Chapter 1890 Kill Mingxuan

"Kill me? Even if you get the power of this Luoying Formation, you can't kill me. Why do you have to deceive yourself?"

After hearing this, Mingxuan burst into laughter, but there was a deeper anger hidden in his heart.

"Boom boom boom!"

Ye Fan did not answer his words, but only used the falling sky sword to express his attitude, which made Ming Xuan's resistance more and more difficult.

"Stop doing useless work. Look at the situation at this moment. I can kill your youth army in a short time without leaving any armor. What can only be left with you and these more than 300 people?"

While resisting, Ming Xuan attacked Ye Fan, looking for an opportunity to relax.

As long as Ye Fan is relaxed, he will have the opportunity to destroy Luoying's formation. At that time, killing Ye Fan will be effortless.

He could not kill Ye Fan at this moment. After all, he had only been a few days, and his recovery was not at the peak of his past.

"Is that true? You will understand soon!"

After hearing this, Ye Fan's lips appeared with a sneer, which was quite confident.

"kindness?"

Ming Xuan suddenly felt a strange look from these words and looked at the youth team below.

Although Jinchang City was destroyed by him, these young disciples, including those city troops, did not become depressed, but became stronger, which was inconsistent with the current situation.

"Mr. Mingxuan, something is not good. The five ancient tribes suddenly emerged on the left and right sides, at least 800,000 people, and are now surrounding us!"

After a moment, just as Ming Xuan was in a stalemate became more and more difficult, a deputy general suddenly reported it urgently.

"What? Five Ancient Clans!"

Hearing this, Ming Xuan's expression changed and he suddenly reacted. He looked at Ye Fan with his eyes gradually brightening, "You actually gathered all the people in the prehistoric land?"

"Yes, today's situation should be that you were killed and you were disguised. Until the end, you will be left alone!"

Ye Fan replied in Mingxuan's own words.

"This is impossible!"

When Ming Xuan thought of this scene, his face changed wildly, and the power of resistance seemed to be a little stronger.

However, this could not break the deadlock between the two. Ye Fan's power seemed to be continuous, while Ming Xuan's heavenly spirit power was gradually decreasing.

"Well, I won't bother you too much today. I will kill you next time I will come!"

In desperation, Ming Xuan once again developed a desire to retreat.

The dispatch of these millions of people was not easy, so they would be sacrificed if they were to fight, and Ming Xuan would definitely lose all his face.

The prehistoric land is so big that although he is an unrivaled powerhouse in the realm, he alone slaughtered the prehistoric land, and he will be able to go to the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month.

"The youth team obeys the order and strives to chase and kill the disciples of the Netherworld with all their might. They can kill as much as they can, and strive to drive them to the east and west."

After hearing this, Ye Fan immediately ordered.

This was a pursuit of victory, and at the same time he also avenged a small revenge for the innocent dead millions of people in Jinchang City.

"You... are sinister!"

After hearing this, Ming Xuan was furious and immediately reminded many disciples of the Netherworld, "Go back the same way, hurry!"

If you are really attacked by the youth team and the eighty-hundred-thousand-year-old disciples, then the millions of disciples of the Netherworld clan will really not be able to leave.

"Mingxuan, next time I meet, I will make you pay the price!"

He realized that Ming Xuan was gradually retreating, and Ye Fan did not chase him because the power of Luoying formation was not enough to defeat the person in front of him.

At the same time, this is not the power he has.

"Haha, Luoying's formation! Next time I come here, I will definitely break it, you can wait!"

After hearing this, Mingxuan sneered, not caring about Ye Fan's oath. At this moment, what he hated the most was Luoying formation.

Without this formation today, Ye Fan would have died long ago, and the youth team may have been killed and defeated.

"brush!"

After saying that, Mingxuan turned into a black light and left the battle, disappeared in front of Ye Fan and others. The disciples of Netherworld also retreated most of the time in this short period of time.

Ming Xuan was very smart and left behind 50,000 disciples to fight fiercely, deliberately delaying Ye Fan's youth team, allowing them to sacrifice and save more disciples' lives.

"Sir, should you chase me?"

After destroying these 50,000 people, Xu An came to Ye Fan and asked.

"Forget it, it's a good thing to be so anxious about Ming Xuanfei!"

Ye Fan looked at the Netherworld disciple who had already left and shook his head.

"Let the team rest and count the casualties to me!"

The white light on Ye Fan's body gradually dissipated, and his tone became a little tired.

"yes!"

Xu An looked at Ye Fan with respect and retreated.

Qing Shiyu and the two girls came to Ye Fan's side as soon as possible. Looking at Ye Fan's slightly pale face, their beautiful eyes were filled with heartache.

For the prehistoric land, Ye Fan, the young leader, really paid too much and faced death twice in succession.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

Ye Fan comforted them, and at the same time came to Jinchang City as soon as possible.

At this moment, Jinchang City was devastated, but the square of the city lord's mansion was still well preserved because there were 300 elite soldiers here.

Rather than saying that Ye Fan forced Mingxuan back this time, it would be better to say that the three hundred people joined forces to force Mingxuan back.

The Luoying Formation, three hundred elites, Lai Zhiqing and Ge Guangyi played a crucial role and saved everyone, including Ye Fan.

"It's up to you this time, thank you!"

Ye Fan thanked everyone personally.

"You must not do this, you are all for the prehistoric land and for this heavenly realm!"

The three hundred elites all looked pale and obviously felt a little weak, but at this moment there was an excited smile on their faces.

Because they succeeded, everyone became heroes.

"Ye Fan, you have suffered a serious injury, so you might as well have a good rest. I will ask Yun Xuanxi to find a way to get them back quickly to deal with Ming Xuan's next arrival!"

Lai Zhiqing walked up and looked at Ye Fan.

From the depths of her beautiful eyes, a trace of concern can be seen.

Ye Fan nodded, but did not leave, but was waiting in the square.

At this moment, he was in a bad spirit and needed a rest urgently, but some things must be dealt with to avoid chaos in the youth team.

"Sir, the number of people has come out. In this battle, 100,000 people have died and 200,000 are severely damaged. The Netherworld disciples are only a lot more than us!"

Xu An soon arrived at the street in the square.

"I get it, let them all have a good rest!"

After hearing this, Ye Fan felt a little anxious and nodded.

This number is more than he expected. The appearance of the son of Netherworld, Ming Xuan, has boosted the morale of Netherworld disciples, and is not as easy to deal with as before.

"Sir, Master!"

Jinshan was covered in blood and came to worship Ye Fan. His turbid eyes were filled with tears.

"Lord Jincheng, I'm sorry, I failed to protect Jinchangcheng!"

Ye Fan said with some pain.

"Sir, how dare I blame you? I have protected Jinchang City for a lifetime. I didn't expect... I only hope that the leader can avenge him, kill Mingxuan, and give justice to these millions of creatures!"

Jinshan knelt down on the tunnel with a thud.

"Lord Jin City, please get up quickly, I promise you that you will kill Mingxuan before leaving the prehistoric land."
Chapter completed!