Xia Fan waited for a long time for this opportunity.
When the evil night came, he was the first to use the earthquake technique to set fire to a house, stabilizing the flanks of the princess's army.
But he did not rush into the chaos.
As long as the evil night is still there, it will be difficult to eliminate the evil spirit - he has already realized that An Youlang is the source of the changes in the sky, and the corpses hidden under the ground of Jinxia City are probably the magic materials prepared by the An family in advance. It was precisely because they happened to destroy this batch of corpses that the other party delayed taking action until now.
But this does not mean that there are no introductions to magic in Jinxia City.
The dead and wounded from the two armies fighting for a whole day provided natural condensed energy for this technique.
If you want to end the evil night, destroying the source may be the only way.
Xia Fan knew very well the accuracy of this gun. If he wanted to use it to accurately kill a humanoid target, unless he got close enough, it would be a coin toss.
So he left the corner, walked against the light, and moved closer to the center of the yard.
Although the sudden change of night brought chaos, it also provided Xia Fan with a rare cover - even because the figure of the machine beast was hugely different from that of ordinary people, the soldiers of the Dongsheng Kingdom would actively avoid this walking monster, probably subconsciously treating it. Think of it as a deformed charm.
What surprised Xia Fan was that the princess seemed to have a telepathic connection with him. She actually adjusted her position while fighting, and the direction of movement happened to be the street where he was hiding in the first place!
When the distance between the two parties was reduced to within fifty steps, he put his hand on the transmission rod.
But even so, he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to take action.
The fight between the two was all between electric light and flint, and every time they touched, there would be a rumble and a dull sound. It was not a contest at the level of ordinary people. Trying to lock the target with a hand-cranked turret was tantamount to wishful thinking.
Until Ning Wanjun swallowed the opponent's straight thrust and thrust the spear into his chest.
The two of them formed a rivalry for a while.
There won't be a better opportunity than this.
Xia Fan made a judgment almost instantly, moved his orbit slightly sideways, and launched the shock technique towards An Youlang!
This angle can ensure that it is possible to scratch the target. Even if there is deviation, the princess will not be accidentally injured.
And the result fell within the range of his expectations.
Just by scratching, the kinetic energy of the projectile tore An Youlang's entire lower back into pieces, and the front half of his body was directly thrown away!
"Your Highness!" The distress and worry on Qiu Yue's face were visible to the naked eye. The moment Ning Wanjun fell, she had already run towards the princess.
Xia Fan also rushed to the battle point from the other side.
However, he did not check the princess's injuries immediately, but looked for An Youlang's severed upper body.
"Ning Wanjun, how is she?"
"Your Highness is injured... very seriously..." Qiuyue rarely corrected him for calling him by his first name.
"Heavy... you're big." Ning Wanjun raised her hand angrily, wanting to strike the maid with a knife, but gave up halfway because of the stinging pain from the wound, "These injuries just look like a lot... You can rest for more than ten days." Get well. Where’s that guy?”
"I'm looking for it too." Xia Fan's tone was a little solemn. His main purpose of rushing over was to hit the target, but after the body fell into the night, he disappeared for a while. An injury of this degree would be fatal to most people, but An Jia made him dare not take it lightly - especially when half of the opponent's face was replaced by black mist, and he could recover from his injuries as quickly as Blood Crow.
"His legs are here, where can he run -" Qiuyue suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
I saw that An Youlang's lower body was disappearing as he collapsed on the ground.
Xia Fan also noticed this strange scene.
No, it’s not disappearing—but the flesh and blood that has lost its support is turning into wisps of black energy, gathering towards the sky.
"No way..." Xia Fan murmured and raised his head. Following the vague breath, he found the answer he had been looking for in mid-air.
The opponent's half of the body is already floating above the pile!
And not only An Youlang's own body, but also the twisted charms turned into black energy, constantly gathering towards him. In just a few breaths, his figure expanded ten times!
"Take Ning Wanjun and get out of here!" Xia Fan yelled at Qiuyue, then took out the copper wire pendant and rushed directly under the black shadow!
The vertical distance between the two sides was only about thirty meters. After roughly estimating the direction, he threw the copper wire pendant directly below An Youlang.
"The earthquake technique returns to Shen, thunder!"
The dark night sky was suddenly torn apart by a bolt of lightning, and the shining thunder fell straight down, hitting half of the enemy's body.
The moment it came into contact with the black mist, sparks from the electric light lit up the sky above the yard!
An Youlang let out a deafening roar. He pointed at Xia Fan, and a black shadow suddenly shot towards him -
Xia Fan had to take several steps back to avoid this inexplicable black shadow.
It was not a virtual image, but a real object. The moment it landed, it actually made a small crater on the ground of the yard!
When the dust settled, a squirming charm crawled out of the pit.
Before it could move, Xia Fan decisively used a stream of light technique to chop it into pieces.
But in this short period of time, An Youlang has changed into a different person. His body was still expanding, so much so that his arms and head had lost their original outlines and turned into part of the black mist. Its overall height is still rising, reaching almost twenty or thirty meters above the ground.
"Is this guy still a human..."
"Fang Shu... can actually do this?"
The soldiers who witnessed this scene couldn't help but murmur.
"I didn't expect that I would have such a day -" An Youlang said a little disappointed, his voice at the moment was muddy and vague, as if coming from the sky, "But only at this time can a practitioner reach a certain level. An unprecedented field. Let you experience the techniques that Anjia has spent nearly a hundred years researching, and feel the power of the combination of Qi and accumulation. After all, this is the last thing you can do during your lifetime."
""The night turns into a demon"! "
When he said these words, his enlarged body suddenly changed.
The black mist no longer expanded blindly, but shrank inward. The upper part condensed into a hemisphere, and the lower part turned into a pyramid shape, with a tetrahedral tail that was nearly ten meters long at the end. Compared with the huge main part, this tail is much slender, and it can't be described as a needle.
Xia Fan couldn't help but shudder.
He had seen demons in the Great Wilderness Night in Qingshan Town - it was very consistent with his understanding of evil spirits: ugly, twisted, and terrifying. If a six-legged mobile gallows is what a demon should look like, then the demon transformed by this enemy is completely another extreme.
Both the sphere above and the vertebral body below are smooth and regular, as if they were made of metal. The whole is seamless without any unnecessary branches. Under the blazing firelight of the yard, you can see its flat surface with diffuse reflection, as well as the faint cold light refracted from the ridges.
This form that is out of tune with the times gives it an inexplicable sense of eeriness.