At this moment, Xiao Fan looked more solemn than ever.

Even the first and second clones of War Thirty had never been the case before.

After all, he was only involved at the beginning, and the real main force was not him.

But now, he has to fight against the third clone alone, one can imagine the pressure on him.

boom!

The third clone didn't give Xiao Fan any chance to breathe, and came to the front in the blink of an eye, and slashed down.

Xiao Fan held a sword to resist, and his whole person fell into the sea like a meteor. The sea exploded and a huge vortex appeared.

Xiao Fan only felt that his body was about to split. Facing the breath of the thirty third clone, his golden blood was boiling, violently tossing, as if about to burn.

Above the sky, the third avatar has thick black hair, draped behind his shoulders, and the white clothes are fluttering, the dust is not stained, the look is cold and ruthless, and the eyes are as deep as vast.

The thirty third clone who lost the Great God Heaven is definitely his lifelong rival.

Xiao Fan stabilized his figure, his body trembled slightly, and his physical body was severely injured just after the blow.

This is just a blow.

Originally, Xiao Fan thought that he had broken through the Immortal King Hunyuan and already had the strength to fight the Immortal King Hongmeng.

But now it seems that his strength is only a little better than the ordinary Immortal King Hongmeng at best, but there is still a big gap with the powerhouses at the level of Thirty Third Clone.

"Not dead?"

The third clone grinned, and the blade in his hand was brilliant, shining like a flying fairy.

Xiao Fan's eyes were cold, this sword was a magic weapon of the Great God Heaven, he had seen it once before.

Originally, Xiao Fan dismissed it. At best, this sword was just an ordinary ancestor.

But now it seems that this knife is definitely not weaker than the ten magic weapons of the past.

That's right, this is Da Shentian's sword. If the rank is too low, how can he be used as a weapon by Da Shentian?

Although a powerful magic weapon cannot play a decisive role, it still greatly improves the strength of the cultivator.

"It seems that this knife is still too weak."

The third clone stretched out a hand, flicked the blade slightly, and made a clear and pleasant sound.

Its evil charm smiled, containing a kind of invincible domineering, as if the world dominates, overlooking all spirits.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Fan couldn't help but squeezed the hand of the Shura Sword tightly, his palms were sweating, he no longer knew how long he hadn't been under such a heavy pressure.

"Don't worry, soon, it doesn't hurt at all."

The third avatar smiled faintly, and the voice fell, and he slammed to Xiao Fan again, the blades bloomed, and Xiao Fan's eyes were pierced with pain.

Without hesitation, he raised the Shura sword and stood in front of him.

Cang!

With a thunderous sound, Xiao Fan was directly blasted out, and the hand holding the Shura sword exploded, and the blood mist splashed.

Strong!

too strong!

It's not a battle at the same level at all.

What's ridiculous is that he himself thought that the third clone was too weak, so he used Xianxian San against other Hongmeng Immortal Kings.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He knew that even if he had no reservations, he was definitely not the opponent of the third clone.

If you want to survive from its hands, you must rescue the angels of God and Taiyi Demon Ancestor and them.

However, the current situation is extremely unfavorable for him.

Even if he rescued God Angel and Taiyi Demon Ancestor and them, he would not be able to disperse the Qixian San in the air, and they would still be poisoned by that time.

If this problem can be solved, then there is no need to rescue the God Angel and Taiyi Demon Ancestor. Don't forget that the old tomb guard and the gods are endless, but they still stay in their own body world.

"Little friend, you go quickly."

At this moment, there was a loud roar from a distance, but it was an old man full of demonic energy, as if he tried his best to remind Xiao Fan: "You are not his opponent, even if you save us, you can't beat him."

Xiao Fan was silent, but in his mind he was thinking about how to dispel the Chuanxian San.

"Go? Can you go away?"

The third avatar smiled disdainfully, not to mention that Xiao Fan was just a Hunyuan Immortal King, even if it was Hongmeng Immortal King, what about?

It is also inevitable to become the ending of the soul under the sword.

Before the voice was over, the third clone took a step, tens of thousands of miles, and the speed was extremely fast.

The cold sword in his hand flickered, and the sword light fell like raindrops all over the sky.

Xiao Fan's eyes froze. Seeing that the light of the sword was about to overwhelm him, a figure suddenly appeared in the distance, a huge flame palm, and he slapped the third clone fiercely.

Thirty, the third clone's eyes condensed, and the knife quickly withdrew, and his body dodged to the side, avoiding the attack of the slap.

"There is even a back hand?" The third avatar glanced at Hunyuan Pilihuo slightly unexpectedly, then squinted his eyes and said, "Chaos fire?"

After speaking, he put out a palm, and the fairy light shot, and instantly pinched Hun Yuan's neck.

Xiao Fan's pupils shrank suddenly.

You know, Hunyuan Thunderbolt Fire is intangible, so it was so easily subdued by the thirty-third clone?

Its strength is far more terrifying than Huang Tian!

After all, Hunyuan Thunderbolt can fight Huang Tian head-on.

Boom!

Thirty, the third clone exerted a slight force, and the humanoid body of Hun Yuan's thunderbolt burst suddenly, turning into a sky full of flames that swept the sky.

After a breath, Hun Yuan's thunderbolt once again condensed into shape, gasping for breath, staring at the third clone in fear.

Since he possessed spiritual wisdom, he had never felt this way. It was the feeling of death.

"Boy, any other cards, please show them all, otherwise, you won't have a chance to use them."

Thirty, the third clone has an indifferent expression and extraordinary self-confidence.

He is not a lot of nonsense, but he is a little interested in Xiao Fan.

An ant in the Hunyuan Immortal King Realm was able to survive from his own hands over and over again.

After all, he is not the ancient one anymore, even among the Hongmeng Immortal King, he is one of the few in existence.

"You will see!" Xiao Fan's eyes were cold.

With a movement of thought, six figures suddenly appeared, enclosing the thirty-third clone in the center.

"Six Demon Shadows?" The expression of the third clone finally changed.

Almost at the same time, the six magic shadows were sealed at the same time, and a huge light curtain instantly enveloped the thirty-third clone.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation!

This is one of Xiao Fan's most powerful trump cards, and so far, he has been revealed for the first time in front of others.

It can be seen that the danger of his current situation has reached the highest in history.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation?" The third avatar showed a terrifying face. Under the suppression of this large array, he also felt a trace of pressure, at least unable to break free in a short time.

"You actually practiced six reincarnation celestial scriptures?"

"Xianfa: Reincarnation banned!"

Xiao Fan did not answer, but responded to the thirty-third clone with practical actions.

Suddenly, the celestial light of the six reincarnation formations flourished, and a huge six-pointed star appeared in the void, which firmly suppressed the thirty-third clone in it. "Do you think this will trap the immortal?" Thirty the third clone sneered, and her strength suddenly skyrocketed.