"Give it all to me, kill him!"

Steward Wu glared angrily, pointed at Yang Fan and shouted loudly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Kill!"

As soon as they responded, everyone became agitated when they heard this order, their eyes were red, and they raised the three-foot Qingfeng in their hands to kill Yang Fan.

Finally the fight began, and the huge basin, densely packed with people, wielded sharp blades, flashing in the sun. From a distance, the black pressure is overwhelming, like an army of ants.

Thousands of soldiers and horses flocked to the scene, and a murderous aura rushed to the face. They are all cultivators, and they have a strength no less than that of a Xuan-level master! To put it bluntly, this group of men is enough to destroy a city in an instant. What's more, Yang Fan is alone at this moment?

But Yang Fan didn't flinch, the injury on his arm was not healed, his state was very bad, and his face was pale. Yet he remained the same as if he were facing nothing but air.

He took a deep breath and exhaled again, his eyes already showing a firmness that they had never seen before.

Even if there are thousands of troops and horses ahead, he must rescue Mu Yao today!

"Kill!"

Yang Fan picked up the two long swords on the ground with one foot and held them in his hands, the light blue qi crisscrossed around his body, the black hair was windless, and the killing intent was full of sky. His fighting intent at the moment had reached the extreme, which had never happened before.

"Boom!"

The flickering sword blade of cold light swept away, and a circle of sword light flew out like light and shadow, and the circle of people and horses leaning on the front were all cut off by this blow, and the scarlet blood sprayed the sky and dyed the withered yellow earth red, and also dyed Yang Fan red.

"Who can stop me?"

Yang Fan held the double swords, roared like a dragon, and jumped forward to meet the thousands of troops in front of him, the swords of both hands danced, and the two swords waved under his hands as if they were alive, and one move could stab out hundreds of attack points, which was completely impossible to parry.

The ferocious momentum is like the birth of the Demon King, dare to fight with the sky! This alone made the people of the Heavenly Family lose by three points.

"Brush!"

The cold light of the sword blade was touched, the head was separated from the body, and the graceful arc was accompanied by the scarlet surging out, Yang Fan couldn't control himself at all at the moment, he was fighting wildly.

"This kid is really fierce, but he's just fighting the trapped beasts."

Steward Wu's eyelids also jumped when he saw this scene, he had lived so long in his life, and it was the first time he had seen someone kill so ferociously surrounded by thousands of people.

"If they submit to our Bai family, their attainments in cultivation will definitely be able to reach a higher level in the future. It's a pity that it's too rigid. Since it cannot be used by me, it has to be destroyed by me. ”

Bai Zihe sighed and shook his head, Yang Fan's qualifications are too amazing, three points stronger than the geniuses of these giant families, if he grows up, he will definitely break the record of the ancient realm, and maybe become a heaven-level master, or even above the heaven-level!

Words always reveal a lot of inadvertent information, and these words fell on Steward Wu's ears, which couldn't help but make him feel tight in his heart.

What Bai Zihe said just now was for the use of his Bai family, but he didn't mention their heavenly family! Then this shows that the relationship between the Bai family and the Heavenly family is really just a pale contract, so fragile.

It seems that he will have to pay more attention to this white crane in the future.

"Poof!"

The sword light flashed and disappeared, instantly submerged into one person's body, and quickly pulled it out and stabbed into another person's chest. Yang Fan was covered in blood, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of madness.

"Die!"

Not far away, the leader, who had been observing Yang Fan's flaws, suddenly roared and rushed over, stabbed Yang Fan hard in the back, and stabbed a three-foot-long sword blade into his body.

"Forehead ......"

Yang Fan paused, and several people around him, the Heavenly Family Army, immediately made a move, scratching his body.

"Haha!"

Seeing that his sneak attack was successful, the leader couldn't help but show a smug smile, and just as he was about to make up for another sword, Yang Fan suddenly rose into the air, turned around and swept out and slapped him in the face, instantly sending him flying out a few meters.

", is this still human? They were already covered in sword wounds, how could they still burst out with such powerful power? ”

The leader covered his red and swollen face, and looked at the blood-stained figure in front of him, his eyes full of resentment.

I have to say that he was still very shocked by Yang Fan. One person can still hold on to the present in the face of the attacks of thousands of people.

The pain in his body seemed to be diluted by the endless killing intent, and Yang Fan didn't feel the slightest. His hair was messy, the coagulated blood was sticking together, and his originally handsome face was now blurred by the mixture of blood and dirt. The clothes on his body were in tatters, and he couldn't tell how many attacks he had endured.

I'm so tired, am I going to die here?

Looking at the crowd in front of him that seemed to be inexhaustible, Yang Fan couldn't help but question in his heart. Over the years, no matter how many times I have been born and died, it has never been as serious as this one.

Although he knew that if he were to escape, then he believed that no one would be able to catch up with him. But will you be able to escape? If she leaves, what will Mu Yao and the others do?

If that's the case, what's the point of living?

The enemy is weak, I am strong, and I will fight to the death. The enemy is strong and I am weak, pat my ass and run. Yang Fan remembered what the old man had said to him, and Yang Fan had always remembered it in his heart.

At this moment, he understood that no matter how true the truth in the world was, whether it was really useful or not, sometimes, in front of something called affection, it was just a floating cloud.

"Poof!"

Yang Fan suddenly smiled faintly, and his dirty face showed white teeth.

He took off his shirt and tore it in half, revealing a bloody body. The deep scar is thrilling to those who see it.

Yang Fan twisted his clothes into strips and tied his hand with the sword unhurriedly, so that it would not get out of his control.

"Come, go on."

He made a gesture towards the Heavenly Family Army to let his horse come over, and everything looked so indifferent.

The audience was quiet and scary, and they didn't rush forward at the first time. Because they were really shocked by the man in front of them.

In this case, he didn't even have the slightest intention of escaping, and he chose to continue fighting. What kind of faith and courage does this require?

"What's your name?"

The leader looked at Yang Fan and asked in a low voice.

"My name is Tombstone."

Yang Fan lowered his head slightly, revealing an evil and cold smile.

Tombstones are a big taboo in the underground world, and today, we have to let the ancient world know the meaning of this name.

"Come on, have fun with me today."

Yang Fan pulled out the red long sword and walked forward step by step......