From the beginning to the present, there is actually no suspense in this battle, and it can even be said to be a one-sided injury.

There is not even a trace of scratches on the armor on Erlang God's body, but the old man has long been covered with holes, and blood is constantly flowing, and the picture looks very cruel.

This is the complete crushing of hard power.

It's not the elixir and magic weapon that can make up for the gap.

In Ye Fan's eyes, even more so, the old man has become the end of the crossbow.

But......

Why is my heart still not happy enough,

There are even some worries.

Ge Fangping looked at Yang Jian in the air with dim eyes, and under the reflection of the sun, it seemed that there was a thousand rays of light behind his figure.

But his wandering eyes suddenly froze, his gaze was tightly locked on the three-pointed two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand, and the pupils of his obviously godless eyes dilated instantly......

Between the blades, there was a tiny, tiny, tiny crack.

Almost as thin as a hair.

As short as a grain of rice.

Ordinary people can't see it,

The unwary cannot even be seen.

But he could!

"Hahahaha!" Although Ge Fangping was hit hard, he couldn't help but laugh!

What he saw was hope!

"You're not Erlang God!You're not Yang Jian!Hahahaha!"

He laughed heartily!

Laughing like crazy!

It's really a joy to put death in the afterlife!

Even Tai'a's blow just now is not fatal now.

"No! You are not really Erlang Zhenjun, you ......" Ge Fangping raised his head and exhaled a long breath, pointed his finger at the air, and said word by word: "You...... Only...... Be...... A doppelganger of Erlang God! a doppelganger that is less than one-tenth of his ability!"

Ye Fan was stunned by the reversed scene in front of him!

This...... What's going on?

The blood of the people is gone!

Knock on the stick again, cut it again!

Just A!

Why is it resurrected!

Just when he couldn't help but shout, Yang Jian's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"My doppelganger doesn't have many immortal yuan! You get out of here quickly! This person has his own heavenly soldiers to clean up!"

Nani?

Depend on!

Obviously you're going to push the crystal, and you tell the phone to hang up when it's out of battery?

The old man's bent body immediately straightened up a lot, and said with a smile: "I said how do I feel that you still have room for me, and I thought that you were going to arrest me and go back to the Heavenly Court for interrogation, but I never thought that I only had such strength! I said how can I hold up in front of the Holy Monarch for so long, and even make a crack appear on your artifact......! You're fake! The artifact is also fake! It's all a puppet conjured up by you condensing the immortal yuan!hahahaha!"

Ye Fan looked at everything in front of him worriedly, he could also hear the old man's words, he knew these words...... It's all true.

"And you don't have much immortal yuan, and it may even be gone! It seems that the old decay should not be killed, and it is still not worth letting the Manifest Saint True Monarch take action in person!"

As he spoke, Ge Fangping had another bottle of Sanqing jade liquid in his hand.

Pour it down.

His face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the big gun in his hand no longer had to hold his body, but pointed it at the sky with both hands!

"So...... As long as I hold on for a while, when your immortal yuan is exhausted, you will naturally disappear. ”

Yang Jian was hanging in the air and did not deny it in a hurry, nor was he angry, he was still silent, and with a twist of his wrist, he immediately leaned forward!

Then give it a try!

The two collided with each other again in an instant, that is, the flames soared into the sky, and the wind was raging.

The speed at which the two of them came and went was extremely fast, and the power they carried directly shattered all the leaves within a few feet of the surrounding area, and the silky broken leaves dragged into a straight line behind the shadows, and at the end of the line were the two light gray shadows like shuttles and electricity, from east to west, from top to bottom, one moment still in the flying leaves, and the next moment they came to the river, and the sharp sound of the collision between weapons and weapons turned from the initial boom to the thunderous resounding in the blink of an eye.

Ye Fan was about to run away, but looking at the inextricable situation in front of him, he hesitated for a while, but it was his momentary hesitation, he wanted to get up and run away, but found that his feet couldn't move.

It turned out that Ge Fangping took advantage of the gap between the dismantling moves to set him on the spot, and it seemed that he wanted to "serve" him well after the battle.

I don't know if it's his delusion, it seems that Ge Fangping at this moment is much calmer than before, although he is still in a weak position, he can still have a gap to cast spells to control himself.

Fortunately, his boldness immediately responded, only to see Yang Jian holding a knife to draw a formation, and a majestic sword light rune array attacked the old man head-on.

Unexpectedly, Ge Fangping was not worried but happy, and laughed loudly: "Xianyuan is finally gone!"

His speed did not decrease, and he shuttled at high speed before he swept to the knife formation, seeing that he was about to be cut down by those sharp knife movements, but he suddenly made a strange pause in mid-air, and then went sideways, strangely avoiding the direction of the knife formation, and flew away with a snort, jumping to the other side of the river.

"Hahaha! This is the final blow of the crossbow!"

I thought that I had caught a loophole, and with the momentum of thunder, a thunderous blow seemed irresistible, but no one thought that the old man who was covered in injuries could have such a smart and weird body!

Yang Jian also stopped, and a serious look appeared in his eyes again.

Ye Fan regretted it even more, if he hadn't hesitated for a moment, as long as he heard the reminder, he would have left immediately, maybe he wouldn't have to be trapped here.

Now even looking at the armor on Erlang God's body feels much duller than before.

The two stood on both sides of the riverbank, Ge Fang fell flat on Ye Fan's side, and Yang Jian stood on the opposite bank and watched closely.

The sun was in the sky, sparkling, the big trees on both sides of the bank had fallen I don't know how many, even the fishing willow tree was only a lonely trunk, and the embankment on both sides was about a few decades long, about a few meters short.

This battle was not without fierceness, and it was even more shocking in the eyes of Ye Fan, a half-eldest immortal.

For the first time, the two of them had ten seconds of stagnation and confrontation, Ge Fangping was waiting, waiting for Yang Jian's immortal yuan to run out, the clone did not exist, and the smoke was gone.

Yang Jian was thinking, thinking about how to make the final blow.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Even a second is like a year.

Yang Jian knew that he couldn't wait, instead of waiting for the real exhaustion of the immortal yuan, it was better to use up the last immortal yuan in his body and fight hard.

I saw a gap between his eyebrows, and opened it slightly.

"Heavenly Eye!" Ye Fan exclaimed.

As soon as the eyes of the sky are opened, the gods and demons are unstoppable.

Ge Fangping obviously saw this scene as well, and he had to admit that he was nervous!

Even if you know that the Erlang God in front of you is just a clone, you also know that the power of the doppelganger is less than one-tenth of the real Erlang God, and you know that this is only the final blow, as long as you resist it, you can escape!

But his whole body was still trembling uncontrollably, and he was able to stabilize a little bit by holding the long pole with both hands.

It's really too much pressure from Erlang God, too much!

"Yang Jian, as long as you let me go today, I promise not to hurt anyone's life again, and the Heavenly Bead Glass Plate can also be given to you, otherwise...... Otherwise...... I'll take him with me!"

Ge Fangping was still afraid, and pointed sideways, pointing in the direction of Ye Fan, who was trapped in place.

Even if he knew that this was the last blow before the immortal yuan was exhausted, he still didn't dare to gamble, and tried to make a final struggle with words.

Huanghuang coercion is no different.

However, it is clear that this struggle is useless in front of Jiro Zhenjun.

The wind rises.

Yang Jian moved, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife.

Jumped.

A silver light remained in the air, but his figure had already come to Ge Fangping's side in an instant.

"Eyes of the sky!"

This is the first time that the doppelganger Yang Jian has spoken, his voice is strong and far-reaching, and it is not surprising that it is also the last time in this battle.

Compared to the previous spell, an extremely ordinary-looking beam of silver light shot out from the Eye of the Sky.

Ge Fangping knew that Yang Jian had moved, but before his hands were raised, the figure had already arrived in front of him!

Fast!

It's so fast!

Only then did he realize what had happened, and his eyes showed a look of shock and despair.

He looked down.

A fist-like hole had already appeared in his chest.

dropped the spear in his hand and hurriedly covered it, but blood flowed from his fingers, and the picture looked extremely tragic.

The picture freezes.

Yang Jian's doppelganger turned into a scattered style

And Ge Fangping's face was full of struggle, and he slowly knelt on the ground, letting out a few bellows-like screams.

Is it over?

Ye Fan found that he could move at this moment!

I guess it's over.

The spear fell on the lawn with a dull thud.

The old man's white hair was spread out, covered in blood, and he looked down at the large hole in his chest.

Blood flowed down the soil into the river......

"Bang!"

Ge Fangping fell.

"Whew!"

Ye Fan also collapsed on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had participated in the battle himself, exhausted.

There was only one thought in his mind at the moment.

It's dangerous to be a fairy real chicken,

Especially a fairy like me who doesn't have a little golden finger!

Ye Fan rested for a moment, got up and wanted to leave, he had learned a lesson, the corpse or something should not be confirmed well, not afraid of poison, just afraid that there would be some magic weapon suddenly appearing and asking for his own life.

Staggered to his feet, and just took a few steps, only to find that his feet could not move.

"No, it won't!"

Ye Fan howled sadly and turned his head to look.

Sure enough, the old man didn't know when he had already stood up, and looked at Ye Fan with a slumped face, with blood on the corners of his mouth, but his face was full of smiles......

"None of this is dead!"

Ye Fan could even look through the big hole in his chest at the sparrows flying in the air not far away!