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"It's all over!" Although Hou Xiandong has mastered the Divine Dao of Destiny, he only needs a thought to activate it, but he does not dare to use it easily, because it will consume his vitality, and now for him, Zhou Fan is no different from losing, and all he has to do is to give the final blow.

"Really?" Although Zhou Fan could only barely support his body with the Hengtian Sword, he didn't give up, but choked and said, "Then you can kill me if you have a kind!" ”

"You don't need to provoke me," Hou Xiandong was about to complete his long-cherished wish, his heart was unusually calm, and he saw him slowly walk to Zhou Fan's side, let out a sigh of relief, and slapped the other party's head with his palm.

However, at this moment, Zhou Fan's eyes changed instantly, his left eye was filled with the power of the demons, and his right eye was filled with the power of light, pointing straight at and shooting out two beams of black and white.

Hou Xiandong was imperative, and naturally he would not allow any obstruction, but I saw that he hurriedly operated the Destiny Divine Dao and planned to forcibly suppress Zhou Fan's offensive.

However, the two beams of light that shot out of Zhou Fan's eyes showed no signs of dissipating, but merged into one place, turning into a golden sphere of energy and slowly enlarging between the two.

"How can it look like this?" Hou Xiandong's eyes were full of surprise, he originally planned to use the Divine Way of Fate to forcibly suppress Zhou Fan's Divine Dao, but instead of succeeding, the whole person was even more bloody, and he almost fell to the ground.

"When you seize the Destiny Divine Dao, you have lost the chance of winning," although Zhou Fan was still half-kneeling on the ground because of his physical injuries, his whole mental state was extremely full.

The golden sphere gradually expanded, gradually moving in front of Zhou Fan's body, enveloping it, and then submerged Hou Xiandong in it, and the Divine Dao of Destiny collapsed in an instant.

Zhou Fan himself broke the Divine Dao of Destiny.

"The power of the realm? Spirit Sect Middle Realm? That's impossible! Hou Xiandong didn't believe what he saw.

"But that's the truth, you're defeated!" Zhou Fan said indifferently.

It turned out that the golden sphere was Zhou Fan's realm, and the power of light and darkness that burst out of his eyes was the Tao he had cultivated in meditation before, which he called "disappearing!" Where the Tao touches, everything dissipates into the invisible.

Even if the ordinary Spirit Sect realm cultivates the Dao, it is impossible to form the realm of the Dao, but Zhou Fan's spiritual power is too much beyond ordinary people, and in the case of pouring out most of the spiritual power, the realm of the Dao is temporarily formed to break the Divine Dao of Destiny.

"What is thy way?" Hou Xiandong was puzzled.

"I don't know, I call it the Way of Disappearance!" Zhou Fan looked at the other party again and said, "Brother Hou, you and I have fought to the limit now, let's stop!" ”

"You know what? Actually, you really have a temper with me," Hou Xiandong suddenly smiled, smiling as before, free and easy, but he didn't intend to end like this, "We can really be good friends, or even good brothers, but fate is too good at playing tricks on people, and God doesn't let us coexist!" ”

Hou Xiandong's body began to become a little illusory, and his spiritual power burst out again.

"Brother Hou, stop quickly!" Zhou Fan hurriedly shouted, because he had already seen that the other party was planning to sacrifice himself with blood.

"I can't turn back," Hou Xiandong said with a wry smile: "Brother Zhou, now you only have two choices, one is to let me die, and the other is to die with me!" ”

If Zhou Fan was in good condition now, he might be able to stop Hou Xiandong, but now it was difficult for him to even stand, and the only remaining spiritual power was only enough for the final blow, but he couldn't bear it and didn't want to make a move.

"Brother Fan, now is not the time to be soft-hearted," Han Wen under the battle platform suddenly shouted: "This is not a battle for you alone, don't forget that there are me and Yixin behind you!" ”

Perhaps hearing Han Wen's words, seeing that Hou Xiandong's whole body was full of spiritual power that had reached a critical point and was about to explode, Zhou Fan no longer hesitated, and directly threw the Hengtian Sword out, and a golden light flashed straight through, like a meteor passing by, directly penetrating Hou Xiandong's body.

There was no self-explosion, no leakage of spiritual power, not even a trace of blood stains left, Hou Xiandong, who was stabbed, disappeared on the battle platform in an instant, and the Hengtian Sword went and returned, and returned to Zhou Fan's hand again.

Zhou Fan's way of disappearance made Hou Xiandong disappear on the battlefield in an instant, and even he didn't know where he went.

"It's over!" With Zhou Fan's long sigh, the whole person also fell to the ground.

Hou Xiandong, one of the four young masters of Zhongzhou, and the young master of Yixian Zhuang with a broad future fell.

When Zhou Fan woke up again, it was already night, and he had already returned to his room, with only Han Wen and Yixin in his hand beside him.

"Did I sleep for a long time?" Zhou Fan hurriedly asked.

Han Wen didn't answer, but nodded.

"Did he win, master?" Zhou Fan said nervously.

This time Han Wen didn't answer, but lowered her head and reached out to touch Yixin's face, looking more like she was avoiding the question.

Zhou Fan felt bad, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that the master is an old man..."

Han Wen didn't wait for Zhou Fan to finish speaking, and laughed directly, "Are you sleepy, don't you want to repair tomorrow?" ”

"But didn't you say I slept for a long time?" Zhou Fan said with some uncertainty.

"It's been a long time since I took a nap in the morning, and now it's time for our son to sleep late," Han Wen came over directly and kicked Zhou Fan out of bed and said, "It's been a long time, and now the bed is mine and Yixin!" ”

"Actually, I can sleep a little longer," looking at the warm mother and son on the bed, Zhou Fan couldn't bear to leave.

"Come less," Han Wen pointed to his head and said, "Lao Buxiu said, you wake up and go to the roof to find him!" ”

"Actually, my injuries are not healed!" Zhou Fan pretended to be weak and didn't want to leave.

However, Han Wen said angrily: "Then you should go to Du Qian!" ”

Zhou Fan was ruthlessly kicked out of the room, but his heart was joyful, after all, Mu Xin'er died, and Han Wen was able to treat Yixin as his own, which made him feel quite moved.

Once upon a time, Qin Han was used to lying high at night, watching the stars fall asleep.

"Are you here?"

"Hmm!" Zhou Fan lay beside Qin Han obediently, also looking at the starry sky at night and said, "Is the master thinking about tomorrow's decisive battle?" ”

Qin Han shook his head and said, "No, I'm looking at the distant starry sky!" ”

"What's there to see about that?" Zhou Fan was puzzled.

"That's my hometown!" Qin Han pointed to one of the shining stars and said.

"Does the hometown that the master refers to refer to the previous life?" Zhou Fan guessed.

"Yes," Qin Han smiled helplessly: "Because of the Heavenly Spirit Sword, I have recovered the memories of my previous life, and everyone's soul will return to their homeland after death, so I am wondering, if I die in the hands of Hong Tian tomorrow, I will be able to return to my hometown without having to carry everything that my father imposed on me." ”