But the power of this explosion is not as simple as a firecracker.

Purple thunder, black qi, and blood-colored flesh and blood were intertwined.

Looking at Lin Batian, who had a bloody hole in his chest and was covered in scorched smoke, Ma Fei'er showed a smile of relief, and then his eyelids sank and he fell into a coma completely.

Being able to kill a half-step Tiangang with the peak of True Yuan, Ma Fei'er can be said to have died without regrets.

When Ma Fei'er closed the spell, Ning Fan noticed her actions, but she couldn't be distracted at all.

Even if he could, Ning Fan would not lean over the battlefield.

With Lin Xiao's strength, if he took the initiative to hunt Ma Fei'er, it would be easier than catching chickens, and Ning Fan would most likely not be able to stop it.

When the Excalibur appeared, Ning Fan's eyes flashed with powerless pain.

When he treated Ma Fei'er before, Ning Fan had some understanding of the side effects of the Divine Sword.

The essence of the True Yuan peak martial artist is instantly emptied, and if it is not enough, it will even extract the vitality as nourishment.

This is not the first time that Ning Fan has seen such a strange method, and it can be said to be the same as the evil art of overdrawing life.

The only difference between the two is that the essence and spirit can be cultivated back, while the lost longevity cannot be made up.

Now seeing Ma Fei'er, he can cross a big realm and kill Lin Batian.

Ning Fan was even more uneasy, worried that she would form this fatal blow by overdrawing her life.

Seeing her look of "all the same" now, Ning Fan couldn't help but be distracted, worried about Ma Fei'er's safety,

Lin Xiao, who has abundant physical strength, has no interval between attacks, and his fists are whirring and exploding.

Punch the master to death. Ning Fan, who was distracted, was hit by Lin Xiao's punch in the True Qi shield.

The True Qi shield, which was already on the verge of shattering, immediately turned into a point of light and disappeared.

Poof!

Ning Fan, whose chest seemed to have been hit by a high-speed car, immediately spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

Ning Fan did a backflip, and with the strength of his fist, he quickly widened the distance between him and Lin Xiao.

Feeling the burning pain in his chest, Ning Fan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly,

Since his debut, this can be said that he has suffered the most serious injury.

"How can you kill this monster?"

Ning Fan's heart couldn't stop sinking.

Lin Xiao seems to have endless physical strength, endless qi, and is not afraid of death, steel and iron bones.

Facing such an unbeatable monster, Ning Fan felt a little helpless,

"Do you want to use the Divine Dragon Three Absolute Flashes?"

The thought in his mind flashed away, but Ning Fan denied it at a faster speed.

Judging from the current situation, with the strongest third flash of the Divine Dragon Three Absolute Flashes, he could not kill Lin Xiao.

Even if he could injure Lin Xiao, under the super healing power of this guy, this injury was useless at all.

When the time comes, the true qi will be exhausted, and Ning Fan will completely become a lamb to the slaughter.

Ning Fan would rather face the real Tiangang Realm than choose this monster as his opponent.

"Do you want to run away?"

Speed is now the only place where Ning Fan can be stronger than Lin Xiao.

A strategic shift is not the same thing as a cowardly retreat.

Ning Fan does not have the psychological burden in this regard, but the key is ......

Looking at the hundred-foot-high natal corpse, his eyes were still closed, and he was still just a phantom, and he couldn't see any clues.

"If you wait until he sucks blood and completely awakens the martial spirit, it will really be a catastrophe. ”

Ning Fan didn't have such a lofty moral outlook, but the current situation was that Lin Xiao made it clear that he had to kill him.

Even if he can escape today, as long as every day passes, Lin Xiao's strength will increase by one point.

"Even if we all die, we must eradicate this demon. ”

Glancing at Ma Fei'er, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, Ning Fan's expression was relaxed for a while, and he seemed to be fine at present.

Seeing Lin Xiao charging again, Ning Fan relieved all the burden in his heart and took the initiative to attack.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins.

With today's situation, only one of the two is destined to make it back alive.

Ning Fan smiled bitterly and said to himself, "Divine blood! ”

Ever since he had obtained the divine blood, Ning Fan had a thread-like stream of divine power in his body.

There was no need to drive it, this trickle of divine power swam in Ning Fan's body day and night, strengthening all organs in his body.

But unless it's Ning Fan's crisis, or with a violent stimulus.

Otherwise, this warm current of divine power would be as lazy as an animal in hibernation, and the inefficiency of operation would be outrageous.

Especially in the non-combat situation, Ning Fan couldn't even detect that the warm current of divine power was too faint, and there was no sense of existence at all.

As if hearing the master's heart, the divine blood responded.

The thin stream of divine power like silk threads began to expand and accelerate rapidly, becoming as thick as chopsticks, as if telling a car to run rapidly in Ning Fan's body.

The muscles and veins that had been damaged just now were gradually healed under the action of divine power.

Some of the dried true qi began to grow and run in the veins again.

Ning Fan, who was born from Xinli, cheered up and fought with Lin Xiao.

Once again, a terrifying explosion could be heard in the air.

Ning Fan, who wanted to consume Lin Xiao to death, suddenly found that if he continued like this, it seemed that he was the one who suffered.

"Whew...... Whew......"

I don't know how long I was fighting, Ning Fan gasped for breath, "I'm tired!"

After the battle so far, Ning Fan's limbs are both sore and numb, his physical strength is in a rapid decline, and his body and steps are not as flexible as before.

Seeing Lin Xiao rushing over again vigorously, Ning Fan had to face him hard.

The two are now like gladiators in the Colosseum, fighting each other entirely with their fists and feet.

Ning Fan didn't dare to play bells and whistles at all, except for clinging to the true qi between his fists and feet to increase the lethality.

In order to save True Qi, Ning Fan didn't dare to expand the True Qi protective shield to cover his whole body, only protecting a few key parts, and then fighting with Lin Xiao with his fists and feet.

The trickle of divine power, which has become the thickness of chopsticks, seems to have reached its limit, and there is no sign of expansion.

Compared with Lin Xiao, the "blood cow", Ning Fan's true qi has gradually become beyond his means.

With a pop, Ning Fan suffered another heavy blow and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

Lin Xiao's thirst for blood seemed to be at the extreme, and he didn't even let go of this trace of blood mist, leaping over and sucking greedily.

This time he was injured again, which seemed to have opened the curtain of Ning Fan's defeat.

"Divine blood, you have eaten so many divine power stones in the temple, so you have to give a little strength. ”

In Ning Fan's bitter laughter, he was injured by Lin Xiao again.

In Lin Xiao's attack like a raging storm, Ning Fan became more and more unbearable, and received more and more injuries, spurting blood.

If it weren't for Lin Xiao's greed for the blood mist that Ning Fan spewed out, with such a dense attack, Ning Fan would not have had time to breathe at all.

At this time, Ning Fan's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and every time he lifted his legs, he had to exert great strength.

(End of chapter)