The blood of the two of them infected the whole body, the pain in the heart was unbearable, the disbelief expression of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master hung all over the bloodstained face, the blood flowed through his eyes, but he didn't dare to blink, because of the pain, the corners of his eyes were constantly twitching, his body was trembling, and he gasped out of breath.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master originally thought that his full blow could shatter the opponent's head, but he didn't expect that the other party would be able to shift his head a few points at the last moment, allowing himself to hit his shoulder with a fierce blow, and his own full force blow could not even break the opponent's arm, and the opponent's strong flesh-body shocked him again.

Although both of them were punched out of a hole by the other party, and they seemed to be evenly matched, one was in the forehead and the other was in the shoulder and chest, in the end, Fang Yan still had a slight advantage in this pair.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Fang Yan's facial features tightened, his teeth clenched tightly to prevent himself from screaming in pain, a resolute look was shown on his face, after a confrontation just now, both of them couldn't help but pause for a few breaths, and they faced each other like this, no one made a move first, and they seemed to be relieving the pain, or...... A bigger killer move is brewing.

"Ten Thousand Swords at Your Fingertips!" The calm atmosphere was suddenly broken, and the roar of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master spread through the heavens and the earth, and he finally couldn't help but take the lead.

I saw that the right hand of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master was raised, his five fingers were shining, opening into claws, and the wind suddenly rose up, and countless small energy like sword blades danced wildly in his fingertips, shining, giving people a feeling of extreme sharpness.

The space was twisted into a slight crack, and a terrifying manic aura instantly rushed towards Fang Yan.

"Ten Thousand Swords Sect is peerless, ten thousand swords at your fingertips!" the monk on the ground screamed in shock. Fingertip Ten Thousand Swords, this is a rare melee magic power in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and it is also a magic power that can only be cultivated by every sect master, and it is rumored that the power is incomparable, and it can smash people to pieces in an instant.

Looking at the dazzling and terrifying claws of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, the power brought out by the manic and violent countless sword blades slashed Fang Yan's face, and his already sharp eyes suddenly burst out from his body with a domineering and indomitable momentum.

"Drink!" Fang Yan was fearless and fearless, he hissed loudly, and the blue and red light on his left hand suddenly burst out, covering it thick and thick, clenching his fists and blasting towards the claws of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master.

At the same time, Fang Yan's right hand was not idle, because of the excessive force, the green tendons in his right hand jumped violently, like a hideous green snake clinging to his arm, and before he attacked, he seemed to be able to feel the endless power contained in it.

As soon as the shout just fell down, and before his left arm collided with the finger claws of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, Fang Yan raised his right arm as vigorous as an angry dragon in vain, and then let out a heaven-shattering roar: "You Dragon Roaring Heaven!" and slammed towards the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master's chest.

The sound resounded in all directions, deafening.

"Bang!" Fang Yan's left fist and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master's brilliant finger claws collided instantly, and there was a loud bang, causing the surrounding void to ripple, rippling and collapsing.

The fists and claws of the two did not make substantial contact, and Fang Yan's fist covered by the blue and red light was blocked by the countless sharp blade-like energy of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, and he could no longer enter the slightest.

Countless tiny energies surrounded Fang Yan's fist, twisting wildly, but in less than an instant, the thick blue and red light on the surface of Fang Yan's fist could not withstand the huge violent energy, and was twisted to pieces.

Without the protection of the blue and red light, the countless small energies were no longer hindered, and they were straight towards Fang Yan's fist.

"Ah......" A heart-rending scream came out of Fang Yan's mouth, only to see that his fist was crushed as soon as it came into contact with the countless small energies, not even a trace of bone residue was left, and blood splattered everywhere.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master's hideous face showed a grim sneer, he seemed to see the scene of Fang Yan being twisted into flying ashes, his claws straightened forward, and went all the way up along Fang Yan's minced palm, his wrist was twisted into a blood mist again, followed by his forearm......

Fang Yan's terrible screams didn't stop, he was about to faint, looking at his entire left arm, being crushed inch by inch, blood mist flying, the endless pain and mental torture was not something ordinary people could endure at all.

Fang Yan was deeply shocked by the power of this move, even his own strong body could be shattered in an instant, he couldn't imagine what terrifying energy these blade-like energies had. He knew that if he was held up by the claws of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, he would definitely die.

But Fang Yan did not despair, he relied on his mind and system that were several times more resolute than ordinary people, and kept his mind clear and calm, even if he screamed and felt pain in his heart, but the right hand he bombarded out never trembled in the slightest, and his indomitable domineering momentum did not diminish at all!

At this moment, they are fighting against time, and it depends on who can withstand it first......

"Whew!" Just as the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master crushed Fang Yan's entire arm, Fang Yan's fist finally hit his chest, and suddenly a dragon roar resounded through the sky, shocking everyone so much that they couldn't help but cover their ears.

"Bang!" The dull sound was like a soul-hypnotic sound from Jiuyou, and the eyes of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master, who had shattered half of Fang Yan's shoulder, suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood inside was instantly dense, and blood began to overflow from his seven holes, and the claws that wanted to twist Fang Yan into flying ashes gradually dimmed, and the small energy like a sword blade dissipated.

The throat of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master squirmed twice, and blood spurted out wildly, and the blood flowing from his eyes could not hide the deep horror inside.

His chest was bombarded by Fang Yan's "Swimming Dragon Roaring Heaven", and the two incomparably domineering forces directly collapsed his chest violently, and the broken bones pierced his body and back inconsistently, and his internal organs were all shattered...... Blood squirted out.

At this time, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master was covered in blood, he was directly hit to the verge of death by Fang Yan's blow, and he could no longer lift half a point of spiritual power, he was unwilling, except for disbelief, he was about to twist the other party to pieces, but the instantaneous change turned the result upside down.

"Poof. Fang Yan pulled the wound, couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, his body was trembling slightly, his left arm and half of his shoulder were gone, the slightest piece of flesh hung from the wound, blood mixed with it flowed out, the blood on his body was no less than that of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect...... Although he was about to faint in pain, Fang Yan breathed a heavy sigh of relief in his heart, he knew that he had won another fight, looking at the disgusting Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master in front of him, it was obvious that he had no strength to fight again, his miserable appearance did not make Fang Yan feel any sympathy.

Although he won, he had to say that this battle was still a thousand injuries to the enemy and eight hundred to his own losses, this kind of fighting was really fatal, and it was terrible to attract the strong, and it once again sounded Fang Yan's alarm bell.

Fang Yan swallowed some of the herbs left in his mouth, slowly withdrew his fist, and then kicked the half-dead Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master out with one kick.

Seeing that it was the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master who was constantly spurting blood, Fang Yan was not in a hurry to kill him now, but first turned his head slightly and looked at the battle circle on the little beast's side.

The little beast is also really good, even in a weak state, it is still very easy to deal with those two powerhouses in the middle stage of chemical weapons, but in less than a few tens of breaths, it has already solved one person, at this time it is slashing at the other remaining monk with thunder and lightning, and its big eyes still glance anxiously at Fang Yan's place from time to time.

"Qiuqiu, I'm fine, concentrate on the enemy. Looking at the little beast's worried eyes, Fang Yan's heart was warm and he said aloud.

"Chirp. The little beast nodded slightly, and when he got Fang Yan's reply, the little beast was no longer distracted, in this way, the monk was miserable, only to see the little beast's claws waving wildly, and with every wave, a finger-thick thunderbolt appeared beside the monk, slashing at him, making him unguarded, and before he could breathe, he was scorched black, and his hair stood on end.

The thunder and lightning of the little beast seemed to be inexhaustible, one after another, and there was no killing move, even if it couldn't kill him, and the tiny thunder and lightning that could make him miserable could not kill him, and it kept slashing him one after another. The little beast didn't seem to want to let him die so quickly in a moment, it was ravaging him, as if it wanted to impose all the pain of Fang Yan's injury on his head.

It wasn't until the monk was split that he had more breath and less breath, and he didn't have the slightest human appearance, and he didn't have the strength to fight back, the little beast seemed to be still addicted to qi, and its smaller body flew past like lightning.

Fang Yan smiled wryly, but at the same time, he was slightly stunned, what kind of fame is this little guy doing? Everyone is dying, what is it doing closely?

What happened next directly made Fang Yan not know whether to cry or laugh, he was about to cry and laugh.

I saw the little beast fly quickly in front of the monk, savagely stretched out its little paws and grabbed his shirt, bared its teeth, and forcibly grabbed the monk's falling body in the air with a hard face, if it wasn't for the wrong situation, its current appearance was absolutely cute.

Immediately after that, it raised its other free little claw, and followed the example of Fang Yan's punch in close combat, and it slammed into his face.

Even the expression on his face was extremely similar to Fang Yan's fighting, it learned Fang Yan's "Dragon Fighting Method" and slapped the monk's face with its short claws, but it couldn't beat Fang Yan's posture, it looked messy, it was no different from tickling, how to look at it, how Fang Yan wanted to laugh.

The little beast abused for a while, and it didn't seem to be enjoyable, and when it raised its little foot, it learned Fang Yan's low kick and kicked at the monk, because its feet were too short, and one claw had to grab the monk to prevent him from falling, so even if it stretched forward and kicked fiercely, it could only kick the monk's chest and shoulder.

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