The saints are worthy of respect as enemies, and the defeat at the beginning made them lose their prestige, otherwise their current status will definitely not be worse than that of the three.

The Shifang Monster Beast also had difficulties in his heart at this moment. It had just tried its best to break through the supreme array, and its strength had not been fully recovered. At this moment, they had to deal with such tricky characters as the holy general, even if there were only two, they had to be prepared.

"Roar...."

As the roars continued to sound, all the monster beasts in the ten directions revealed their huge bodies, making the sky full of monsters and covering the entire sky.

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

The revelation of the main body immediately agitated the monster beasts of the hundred races below. The monster beasts in the ten directions had always been the belief in their hearts, while the monster emperor was completely godlike.

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

Facing the monstrous breath, the two saints just smiled coldly.

At the beginning of the 18 saint generals, only eight were left, but all of them were among the elites, who were at least ten times stronger than before.

"Roar...."

Accompanied by another roar, the battle between the two finally officially started. A silver spear appeared in the hands of the saint, and a white robe was added to his body, which looked extremely cool.

Of course, their spears and white robes are not just for good-looking, their function is to reach the level of the heavenly soldiers, which is the level of the heavenly sword in Ye Fan's hand.

The sharp aura of the silver spear is comparable to the light of ten thousand swords. It is called the holy spear, and the white robe is the holy cloth, which can resist almost all attacks.

The breath of the saint did not leave the legendary realm, but his strength surpassed at least a hundred legendary powerhouses, and this was his horror.

"Qiangqiang!"

The holy gun shot on the body of the Shifang Monster Beast, and there was a direct metallic explosion sound, and the collision was intense.

"Boy, give you one last chance to tell the whereabouts of my daughter and leave your body!"

Xia Shiming's attention at the moment was almost entirely on Ye Fan's body, he was confident in the battle of the saint general.

"Xia Shiming, I didn't expect you to still think of your daughter until now. If you can beat me, I will tell you!"

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

"Hmph, I've long wanted to have a good fight with your kid!" Xia Shiming snorted coldly, thinking that Ye Fan was still the same as before.

"Hehe, let go!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly, and fighting Xia Shiming was just a game for him. Now his strength is a bit embarrassing, stronger than the holy soldiers, but weaker than the holy generals, so he can't help the monster beasts of the ten directions and can only find it for the time being. Xia Shiming's trouble.

"Xia's Gu Jue, Ben Lei kill boxing!"

Xia Shiming didn't dare to despise Ye Fan, and directly used the most powerful martial arts in his body.

"Chichichichi!"

Countless thunders began to appear on his fists, and there was a harsh sound, and a domineering force was derived, and it spread towards Ye Fan.

"Swipe!"

Ye Fan was dancing all over his clothes at the moment, and Ben Lei Shaquan was not only powerful, but also powerful in the wind.

"go with!"

Xia Shiming finally attacked, and saw that his whole body turned into a giant thunder, smashing towards Ye Fan.

"I have even carried the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and I'm afraid of your mere Ben Lei killing punch?"

Although his aura was very powerful, Ye Fan didn't have the slightest worry, he whispered to himself, and slowly extended his right hand.

"puff!"

Ye Fan’s fist, full of mighty thunder, was accurately grasped by Ye Fan. At the same time, he squeezed it lightly. With a soft sound, Xia Shiming’s fist turned into a blood mist, and his entire arm was gradually dissipating. .

"This...you..."

Xia Shiming was in pain, his face was full of surprise and hideous expression.

"In the beginning you were not my opponent, let alone now!"

Ye Fan's face had always been plain, and the aura on his body began to show up, completely different from Xia Shiming.

"It turns out that you have reached the legendary realm, you fool me!"

Xia Shiming's heart suddenly felt aggrieved, and he shouted at the sage soldiers behind: "Quickly, catch this kid for me, don't kill it yet, this is what the goddess said about Ye Fan, I will torture him!"

No one of the Saint Soldiers in the rear answered Xia Shiming's words, but they all rushed up to Ye Fan because of Ye Fan's name, the man who was personally named by the goddess.

"You are the strong men trained by that woman? I really want to know how to do it!"

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

"Swipe!"

A long knife with gloomy light was called out by them, neat and uniform, and cold.

These long knives are known as holy knives. Although not as powerful as holy spears, they are also extremely powerful spirit weapons.

At this moment, all the holy knives slashed towards Ye Fan at the same time, with full of killing intent.

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

"Don't help yet!"

No matter how powerful Ye Fan is, it is impossible to use one enemy and one hundred, and immediately shouted at the wicked people who were still watching the show.

These people really have no conscience. If Ye Fan doesn't ask, they will definitely not help.

If it weren't for the vows Xuangui gave them, it might have been all gone by now.

Therefore, Ye Fan doesn't need to cherish such a person, and it should be a life-and-death fight for them to fight the holy soldiers.

"Kill!"

In response to the vow not to betray the monster race, the three hundred wicked men rushed towards the five hundred holy soldiers, and the greater melee was started.

The strength of the saints is uniform, basically at the triple level of the legendary realm, and Ye Fan can beat ten.

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

In the air, the strength of the Shifang Monster Beasts was not optimistic. Almost all of their power in the memory of ten thousand years was consumed in the battle with the evil lord. At this moment, facing the two holy generals, it was obviously a little weak.

Ye Fan knows that their true strength does not stop there, even stronger than before, but now it is reality. The ten monster beasts have no time to recover. If they lose, the monster clan will lose all of them.

Ye Fan gradually understood the reason why the goddess Mengli didn't appear on her own. He didn't want to see that Ye Fan was a little bit, but self-confidence was more important.

Two saint generals and five hundred saint soldiers were enough to destroy the demon clan that hadn't grown yet, shattering all Ye Fan's recent efforts.

Gradually, Ye Fan began to realize the terrifying side of Mengli, everything was in her strategizing, and the Monkey King questioned Ye Fan's words, and nothing was wrong.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances and people will have misfortunes and blessings. In the end, there are some things that people cannot predict, just like Ye Fan's hope that has been ignited, and under certain circumstances, it will never go out.

"Little friend Ye Fan, let's help you."

When the war entered the white-hot, two monstrous breaths suddenly appeared in the distance of the endless mountain range, the breath was dark and deep, but the words made people feel warm.