In the blink of an eye, Fan Yecheng was about to be killed by four streamers in the center, but he roared angrily, and the black qi all over his body turned into a substantial shield.

"Boom!"

An explosion erupted into the sky, leveling the ground within a radius of fifty meters.

"Ahem!"

In the center of the brown earth, Fan Yecheng spat out a mouthful of blood. His shield had been shattered, and his body was covered in green wounds.

"You evil demon!"

Yingli was very upset when he saw the green blood, and he bit the cigarette holder and snorted, and jumped into the sky.

Fan Yecheng looked up, and the sun in the sky was very dazzling. Suddenly, a black dot flashed in the middle of the sun, and the black dot enlarged in an instant, revealing Yingli holding a cane.

If I don't kill you, it will insult my reputation as a demon!

Seeing that Fan Yecheng was powerless against this terrifying worldly blow, at this moment, a flash of light suddenly lit up in the east, and this flash flew straight in front of Fan Yecheng, colliding with Yingli's cane suddenly!

"Boom!"

It was like the explosion of fifty tons of explosives, and the whole sky was darkened.

Countless debris flew and countless leaves disappeared, even if there was a flash of light blocking the attack, Fan Yecheng was still knocked away, breaking the big tree surrounded by the two of them sixty meters away.

"Yingli!"

Li Feihong grabbed Yingli, who was still chasing after him: "What the hell is going on?"

Yingli saw that it was Li Feihong, and shook off his hand: "If you didn't have to protect that demon, Shen Guo wouldn't have died!"

After all, he was a young man in his twenties, and he burst into tears when he spoke.

"What?"

Look back at Fan Yecheng.

Fan Yecheng's appearance was already miserable, he drooped his incomplete body, crawling and crawling on the ground, his hands were covered with broken blades of grass. He crawled over to the fragment of the album, picked it up gently, and pressed it to his face.

His heart was broken.

He just cried in a snort, his mouth couldn't be closed, and he let the fallen leaves and dust sprinkle on his face, but he could no longer enter his heart.

He knew that his memories were shattered. His share of treasure as a human being is gone.

"Still pretending to be a scholar here!" Yingli was so angry that he was about to go up and beat someone.

"Wait!"

Li Feihong stopped him.

He cleared the situation of Fan Yecheng in his heart more than anyone else, and he would never do anything to kill Shen Guo. Shen Guo's death is obviously someone else!

Could it be......

Li Feihong's eyes lit up, but when he saw Yingli's face, which had been distorted by anger, his heart tightened. He knew that once he got angry, Yingli, who couldn't pull back the nine cows, would not listen to Li Feihong's words.

"Okay! Let's find out! You want to kill him, I want to protect him, what's the matter, let's have a fight?"

Yingli yelled, "I'll kill you!" and stabbed at him with a raised cane.

Li Feihong looked at it, his shoulders shook, and the Origin Great Sword suddenly circled half a circle from his back to his body, blocking Yingli's stab.

Yingli was stunned by this ghostly scene, Li Feihong took the opportunity to kick him away, and then chased after him, slowly moving away from Fan Yecheng, but not letting him out of Li Feihong's sight.

"Brother Yingli is a talent, anger will make your moves unsightly!"

"It's enough to kill!"

"You can't kill me in this state!"

Two people come and go, only fighting in the dust for half a day, the grass is a hundred steps away, the sand is flying and the stones are flying, and the insects are moving and the birds are singing.

In the blink of an eye, thirty moves have passed.

Yingli's moves are very fierce and his strength is also great, although Li Feihong has all of them, but this is not the solution after all.

He had an idea, and suddenly said to Yingli: "If you want to practice what kind of moves, you have to follow the original meaning, neither fast nor slow!" After speaking, the five fingers of his right hand suddenly opened and he drew from top to bottom on his chest.

Yingli was stunned, as if she had fallen into a demon. Li Feihong saw the opportunity, slapped his sword horizontally, and slapped Yingli away.

"Are you sober? If you are not sober, continue!" Li Feihong shouted, as if he was not afraid of the crowd watching the play on the side.

Yingli walked over with difficulty, and his eyes regained a trace of clarity: "You're right!

Li Feihong smiled, but then his smile disappeared.

In front of him, Yingli took out his pipe and took a sharp breath, and then exhaled a long breath, and the light purple smoke flooded within a hundred meters like seawater, enveloping both Yingli and Li Feihong inside.

The sound of metal clashing was constantly heard in the smoke, and when I looked inside, there was a flickering light and darkness inside, and there was the sound of explosions.

The smoke gradually cleared, revealing two rather miserable figures.

Li Feihong's leg was shattered, and he couldn't stand and could only lie on his stomach. And Yingli had Li Feihong's Origin Sword in his chest, and he fell to the ground on his back. There was a look of exhaustion in their eyes.

Li Feihong gasped and said, "It's miserable! I'm afraid I'm going to fall for the gangsters!"

"That's right!" a familiar voice said.

Li Feihong and Yingli both turned their eyes and found that standing at the source of the sound turned out to be Fan Yecheng?

I saw Fan Yecheng walking slowly, and the gravel and leaves under his feet made a "cough" sound. He smiled and made people feel chills at the bottom of his heart.

Yingli was stunned!

When he turned around, he found that Fan Yecheng was still kneeling there crying in front of the broken photo album. He turned around, but Fan Yecheng in front of him was standing there alive and looking at them with a smile.

How can there be two Fan Night Cities?

Yingli's brain teaser suddenly slapped the ground: "Alas! I didn't expect to be so calculated!"

"Hahahaha!" Fan Yecheng looked up to the sky and laughed: "You don't have to think so, I will do it, he will do it all, I just copied him!"

Li Feihong looked at him: "Is your ability to copy other people's abilities?"

"No, no, no!" Fan Yecheng shook his head: "How can the copying ability reflect my strength? I can not only copy the ability, but also copy his physique, and inherit everything from him!"

"Do you know how painful it was for me to copy him for the first time?" Fan Yecheng was still shaking his head and sighing: "I really can't forget that feeling for the rest of my life!

The head is chaotic, and there is no place in the body that does not hurt, it is the kind of heart-piercing, bone-chilling pain. I really didn't expect this man to last so long!"

Li Feihong said coldly: "Although you have copied his ability and dark side, you have not done any better than him!"

"Fan Yecheng" snorted coldly: "Don't compare me with that monster who is not human! If I hadn't been rescued by you, I really wouldn't have dared to copy him again, I really put myself in the hell of pulling out my tongue!"

"Okay, then ......" The body of "Fan Yecheng" was black and bright, and it turned into a battle form:

"Now, it's time to send you on your way!"

With a wave of his two swords, two corrupting black rays slashed towards Li Feihong and Yingli respectively.

The two of them were about to lose their lives in an instant!

Is there anyone else who can save them?