"Poof!"

Blood spurted out of Nangong Fan's mouth, and the blood mist sprinkled like rain, soaked in the green silk scattered by the tearful Ziyou.

Ziyou was scared in her heart, even she, who was under the heavy protection of Nangong Fan, felt the terrifying power squeezed by it, how uncomfortable was Nangong Fan, who had to bear everything?

Ziyou wanted to pull away Nangong Fan's hands that still strongly embraced her under such circumstances, but several attempts to break free were in vain.

Did she just want to endure it so hard for him?

She cried, but she didn't dare to cry. Why are you so useless?

"Silly girl, don't cry, it's okay. Nangong Fan squinted his increasingly blurred eyes and comforted him in an extremely hoarse voice. He felt the power within him run wildly.

Damn, how can it hurt so much?

But he also understood that fortunately, the black dragon armor was really a little too powerful, at least it didn't face the sharp arrows, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as vomiting blood.

On the other hand, the consumption of using the black dragon armor to resist these attacks is also excessive.

The combination of a large amount of consumption and the power of the concussion in the body is the root cause that makes it more and more difficult for him to bear.

The back is light.

Have you successfully survived the danger?

"Bang!"

Nangong Fan fell to the sand with Ziyou in his arms, he wanted to use himself as a human cushion, but it was really difficult for him to turn his body. Fortunately, falling down at this height is not a big deal for Ziyou except for a slight pain.

fell to the ground, and Nangong Fan spit out a mouthful of blood again. Ziyou, who was in his arms, was also involuntarily shocked and flew out.

Nangong Fan wanted to lift his strength to prop his body up, but he didn't know that the clicking sound he heard was the sound of the porcupine demon pill shattering.

The main reason is that there are very few demons who can shatter their own demon pills, and Nangong Fan has never encountered it, so he has never thought about it.

He was afraid that the porcupine would roll at this time, even if he was out of his fur, the strength in his body was still at the pinnacle, and this was not the time to relax.

But the strength is not caught, Nangong Fan is really weak at this time. According to his divine observation, because he did not hurt the root, although he could explode his strength, the injury would be much worse. In that case, it would take up to a year for the body to heal itself.

Just a little bit of it, and then lay on the ground hard.

"Shhh

Nangong Fan couldn't help but groan in pain, he had never been so seriously injured.

"What are you going to do?" Ziyou stood up from the ground with rolling and crawling, tears spilling down, and hurriedly came to Nangong Fan's side.

"Arrow...... Pig ......" Nangong Fan opened his mouth with difficulty, and every word he spit out, he felt his mouth go down, and there was a hot pain everywhere.

When Ziyou heard this, he was suddenly startled, and it was not the time to relax at this time, so he hurriedly looked up in the direction of the porcupine, and saw the huge body that was completely paralyzed on the ground and lifeless, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Porcupine, it's dead." Can you open the ring?"

Ziyou said as he prepared to help Nangong Fan up.

"Don't ......" Nangong Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this, and before the words completely fell, he found that a golden light on the edge of his eyes was rapidly approaching.

That's spiritual power!

Nangong Fan was a spirit, and the power surging in his body somewhere, he pulled the Ziyu in front of him away, and the whole person jumped up from the ground.

A punch comes out.

"Bang!"

The man took a step back easily, and stood unnoticed, feeling the priest of perfection lock on him.

Nangong Fan staggered back, blood sliding from his fist.

"The spiritual power has just arrived in the Xuan Realm, and the physique is perfect and quenched. Nangong Fan looked down slightly at his bloodstained, almost completely shattered fist, and spoke indifferently.

"Tsk, boy, I didn't expect you to be injured like this and still be able to stand up and fight, do you want to show a man's majesty in front of your little girlfriend?" It should be that he has been wandering in the desert many times and has experienced life and death many times that his face has grown old.

"You're a Terran. Nangong Fan didn't raise his head, and raised his other hand to rub his right hand, which was already unconscious.

"Yes, I'm a Terran, so it's time for you two to give your last words. The man laughed, he knew that if he dragged it down, the person in front of him would not be able to bear it at all, it was completely good for himself, and he was not in a hurry to make a move.

"I'm a Terran, too. Nangong Fan still didn't look up, a trace of spiritual power ejected from his fingertips, and his tone seemed to be a little hopeful.

"That's going to have to die, too. After all, your ring can hold so many demon beasts, it's really cute. The man shook his head and sighed.

"Fan, what are you doing talking nonsense with him after you retreat?" Zi Youdai frowned, and the copper coin had quietly returned to her fingertips.

Although it was a little dim, the power of the ascension was still so terrifying, and with a flick of Ziyou, he blocked the copper coin in front of Nangong Fan, who was already shaking slightly.

"Are these porcupines a game set up by you?" Nangong Fan said lightly, as if he didn't feel the strong murderous intent on this person, even if his body shook, he didn't even seem to be able to stand up straight, but he was still talking boring words and doing boring games.

"Yes. The man nodded, glanced at the copper coin with a little fear, and slowly spoke, "I am also a human race, I am afraid that you will die in vain, so I will reluctantly tell you your name." Remember, the one who kills you ......"

Before the sound completely fell, the thick killing machine fluttered out like a wave. With the situation of the human race here, coupled with a young priest of the Consummation Xuan Realm, the man saying his name is tantamount to completely revealing his murderous intent.

The Terrans absolutely forbid those who could cultivate to kill each other, not to mention the Barbarians, if the Terrans really rode on to do evil, maybe they would raze the two oases of the Terrans to the ground.

The man was so confident that he beheaded the two men who had been so much consumed that he was on his horse.

"Qiu Zuo!"

What should have been a menacing voice was interrupted.

"Nangong Fan!" Nangong Fan raised his head and stepped out in one step, beyond the scope of the copper coin's protection.

At this time, Nangong Fan's eyes did not have a trace of human brilliance, and in the face of such a dangerous situation, he did not hesitate to converge all his divine thoughts to the divine soul, so that the demonic thoughts that had been ready to move invaded his body in an instant.

He also knows that it is easy to invite God and it is difficult to send God, but how can he manage so much at this time?

Nangong Fan's body kept clicking, and the injuries on his body were strangely "healed" under the strange power, at least at this time, it would not affect his own combat power at all.

This demonic thought has been suppressed all year round, but it has also strangely fused with the reincarnation seal and become an alternative demonic thought, he has been calmly observing and thinking, and his control over Nangong Fan's own strength is still above his true self.

At this time, his eyes were full of indifference and evil.

This made Qiu Zuo startled, even those most ruthless demon beasts did not have Nangong Fan's pupil terror at this time.

Is this really the kind of eyes that people should have?

Qiu Zuo knew that something had happened, but he was not afraid at all, and the bone sword in his hand slashed down fiercely. This is the purest bone sword, and there is nothing engraved on it. It can only be regarded as a weapon that he has in hand.

Nangong Fan had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was one thing that was very common in his cultivation, that is, the moves were really not very profound for him, even if the moves of the super tribe had some traces that should have been, they were also slightly crude. It's more about relying on one's own physique to reduce ten times.

At least in front of Nangong Fan, who was entrenched in evil thoughts.

The black dragon sword had already appeared in Nangong Fan's hand at some point, and under the sword, the blood was five inches, pointing directly at the hole in his eyes.

"Sonorous!"

Nangong Fan blocked the full force of the consummate brute cultivation, and not only that, but there were so many sword style changes among them that it was dazzling.

The eagle-shaped sword, the scenery sword, and the shenglian sword are almost at hand.

Ziyou's combat talent makes Nangong Fan sigh to himself, but Demon Nian's combat talent is even higher than Ziyou's I don't know how many levels, and the most terrifying thing is that he has also experienced several battles, and he has been secretly spying on Nangong Fan's weekday battles.

As a result of various factors, his comprehension of moves and his ability to break through his weaknesses are not at all weaker than the lowest level of people from the outside world encountered in the starry sky realm, this is a freak with a God's perspective.

Qiu Zuo's proud sword move was ruthlessly attacked as soon as it was used, and he couldn't help but bully forward as he watched the bones he had obtained from the consummation demon beast that he had managed to kill with others gradually flattened. As an old Jianghu instantaneously decided, he could only win by relying on his own strength to win more than one step in close combat.

"Idiot!" Demon Nian seemed to despise such a way as to reduce ten with one force, especially when his own strength was on the weak side, and he hated it even more and looked down on it from the bottom of his heart.

It's a man, let's compare skills!

The Black Dragon Sword shines under the control of Demon Thoughts, he is an evil sword, and the two can be described as a perfect combination, and a tacit understanding is born. The sword intent breeds and seems to be deeper and more powerful than the level of sword intent that Nangong Fan has realized.

The power of the standard is insufficient, and the comprehension comes to make up.

Several laws appeared on the sword one after another, and together with the black dragon sword, they stabbed straight towards Qiu Zuo, who was getting closer and closer.

At the same time, Ziyou felt that Nangong Fan, who was facing away from her, suddenly became unfamiliar, and his heart was slightly anxious, and he convulsed for a long time, but between the two of them, he still commanded the copper coin to roar in the sky, and shrouded Qiu Zuo from above.

"Silly woman, not too stupid. The evil nature at the corner of Nangong Fan's mouth is even worse, his thoughts are still consistent with his true self, and many things are empathetic.

This is just another side of Nangong Fan's thoughts, this side is only monstrous evil, as long as it is for his own good, he doesn't mind doing it, even if he destroys the sky, he won't stop his steps.

The true idea of the Demon Gate is to control the most terrifying and unreasonable side of everyone's heart, and only use it in battle. From here, dancing on the tip of the knife is a demon.

Qiu Zuo was really stunned at this time, a high-level young man actually overwhelmed him, and the light of the divine pattern that kept shooting down from the sky made him completely fall into disadvantage.