Excalibur Invincible System

Chapter 621 Young Sovereign?

Facing the terrifying barbaric aura around here, Yang Fan also absolutely knew that this spirit beast in the form of a tyrannosaurus rex in front of him would definitely not be because of his beauty.

"It seems that you are the overlord here, come on!"

Yang Fan let out a low growl.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex Spirit Beast did not disappoint Yang Fan at all, it rushed towards Yang Fan suddenly with the thighs as thick as a tree trunk and with the momentum of the earth shaking.

Although it is huge, its speed can be said to be extremely fast.

You rushed to the front in the blink of an eye. Although Yang Fan has undergone hell-style tempering, his reaction is fast enough, but you are still more than a little weaker in front of such spirit beasts.

The opponent swooped in, but did not attack with claws or head, his body sank suddenly, and he swung his tail like a giant python towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan only had time to block the Mojue sword in his hand.

If the opponent's attack method changes, the defense method will naturally change, but the opponent's tactics change too fast.

Bang!
It was as if Yang Fan had been kicked by an elephant, and he flew towards the sky with his sword in hand.

I can't remember how far and short the distance was. In short, it flew horizontally in the air for at least ten seconds. During these ten seconds, it was difficult for the body to move, and it was all covered by this force.

So Yang Fan finally hit the ground like a free fall, making a big hole in front of a big tree.

Dirt splashes.

Yang Fan waited for several seconds before crawling out of the pit.

Suddenly felt something was wrong, that guy seemed to be good at falling from the sky!
Sure enough, when he raised his head, Yang Fan saw the giant beast suddenly falling from the sky. From this angle, Yang Fan could only see the soles of the opponent's feet. With a bang, without any suspense, Yang Fan was directly stepped into the soil.

Because Yang Fan's body is tough enough, and the Zijin Dragon King Armor's powerful strength, it is very easy to penetrate the soil under this body.

At best, this kick sent Yang Fan into the soil.

Yang Fan did not suffer much damage.

However, when Yang Fan was buried in the soil, he heard the tyrannical dragon spirit beast suddenly screaming in pain, as if it was attacked by someone.

"Quick, don't let this tyrant dragon beast escape this time!"

An old voice sounded, and then heard a whistling sword light, the power of the sword formula, blooming like a lotus flower, and the endless tearing air in the air, killed the tyrant dragon beast.

Boom boom boom!
The tyrant dragon beast's head was hit with a few swords, but it was only scratched on the surface, and it took a few steps back. It was also difficult for the attacking force in front of it.

Lifted one foot from Yang Fan's back, as if preparing to escape.

"I can't escape, Canglong Cocoon, Qiushui Fu!"

This time it was the voice of a very young woman. Although the voice was soft, it was extremely powerful. Even Yang Fan was stepped on at a depth of more than ten meters below the ground, and he could feel the stimulation around him, invisible. The power of the sword energy is bound to the tyrant dragon beast in an instant.

It was the wings on the back of the tyrant dragon that were swept away first. It was this pair of unremarkable wings that gave the tyrant dragon such a strong speed.

The last time was to let the Tyrant Dragon Beast escape.

A gust of Canglong sword energy cut off one of the tyrant dragon beast's wings with a snap.

Bang!
With this vibration, it fell.

The blood on the back of the tyrant dragon beast also splashed out suddenly.

"Roar!"

Under the fury of the tyrant dragon beast, its actions became more violent.

Bang bang!

The furious tail flicked violently and hit the ground, setting off a huge wave of dust, covering the sight of several people.

"Sect Master be careful!"

A young man's voice came.

Immediately after a muffled sound, the man was beaten into the air, and the young woman also gave up chasing and killing the tyrant dragon beast, but chased after the man who was beaten into the air.

In today's sect, the number of masters is extremely rare, so no one can lose.

Yang Fan just lay obediently in the soil, but he got a rough idea of ​​the outside situation.

There are about three people here,

An old man, a man and a woman, and two young men.

Among them, the young woman is called the suzerain, which is interesting.

No one knows the names of the three sects and four pavilions on this continent.

A young woman in this area will be called the suzerain. Is it possible that she is the suzerain of Jianzong, one of the three sects? Naturally, it is impossible. If such a strong man wants to kill this tyrant dragon beast, how can he still kill it? Isn't it easy.

For example, the lord of the Frost Sword Palace, whose strength is as high as the sky, is already very powerful in Yang Fan's eyes.

But she only claimed to be the palace master, not the suzerain.

What is the identity of these people in front of them, the ancient sword sect?
Yang Fan is not sure. After all, the three sects and four pavilions were formed later, and they will also be ranked and competed at the World Sword Sect Conference, but some ancient sects will not pay attention to these reputations, so I like to call mine , what can you do, could it be possible to massacre the entire Sword Sect.

"Damn it, let that guy run away again!"

The old man was furious. This tyrant dragon beast is very cunning and cautious. If there is any movement, it will turn around and leave directly. With the opponent's speed, if they want to chase, they can't catch up at all. They can only follow them all the way until the opponent stops. Only when you come down can you have a chance to make a move.

This time was supposed to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but the opponent still ran away.

"It doesn't matter, it has been cut off by me, and it can't escape very far."

said the young woman.

In the tone, there was a kind of arrogance, and the old man didn't dare to say more.

"Jian Chan, are you okay?"

asked the young woman.

In fact, if Jian Chan hadn't suddenly blocked him halfway, even though he would be injured if he was attacked, the young Palace Master would still be sure that the other party would not be able to escape.

"I'm fine, it's all because I'm useless!"

The man known as Jian Chan also lowered his head.

"You are also eager to protect the suzerain, so don't worry about it. The strength of the tyrant dragon beast is comparable to that of a sword hero of the eighth rank. It is not bad that you can withstand a move."

The old man said coldly.

The man was even more ashamed this time.

"I also ask Master to punish you."

Seeing that the young man was still blaming himself, the woman also spoke.

"Okay, the tyrant dragon beast can't escape."

Then the woman also took a look at the deep pit in front of her. Inside a big paw print, there was a figure lying on her stomach.

"You are not an ordinary person if you can withstand one move without dying. You are not going to hide. Show up."

Hearing this, Yang Fan slowly crawled out of the mud pit.

"Hey, thank you for your life-saving grace."

Yang Fan smiled and cupped his hands.

(End of this chapter)