Pharaoh lurked for many days, the other way around, and he was sure to take Ye Fan.

However, after the encounter, she realized that she was too simple to think about things, and greatly underestimated the strength of her opponent.

In other words, she did not expect that the speed of Ye Fan's body's soaring power would be far higher than herself.

Pharaoh knew that this battle must be won anyway, because the terrible consequences of defeat, he could not bear it, that is, death.

Ye Fan traveled from a long way in China, and if she won, it would be impossible to let her live.

The pharaoh's body of a few venomous snakes began to spray the flying venom.

The pale blue venom slowly spreads out, making the whole air around it unusually strange.

Pharaoh, on the other hand, commanded the venomous snakes to attack the river dust, and recited mysterious and strange spells in his mouth, which seemed to be calling something.

A strange sight is a strange sight.

In the mist, dozens of pharaoh faces were born.

Then their bodies gradually appeared.

Tall and large, like a huge stone statue, some of them are covered with old cloth strips, and some face with gold and mysterious metal texture masks.

It seems that the pharaohs, through the mysterious practice, summoned all the pharaohs of the past from the ground.

This kind of behavior makes Ye Fan deeply despised.

"I thought you had a lot of great ability, I can't think of you or find an accomplice."

When he looked into Pharaoh’s eyes, he was full of ridicule.

"As long as I can kill you, what does it have to do with me being alone and finding an accomplice?"

Pharaoh smiled cheekily, “Further, if you are strong enough, how can you be afraid of these things?”

"Who said I was scared?"

Ye Fan denied, "Since I am here, I am ready to deal with everything."

He knew that after the pharaohs summoned those pharaohs, their abilities had at least a dozen times increased, after all, every pharaoh had extraordinary abilities, and every pharaoh had extraordinary abilities.

Next, it will be an unprecedented battle.

"How many people come, I will receive."

Ye Fan held the sword in his hand, and was half-empty, and the killing was determined.

“Let’s see if you have that.”

Then the pharaohs spread out and surrounded Ye Fan.

They threw a black mist-wielding chain of death toward Ye Fan, each of which was made up of black studded skulls.

“Oo, wow—”

The chain of death spun, and in an instant it reached Ye Fan.

"The little trick of the carvings."

Ye Fan waved the magic sword, the impenetrable sword and shadow, and instantly blocked those chains.

Then the sword of the devil is powerful, and the chain is cut off.

For a time, the sky is flying are countless skeletons, which is extremely frightening.

Although the attack wave was interrupted, the pharaohs did not seem discouraged, and even the pharaoh's face showed an unusually strange smile, which did not seem to worry about the decline.

The pharaoh continued to read the words, and all the pharaohs began to squirm in their mouths, reading some ancient spells that they did not understand.

“The buzz.”

For a time, the whole sealed independent space came with a sealed and maddening sound.

Then, the skulls that had been vulnerable to Ye Fan's being shot down, after hearing these spells, were suspended from the ground, as if they had a new life.

All their faces turned to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if he had been targeted by countless hunters with countless shotguns.

He seemed to be caught in the encirclement of prey, with wings difficult to fly.

However, he knew that he would not be caught.

Surely this is Pharaoh’s frighting trick.

However, soon, Ye Fan changed this idea, because of the boundless pressure, suddenly emerged.

It came from countless skeletons.

This pressure is strong enough to level half a mountain in an instant, and the cruise missile is fierce and powerful, and the lethality is strong, although silent, but powerful enough to kill in an instant.

The skin on Ye Fan's body, under the majesty that cannot be seen by the naked eye, seems to have undergone a slight distortion.

His breathing was not as perceptibly as uniform as it had been before, and his chest felt very dull, like a Tarzan pressing on it.

He knew that his own defenses could barely resist the living, and the tens of millions of pounds of pressure passed around him, in exchange for others, I was afraid that it had already been pressed into a piece of paper in the blink of an eye, and even a piece of bone slag could not be found.

So, Ye Fan realized that, with the chanting of the pharaohs, the air pressure coming from him was also stronger and stronger.

His forehead, unknowingly, came out of a layer of cold sweat.

And those skulls suspended in mid-air, even have life, and their mouths are also read with words.

A black mist came out of their mouths, fluttering in the air, making the pressure more prosperous.

In countless battles before, Ye Fan had never encountered such a strange operation.

He even created an illusion under great pressure, as if his body had been injected with anesthetic and his actions became numb.

“Oh, hey—”

The thick, heavy and long low voice, from which skulls came out one by one, the sound waves, like endless waves.

In the past battles, Ye Fan encountered all kinds of powerful people, one by one, they have a great skill, many of which are lion roaring skills and sound wave skills.

Whether it is a lion roar or a sound-wave skill, Ye Fan has enough ability to deal with it.

This time, he thought that the sound waves emitted from the mouth of the skull were similar to the first two, and even if it was very powerful, it was not their own.

However, Ye Fan soon found out that his idea was very wrong.

Because under the control of the pharaohs, the voice of the skull's mouth was a deadly and terrible mockery.

The so-called ridicule is not the contempt in people's impressions in life, but a unique ability.

Once a person has been ridiculed, in the next short time, he will lose some skills, as if all the functions of the body, suddenly lost consciousness.This is extremely terrible in battle, because for a short few seconds, once you lose your combat effectiveness, it is undoubtedly equivalent to holding your hands up to expose your hands to the enemy's eyelids and let the other side attack wantonly.