Chapter 525: Sweeping the Barbarians (Part 1)

"Removal all!"

The Black Wind Demon Emperor shouted loudly, and his body turned into the dark wind light and flew away from the sky.

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, he retreated decisively.

"Chase!"

Yang Fan's eyes flashed with his golden wings, his feet were covered with silver light, and he "swished" and disappeared from the spot, chasing the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

Shi Qianhan held the Magic Sword in his hand, and his figure disappeared out of thin air, entered the Xianhong space, and went to rest for a while.

The Magic Sword reached the level of half-spirit treasure. After the shocking squander just now, there were thousands of monks who almost killed the great monks.

Although it is very majestic, Shi Qianhan consumes more than half of his mana.

Seeing Yang Fan chasing him, the Black Wind Demon Emperor's expression changed slightly, and his escape speed suddenly accelerated a little.

Although he claimed that he was not afraid of Yang Fan at all when fighting alone, the barbarian army was retreating at this moment, and he had no intention of fighting.

In this way, two balls of light and shadow, one black and one gold and one silver, passed through the sky and flashed away.

Such a scene was shocked by high-level people like Feng Wujue, who were shocked by the sight of it.

Since the barbarian war, how has there been such a situation?

The Black Wind Demon Emperor is even more powerful and is at a stable level as strong as the Nascent Soul Cultivator.

And now, the invincible Demon Emperor was killed and fled in panic.

This further boosted the morale of the Northern Qin monks below.

The faces of the ancestor of Blood Refining and Sanqing Sanren changed slightly, and they were mixed with joy and sorrow.

But at this moment there was no time to think too much. The three great monks of Northern Qin led the army to chase and kill the barbarian monks who fled in all directions.

During the pursuit, the Northern Qin monk discovered a very strange situation.

A certain part of the barbarian monks suddenly had their bodies convulsed during the battle, and then they died of blood from their seven orifices.

Moreover, the deceased's skin turned blue and purple, and the body quickly turned into a ball of black water.

The death is terrible.

"The great thing is not good. Among the monks of my Holy Clan, some of them have been infected with a mysterious poison technique, perhaps because of a plague, and I don't know when it was infected."

A white-haired old pharmacist reported to Mr. Mu Tian.

"What?" When Master Mu Tian of the black robe was covering his retreat, he expanded his spiritual sense and discovered this strange phenomenon.

thump!

Suddenly, a man fell down beside him, bleeding from his seven orifices, but the body turned into a ball of black water.

The same situation happens every moment.

Master Mu Tian took a breath of air conditioning, and a hint of horror flashed in his eyes.

"This kind of plague-like poison technique is contagious and will lurk in the monk's body for a short time and is difficult to detect. It will only occur after excessive use of mana."

The old barbarian medicine master said tremblingly.

"I can't care about so much, you guys quickly retreat, I'll cover it."

Master Mu Tian suddenly saw a blood-colored light point coming, which was the Blood Refining Ancestor, one of the three great cultivators in the Northern Qin Dynasty.

He had no time to think, and immediately went up to him, fought with the Blood Refining Ancestor, and then flew to the sky.

Another barbarian heavenly master who was as short as a dwarf fought with Sanqing Sanren at another high altitude.

Lingxiao Sword Immortal was not restrained by the great monks of the same level and was invincible, killing the barbarian monks responsible for covering them.

Just as the Black Wind Demon Emperor judged, the situation was irreversible.

When he sneaked into Guliang City to rescue Saint Ye Han, he was just one move.

Yang Fan did not play according to common sense at all.

At this moment, the Black Wind Demon Emperor was being chased by Yang Fan.

After running for hundreds of miles, the Black Wind Demon Emperor's eyes turned cold: "You really think you can beat me?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Although I can't do anything to you, I can restrain you and cannot integrate the barbarian army."

After saying that, he waved the green pen in his hand and fought with the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

After the previous battle, Yang Fan found out the background of the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

In terms of cultivation and magic power, Black Wind Demon Emperor is not much better than a great monk of the same level.

The reason why he is powerful is that he is very strange and like Hu Fei, he has some kind of talented magical powers.

Secondly, the Black Wind Demon Emperor has a "Inheritance Spirit Treasure", which is the cloak he wore.

This cloak happens to be intimate with his talent, which can strengthen his magical powers and make him look like a ghost, using the strange wind escape technique.

These two advantages, combined with the terrifying schemes of the Black Wind Demon Emperor, make no wonder the three great monks in the Northern Qin Dynasty felt a headache.

However, Yang Fan is not afraid of him.

Yang Fan, who possesses Xiangyun Boots, can be on par with the strange escape technique in the Black Wind Demon Emperor's legacy cloak.

With the golden wings of the Pengyu Fan combination, Yang Fan could easily deal with the Black Wind Demon Emperor after finding out the details.

The only thing to be wary of is the inheritance cloak of the Black Wind Demon Emperor. activate the black wind power, which can pose a great threat to Yang Fan.

As long as you are careful, Yang Fan will not say with the help of Xiangyun Boots.

The two of them started a battle of equality in the sky.

If it were on the ground, Yang Fan would probably have the upper hand, but the Black Wind Demon Emperor also knew his background. As the party being chased, he would definitely not be stupid enough to fight on the ground.

In this way, the two of them fought and left, fighting to the darkness.

Time passed little by little, and the Black Wind Demon Emperor was worried about the situation of the Holy Clan monks and wanted the Hui clan to escape.

But Yang Fan knew his thoughts better and insisted on being entangled.

Before they knew it, the two fought for several days and nights.

Almost half of the time is fighting, and half of the time is chasing and fleeing.

When he chased him somewhere, Yang Fan found himself entering an endless desert...

Suddenly, he realized that he had killed the barbarian territory.

"Haha, Lord Demon King, Yang won't give it to you..."

Yang Fan stopped and watched him leave with a smile.

The black wind Demon Emperor's face turned ashen, turned into a dark wind light and disappeared from his sight.

Yang Fan immediately turned back to Guliang City.

Along the way, he saw many corpses, some of which were monks from the Northern Qin Alliance, and some of which were barbarian monks.

However, the casualties of barbarian monks were obviously greater and less.

During the flight, Yang Fan's senses also sensed some barbarian monks who were either hidden or pretending to be dead, so he naturally killed them without any mercy.

At some point, Yang Fan's spiritual sense captured a familiar aura.

It's Hu Fei.

Hu Fei is dancing with a mace and is chasing a powerful barbarian Yuanying man.

It just so happened that this barbarian Nascent Soul cultivator is good at speed, and Hu Fei wants to kill him, which is a bit difficult.

The barbarian monk had just flew here and happened to see a flash of gold and silver light coming.

After he saw the identity of the visitor clearly, he couldn't help but look desperate.

In the previous battle, he saw with his own eyes that the other party killed the uncrowned king of the Holy Clan "Black Wind Demon Emperor" and fled in panic.

At this moment, he was almost desperate to suffer from a strong man of this level.

Without thinking, he turned around and ran away, displaying his fastest speed.

Smack ~~

Yang Fan's wings flapped his back, and his body turned into a dazzling light of gold and silver. He caught up with him in the blink of an eye and swept past him.

With a "puff", a sharp golden light cut his body from top to bottom, flowing golden light and then falling to the ground.

A miserable blood could be seen on the golden wings behind Yang Fan, and it dissipated with a stimulus.

"Hahaha... you're here just right."

Hu Fei put away his mace and came to Yang Fan, extremely excited.

"Where is that Saint Ye Han?" Yang Fan asked.

"This... seems to be running away in the chaos."
To be continued...