Anyway, Lin Fan couldn't escape, Meng Han didn't care where to do it, and soon the five or six people from the Killer Gate also chased out, and Luo Ying looked at the backs of those few Killer Sect people, as if he was looking at the dead people, smiled strangely, and walked straight out.

Except for Ling Xue, Luo Mei and Tie Nan, there are really not many people on the side of the Purgatory Angels, most of the people brought by Luo Ying are almost dead, but since they were brought here, Luo Ying didn't plan to let them go back, they can be regarded as well-deserved, at least they contributed to the recognition of the Purple Sword, and the rest of the deaths are all people from the Killing Gate.

However, if a person is unlucky, he will be stuffed with cold water, Lin Fan due to his vague steps, when he attacked him with a fist, Lin Fan just stumbled and dodged, and the one rushed over under the effect of inertia, and Lin Fan endured the pain and took this opportunity to pierce his throat with a sword.

The strong gravity made Lin Fan uncomfortable, his body trembled heavily, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back with the purple sword in his hand, and the purple light of the sword body was very bright, which was particularly eye-catching under the dim street lamp.

"It's coming!" This voice was said by a middle-aged man in the dark, his eyes were full of excitement, this moment was finally coming.

"It's coming!" With a feminine smile, Luo Ying suddenly pushed out the killer of the last Purgatory Angel beside him, and the powerful energy made this killer unable to stop at all, and flew straight towards Lin Fan, Lin Fan didn't have time to react at all, and instinctively used the purple sword in his hand to penetrate the opponent's body, did he have a choice? No, with his current body, if this person is pressed down, even if he doesn't die, I'm afraid he won't be able to stand up.

Lin Fan's first reaction was, what is Luo Ying doing? Isn't this a blatant attempt to send his subordinates to death? It's a pity that his subordinates didn't react until he died, he was lucky to survive in the bar just now, and he was still glad in his heart just now, but who would have thought that he would be thrown out by Luo Ying the next moment, and then it was a purple sword that emitted a strange light, and was waiting for him stupidly......

This sudden change made Lin Fan immediately stunned in place, the purple sword completely submerged into the other party's body, the person's eyes stared at Lin Fan with a big fight, the original white and red skin began to change instantly, and the blood gradually disappeared from the surface of the skin, at this time he was already out of life, the mouth shape became an O-shape and stood still, and the blood in his body continued to pour into the purple sword, Lin Fan found that the purple sword had a great fluctuation of qi, and it also indirectly transmitted an inexplicable breath into his body.

Lin Fan didn't dare to let the purple sword stay in the body of the person in front of him anymore, he was a little afraid, afraid that this person would suddenly disappear, which would change his perception of the world, such a bloody sword was really terrifying, Lin Fan had never flinched so much.

Excited! That's right, it's excitement, the person's body slowly fell, the purple sword in Lin Fan's hand kept trembling, as if he was laughing, as if he was being beaten with chicken blood, and the purple light became more and more weird, even covering Lin Fan's face full of blood.

"What's going on?" Luo Ying showed a puzzled expression for the first time, obviously a little puzzled.

The middle-aged man hiding in the dark also let out a surprised "huh", and muttered casually: "It's not okay yet?" ”

And Meng Han first watched the situation in the field, and casually put his eyes on the street, Tan Zhiyong not far away formed an organic whole, and it seemed that the people who killed the door and the few remaining outlaws were all aiming for their opponents, but when they got closer, they all changed.

In other words, now the ones who can really deal with Tan Zhiyong's dozen people are the elites of the Killing Sect sent by Meng Han, and the remaining outlaws are useless at all, at most, they just delay it and consume some of Tan Zhiyong and others.

"Let them come!" Meng Han's voice was a little irresistible excitement, since the other party wanted to die with the god of death, why couldn't he fulfill it? Anyway, Luo Ying still has a few masters under him, and they have absolutely no problem dealing with Tan Zhiyong, who is not in good shape.

Meng Han is not stupid, he has already seen a little bit of the way just now, the reason why Tan Zhiyong and these people can form a huge lethality lies in a speed. They move quickly and smoothly from one another to each other, which is a big part of why their elliptical remains so lethal.

And the reason why they are so desperate to rush this way is nothing more than because Lin Fan is here, and when they come over, they find that Lin Fan is already at the end of the crossbow, and it is impossible to exert combat effectiveness at all, he is already a turtle in an urn, and when they are slaughtered, their belief will definitely collapse, and when the time comes, it will be as simple as pinching an ant to death when they take action to clean them up.

Although this is a bit despicable, Meng Han will not care about this, the people he brought are not ordinary, they are all the real elites of the Lore Sect, and they are not at the same level as the people who were entangled with Lin Fan in the bar just now, such people go to exchange the lives of Tan Zhiyong and those who are already on the verge of death, Meng Han feels a little worthless, he doesn't want to fold all his hands here.

Meng Han's voice quickly passed with a dark aura, although the people of the Killing Gate didn't know what Meng Han wanted to do, they didn't dare to disobey the order, so they quickly withdrew, and Tan Zhiyong and the others maintained the original formation and approached there step by step.

"The boss must be over there, a few of you, no problem to say something," the chaos just now made their bodies a little overwhelmed, especially the addition of Meng Han's group of people, which made Tan Zhiyong and the others really unbearable, their bodies were full of scars, and their faces were full of bloodstains, these bloodstains were theirs, and naturally there were also enemies, I really don't doubt that if they continue to fight like this, they will fall into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

"It's okay, it's okay......" A hurried voice came, through the dim light, Tan Zhiyong couldn't see the injuries on everyone's body clearly, the only thing he could see was the red blood, and what he smelled was the strong smell of blood, he knew that everyone was not lightly injured, but they were all holding on, because he was like this!

Seeing that Tan Zhiyong and the others really came over regardless of the danger, Meng Han's face turned pale, and he snorted coldly.

"Father-in-law, what's the matter? Why hasn't the purple sword ...... yet" In the dark, Chen Tianxu inadvertently glanced at Lin Fan, who was in a very poor state, his body was stained red with blood, and his clothes were tattered to the extreme, as well as the miserable scene in the field, and asked with a frown and a trace of emotion......

PS: Happy reading, everyone, this volume is coming to an end, and the peak will slowly stack to the extreme! You won't be disappointed!