Nangong Fan held the black dragon sword tightly in his hand, as if he was holding a blood-colored crescent moon, and black lines were permeated near the tip of the sword, as if the air had been completely pierced under this thorn.

Even if the sharp breath was not approaching, it also made the lion demon's body subconsciously feel cold, which was a threatening force to it.

The bone knife also bloomed with thousands of brilliance under the command of Ziyou, and the dense divine patterns on it reflected each other, releasing violent power.

Nangong Fan's eyes flickered, and he vaguely felt that two or three wisps of qi were locked in this vicinity, and a demon beast was coming, and he had to fight quickly. As soon as his mind moved, the divine eye bloomed again.

This time it's the Magic Vision.

The gray aura instantly filled the lion demon's body. Even if it had only been exposed to this force not long ago, and if it had taken precautions, the movements up and down its entire body could not be stopped.

The palm of the hand swiped forward, frozen in the air. It looks as if someone has gently pressed the pause button on it in the air.

The sword moved, the sword intent erupted, the green silk floated under the blood, and there was a fire leaping, easily crossing the palm of the hand and piercing the bridge of his nose.

At the same time, the bone knife approached its head.

The lion demon was able to move, and the palm of his hand subconsciously fanned forward, and a sharp edge appeared, and five conspicuous claw marks appeared on Nangong Fan's chest, with blue light looming, and the blood was frozen under the cold breath as soon as it was squeezed out.

The bone knife fell, the lion demon's head was confused, and blood flowers appeared from the top of his head.

Nangong Fan's sword also arrived, he didn't seem to notice that he was injured, this sword was ruthless and urgent.

Mixed with a sharp sound of breaking the air, it pierced the bridge of the lion demon's collapsed nose.

The devouring power of the sword body swept through, and the flesh and bones around it that were slightly alive all dispersed like foam.

Nangong Fan continued to push the Black Dragon Sword forward, as if he wanted to annihilate the lion demon with this sword alone.

The lion demon was in pain and slapped the giant palm again.

Nangong Fan's eyes froze, and his body was slightly on one side, but he still unswervingly rushed forward.

At this point, he was almost completely in a state of madness, thinking only about a quick solution, not caring about the possible blow to himself.

Nangong Fan's body was abrupt, and the black dragon sword was stuck by the intact bones inside!

At the same time, the powerful waving palm was getting closer and closer under a blue light.

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth couldn't help but rise, outlining a trace of evil smile, and he let go of the hand holding the black dragon sword, and his body staggered under the light and shadow steps, trying to avoid the vital point. At the same time, a light appeared on the fingertips, and the sun fingers were used again.

This time, the goal is to make the hilt of a dragon's head like a dragon's head!

Since you have lost your strength, add enough strength to it.

"I'd like to see how hard your bones are. Nangong Fan's arrogant laughter broke abruptly in a "bang", and the whole person couldn't help but fly backwards behind him.

Blue light burst out from top and bottom of his body, and his body seemed to tremble in mid-air, but his eyes were still firm as usual, and his divine thoughts were still trying to manipulate the black dragon sword to plunder, lest the spirit in it miss the opportunity under greed.

This can make Ziyou frightened, and his body can't help but go towards Nangong Fan's body that quickly retreated, and in a confusion of thoughts, the bone knife that continued to slash down dimmed a little.

Nangong Fan's finger dropped the hilt of the sword, and the two were already extremely close, and almost instantly, the violent path was applied on the hilt.

The tip of the sword was pushed forward.

There was a click, and the lion's hard bones shattered, and a bit of the tip of the sword pierced through the back of its head.

"Whew!"

A desperate roar exploded.

The lion can compete with the tiger for the role of the king of beasts. Under the complete burst of the peak Xuan Realm aura belonging to the lion demon, even those demon beasts that were snooping a few hundred meters away couldn't help but retreat a little. But greed keeps them pacing.

They knew that the winner was about to be decided, and now was a good time to take advantage, so they couldn't help but get closer and closer to the place of battle.

Ziyou caught Nangong Fan, this stupid girl was in a panic, and even the magic power of her own consummation realm was forgotten, completely blocking Nangong Fan's tendency to continue to retreat.

Nangong Fan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly when he noticed Ziyou's movements, even if there was a gap of about five meters in the power of his body, it was enough to seriously injure a high-level epithelium.

A punch was thrown, and a blue light appeared.

Ten years of polishing in peace, just waiting for the wind and clouds to turn into dragons. Based on the eagle-shaped sword of self-realization, the eagle-shaped fist has already been practiced. It's just that it's a lot weaker than the bear-shaped fist with a powerful fist.

Under the punch, stay in the air. The whole body is no longer nowhere to focus, and gravity envelops itself. When he sank down, his body was also writhing irregularly, forcibly unloading a lot of force, but this made Nangong Fan directly spit out a mouthful of blood with ice slag.

The chill has penetrated deep into the body.

It's not that the Dawn Yan is not powerful enough, it's really that this alien energy invades the body, and there must be a time to clean it up.

If other barbarian cultivators encountered such an injury, they would have to go to the priest for treatment, while Nangong Fan only needed to wrap the Dawn Yan in his body in his free time to completely remove it.

Nangong Fan subconsciously shuddered, and fell steadily into Ziyou's arms.

Even after many unloading forces, he still smashed Ziyou to the ground. Even if he wasn't hurt, he looked embarrassed.

At the same time as Ziyou fell, he finally realized that he had done something stupid, but why didn't he feel pain?

You must know that this strange desert made of gravel, if you don't plane it, it is no different from the normal ground, or even harder, it stands to reason that if you fall under this huge force, you will not know how to escape from the earth, how can you feel pain, how can you feel a trace of softness?

"Auntie, don't be stunned, hurry up and pick me up, go pick up the black dragon sword and slip away. ”

Nangong Fan's weak voice came from under Ziyou, but judging from the glittering light in his eyes, he didn't seem to be as unbearable as he looked.

At the moment of contact, afraid of causing secondary damage to Ziyou, Nangong Fan forcibly twisted his body, although his body was aggravated, but everything was actually under his control.

"Ahh

Then a "bang" was heard, and the lion demon staggered to the ground.

was pierced through the brain by the black dragon sword, and there was no possibility of sparing. At least the lion demon in front of him at the pinnacle of the Xuan Realm couldn't escape from the devouring power.

Several beast roars sounded in the distance, and several demon beasts were warning each other.

Ziyou hurriedly carried Nangong Fan behind him, took a few steps forward, came to the lion demon who was paralyzed on the ground and silent, and pulled out the black dragon sword vigorously, surprised by the stability of the sword, it seemed that he was extremely reluctant to be pulled out of its prey by Ziyou.

Nangong Fan's eyes flashed with essence, and the black dragon sword trembled lightly, slowly detached from the lion demon's skull, and fell into Ziyou's hands. Ziyou didn't look back and handed it to Nangong Fan on his back.

At this time, there was already a sound of wind in all directions, and the few demon beasts that had been waiting for a long time had already begun to attack here.

"Left sprint. Nangong Fan incorporated the Black Dragon Sword into his body, and his whole body wrapped around Ziyou's body in a strange posture, but it did not affect the flexibility of his posture, and his mouth kept comforting, "Don't be afraid, the left end is only a mid-level, there is a big gap between you, you don't have to think about killing it, just swing it away, just run forward past it." ”

Ziyou already had beads of sweat on his forehead, gritted his teeth, nodded firmly, and took a quick step, gray energy appeared on his toes, increasing his speed.

She can barely fly with a weapon, and it is difficult to do it with a person on her back, and now she can only rely on her own magic power to achieve perfection and break through in the ground.

The bone weapon roared in front of Ziyou, and accompanied her to impact. She didn't notice that the hideous wounds on the lion demon's face behind her had not yet flowed blood, and her head was slowly turning into a piece of leather without toughness.

Nangong Fan couldn't bear to let Ziyou see this chilling scene.

Although the speed of Ziyou's forward rush is not as fast as Nangong Fan's light and shadow step, it is also above the general peak. What's more, the demon beast is also attacking this way.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer at a speed visible to the naked eye, and under the light of the moon, Nangong Fan could easily identify that it was a sand-swallowing beast that stood in the way.

"The sand demon beast swallows the sand beast, the mouthparts are hard and can easily penetrate the sand surface and sneak in, and the weakness is in the back of the head. Nangong Fan's voice was very faint, but it clearly came into Ziyou's ears.

In addition to the experience of wandering in the marginal areas and the land of trials, Nangong Fan has also turned over a lot of books from Gu Chen's collection in the past ten years. Most of the demon beasts active on the Barbarian Continent, and even the alien grass attributes and ranks, he is like a treasure.

Ziyou's eyes trembled slightly, Nangong Fan leaned lightly on her shoulder, and continued to chant in his mouth, "If it's just a swing, just hit it, as long as we escape from the encirclement of the demon beast, dig a hole in the ground at a deeper distance, and we can enter the space at will, then it will be safe." ”

His ears felt a slight tingle, his eyes gradually became firm, and the momentum on his body seemed to be sublimated.

Nangong Fan showed a satisfied smile, and as far as his eyes could see, he saw the bone knife flexibly rushing towards the Sand Swallowing Beast, and a trace of gray energy appeared on it.

It's finally a good idea. Nangong Fan had to praise his wit, he was a very heroic son in his bones, and he would not be knocked down by this suffering, but would pick up the feeling that he had gradually forgotten in his heart.

The body of the sand swallowing beast paused slightly, it didn't expect that after the death of the peak lion demon, the human race in front of it could still maintain such combat power, and its offensive was not yet close, which made it feel a great crisis.

Nangong Fan watched from the wall, indifferently appreciating Ziyou's progress, and glanced around him from time to time, except for a few high-level demon beasts catching up in this direction, the other demon beasts were extremely realistic, and the first target was the peak lion demon who had fallen to the ground.

This demon beast was also forced to do so, although its speed was only faster than that of ordinary high-level Bone Quenching Realm brute cultivators, but Nangong Fan could still tell from the jumping shadow that it was already injured. It didn't dare to go to the lion demon's side, lest it suffer itself, so it had to come here to see if it could find any benefits.

White rays streak across the sky.

The sand swallower, its body slammed into the ground.

The Bone Knife was so fast that it smashed into it before it could completely cover its form.

Brown blood appeared faintly, and Ziyou continued to rush forward in the distance without looking back.