom! Boom!

The sword light and the evil qi instantly collided together, devouring, absorbing, and dissolving...... The magic of evil qi was urged to the extreme by Yang Fanhai. Ever since his arm had become like a beast, he felt more comfortable with the use of evil energy.

The evil spirit is churning, like a fierce beast that is hungry to the extreme, trying to devour all obstacles. The black light is bursting, the clouds are soaring, and the feeling of covering the sky and the earth is terrifying.

Such a method is also amazing, but it is a pity that the sword light used by the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace is really too strong, and it is not at all comparable to the monks Yang Fanhai fought in the past. After a slight resistance, the churning evil qi was like a tissue paper pierced.

One, two, three...... Ten ...... Baidao ...... Not long after, another volley of ten thousand sword lights poured down.

Bursts of screams came and went, no matter how strong Yang Fanhai was, he was limited after all, and the army that turned around and killed him together was like a mountain of corpses in an instant, and more than half of the hundreds of thousands of troops died.

The sword light blasted into the ground, and the roar came and went. The true qi is majestic and majestic, and it is this kind of casual sacrifice that can reach such a level.

Yang Fanhai was bombarded by the sword light and also fell from the sky. Even though he had black armor, he felt extremely painful and unbearable. Half-kneeling, gasping for breath, his mind unsettled.

This is the first person under the immortal king of the immortal clan in Xu Fan's mouth, and the first person in charge of Penglai. However, a random move will collapse his army.

It's no wonder that people in the world often say that battles in the cultivation world are not won by a large number of people. It is the number of strong players who determine the victory, and the more top strong players on that side, which side will win.

In the face of a top powerhouse like the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace, Mo said that he only had an army of more than 100,000 troops, but he came with an army of millions, and the result was the same. There are not enough people to fight against him, and no matter how many people there are, it will just make the other party make one more move.

After feeling it, it spread on the ground on its own, frantically devouring the corpses and severed limbs everywhere, absorbing the flesh and blood essence in it, and healing Yang Fanhai's injuries.

Such a scene naturally attracted the attention of the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace, and after looking at it, he couldn't help frowning: "This magical power is weird, it can devour energy and flesh, no wonder some people say that you are a member of the demon race." ”

Glancing at the Yanzhou battalion that fled in the distance, he smiled slightly: "I know the current affairs and know how to let my subordinates escape, but why is it only that one of the men and horses who escaped? Is it not appropriate to be so favoritistic, there is a general of the bear country!"

Sowing discord like this, Yang Fanhai was speechless, but at this moment, the rest of the people were either dead or injured, panicked, and they were already out of control, but few people could hear clearly what the Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace was saying.

Yang Fanhai didn't speak, he was thinking about countermeasures. The other party can dismantle all their means with one move, and it is no longer necessary to continue to insist, and how to get more people out is the only choice.

After thinking for a moment in his heart, he immediately ordered loudly: "Everyone, withdraw, no matter what means, withdraw to the bear country, withdraw!"

A shout, shouted with true qi, resounded across the battlefield, and immediately a large number of soldiers began to flee desperately. There is no organization, and they are scattered all over the mountains.

There are Penglai monks who are not prepared to let those soldiers go, and they use their own means to prepare to chase and kill.

Yang Fanhai didn't say a word, he thrust the black spear into the ground, and Qiankun bowed in his hand. stretched out his bow and condensed arrows, and one after another arrows killed in all directions. The power of the supreme treasure is unstoppable by no one except Yasheng.

Dozens of arrows shot out in one breath, and in an instant, Monk Penglai was killed and wounded.

"Isn't it too eye-catching!"

The Venerable Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace said lightly, and with a wave of the golden long sword in his hand, another immeasurable sword light appeared, gathering together, as if a compressed sword light tornado was killing Yang Fanhai.

The black spear shook, intending to fight. It's just that the sword light is too terrifying, instantly disintegrating Yang Fanhai's attack, directly blasting him like a yellow leaf in the wind, and drifting away.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

The Venerable Lord of Panshen Heavenly Palace snorted coldly, raised his hand and raised the sword light immeasurably, killing in all directions, and forcibly sealing the direction of the Xiong Kingdom's rout.

Just as he was about to kill, he suddenly heard a loud laugh: "That's right, don't even think about leaving!"

Immediately, I saw the magic clouds in the sky churning, and the black light bursted, like lightning and thunder, which was extremely terrifying.

Immediately, a terrifying aura fell from the sky, like the five mountains, which made people breathless.

Yang Fanhai didn't care, but the Venerable Lord of the Panshen Heavenly Palace had a big change in face, and with his cultivation, he could naturally feel the strength of the comer.

Immortal King!