Chapter 612 Bluebird

With a roar, many people in Zhaoyang Pass were shocked and looked at him, almost subconsciously engraving the masked boy in their hearts.

"Who is that!" Among the seven kings, some were also shocked by the boy: "The Heroes Alliance actually appointed a boy as the vanguard."

"No matter who it is, just kill him." The lion man replied. At this moment, he seemed to want to burn his boats: "Since we can't retreat, let's fight!"

"It's just a group of heroes. Even if we die, we will bite off a piece of his flesh!"

As he said, the lion man immediately stood up and turned into a huge nine-headed lion while rising into the air, roaring to the sky.

"Open the city gate and fight!"

Rumble.

As soon as the voice fell, the city gate was already opened. The other seven kings looked at each other, but they didn't hesitate for too long. They all rose into the air one by one.

The rebels came out of the city together, like waves, and the alliance army was also numerous. The collision between the two sides was like two rivers and mountains.

Fierce fighting broke out at this moment. Needless to say, the armies of the heroes were all first-class elites. They collided head-on and easily pushed the front line forward.

The battle of the king level was even more thrilling. The fighting power of the three kings, the King of Beidi, the King of Ming, and the King of Zhao, was very amazing. Each of them faced one of the seven kings. With a wave of their hands and feet, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and the clouds in the sky were scattered.

In addition to them, there were also other kings in the battlefield. Although their fighting power was not as good as the three kings of Beidi, they could also entangle one person each.

"Extinction!"

On the battlefield, Ye Fan was killing wantonly. With an extinction, he instantly cleared a large area of ​​traitors.

In the battle without the king level, the killing power he can exert now is terrifying.

"It's so refreshing." Exhaling a breath, Ye Fan carried his black sword and rushed to the rebels farther away again.

Surrounded by his army, Ye Fan had a rare opportunity to display his power.

Among the rebels, a strong man soon noticed Ye Fan. A tornado attacked, and then a glory-level beastmaster appeared, leading a giant dragon turtle, and ate the last blow that Ye Fan had originally chopped at the dense crowd.

"Which group are you from!"

Blocking Ye Fan, the beastmaster asked Ye Fan first: "Who gave you the courage to attack the temple!"

"It's as if your temple is something extraordinary." Ye Fan snorted coldly. Facing this glory-level beastmaster who seemed to be a high-ranking rebel, he did not want to ask for help, but slowly lowered his body.

"Hmm?" Seeing that Ye Fan did not want to avoid him, the beastmaster was a little surprised, "You, a star-level warrior, want to challenge me, a glory-level beastmaster?"

"Why not." Ye Fan replied, and at this moment, the light in his hand flashed.

"Beastmaster: Enchant."

"One solution: Release the origin."

The light flashed, and almost without any hesitation, Ye Fan released the first solution, and his light body flashed, and suddenly approached the glory-level beastmaster.

"What a big dog's guts." As a Glory Beastmaster, that person naturally couldn't let Ye Fan get close to him like this. With a wave of his hand, the dragon turtle blocked in front of him.

Boom.

After a heavy punch, the dragon turtle didn't move at all. The beastmaster smiled contemptuously and retreated. At the same time, two more beasts appeared, a steel armored Tyrannosaurus and a red dragon. Although they were not Glory-level, they were also high-star.

The three beasts perfectly stopped Ye Fan's advance. After several attempts, Ye Fan was hit by the dragon turtle's heavy artillery and was pushed back dozens of meters.

"You can't leave." Ye Fan didn't give in. He rushed over again, waving the heavy sword in his hand, and the light on his body flashed again.

"Second solution: Sword armor unfold!"

After the second solution was released, Ye Fan's strength once again increased dramatically. The long-lost dragon pupils lit up, and with a terrifying momentum, he suddenly swung out a final sound.

Boom!

A violent roar sounded, and the dragon turtle that was about to leave was heavily repelled by this sword. Although it was not injured, it shocked the honor-level beastmaster and quickly commanded the other two beastmasters to attack Ye Fan. At the same time, he let the dragon turtle join the battle in the gap.

He was obviously serious. The attack of the three beastmasters was seamless, and the order of skill release was also very suffocating and coherent.

Snap, snap.

After a while, Ye Fan was repelled again, and his footsteps dug two deep grooves on the ground.

"Glory level, really has some strength." Ye Fan exhaled a long breath, raised his head, and his eyes were full of fighting fire.

"Still fighting?" Seeing the fighting spirit in Ye Fan's eyes, the honor-level beastmaster was even more frightened at this moment. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he saw Ye Fan raised his hand again.

"Third solution: Boiling blood."

Rumble.

The sound rang out from Ye Fan, and the next moment, many people on the battlefield had a dull heartbeat in their heads.

Boom, boom, boom. The heartbeat was like substance, steady and powerful.

Everyone was surprised and couldn't find the source of the heartbeat. At this time, the Glory-level Beast Tamer opposite Ye Fan saw Ye Fan who was amplified again.

The light of the dragon pupil became brighter, like a fiery red round sun. This young-looking boy seemed to have something inexplicable burning on his body.

"Now, it should be enough." Ye Fan seemed indifferent to the surprise of the Glory-level Beast Tamer. At this moment, he felt the violent boiling power in his body and felt refreshed.

"Come again!"

Another heavy sword was slashed out, the same move, but the dragon turtle's resistance seemed much weaker, just after the collision, it rolled out.

The other two beasts hurriedly blocked, they were not honor-level, and were easily slapped away by Ye Fan's two swords.

"Dragon turtle, stop him!" The honor-level beastmaster was scared at this moment, commanding his trump beast to stop Ye Fan, but the dragon turtle just rushed up again, and Ye Fan's heavy sword smashed down, and actually directly smashed a crack in the dragon turtle's shell.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sword after sword, the cracks on the dragon turtle's shell became more and more, and finally, with a final sound, the turtle shell broke, and the dragon turtle was split in two by Ye Fan on the spot.

"Monster." The beastmaster was already sluggish, watching Ye Fan, who was like a god descending to the earth, walking towards him, for a moment, he even forgot to escape.

"Don't you know me?" Ye Fan walked slowly to the beastmaster and said in a deep voice: "We should have dealt with each other a lot before."

"How could I have dealt with someone like you?" The beastmaster answered subconsciously, but Ye Fan's words reminded him. He stared at Ye Fan's masked face and suddenly felt familiar.

Soon, it seemed like thunder exploded in his mind, and the beastmaster's face changed: "You, it's you!"

"You are the one who killed the young saint!"

"It's quite enlightening." Seeing that he recognized himself, Ye Fan smiled: "Now, you have the answer."

As he said, Ye Fan slowly raised the heavy sword in his hand, and the ghost of the dead enveloped the glorious beastmaster and knelt down weakly.

"It turned out to be you." The abrupt voice sounded in the battlefield, and then the air in the field seemed to freeze in an instant.

Ye Fan noticed something wrong, and the heavy sword fell casually, and as blood splashed, he looked to his side.

At some point, a man with a face that looked like a bird appeared there, staring at Ye Fan like an owl.

"I've seen you." Looking at this man, Ye Fan just frowned: "You are one of the seven people, you shouldn't be here."

"They can't trap me, let alone kill me." It was Bluebird who appeared. At this time, he recognized Ye Fan, and blue light flashed in his pupils: "I didn't expect that you are still alive."

After saying this, there was excitement in Bluebird's eyes: "If I take your body back, the Holy Lord won't blame me."

"Holy Lord." Hearing this name again, Ye Fan didn't have time to think about it. Looking at the bluebird in front of him, he was about to make a move, but found that the surrounding sounds were rapidly getting smaller, and at the same time, the light was also dissipating.

This was not that Ye Fan was killed instantly, it was obviously some strange means. Ye Fan just frowned, looked at the darkness surrounding him, and clenched the sachet in his hand.

"You have no chance to resist me."

The voice of the bluebird sounded at the last moment of the light, with an inexplicable weirdness.

"I will let you die in your dream."