Fan Lang had run away and asked for help, but these were not what he wanted.

He prefers to use the sword in his hand to solve problems, swinging the sword to cut out a clear and clear world, and using the blade of the sword to distinguish black and white.

The demons are approaching violently, especially the ten thousand snake demons, and the speed is extremely fast.

"Catch you, and we'll be able to get out of this hellish place, you Terrans are holding demons and trapping us here, worse than demons!" roared the Ten Thousand Snake Demons.

"Between humans and demons, the comparison is not who is worse, but who is stronger!"

Before Fan Lang's words fell, the divine sword in his hand slashed out, the swordsmanship was extremely sharp, with infinite hatred, it was the Nine Hates Sword Technique.

With the heart of the sword, hatred turned into anger, volleyed angrily down, the sword qi stretched for thousands of feet, forming an arc, slashing towards the ten thousand snake demons.

Even a great demon king like the Ten Thousand Snake Demon didn't dare to attack him directly, so he chose to dodge and avoid this Heaven Opening Sword.

The sword qi fell into the air, and it suddenly turned, sweeping through the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, forcing the Ten Thousand Snake Demons to dodge again.

Some of the other demons couldn't dodge, and they were swept away by this huge sword qi like a white rainbow, and their bodies burst open, and their bones were gone.

Fan Lang took out seven swords in a row, and the Ten Thousand Snake Demon dodged seven times in a row.

The distance between the two sides has quickly shortened to the point of face-to-face.

The ten thousand snake demons were shocked, and the snake heads around them flew out, biting at Fan Lang, each snake had extraordinary strength, and each of them was a poisonous snake, even Xuan Sheng could poison it.

The swordsmanship in Fan Lang's hand was exquisite, and a green dragon coiled out, coiling his body and the divine sword in his hand, making a dragon roar.

A dragon and a snake fight in the air, and a killing legend is made!

Fan Lang is only in the realm of Emperor Xuan, and the enemy is a twelve-star Great Demon King, the gap in the realm is so big that it is difficult to make up for it even if he cheats. In this melee encounter, he obviously fell into the upper hand and was defeated. There are more demons surging in the distance, and the situation is only going to get worse.

He was aware of this result.

"Hiss!"

A snake broke through Fan Lang's defensive net and bit him on the wrist, stinging to the bone, and a stream of toxin was injected into his body.

Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Snake Demon suddenly burst into joy, his snake venom was extremely violent, and after being poisoned, it would attack quickly, and the Xuan Sheng was unstoppable!

Clinker, Fan Lang was still alive, ignoring the demon snake in his hand, and the sword move in his hand directly took the ten thousand snake demons and stabbed them in the throat.

The entire body of the Ten Thousand Snake Demon is composed of a group of snakes, and the throat part is the same, the tip of the sword stabbed up, killing several snakes, and the surrounding snakes swam sharply, vacating a vacant space, allowing the tip of the sword to penetrate through.

Some demons have a very special body structure, which is already incomprehensible, and the fatality is not the same as that of the human race. Not to mention stabbing the throat, even if you stab the head, you can't kill the ten thousand snake demons.

The two sides continued to fight, fighting several moves in a row, and the Ten Thousand Snake Demon was shocked in his heart: "He has been bitten by the demon snake, why can he still fight?"

How did he know that things like poison were useless to Fan Lang for a long time.

Fan Lang had a sword in his hand, and all kinds of sword moves were swayed, confronting strong enemies, obviously falling into the disadvantage, but still moving forward, and his fighting spirit was extremely high.

Lotus Heart Swordsmanship!

Divide my swordsmanship!

Nine Hate Swordsmanship!

The divine sword in Fan Lang's hand is ever-changing, incomparably subtle, and incomparably sharp.

With the passage of time, the other demon clans have rushed to the front, and there are hundreds of them, all of them are above the ninth star, which is not trivial together.

From a distance, the battlefield was chaotic and divided into two parts.

Part of it is the fierce battle of the Golden Yang Lion against the Vermilion Empress.

Part of it is Fan Lang holding a sword and fighting a group of demons.

The Ten Thousand Snake Demon suddenly opened the mouths of many snakes, all aiming at Fan Lang, spitting out dark purple fishy venom, which was extremely corrosive, and even weapons and treasures could be corroded.

Fan Lang dodged and resisted, but his body was still sprayed with some venom, which was pure physical damage and could not be erased with the system.

Sting!

Smoke came from his skin, his epidermis was burned, and he smelled of it. Fortunately, his skin was as golden as iron, and if he were replaced by an ordinary person, he would have been melted and liquefied into concentrated water.

Now he has time to escape and call for help, but he still does not choose these two paths, but continues to fight.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand!

Dragon Sound Thunder Drum Array!

Fan Lang jumped up, let go of the divine sword in his hand, pointed his toes on the hilt of the sword, spread his hands, opened the ten Jedi formations, and released two formations.

The space on the left and right sides broke open, and thick yellow sand emerged in one place, and eighty-one thunder and lightning drums flew out in the other.

Fan Lang was single-minded, with both hands pulling and manipulating, and the two formations took effect at the same time.

The yellow sand danced wildly in the wind, cutting off the sight of the demons, blowing on the body like a knife.

Eighty-one drums beat at the same time, bursting out with an earth-shattering loud sound, and thunder and lightning were like white dragons, intertwined by hundreds and thousands, blasting in all directions.

Under normal circumstances, Fan Lang only used a sword to fight, but this time he faced a strong enemy and was forced to a dead end, forcing him to use more means.

Formations, puppets, treasures, cards...... There's so much on him!

Push him into a hurry, use it all!

The two formations worked at the same time, the wind and sand tore apart the demon's body, the thunder and lightning pierced the demon's body, and the sonic boom shook the demons to the point that their ears bleed.

The Ten Thousand Snake Demon locked on Fan Lang in the yellow sand, accelerated and rushed over, shook the two big snakes, and whipped out.

Fan Lang stepped on the hilt of the sword, and his hands still had to control the formation, so he had to look at each other, stimulate the intention to attack, and the light at the center of his eyebrows shone brightly, releasing the ten feathers of the Tianxin sword, turning into a white mang, blocking the ten thousand snake demons that rushed over.

This is only a temporary pause, if the Ten Thousand Snake Demon rushes closer, it will still be a trouble.

Fan Lang was in a hurry, stimulating his potential, urging his own sea of knowledge, the dantian rotated rapidly, and the two forces were intertwined, penetrating his skin and condensing and shaping outside the body.

Two glowing heads appeared on the left and right sides of his neck, exactly the same as his appearance, his face full of anger, and his eyes were like sword energy.

Two arms sprouted from each of his back shoulders, white light flowing, and muscles knotted.

Three heads and six arms!

Since Fan Lang can clone himself, he can make more torsos.

Since there are not enough hands, make more hands.

A simple doppelganger has limited ability, and this extended body is even more powerful and endless.

Only extreme dangers can squeeze out the potential of the Xuanwu, which is why many people choose to take risks and experience.

Fan Lang is being baptized and transformed in battle!

Now don't worry about running out of hands.

Fan Lang freed up his four hands to control the formation, and his own hands grabbed the double swords, and with a posture of three heads and six arms, he clashed with the ten thousand snake demons again.

A bloody mouth fell, and it was a huge snake head, swallowing Fan Lang whole.

Not everything can be eaten.

The next moment, a cold light bloomed from the surface of the snake's body, and the snake's head burst open, turning into large and small pieces of minced meat.

Fan Lang came out in blood, flashed past the ten thousand snake demons, and between the two swords dancing together, he cut off many demon snakes, and in his mouth, there was a snake head in his mouth.

Click!

Fan Lang bit the head of the snake in his mouth, and blood and venom splashed in his mouth.

"Phew!" Fan Lang spat out the dirty, "Do you think you're the only one who can bite?"