The saint general is a respectable enemy. The great defeat at that time caused them to lose all their prestige, otherwise their current status would definitely not be worse than that of the three masters.

The monsters in the ten directions also had difficulties in their hearts at this moment. They had just tried their best to break the supreme formation, but their strength had not been fully restored. At this moment, they had to deal with tricky figures like the Saint General. Even if there were only two, they had to wait for the battle.

"roar……"

As the roar continued to sound, all the monsters in the ten directions revealed their huge bodies, causing the demonic energy to fill the sky and cover the entire sky.

"Is this the ancestor? So powerful..."

The revealing of the original body immediately made the demon beasts of the hundreds of races below become excited. The monsters in the ten directions have always been their beliefs, while the demon king is completely like a god.

"The power is still there, but I don't know how many layers of your power are left!"

Faced with the monstrous breath, the two saints just smiled coldly.

At that time, only eight were left behind by the eighteen saints, but all of them were elites, at least ten times stronger than before.

"roar……"

With another roar, the battle between the two finally officially began. A silver spear appeared in the hand of the Holy General, wearing a white robe, which looked extremely cool.

Of course, their spears and white robe are not just for good looks, but their function is to be close to the level of the heavenly soldiers, that is, the level of the heavenly sword in Ye Fan's hand.

The sharp aura of the silver spear is enough to rival the light of ten thousand swords. It is called a holy spear, while the white robe is a holy garment, which can resist almost all attacks.

The aura of the Saint General did not leave the legendary realm, but his strength surpassed at least a hundred legendary realm powerhouses, which was his horror.

"Clang clang clang!"

The holy gun shot on the bodies of monsters in the ten directions, and a metal-like explosion sounded directly, and the collision was fierce.

"Boy, I'll give you the last chance to tell me whereabouts of my daughter and leave you with all your body!"

Xia Shiming's attention at this moment was almost entirely on Ye Fan, and he was confident in the battle of the Holy General.

"Xia Shiming, I didn't expect that you still think about your daughter now. If you can defeat me, I will tell you!"

Ye Fan was a little moved by Xia Shiming. This father was not bad, but unfortunately his daughter couldn't be a human being. In the end, it was Xia Shiming's own responsibility.

"Hmph, I've long wanted to fight with you guys!" Xia Shiming snorted coldly, thinking that Ye Fan was still as he had before.

"Haha, come here!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly and fought against Xia Shiming. For him, he was just a playful game. Now his strength is a bit embarrassing. He is stronger than the holy soldiers, but weaker than the holy general. Therefore, he cannot help the monsters in the ten directions. He can only find trouble for Xia Shiming for the time being.

"Xia's ancient pride, thunder killing fist!"

Xia Shiming did not dare to underestimate Ye Fan, and directly used his most powerful martial arts.

"Shit!"

Countless thunder began to appear on its fists, with harsh sounds coming out, and a domineering force emerged and spread towards Ye Fan.

"Brush!"

Ye Fan's clothes were dancing all over his body at this moment. The Thunder Killing Fist was not only powerful, but also had the power of a storm.

"go!"

Xia Shiming finally attacked, and he turned into a huge thunder and slashed towards Ye Fan in the front.

"I have even withstood the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, are you still afraid of your mere Thunder Killing Fist?"

Although his aura was very powerful, Ye Fan had no slightest concern and muttered himself, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

"puff!"

The fist, which was radiating the power of thunder, was accurately grabbed by Ye Fan in his hand. At the same time, he squeezed it gently and with a slight sound, Xia Shiming's fist turned into a blood mist, and the entire arm gradually dissipated.

"This...you..."

Xia Shiming was in pain, his face full of surprise and ferocious expressions.

"You were no match for me at the beginning, let alone now!"

Ye Fan's face was always plain, and his aura began to appear, which was completely different from Xia Shiming.

"So you have reached the legendary realm, you are playing tricks on me!"

Xia Shiming suddenly felt a sense of aggrievance and shouted at the holy soldier behind him: "Hurry up, catch this kid for me, don't kill him first. This is what the goddess said about Ye Fan. I want to torture him well!"

No one from the rear saints answered Xia Shiming's words, but they all rushed towards Ye Fan when they heard the sound. Because of Ye Fan's name, they were well-known, the man named by the goddess himself.

"You are the strong men raised by that woman? I really want to know!"

Ye Fanzhen didn't expect Meng Li to have such ability, and was also very curious about the strength of these holy soldiers.

"Brush!"

They called out long swords with faint light, neatly and in a cold manner.

These long swords are known as holy swords. Although they are not as powerful as holy guns, they are also extremely powerful spiritual weapons.

At this moment, all the holy swords were slashing at Ye Fan at the same time, with full murderous intent.

Because the goddess said before that Ye Fan must be killed.

"No help yet!"

No matter how powerful Ye Fan was, he could not fight against a hundred people. He immediately shouted at the evil people behind who were still watching the show.

These people really have no conscience. If Ye Fan did not ask, they would never help.

If it weren't for the oath made by the black turtle for them, it might have been gone at this moment.

Therefore, Ye Fan does not need to cherish such people, and it is also necessary to let them fight against the holy soldiers to the death.

"Kill!"

In response to the oath that the demon clan should not betray, the three hundred evil men rushed towards the five hundred holy soldiers, and the greater melee began.

The strength of the holy soldiers is uniform, basically around the third level of the legendary realm, and Ye Fan can fight ten with one.

The strength of the evil people is a bit uneven. The number of three hundred is not inferior to that of five hundred holy soldiers, and it is still vaguely suppressed.

In the air, the strength of the monsters in the ten directions is not optimistic. Almost all of their power in the memory of ten thousand years is consumed in the battle with the Lord of Evil. At this moment, they are obviously unable to do anything to fight against the two saint generals.

Ye Fan knew that their true strength was not only that, and it was even stronger than before, but now it was the reality that the monsters in the ten directions had no time to recover. If they were defeated, the demon clan would lose all the way.

Ye Fan gradually understood the reason why the goddess Mengli didn't appear by herself. She didn't want to see Ye Fan a little, and confidence was a more important point.

Two saint generals and five hundred holy soldiers are enough to destroy the ungrown demon clan and smash all Ye Fan's recent efforts to pieces.

Gradually, Ye Fan began to experience Meng Li's terrifying side, and everything was in her planning. The Monkey King's previous words questioned Ye Fan were nothing wrong.

However, there are unexpected events in the world and people will have good fortune and good fortune every day. In the end, some things are unpredictable, just like Ye Fan's hope that has been ignited, will never be extinguished in certain environments.

"My friend Ye Fan, I'll help you."

When the war was in full swing, two monstrous auras suddenly appeared in the distance of the endless mountains. The aura was dark and deep, but the words were very warm. (To be continued)
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