"I suggest that each side send one of the strongest person to represent hundreds of millions of monks and creatures to fight a life-and-death battle..."

"If the Northern Qin side wins, my holy clan surrenders immediately. If our side wins, then the Northern Qin side retreats immediately."

The voice of the Black Wind Demon Emperor was empty and cold, spreading throughout a hundred miles.

Hundreds of thousands of monks in the Northern Qin Dynasty listened to them sincerely.

In addition to the barbarian monks in the Peacock Temple, they also heard the sound of declaring war that shocked Yunxiao.

When the three great monks of the Northern Qin Dynasty and the high-level Yuanying were heard, most of them were a little moved.

If the barbarians finally retreat to the Peacock Temple and fight to the death, neither side will benefit.

"I represent the entire Xiyue Nine Clans to fight. I wonder if anyone dares to fight with me if the billions of monks and creatures in the Northern Qin Dynasty?"

Immediately, a fierce fighting sound came from the mouth of the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

He looked down from a high position, his dark and cold eyes faintly swept away the hundreds of thousands of troops on the field, as if he had a trace of disdain.

Declare war!

Fight alone and challenge the most powerful person in Bei Qin.

If the duel between two people can solve the problem, no one will make a big fight and fight with the lives of countless living monks.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of Northern Qin monks were silent.

The senior monks of the Northern Qin Dynasty all turned their attention to the three great monks and Yang Fan.

At this moment, these are the only people who are qualified to fight with the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

The other high-level Nascent Souls have almost no chance of winning.

However, more eyes were frozen on the figure of the great legend.

In the Peacock Temple, 100,000 barbarian monks, including the three great masters, all held their breath.

Dead silence.

Countless barbarian monks even shed tears.

They deeply understand that Lord Demon Emperor is making final efforts for the fate of countless creatures and monks.

He tried to use his personal power to resolve the danger of genocide.

"Is the decisive battle? Mr. Yang hasn't played such a game for a long time..."

Yang Fan's face was calm, his eyes were calm, and he murmured to himself.

"Hahaha... Isn't there anyone in the entire Northern Qin Dynasty who dares to fight alone with me?"

The sneer of the Black Wind Demon Emperor spread throughout the audience.

This made hundreds of thousands of monks in the Northern Qin Dynasty look ugly.

Yes, is there really no one in the Northern Qin Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance able to compete with it?

No, there must be some.

More eyes were directed at the legendary man who was always calm.

Suddenly, the Black Wind Demon Emperor's eyes swept towards the man who was gathering in everyone's eyes: "Yang Fan, you are not even better than me in the first time in the ancient Liang City. Today, in front of our tribe's temple, do you dare to fight?"

Do you dare to fight?

The Black Wind Demon Emperor declared war directly on Yang Fan.

Wow!

The Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin were in an uproar, their blood was boiling, and their fighting spirit increased greatly, and they were full of expectations.

They firmly believe that the man who turned the battle of fate with his own strength would not disappoint everyone's expectations.

At the same time, in the Peacock Temple, countless monks flew into the air to pay attention to this far-reaching moment.

The senior officials of the Northern Qin Dynasty understood that if Yang Fan did not accept the challenge, his soul figure would be greatly reduced and would also cause the morale of hundreds of thousands of monks to fall.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor also knew very well that in the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance, only Yang Fan could share the same fate with him.

"Your Excellency the Demon Emperor, what a clever method."

Yang Fan spoke slowly, then flew to the sky, looking back and swept towards the army of hundreds of thousands of monks: "I wonder if Yang can represent the entire Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin, and fight here? The victory or defeat will be determined by this battle."

The field was dead silent at first.

But the next moment, the army of hundreds of thousands of monks issued a shout that shocked the sky and the earth: "Yes!!"

Yes! Of course, no! Countless voices turned into torrents, gathering the voices of hundreds of thousands of monks.

It represents their expectations, their beliefs, and their passionate fighting spirit.

At this moment, Yang Fan's prestige was elevated to an unparalleled level.

The voices of hundreds of thousands of monks shook the clouds in the sky, and the spiritual wishes of countless people were condensed here.

Suddenly, Yang Fan felt that his spiritual fighting spirit had risen to an unprecedented peak.

The three great monks looked a little ugly, but they also nodded to Yang Fan to agree to the matter.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor stood at a high altitude, facing the torrent and fighting spirit of the voices of hundreds of thousands of monks, his mind trembled slightly.

Whoosh~~

The green light flowed around Yang Fan, flew to the sky, confronting the Black Wind Demon Emperor from afar.

At this moment, even though he did not step on the ground, his feet were surrounded by yellow light waves that were hard to see in the naked eye.

In the middle of the promotion, his dependence on the earth was reduced a little.

Calm and heavy, elegant and natural, two completely different auras rippled on Yang Fan for the first time.

Under the utmost desire of hundreds of thousands of monks, Yang Fan felt his spiritual mood and faintly touched a familiar level.

Yes, that is the heavenly mode.

Since practicing the Immortal Hong Jue, Yang Fan has experienced three levels of heaven and man.

Every time, he will make a breakthrough on the spiritual level.

Unfortunately, this time it was during the war, and it was impossible to return to nature and missed an opportunity.

However, if it were not for the background of this environmental atmosphere, Yang Fan would not have touched this level again.

The black wind Demon Emperor's pupils contracted, and at this moment, Yang Fan actually gave himself an illusion that he was as vast as heaven and earth.

If you can really enter this realm completely, in Heluo's words, it is more than enough to surround the human world.

At some point, Yang Fan even closed his eyes and felt that level more deeply.

But how could the Black Wind Demon Emperor make him happy?

"In today's battle, the fate of countless monks and creatures is so important. Fellow Daoist Yang must be cautious."

As soon as the Black Wind Demon Emperor finished speaking, a black strange wind blew up within a radius of a hundred feet, tearing everything up.

The green light flow and earth-colored light flow around Yang Fan swayed and turbulently, and suddenly dimmed, as if a candle in a storm would be extinguished at any time.

He suddenly opened his eyes and kicked the void with one foot. A wave of earth-colored light shook, fighting with the black monster wind.

The black monster wind was immediately weakened, but the Black Wind Demon Emperor was unique and profound, and the inherited cloak behind it slightly swelled, bringing this power to its limit.

Swish! Swish!

He walks like a ghost, moves like lightning in the black wind, making people dizzy.

Yang Fan took out the Pengyu fan and waved it "slap", and the golden fan shadow annihilated the strange wind wherever it passed.

For some reason, Yang Fan was just a passive defense, still and still.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor launched a continuous attack on him, and all of them were resolved one by one by one.

At one moment, the Pengyu Fan even disassembled and turned into sharp golden blades, rotating around Yang Fan, shattering the attack of the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor noticed Yang Fan’s abnormality.

The other party seemed to want to take this opportunity to touch a brand new spiritual level.

No, you must stop him.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor hand *** showed a black and wiped pocket, and suddenly injected magic power.

Suddenly, a storm roared around him, black light shrouded, and everything was pulled into that pocket.

Yang Fan was shocked. The pocket in the other party's hand was obviously an excellent ancient treasure with extremely powerful magical powers.

He stood in the air, his body moving faintly towards his pocket.

If you stand in place and resist with the help of the gods, no one will be able to resist it.

After all, it is a single magical power contained in an ancient treasure.

Swish!

The silver light of Xiangyun boots under Yang Fan's feet trembled, and he quickly escaped from the mysterious pocket.
To be continued...