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Yang Han broke all of Li Chenfei's ribs with another punch, looking at the figure lying on the ground covered in blood, with a severely deformed and sunken body, his eyes were full of contempt from above, as if he was looking at a domestic animal and an ant.

Li Chenfei, the former immortal enemy, this recognized peerless genius, has now completely lost the qualification to compete with him, and he is no longer worthy of being Yang Han's opponent.

After today, among all the disciples of the entire sect, Yang Han will be the uncrowned king, he has truly suppressed the invincible opponents of the heroes, and he has stood on the platform of life and death, killing all his peers, and has not tasted defeat.

Yang Han went from the bottom to the supreme throne of the strongest disciple of the sect in just three days, and he made a name for himself, and his combat power was brilliant, this kind of record can be called brilliant, stunning the world, he is a real pride of the heavens, and he has the qualifications to embark on the supreme road.

"You have been defeated, and the path of cultivation has been completely blocked by me, so send you on the road."

Yang Han looked at Li Chenfei full of pity, and then raised his hand knife slightly, the sword qi on it was staggered, buzzing and ringing in his ears, revealing a shocking killing intent.

"I'm not defeated, I'm not defeated, I still have the strongest swordsmanship, why do you say I'm defeated?"

Li Chenfei was covered in blood, his body collapsed in many places, his flesh and blood were blurred, he had been smashed with a fist and was about to turn into a pile of flesh, his hair was scattered, his clothes were tattered, but there was still a strong arrogance on his face.

"You don't have a chance to show it, you are too conceited, if you use the strongest means at the beginning, you really don't necessarily know who will live and who will die, but now, you will definitely die." Please Baidu black じ岩じ阁 is our greatest support,Thank you!

Yang Han's raised right hand completely turned into a sword, the cold light on it was monstrous, and he spewed out fierce sword qi between his five fingers, wanting to kill the immortal and destroy the Buddha, and then slashed at Li Chenfei's neck, and the atmosphere along the way was directly torn apart.

"Scoundrel, do you dare?"

A burst of shouts came from not far away, as if the gods were angry, terrifying, and the thick qi machine that was entrained in it actually shook Yang Han's blood and qi tumbling, and his strength was faintly about to collapse.

"Boom."

A huge palm fell towards Yang Han's head, covering the sky, like an ancient divine mountain falling from the sky, covering the sky, and the four fields were dim, it was the Great Elder who made a move, and when things developed to this point, he could no longer be calm, and he wanted to kill Yang Han with one blow.

"You are an old immortal, so shameless, as the great elder of the sect, you dare to wantonly attack the juniors, you are so shameless."

Yang Han looked at the monstrous big hand that was suppressed and fell, his eyes were about to split, and his anger was burning, this blow was too powerful, if he didn't dodge, he would definitely be slapped into a ball of flesh, this is the gap in strength.

He had to abandon Li Chenfei, his body shook, and he quickly fled from the side.

"Yang Han, you can't kill me this time, you will be the one who will die next time."

Li Chenfei saw the blood stains on his face, forcibly mobilized the little strength left in his body, stood up from the ground, and flew towards the outside of the square, now he is too seriously injured, it is useless to stay here any longer.

Yang Han, who was dodging, heard Li Chenfei's words, his eyes burst out of Sen Leng's killing machine again, Li Chenfei definitely can't stay, his qualifications are too terrible, his luck is long, and his fortune is profound, he can't let the tiger return to the mountain, otherwise there will be a big crisis in the future.

"Where to flee, roll over and die."

Yang Han chased after Li Chenfei's ass again, his strength exploded, and his momentum was like a great sun, he didn't care about the great elder behind him, and he was determined to kill the immortal enemy in front of him, and he was a fierce mess.

"You deceive too much, you deceive too much."

Li Chenfei saw Yang Han killing him again, his eyes were red, and a mouthful of steel teeth was almost crushed, when had he been chased and killed by a peer like this? When did he get to such a point?

"Boom."

He pulled out the ancient sword behind his back, closed his eyes, and tried his best to calm the anger in his heart, wanting to reach the realm of the sword path without joy or sorrow, and with an empty mind.

But Yang Han, who was killed at this moment, where was he willing to give him the opportunity to show his swordsmanship, he burst into a shout, exhaled like thunder, and bursts of thunder sounded in the void, it was Lei Gong who was angry, and the terrifying sound shook Li Chenfei's seven orifices and bled out, and his mind almost collapsed.

"Die."

Yang Han came in an instant, pulled out the half-spirit sword behind his back, and slashed at Li Chenfei's head, the cold light rushed up to Jiuxiao, and the entire heaven and earth were suddenly covered with dense snowflakes, shining brightly, and they were all condensed by fierce sword qi.

"Whew."

Li Chenfei also stabbed out a sword at Yang Han's heart, and the ancient sword turned into a frightening sword that pierced the sky, and behind him, the Great Elder's attack fell again, and a palm print came across the sky, as if it was about to collapse the void.

The abdomen and back were attacked by the enemy, but Yang Han was ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to himself, he moved his heart position, did not dodge or dodge, and exchanged his injuries for his life, he vowed to kill Li Chenfei.

"Poof."

In the center of the field, the sword shadows were staggered, the big hand covered the sky, Yang Han's chest was pierced by a sword, the front and back were bright, and the back was deeply dented by the great elder's blow, and the organs inside were faintly shattered, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, and flying out.

On the other side, a head flew up suddenly, spinning in mid-air with a face full of sadness, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and then a white-clothed corpse fell down with a bang, and a column of blood several meters high shot out from his neck, like a small fountain.

"Rumble."

The head crossed the air, fell to the ground, rolled like a ball, and finally stopped not far from the corpse, the white-clothed corpse that had already fallen, actually staggered again, he stood up with difficulty, his steps were weak, and his neck was still spraying blood columns.

He walked on the bloodstained road step by step, picked up the head and the ancient sword with a slight tremble, and finally the headless corpse held the head in one hand and the ancient sword in the other, standing in the center of the field, his body was straight, and blood flowers were sprinkled from above him, like fire, like flowers, rendering this scene extremely desolate.

The pillar of blood has been sprayed dry, the blood in the body has been exhausted, and the corpse in white clothes like snow stands motionless with the ancient sword, a generation of peerless geniuses, Li Chenfei, has fallen.

The scene had already become dead silent, everyone even stopped breathing, and looked at the center of the square in a daze, and finally many disciples at the scene had faintly sour noses and choked throats, and they all knelt down heavily towards the white-clothed corpse in the field.

No matter what Li Chenfei does right or wrong, at this moment, he is a real swordsman, he has to hold his sword until the last moment of his life, even if he dies, he has to die standing, he is proud, he does not allow any failure stain in his life.

This perseverance and courage, even Yang Han, the enemy of life and death, couldn't help but be stunned, he never thought that Li Chenfei still had such a proud side, born as a hero, and died as a ghost, this is a singing and crying opponent.

Before thinking about it, Li Chenfei was dressed in white like snow, carrying an ancient sword, stepping on the sword patterns in the sky, and blessing himself with the rhyme of the fairy road, floating like a fairy, not eating red dust and fireworks, regarded as a belief by many disciples, regarded as a pillar of heaven, and was known as the myth and legend of the upcoming rise of the sect.

They still remember that the figure is upright, carrying both hands on his back, standing proudly in the world, with an outstanding demeanor, with the sacred avenue under his feet intertwined, and his whole body exudes a dazzling light, with his head above the sky and his feet on the ground, that light, that one, all of which are his dignity and glory.

They still remembered that in the battle of the Black Wind Mountain Range, the four inner disciples of the Luoxia Sword Sect came out and threatened to defeat all the disciples of the Sword Yuan Sect until they did not dare to appear again.

The four major disciples of Luoxia, one person and one sword, suppressed one side, and directly killed hundreds of disciples of the entire Jianyuan Sect knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, the older generation did not come forward, and the chief disciple was hidden, and that battle was a shame in the hearts of all the disciples of the entire sect.

Just when they were resentful, just when they were desperate, it was Li Chenfei who made a move, and they vaguely remembered that the young Li Chenfei had a young face with a young face, also dressed in white, carrying an ancient sword, and came slowly from the end of the earth in the afterglow of the sunset, and his whole body was filled with a golden luster.

In the end, he fought the four disciples alone, his white clothes were stained with blood, his long sword was broken, and he killed the other party until he was frightened and fled in embarrassment, how dazzling was that battle? Back then, the immature figure stood in a pool of blood, standing with a broken sword, and his eyes were resolute, guarding the last glory and dignity of the sect, which was convincing.

But unfortunately, with the passage of time, although Li Chenfei is becoming more and more dazzling, his heart is no longer as simple as it was at the beginning, his heart is no longer hot, and Li Chenfei, who stands alone in a pool of blood, fights the opponent, and is no longer visible.

Time flows like an arrow, and heaven curves like a bow.

Looking forward to the eastward flow of water.

Gone are the days of brilliance.

What is the geometry of life?

Death, like the morning glow, death like loess.

All this seems sad and lamentable!

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