I just want to save people quietly

Chapter 612 Desperately
"Break it for me." No matter what method Zhao Yifan uses, he will break it open.

"boom"

There was another violent crash.

This time the old man didn't get what he wanted, the seven-star formation formed by the seven fire pillars directly blocked the old man's attack.

"Damn it, this kid really hides his clumsiness." Before, Zhao Yifan had no resistance at all and was crushed all the way, but now!It is not good news for the old man that he has the strength to compete with himself.

The old man is also a decisive person. Knowing the situation at this time, if he doesn't use some means, the situation will become more and more unfavorable to him.

The old man gritted his teeth, and suddenly a black flame appeared on the old man's body.

"What's the situation? Could it be that you've been forced to play self-immolation?" Seeing the old man in front of him was wrapped in a mass of black flames, Zhao Yifan was taken aback, and the old man's expression became weird.

"Even if you can't beat yourself, don't do this!"

"It's not good, the God of Plague has woken up." Qi Ling said suddenly when he was teasing the old man.

Qi Ling's words made Zhao Yifan startled for a moment, and then his face changed.

Don't wake up early, don't wake up late, but wake up at this time, isn't this causing trouble for yourself?This made Zhao Yifan very depressed.

But there is no way, since the God of Plague has woken up, he has to face it.

"Didn't you say that you can suppress the God of Plague? Then you should quickly suppress the God of Plague." Zhao Yifan said hastily. "I can't help you right now."

"I'm trying to suppress it now. The God of Plague is a little different this time, and its power is very strong." Qi Ling said in a solemn tone. "After you clean up the other party, come and help me."

What does Qi Ling think a semi-holy powerhouse is, a cat or a dog on the side of the road?Say kill, kill.

Don't you see that it is already very difficult for you to fight against the semi-holy powerhouse?Even asking myself to help it is easy to say.

Anger is anger, Zhao Yifan can still distinguish the priorities.

If the God of Plague really breaks through the seal, I am afraid that the whole of China will usher in a catastrophe, so no matter what, the God of Plague cannot be allowed to break through the seal. Thinking of this, Zhao Yifan's eyes flashed with determination.

"Persist for a while, and I'll deal with the other party." Zhao Yifan knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

After talking to Qi Ling, Zhao Yifan bit his finger and squeezed out a drop of blood.

With a flick of the finger, the drop of blood flew into the seven-star formation.

Soon, the seven-star formation absorbed the drop of blood, and the entire seven-star formation suddenly emitted a dazzling red light.

"combine"

Under Zhao Yifan's handprint, the seven pillars of fire suddenly joined together, and then Zhao Yifan's eyes froze. "town."

Under Zhao Yifan's handprint, a pillar of fire fell directly from the sky, pressing down on the old man.

"Break it for me." Seeing the pillar of fire falling from the sky, even the old man felt a bit of pressure, but the old man was not afraid, and punched the pillar of fire directly with black flames.

"boom"

When the fist and the pillar of fire collided, there was an astonishing explosion sound immediately.

Surprisingly, no matter whether it was the old man or Huozhu, neither of them could do anything about it, and they just became deadlocked like this.

The golden flames and the black flames would not give in to each other, they charged at each other.

"Break it for me." The old man's eyes flashed with black light, and he yelled directly.

The black flames on the old man's body suddenly became vigorous, and actually suppressed the golden flames faintly.

"What kind of flame is this black flame? It's so powerful." Zhao Yifan suddenly discovered that the quality of the black flame was no worse than his own, which surprised Zhao Yifan.

"This is the Nine Nether Demon Flame." Qi Ling quickly reminded. "This is the flame used by the God of Plague back then. You'd better be careful. If you get infected, you will lose half your life if you don't die."

Hearing Qi Ling's reminder, Zhao Yifan's heart was also full of shock.

No wonder it was able to resist his flames. It turned out to be the flames used by the God of Plague, so that's no wonder.

Zhao Yifan was also a little more wary of the flames on the old man's body.

No matter how powerful the flames on the old man were, Zhao Yifan would suppress the old man in the shortest possible time.

Zhao Yifan's eyes shone with a golden light, and then quickly formed handprints.

Under the current handprint, a huge sword filled with golden flames suddenly appeared in front of him, and under Zhao Yifan's handprint, it directly slashed at the old man.

Before the giant sword fell, the old man felt a threat.

This is not good news for the old man.

The old man's face became more dignified, and there was a trace of determination in his eyes.

The news of Zhao Yifan was not as difficult to deal with, but the old man had no choice now.

"what!"

The old man suddenly yelled, and then he saw the black flames on the old man's body suddenly become more vigorous.

But the old man's body suddenly became shriveled.

"Do you want to work hard?" Seeing the old man's situation in his eyes, Zhao Yifan felt a little more dignified in his heart.

It seems that in order to resolve the battle as soon as possible, the old man is ready to go all out.

In this case, Zhao Yifan could only do his best, but it had to be seen whether it was the old man's fate or his own.

Zhao Yifan squeezed out another drop of blood, and with a flick of his finger, it landed on the giant sword.

After the giant sword absorbed Zhao Yifan's blood, dazzling red lights suddenly appeared on the giant sword, and its momentum became even more astonishing.

"Good boy, I underestimated you. Since you want to seek death, then I will fulfill you." Sensing the threat from the giant sword, the old man was also a little surprised.

"Break it for me."

The black flames on the old man exploded instantly, and the old man's body became like a skeleton.

However, the old man's aura was extremely terrifying, and even Zhao Yifan felt a lot of pressure.

With one punch, the old man shattered the pillar of fire on his head, and with a movement of his body, he killed Zhao Yifan.

"cut"

Zhao Yifan didn't flinch, but quickly formed his fingerprints.

Under Zhao Yifan's handprint, the giant sword directly slashed at the old man.

Now is the time to fight desperately. Whoever attacks first will have a great advantage.

And the one who is at a disadvantage is likely to lose his life.

It is already very good that Zhao Yifan can compete with semi-holy-level powerhouses to this extent, but in the final analysis, Zhao Yifan is only a heaven-level powerhouse, and there is still a big gap between him and the semi-holy level.

If it really compares the speed, the old man is slightly better. In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Zhao Yifan. He was not polite at all, and directly punched Zhao Yifan with black flames.

There was some determination in Zhao Yifan's eyes, and he didn't mean to avoid it. He directly controlled the giant sword and slashed at the old man.

If the old man couldn't kill him with one punch, Zhao Yifan beheaded the old man with a sword.

(End of this chapter)