Chapter 5289: Battle against the Netherworld

"You! Haha... You are so arrogant, you want to teach me?" Ming Jiudao sneered. He was really moved just now and almost agreed.

The two sides are enemies who will never stop until death. How could Xiao Fan pass on the inheritance of his ancient burial holy land?

"Hahaha... Ghost Lord, where is Xiao Li?" Xiao Fan laughed.

"Xiao Li? Miss your son?" Ming Jiudao laughed.

"Sure enough, you all know."

At this moment, all of Xiao Fan's previous speculations have been confirmed.

Whether it is Di Yingtian or Ming Jiudao, they all know the relationship between him and Xiao Li and Xiao Xuan.

Why do you keep the son of your enemy by your side when you know he is his enemy? !

Xiao Fan can't figure it out, but there must be a reason.

"Hehehe... Yes, I know everything. What? Are you curious?" Ming Jiudao said with a smile: "Kneel down and beg me. If I am in a good mood, I can consider telling you the truth. How about it?"

"Kneel down and beg you? Hahaha... Ming Jiudao, you are thinking very beautifully." Xiao Fan laughed: "If I defeat you, I can also force the truth out of you!"

"Defeat me? Ridiculous, Xiao Fan, you don't think that you are invincible just because you defeated Di Yingtian, do you?" Ming Jiudao said coldly.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, fight, let me see your strength, Lord Ghost." Xiao Fan laughed sarcastically, took out the Tianming Sword, used the power of the future, and spied on Ming Jiudao's every move.

"Rampant!" Ming Jiudao shouted coldly, and countless blood hands rushed towards Xiao Fan.

"Hehe... Trivial tricks." Xiao Fan shouted in a low voice, and the huge breath roared, shaking countless blood hands into blood.

The breath that Xiao Fan burst out at this moment was not weaker than the peak of the ninth level of the Yuhuang Realm.

Ming Jiudao's attack just now was just a test. He rushed directly to Xiao Fan and grabbed Xiao Fan's heart.

Xiao Fan used the power of the future and had already seen Ming Jiudao's actions.

The Tianming Sword rushed towards Ming Jiudao and chopped it, leaving him no chance to take advantage.

Ming Jiudao retreated, pinched his fingers with one hand, and transformed himself into a hundred phantom Dharma bodies, each of which had the aura of the ninth level of the Emperor Realm.

Hundreds of the ninth level of the Emperor Realm Dharma bodies rushed towards Xiao Fan.

"Hehehe... You have a lot of tricks." Xiao Fan sneered, used the power of the root, poured immortal power into the Tianming Sword, and blasted out with a sword.

\\"Boom boom\\"

Xiao Fan's sword fell, and Ming Jiudao's hundred Dharma bodies disappeared.

Xiao Fan chopped off a hundred ninth level of the Emperor Realm Dharma bodies of Ming Jiudao with a sword.

"Hehehe... You are quite strong." Ming Jiudao sneered, and a silver sword appeared in his hand.

"Another one made by the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers?!" Xiao Fan was stunned.

Hearing this, Ming Jiudao was stunned: "How do you know?!"

"Guessed..." Xiao Fan curled his lips.

Ming Jiudao: "..."

"You guessed it right." Ming Jiudao held it in for a long time and spoke in a low voice.

He really didn't know what to say, because Xiao Fan's guess was indeed right.

In fact, it was not that Xiao Fan guessed right, but he later found that the magic weapons that the powerful enemies he met took out were basically made by the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers.

Xiao Fan began to be curious about how many magic weapons the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers, the first weapon refiner in the Ancient Burial Holy Land, had made?

Why do I feel that the magic weapons made by the King of Ten Thousand Soldiers seem to be everywhere? !

"Stop talking nonsense! Ming Jiudao! Come on!" Xiao Fan roared, and his figure disappeared like a ghost.

The next moment, Xiao Fan came in front of Ming Jiudao and chopped Ming Jiudao's neck with a sword.

"Heh, did you think I would be ambushed?" Ming Jiudao sneered, and his figure turned into black mist, leaving Xiao Fan's attack empty.

The next moment, Xiao Fan was trapped in the black mist, and countless Ming Jiudao appeared around him, opening their mouths at the same time.

"Xiao Fan, your death is coming..."