641 Battle

641 Battle

Li Fan and the others turned their heads at the same time, and saw a giant man more than two meters tall, who suddenly fell from the sky, and landed in front of them with a bang, smashing the cave and shaking the ground!

Li Fan was a little surprised, good guy, this man is as strong as a small iron tower, and his scale is amazing!

He fell in front of Li Fan, his body almost blocked Li Fan's line of sight, the light behind him was covered, and a feeling of darkness made people feel unhappy.

After the small iron tower fell, without further ado, he immediately stretched out his palm-sized hand and grabbed Li Fan!

Li Fan was also polite, and raised his hand to meet him, and the two of them slid back one meter at the same time.

The zhenqi was still fluctuating, and the stones on the surrounding walls fell down with a thud, and fell to the ground, splashing dust.

"Obviously, don't be impulsive."

Yeyulou stretched out his hand and stopped the big guy with the iron tower.

It turns out that this person is Guo Mingming who is known as the Iron Tower King.

Although he is tall and powerful, there is a feeling of stupidity between his brows.

"These two are my guests."

"oh……"

Guo Mingming was glaring three points just now, but now his brows relaxed, he giggled twice, and stood aside. He stretched out his hand, dug some booger out, and stuffed it into his mouth to taste a few mouthfuls.

"Eat?"

Guo Mingming asked about Yeyulou politely.

"I... can't be used..."

"Hey...then I'll eat it alone..."

Guo Mingming continued to eat with relish, and Liu Zhu almost threw up.

"This... Although he is good at martial arts, his brain was burnt out when he was a child."

Ye Yulou explained to Li Fan, "Please don't take offense to Mr. Li."

"No, no, it's rare to protect the Lord wholeheartedly, even though your brain is not good."

Li Fan praised him twice, and found that Guo Mingming was muttering while eating, and didn't want to continue talking.

"Well... let's come and see our leader."

Yeyulou led Li Fan and the others towards the frozen place.

Luo Xuewu, the commander leaning on the sword, the White Queen, was sealed in the frost at this moment, her expression was still lifelike, as if she was just asleep.

"It's all my fault...it's all my fault..."

Ye Yulou's face was full of guilt, wishing he could crash into this ice sculpture to death.

"Leader Luo is only frozen, there must be a way to save her."

As Li Fan said, almost subconsciously, he put his hand on Luo Xuewu's lower abdomen.

Ye Yulou did not stop him, he believed that Li Fan would not mess around.

Li Fan felt the vitality of the dantian. Although Luoxuewu was frozen in the cave, she lived very healthy and tenacious. She also seemed to be waiting, waiting for the brothers and sisters who leaned on the sword to rescue her from this desperate situation.

"She's very healthy and very tenacious."

Li Fan said, "Don't worry, Lord Luo will leave here sooner or later and return to the main hall of Yijian."

"I would like to borrow your good words."

Ye Yulou himself didn't dare to assert such a thing, after all, the kung fu of "Nine Heavens Xuanbing" was too mysterious, and Ye Yulou didn't know much about it.

He looked at the ice crystal statue with a slightly sad expression on his face.

"Lord, master..."

Guo Mingming also stood beside, looking at Luo Xuewu's ice sculpture, "You, when will you come out...I...I'll treat you to...delicious..."

But no matter what the two of them expected, Luo Xuewu would not be able to get out without a short while.

"United Front! Master United Front, it's not good!"

Suddenly a man leaning on a sword came to report, "The army of the Demon Cult...has arrived at our city gate!"

"good!"

Ye Yulou put away the sadness on his face, turned around, and said loudly, "Since the guests are here, let's go meet them! Let's let the friends of the Demon Cult experience how we treat you with our swords." The Way of the Guest!"

Ye Yulou strode outside. Li Fan and Liu Zhu looked at each other and followed behind Yeyulou.

Guo Mingming still stayed in this cave, his duty was to protect Luo Xuewu's safety.

The army is under pressure!

When Li Fan rushed to the city wall, he immediately had such a feeling.

As Ye Yulou said, more than a thousand people have indeed come to this demon sect, each of them is vicious, as if he wished to swallow this Yijian alive.

No... not just more than a thousand people, there must be at least two or three thousand fighters in black and red battle suits! They were like a torrent of black and red death, covering the snow.

"It seems that my information is wrong."

Ye Yulou frowned, looking at the people in front of him, with a look of self-blame.

Mistakes in intelligence, this is no small matter!

Before this torrent of death, stood a familiar woman. It was none other than Li Fan's old friend, Song Fuya.

She is wearing a red robe today, which is a bit more coquettish.

Song Fuya pinched her waist, raised her head, and looked up.

"Yo, not bad, you actually killed all the bald eagles. It seems that I really underestimated you."

"It's just some young people, how powerful do you really think you are?"

Song Fuya laughed coquettishly, "I have planted an invisible and colorless heartless poison, and it won't be long before all of you will become a pile of mud."

"Then I'm sorry, I've been on your guard for a long time."

Ye Yulou smiled and said, "Open the gate."

With an order, he suddenly opened one gate after another on the city wall. These gates are only palm wide, but they brought powerful wind and waves, which rushed out of the gates!

In the blink of an eye, the poisonous mist that Song Fuya made up was blown away by the gushing wind!

"..."

Song Fuya frowned, in this way, her poisonous attack was basically ineffective.

"Sorry, Guardian Song, you are a strategic weapon, so I always have to prepare for you."

Ye Yulou's smile is definitely enough to irritate people. Sure enough, Song Fuya had already started to tremble slightly, obviously very angry.

"Yueyulou, don't think you are someone special! In my eyes, Song Fuya, you are just a guy who likes to play tricks!"

"Well, it's such a guy who keeps you and your people out of the high wall."

Ye Yulou said calmly, "If you are powerful, just break in and have a look."

"Yueyulou, you think you are quite capable, don't you?"

Song Fuya suddenly sneered, and then waved his hand, "Only my disciples, listen to my orders and attack!"

Hundreds of disciples of the Devil's Cult immediately came forward, and with a flick of their hands, they threw a series of locks and hooked them on the city wall.

"Swordsmen, attack!"

With a wave of Ye Yulou's hand, all the swordsmen on the city wall pulled out their swords one after another, threw out large and small sword auras, and cut on the ropes.

The ropes of many Demon Cult disciples were cut off, and they fell from mid-air, but more Demon Cult disciples stepped forward, threw out the hook locks, and hung them on the wall.