Chapter 892: A Lot of Harvest, the End of the Emperor-Level Battle!

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Of the three powerful Xeons on the bright side in Jinghua City, only Sima Xuefeng had the chance to join the battle.

Mei Cailan and Gu Yang, two emperor-level peaks, and some other emperor-level masters were deliberately left in the city by Lan Yuanqing, guarding the rear, in case there were monsters attacking from east to west, and then surprise Jinghua City from other directions .

Therefore, the number of peak human emperors participating in the encirclement and suppression of these forty ordinary demon emperors this time is limited, only Sima Xuefeng, Changsun Jiaci, Shangguan Zhizhen and Tian Zhengyang.

The rest of the emperor-level fighters are mostly sixth- and seventh-level martial emperors, and they can only hunt and kill some low-level demon emperors who are comparable to them.

Therefore, after looking for the emperor-level battle for so long, all the demon emperors were still not completely wiped out. In the end, there were still nine ninth-level demon emperors left.

It's just that no one thought that the last nine emperor-level monsters, whose strength was almost at the peak, would die in Yang Fan's hands so easily and like a joke.

It feels like a dream, right?

All the surviving emperor-level fighters gathered here soon, staring at Yang Fan and the big dog at Yang Fan's feet that was devouring the emperor-level demon corpse.

"It's not a dream, these nine hardest bones are actually all dead! Even the dead bodies have already been fed to the dogs!"

"Who can tell me what happened just now? Why does this old man seem to see Dr. Yang Fan wielding a sword to slay demons, and how awesome is he to slay the Nine Emperors with one sword?!"

"It should have inspired the emperor-level spirit treasure. I sensed Chairman Sima's sword aura around here. I didn't expect that Chairman Sima would be so awesome, and the emperor-level spirit treasure refined would be so powerful!"

"..."

Many people unconsciously turned their attention to Sima Xuefeng, feeling that the president of the Martial Arts Association had hidden his secrets before.

Even the emperor-level spirit treasure she refined can kill nine emperor-level monsters with one sword, so wouldn't she be even more awesome.

But in the battle with the nine level nine demon emperors just now, although Sima Xuefeng was strong, she was far from showing her strong courage and ability to kill the nine emperors with a sword.

Sensing the strange gazes from the surrounding emperors,

Sima Xuefeng glanced at Yang Fan resentfully again.

have to!

It seemed that this pot was destined to fall on her, Sima Sanniang, the kind that couldn't be shaken off.

Now no one would believe that this kid, Yang Fan, who was only half a step into the King Realm, could use the power of the Emperor-level Spirit Treasure to unleash a strength far beyond the peak of the Emperor-level.

So this pot can only be carried by her. Who told Yang Fan that what she just inspired came from the emperor-level spirit treasure she refined?

Facing the questioning gazes cast by many comrades-in-arms, Sima Xuefeng could only nod subtly, pretending to be high-key, with the arrogant attitude of an old lady who wanted to keep a low profile but her strength did not allow it.

In this way, although some emperor-level warriors would complain, they complained that Sima Xuefeng had such a strong strength but did not explode in advance, causing several emperor-level warriors among them to die tragically.

However, more of them are still admiring and awed by Sima Xuefeng's powerful strength. At least in the future, when these people want to provoke Sima Xuefeng or the Martial Arts Association, they will inevitably feel a little timid in their hearts.

To Sima Xuefeng, this was not a bad thing.

Yang Fan took advantage of the time when these bigwigs were all in a daze, and quietly used the temptation of the soul twice around, until there was no more source of the soul in the account, and then quietly stopped.

There are a total of forty-six demon emperor beast souls, as well as the soul origins of five human emperors, all of which were collected by Yang Fan into his own soul origins.

"It's a lot of harvest, this trip is not in vain!"

Glancing at the origin of the fifty-one segment of soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, Yang Fan almost salivated.

He hasn't decided how to arrange the five souls of Emperor Wu of the human race. After all, they are all martyrs. It seems a bit inhumane to refine them into pills rashly, and it doesn't fit Yang Fan's majestic and upright temperament.

But the original results of the souls of the other forty-six demon emperors are already doomed, and entering the demon refining furnace will be their best destination.

Thinking that in the near future, there will be a large number of emperor-level soul-refining pills and emperor-level soul-refining gold pills, Yang Fan feels very happy.

"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!"

At this time, Ling Tian who had been guarding Yang Fan's side suddenly started to cry out in pain, but it was Ye Hanshuang who stretched out his hands and grabbed his ear, and twisted it violently, so that the root of the ear was so hanging that he didn't tear it off directly.

"Little uncle, it hurts! It hurts! Be gentle, I know I'm wrong, can't you?!"

Ling Tian gasped in pain, but he didn't dare to use his kung fu to break free.

Although his cultivation is far superior to Ye Hanshuang, but this time he made a mistake first, and Ye Hanshuang is his elder, if he dares to hide, the fruit behind will definitely be even worse.

After all, although the little master couldn't beat him, if the master wanted to deal with him, he would be sure to deal with it.

"You still know that you are wrong? Who gave you the courage to bring Yang Fan to such a dangerous place?"

Ye Hanshuang said anxiously: "He is still a child, he is ignorant and you are ignorant? This is an emperor-level battlefield, and there are nine-level demon emperors everywhere. If there is any danger, even you can't stop it!" , let alone a half-step king like Yang Fan!"

"If something unexpected happens to Yang Fan here, I'll see how you explain it to your senior brother, Professor Gu, and the others!"

The corners of Ling Tian's mouth twitched: "Little uncle, I can't blame me for this, it's Junior Brother Yang Fan who insisted on coming here, if I don't lead the way, it will only be more dangerous for him to force his way!"

"Besides, it's all right now. You've seen the situation just now. It's not that Junior Brother Yang Fan doesn't have the slightest backhand power. If he launches a rush, even the peak emperor level can't stop him!"

Ling Tian's last words were sincere.

Others don't know exactly what happened just now, but wouldn't he still be unclear if he had experienced it himself?

Nine hundred and ninety-nine times the ultimate gravitational coercion, even if it is exerted on the peak demon emperor, he will be greatly affected, and in conjunction with Sima Xuefeng's seal in the emperor-level spirit treasure just now, even the emperor-level peak The most powerful sword style that can break through the defense is definitely to kill the god when you meet the god, and kill the Buddha when you meet the Buddha.

Now, if anyone dares to say that Yang Fan is as weak as a little white rabbit in front of Ling Tian, ​​Ling Tian will want to sneer at him. Your little white rabbit can kill nine ninth-level emperors with one sword?

"You still dare to talk back? You've got some skills, right?" Ye Hanshuang couldn't help but increase his strength: "That's because President Sima's emperor-level spirit treasure is powerful. Does it have anything to do with Yang Fan?"

"no……"

"It's not, it's not, my mother said it was it, and if you have an opinion, I will keep it for my mother! Now I just ask you, is it wrong? Do you admit it?"

Ye Hanshuang interrupted Ling Tian's words in an incomparably domineering voice, and with more force in his hand, the pain made Ling Tian gasp.

"I admit it! I'm wrong, isn't it okay?"

Ling Tian quickly raised his hands in surrender, reasoning with the little uncle, he has never won.

And he is not an idiot, he can clearly see that Ye Hanshuang is deliberately covering up the matter of the gravity field for Yang Fan, if he dares to say more, his ears may be pulled off by the little uncle.

"It's alright, alright, everyone don't want to stay here anymore, Dr. Yang Fan is fine, you don't have to worry anymore."

Sima Xuefeng, who had just intimidated the heroes, said softly, "Now, the uninjured people are starting to clean up the battlefield. The battle outside is not completely over yet, we have to leave here immediately!"

Everyone heard the words, nodded in agreement at the same time, and quickly dispersed to collect the monster cores of those emperor-level monsters and some relatively precious blood essence materials.

As for collecting the remaining corpses, everyone consciously threw them not far from Yang Fan.

Because everyone noticed just now that Yang Fan's big dog seemed to have an abnormal appetite. It could swallow the thousand-ton corpse of the ninth-level demon emperor in three or two bites.

Seeing that Yang Fan seemed to be feeding the big dog on purpose, they certainly didn't mind using the waste, and sending the remaining mutilated emperor corpses to the big dog's mouth could be regarded as a good sale in front of Yang Fan. Make an impression.

Sure enough, seeing so many corpses of demon emperors being delivered to him by all the domain masters, Yang Fan smiled happily and bowed his hands repeatedly to express his thanks.

Because of the urgency of the matter, these emperor-level bosses only roughly divided and collected some of the monster cores and part of the blood essence of these demon emperors, and the collection was not complete.

This is cheap. Yang Fan secretly performed the intermediate harvesting technique, and harvested a large amount of emperor-level meat, blood, and all kinds of bones, fur-level tiger penis and other good treasures.

Soon, the corpses of the monsters were disposed of, and the corpses of the human warriors were all carefully restrained. Everyone gathered in front of Yang Fan and Sima Xuefeng again, watching Yang Fan heal the wounded emperor. suffering, and seeing that big dog gobbling up those forty-three demon emperor corpses like a bottomless pit.

Because Yang Fan had healed these injured Emperor Wu several times during the battle before, there were not many seriously injured people, and the healing was very fast.

In only three to five minutes, Yang Fan completely healed the five slightly injured emperor-level warriors.

At this time, Dahei also finished its devouring work, and after yelling at Yang Fan, he turned into the image of a little milk dog, slipped into Yang Fan's arms, and fell asleep soundly.

Everyone couldn't help but marvel again, what kind of breed is this black lion dog? It ate the corpses of forty-three emperor-level monsters in one go, and didn't even burp. It is definitely the best of the rice bucket!

"Okay, this combat mission has been completed, everyone go out!"

"After going out, quickly cull the remaining remaining monsters, make a quick decision, and leave no one behind!"

In the end, Sima Xue was the first to raise his hand to cut through the space under an order, and led Yang Fanling Tian and the others directly out of the space battlefield and returned to the wild.