Yan Peng raised his chest, closed his eyes, and greeted the impending death, he didn't think much or didn't want to think about it, suppressed his emotions and waited for his end, but the end of death did not come to him.

A heavy punch knocked away the snow bear that was rushing towards him.

"Are you alright?"

"Shu Wen......" Yan Peng was stunned for a moment before he reacted, his eyes were hot, and he felt that something slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Why are you crying?" He Shuwen asked suspiciously.

Yan Peng touched the corners of his eyes, it was indeed that long-lost feeling...... Eyes, tears!

An unprecedented sense of humiliation came to Yan Peng's heart, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's just snow water." ”

"Really?"

Snow water, it's definitely just snow water, how can he shed tears, he is determined to be a strong man like his father, how can he be scared by death!

Yan Peng stood up and accidentally touched the injury.

"You're badly injured. He Shuwen said, taking out a pill from the spirit ring and letting Yan Peng take it.

Yan Peng's face looked a little better after taking the pill, and he immediately asked, "What about the others?"

"They're saving Bensun, and if you separate, rushing over won't help, so I'm going to look for you alone. He Shuwen said.

"Call them quickly!" Yan Peng roared.

He Shuwen frowned.

At this time, there was a strange wind sound in the distance.

He Shuwen said: "No need to call. ”

He Shuwen threw a punch into the sky, and Ben Huai heard the movement and immediately ordered Ben Xun to fly over there.

Several people landed, and the exhausted Benxun immediately collapsed to the ground.

"No more!"

Ben Huai ignored him, hurried to Yan Peng regardless of his injuries, and asked, "What's going on, where is that wild dog?"

Yan Peng looked embarrassed and said, "Escaped." ”

Ben Huai was shocked.

Yan Peng pointed in one direction, forcibly held back his anger and said: "They fled from this direction, you immediately let Shu Wen lead someone to chase after you, my seventh brother is also there, don't be merciful when you meet it, don't kill it!"

"That's not good. He Shuwen said suddenly.

"What are you talking about!" Yan Peng glared at him.

Ben Huai hurriedly explained: "Shu Wen didn't mean this, when he meant it, we were all seriously injured, and if he took people away, it would be difficult to protect us with Benqiu or Benyi alone." ”

"What about Ku Yan and Song Bin?" Only then did he notice that his helpers were missing two.

"I put them on standby in the cave. Ben Huai said with some embarrassment.

"Call them here!"

"It's too late. He Shuwen said: "And we have stayed here for too long. ”

In the wind and snow, a pair of scarlet eyes were revealed.

"Stepping on the snow white wolves. Ben Huai's face was solemn.

A behemoth, standing behind the wolves.

"Great Demon of the Four Realms, Stepping Snow Wolf King!" He Shuwen's eyes were also solemn.

"Anyway, let's get out of the way. ”

"Support until Penxun recovers, and those two people will leave it alone. He Shuwen said.

Yan Peng roared angrily: "Damn ——"

In the wind and snow, Bu Fan sneezed heavily.

"Ahh

"Are you alright?" Yan Qi asked with concern.

"It's okay, it looks like your brother is thinking about us. Bu Fan said.

"I'm sorry. ”

"What are you sorry for, we said let's find a place to settle down quickly. Bu Fan said.

He was very tired, and if it weren't for the bloody corpse, he might not be able to walk.

"Then let's rest for a while. Yan Qi said.

Bu Fan agreed, there is still a long distance from Yan Chao's position, and if he continues to walk, Bu Fan will be uncomfortable for a long time, and Yan Chao's position may not be safe.

Bu Fan made a snow cave, and the two rested for the time being.

"I'll heal my injuries and recover from the transformation of the Drill Ground Dragon, and then I'll challenge your fifth brother, win your fifth brother over, and then join everyone and deal with your second brother and forcibly distribute it. ”

"That's the only way!" Yan Qi said helplessly.

They didn't expect to convince everyone.

Originally, it was planned to persuade them to defeat him, but now this has greatly exceeded their expectations, except for Yan Peng, no one else objected.

Bu Fan took out two bottles of essence blood from the spirit ring, these are the last two bottles and they are gone, the essence blood of the demon beast does not have a good effect on the essence of blood, but now, it can only make do, Bu Fan took out a few bottles of the demon beast essence blood he collected and poured it into his mouth, and carried the blood Zen Gong to begin to heal, in the inner scene, Bu Fan looked at the blood river flowing in front of him, and a fist mark in the blood river slowly dispersed, it was He Shuwen's fist intent.

"I was able to get out safely this time, thanks to this river of blood. Bu Fan muttered.

He went to Yan Peng's lair alone this time to break into Yan Peng's lair, he thought that He Shuwen was at the same level as Ben Huai, but He Shuwen was much stronger than Ben Huai, and Yan Peng's earth-turning palm opened his eyes.

Bu Fan felt the lack of strength again, even if he resumed the Drill Dragon Change, it would not be easy to defeat those two, not to mention that there was a stronger Yan Wei behind this, before facing these three people, Bu Fan had no choice, but now he had, although he didn't know what the result was, he had to try.

"Come on!"

The blood river representing the artistic conception of the blood river flowed towards Bufan, and the phantom of the monk representing the Zen behind Bufan gradually dissipated, and the interior began to blur, the only clear thing was the blood river, Bufan's consciousness jumped into the blood river, and the blood Zen heart print appeared on Bufan's consciousness, and he was changing the operation of the exercises.

In the past, "Blood Zen Gong" was run with Zen as the core, and now Bufan wants to change it to run with the artistic conception of the blood river as the core.

The artistic conception of the blood river is the result of the combination of the memory of the past life and the accumulation of this life, Bu Fan knows nothing about this artistic conception, only knows that it can greatly enhance the power of the blood path martial arts, Bu Fan estimates that this "blood river artistic conception" should be a variant version of the "artistic conception of blood", but what happened before made him understand that he was wrong, this artistic conception of the blood river is far stronger than the artistic conception of blood, and even in combat power is more stable Zen.

Zen is more than enough, not enterprising, what he needs most now is to be aggressive, hoping that the meaning of the blood river can bring him enough strength.

The blood Zen Gong began to change, Bu Fan's consciousness was a little blurred, the river of blood in memory gushed out, Bu Fan felt the profound artistic conception on the surface of the blood river, and Bu Fan's consciousness was blurred unconsciously.

Time passed minute by minute, and before he knew it, it was night, but Bufan hadn't woken up yet.

Yan Qi was a little worried, and it was snowing outside the cave again.

Yan Qi wanted to go to Yan Chao to negotiate quickly, if it went on like this, it would have to be delayed for another day.

"Hey, are you alright?" Yan Qi shouted.

Bu Fan didn't react.

Yan Qi felt that something was wrong, when Bu Fan was healing before, he would wake up immediately when he heard his movements, why did he ...... this time

Yan Qi tried to shake Bu Fan awake.

"Blood Staff!"

As a result, as soon as his hand touched Bu Fan's body, he felt a strong suction, and the blood in his body came out uncontrollably.

"Ahh

At the moment of crisis, Bu Fan opened his eyes, and the Zen monk rose from behind Bu Fan, and the blood sucking stopped, Yan Qi escaped and hurriedly retreated, but fortunately, he didn't lose much blood.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Blood Staff?"

"Blood Staff!"

Bu Fan didn't react again.