This sword intent is condensed by Bu Kick Yun's best efforts, and it is already close to the "essence" of the third realm of "meaning", and the Zen intent of Bu Fan's first realm of "clear meaning" still can't be resisted after all, allowing it to invade the interior scene.

"Oops!" Bu Fan decisively stopped manipulating the staff, but it was still a step too late, and the sword fell heavily on Bu Fan's soul.

"Hmm!" The sharp pain was sharp from the heart, and Ling Bufan bent down, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart.

Fortunately, the dragon heart seal was blocked, otherwise Bu Fan's soul would have to collapse, even so, his soul was hit hard, his body was extremely heavy, and a strong sense of exhaustion came to his heart, but he still supported his body, and all the heart seals in the interior scene were attached to his soul, helping him maintain his state and ensuring that he did not fall.

Not far away, there were collapsed sand dunes, and a lot of the sand on the dunes had been turned into crystals, which was caused by Bufan's dragon breath.

The dragon's breath is the dragon's breath, and the dragon is barely considered a dragon, and naturally it will, that was originally a move that Bu Fan could only use after completing the third change, when Bu Fan refined the demon core in order to recover his physical strength, he accidentally awakened the memory of the second change realm and could also use the dragon's breath, activate the bloodline through the blood-burning secret technique, so that the body can reach a state close to the three changes, and then activate the dragon's breath through the power of the demon core, he practiced it in the interior scene, but he didn't expect the power to be so great.

He thought of such a thing that Bu Kick Yun would survive, and he even thought of the possibility of losing, and he made all kinds of mental preparations.

As soon as Bu Fan stretched out his hand, the tattered scale staff in his hand suddenly dissipated, and the real staff flew out of the sand and was held by Bu Fan.

Bu Fan held his staff and walked to Bu Kick Yun's side.

After this guy was engulfed by the dragon's breath, only his clothes were scorched, but the injuries on his body were quite serious, they were all internal injuries, and it was not easy to recover, his sword turned into a broken sword and fell aside, Bu Fan felt a powerful aura on the damaged sword, it seems that he survived because of that sword.

Bu Fan threw the sword away from the distance and said with emotion: "It's good to have a good master!"

Bu Kick Yun opened his eyes and glared at Bu Fan fiercely.

"If you stare at me like this, I won't lose a piece of meat. Bu Fan sneered, and knocked down the sandbag next to him with a punch, and the gravel rolled down, burying Bu Kick Yun alive, only revealing one hand, sure enough, he also had a spirit ring, but the spirit ring was the same low-level spirit ring as Bu Fan, and it seemed that the Bu family should have given it to him.

"I'll take this. Bu Fan took off the spirit ring of Bu Kicking Cloud.

He didn't kill him, firstly, the good master of the other family may still have some followers left on him, and secondly, it is not good to kill him, but the trouble is even greater, in case the master wants to take revenge, he has no way to live now.

"You just stay here, you buried us in the sand, and now you can taste it yourself!"

Bu Fan left, and after walking for a long time, his body became more and more tired, and finally he couldn't help but lie down, and immediately fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

I don't know how long later, when Bu Fan opened his eyes, he found that he was buried in the sand, and it was already dark. The fatigue has disappeared a lot, but the body is still a little weak, but the injuries on his body have almost recovered, they are all skin injuries, and he can heal quickly with his physique.

Bu Fan took out the medicinal liquid from the spirit ring and took a sip, feeling a little more relaxed.

With such a serious injury, there is no panacea, Bu Kick Yun can't chase him for a long time, and he took the Spirit Ring of Bu Kick Yun, without the help of the tools in the Spirit Ring, it is difficult for Bu Kick Yun to leave the desert, if he is trapped in the desert, it is convenient for Bu Fan, but that is obviously impossible.

Bu Fan sat on the sand, looking at the starry sky overhead, the starry sky in the desert is actually quite beautiful.

"What's next?"

He thought about many things, but he didn't think about what he would do after he won.

Bu Fan is a little confused?

Although he was temporarily free from the pursuit of Bu Kick Cloud, his condition did not improve because of this.

He is still an evil way to the end of the world, and he wants to avenge himself, but it is impossible now.

"What should I do next, leave the desert and find a place to retreat and break through the four realms, or continue to wander in this desert?"

"It feels like the two options are pretty much the same, and there are no other options?"

Bu Fan looked up at the starry sky above his head, and suddenly realized that he should find a target for himself.

What is his goal?

His earliest goal was to revive his father and then leapfrog Kick the Clouds.

Now that these two goals have been achieved by him, what other goals can he have to continue to pursue martial arts?

As a martial artist, it is natural to pursue martial arts, just like trying to live as a living being.

"Doesn't that feel like a boring goal?" Bu Fan looked at the starry sky at the end of the horizon, and suddenly he thought of a question: "What is the end of this desert?"

He took the map out of the ring and spread it out, and there was no sign of the end of the desert.

A strong impulse surged in Bu Fan's heart.

"Let's go check it out. Bu Fan muttered, anyway, he didn't delay his cultivation, he set off immediately.

This walk is three days, he went deeper and deeper into the desert, the temperature around him is getting higher and higher, the environment is getting worse and worse, you can still see some desert plants, but now you can't see it at all, there will be sandstorms every once in a while, fortunately, Bufan will escape, don't worry about being buried alive by the sand, sandstorms appear more and more frequently, and they almost continue to the back.

Bu Fan hadn't seen the sun for a whole day, and it was getting more and more difficult to escape, and the sand layer was getting thinner and thinner, and instead of the sand layer was a solid black rock formation, which was too strong, and now he couldn't escape in it, so he could only move forward on the ground against the storm.

The harsh environment did not dampen Bufan's idea of moving forward, but made him more and more curious about what was ahead of him.

"There is such a place in the depths of the desert, no wonder no one has been able to draw the edge of the desert so far. "Bu Fan secretly said, the environment here is too bad.

He didn't dare to speak, as soon as he opened his mouth, he would be poured a mouthful of sand, the wind was extremely strong, and ordinary two realms could not gain a foothold here, but the third realm could, but it couldn't support it for too long, and Bu Fan wouldn't be able to move here if he didn't rely on the powerful body that he had cultivated by drilling into the ground and swimming the dragon.

The wind continued to blow without interruption, and Bu Fan opened the dragon eyes that drilled into the ground, but there was no end in sight.

Bu Fan suddenly thought that the locals in Yunzhou called this place "Western Desert", but the outsiders called it "Desert Outside", this desert should not be connected to the end of the world, right?

Although it was a groundless conjecture, Bu Fan felt that it was very possible, and such a harsh environment could fully match the legend's description of that place.

He couldn't help but get excited, and a stream of blood surged out of his chest: "Only the powerhouses above the Five Realms know the end of the world!"

......

Bu Kick Yun staggered forward in the desert with his sword in his hand, his face was pale and weak, his eyes were almost blank, he was supported by a breath of anger, his lips were dry, he had not drunk water in days.

"Damn, damn it!" Bu Kick Yun roared in his heart, even if it was a waste of physical strength to do so, he had to do this, but he obviously scolded angrily and wanted to kill him, but he could only turn his back to the direction he left, and he didn't even have the courage to turn around.