"Brother Yi Fan!" Zhu Yuting was so frightened that her face was pale. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You...... The Shadow Pavilion's silver-masked killer?" Yi Fan said.

"No, the Shadow Pavilion's Chief Silver Mask Killer is fifth, Bi. The other party said, "It's all over." ”

"Bump!"

The sword light swallowed, and Yi Fan's body turned into a blood mist.

Bi sneered, and was about to harvest the spoils when the blood mist appeared a hundred zhang away and recondensed.

"Rebirth?!Even if you have a substitute like the Blood Spirit Crystal, you can't escape the power of my Desperate Killing Sword!" Bi exclaimed.

Hundreds of zhang away, Yi Fan's face was slightly pale, and after knocking Zhu Yuting unconscious, he directly put it into his sleeve, and the knife and knife also got into Yi Fan's sleeve in fear.

The person who came was very strong, and even the breath was still above Lin Yinnu.

The enemy that can escape his sword heart sense and phantom star pupil sense is a terrifying and abnormal existence.

"He is worthy of being a master who can kill the secret disciples of the Medicine King Sect. Bi took a deep breath and said, "If nothing else, you should have become a secret disciple of the Qingxu Sect." ”

Yi Fan did not deny it.

"Your physical cultivation strength is very strong! Zheng Guanhou and Fang Zhongfang, those two fools, accumulated the strength of a hundred punches for you, and in the end, they were directly exploded!" Bi Dao: "I've seen that punch! In the Fa Phase Realm, there are very few people I know who can take your punch. ”

"What about you?" Yi Fan said.

"The end is the same as Fang Zhongfang and Zheng Guanhou. Bi turned the long sword in his hand and said, "You should have inherited the secret inheritance of the Qingxu Gate." It's really powerful. But, I'm not going to give you a chance to gather strength. ”

"Desperate Sword Intent, Seventh Layer!"

Bi's long sword stabbed at Yi Fan, looking slow and abnormal, but it was only instantaneous, and it changed in front of Yi Fan.

That's it, but when the sword light swayed over, Yi Fan recalled in his mind those moments of facing death in his previous life!

At that time, when he was a special soldier, he had to die of despair many times!

Now, no different!

So that he can't even have the heart to resist!

Thanks to his strong martial will, he was only slightly flustered, but he still reacted.

Poof!

Yi Fan dodged the attack of the Despair Sword sideways, but his shoulder was still cut, and the blood flowed profusely.

Yi Fan used the hemostatic method on the Nine Transformations Medicine King Sutra, but found that he couldn't stop it at all.

It's just because on top of that wound, there are seven layers of desperate sword intent attached!

The power of sword intent in the seventh layer!

Unless Yi Fan can still stack the power of a hundred tigers, no, the power of fifty tigers, with the power of the two thousand tempers, he may be able to block it.

However, without the method of accumulating strength, the White Tiger True Divine Skill is not vulnerable at all in front of the other party.

As for the power of sword cultivation, it is also useless.

"Phantom Star Hitomi!"

At the last moment, Yi Fan urged his right eye to create a phantom star world.

In an instant, Bi fell into the starlight.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yi Fan desperately displayed the White Tiger True Divine Skill, layer after layer of superimposed power.

"Poof!"

The illusion is directly broken!

Sword intent can cut through vanity!

With the seventh-layer desperate sword intent, it was easy to break Yi Fan's third-order phantom star pupil.

This is also because Yi Fan's divine sense has no advantage over the other party, and he does not specifically cultivate the illusionary power of the Phantom Star Pupil.

"Phantom Star Thorn!"

"Ding!"

"Breaking the Stars!"

"Ding!"

Two pupil attacks and are broken at the same time.

"Don't struggle, in front of my seventh-layer sword intent, your pupil technique attack is simply vulnerable!" Bi Shen was out of nowhere, and when he spoke, he was still a hundred zhang away, and the words fell, and he had already arrived in front of Yi Fan.

The sword of despair was already attached to Yi Fan's neck, and it only needed to be pulled!

"The dragon roars and the tiger roars!"

"Natal talent, White Tiger Evil Wind!"

"The power of the two!"

Three kinds of power in a row, superimposed together, just condensed the power of the Ten Tigers, with the natal talent, this first awakening, known as the natal talent of the body of the gods, suddenly exerted!

The cyan and silver light waves turned into dragon and tiger phantoms, impacting the Sword of Despair!

The dragon roar and the tiger roar can burst out three times the power of the physical body, and with the natal talent and the power of the ten tigers, it finally blocked the despair sword containing the seven-layer sword intent.

At the same time, Yi Fan's fist slammed into Bi's shadow.

"Poof!"

As if hitting cotton, the golden fist swooped into the air.

The Sword of Despair was blocked, and Bi appeared thirty zhang away.

"Stains, I can't imagine that you don't have superimposed strength, but you have such power. Bi took a deep breath and said, "Senior Brother is right, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, otherwise it is inevitable that he will suffer." ”

After saying that, Bi opened her mouth and spit out, but saw a cloud of gray qi melted into the sword of despair.

"Natal talent, breath of despair?!" Yi Fan's pupils constricted.

"Divine power, a thousand killing swords!"

A gray-black giant sword of more than 600 zhang, integrated with seven layers of sword intent, superimposed on the breath of despair of the natal talent, and combined with the Thousand Killing Sword, blocked all of Yi Fan's retreats!

"The dragon roars and the tiger roars!"

Yi Fan roared.

The dragon and tiger ripples condensed together and rushed towards the gray giant sword.

Laugh at!

It's overwhelming!

The sword of despair split the ripples, slashed down from the top of Yi Fan's head, and split Yi Fan!

"Bump!"

Yi Fan turned into a cloud of blood mist again.

A hundred zhang away, Yi Fan resurfaced.

This time, Yi Fan's face was even paler.

"Immortal power...... Good...... I'd like to see how many times you can resurrect you!" Bi sneered, and as with her previous ultimate, she sacrificed again.

He didn't believe that Yi Fan had mastered the legendary power of blood rebirth!

Even a few times ago, the strong men of the God Forsaken Remnant Clan who ravaged the Desolate Ancient Continent could not be reborn with endless blood drops, and in the end, they were killed more than a dozen times by the powerhouses of the major forces, and finally died alive.

No matter how strong Yi Fan is, can he compare with the original God Forsaken Remnant Clan?!

"Immortal Eye!"

Just as Bi once again harnessed the Sword of Despair to slash Yi Fan, Leng Ding's whole body trembled, as if he was entangled by a terrifying existence.

Immediately, he saw Yi Fan's left eye and winked at him fiercely!

Then, the Sword of Despair split Yi Fan again.

"Can it still be resurrected?" Bi Ru thought, and then he scratched his neck, only to feel a little itchy in his neck.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in his fingers, and when he looked closely, he saw a blood-colored flame, and there was a golden lotus flower faintly in the heart of the flame, burning above his fingers.

"What flame?" Bi let out a breath of gray air, trying to drown out the blood-colored flames.

Who knows, the blood-colored flames swallowed up the gray gas, and instead burned brightly.

"Natal Talent, Breath of Despair!" Bi panicked and had to sacrifice her natal power to extinguish the flames.

However, the blood-colored flame was domineering, and it directly soared and became violent.

In an instant, Bihua was wrapped in blood flames and struggled in all directions.

"No ......"

"No ......"

"No ......"

The sky is blue and the earth is shaking, the earth is shaking, and the blood flame is always entangled.

to his body, his primordial spirit...... It was only after everything had turned to powder that the blood flame dissipated.

At this time, Yi Fan, who came out of the blood mist, had blood overflowing from his left eye, his pupils were full of bloodshots, his face was pale and terrifying, and he was seriously injured.

At this time, when I met a silver-faced killer, I guessed that I was dead.

He didn't care about cleaning up the battlefield and hurried away.

ps: second update.

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