Yin Meng saw Fang Fan actually make this move, his face was slightly shocked, if he clicked with two fingers in a desperate way, although he could abolish one of Fang Fan's arms, his own arm was also very likely to be cut off by the sword, and looking at Fang Fan's expression, it seemed that he had no intention of giving in, he just came with the idea of ending up together. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"What a madman." Yin Meng cursed secretly, took two fingers, kicked his feet, and jumped back half a step, avoiding the blood-sucking sword that slashed from below.

However, in the next second, she regretted it before her feet touched the ground, and the Fang Fan in front of her disappeared in an instant, and when she reappeared, she was already in front of her, and the blood-sucking sword stabbed into the lower jaw from the bottom up.

Yin Meng hurriedly stretched out two fingers and clamped towards the body of the blood-soaking sword, but only caught the afterimage of the sword, and the blood-sucking sword suddenly turned into a slash.

Fast, incredibly fast, Yin Meng still maintained the action of stretching out his two fingers to clamp the blood-sucking sword, but the blood-sucking sword had already slashed horizontally.

The sword was swift and fast, and there was a bit of a hot breath, Yin Meng was very shocked in his heart, and even a little shocked, the five fingers of his left hand became claws, and he hurriedly grabbed the blood-sucking sword that slashed at his waist and abdomen.

While......

The blood-sucking sword collided with the fleshy claws of the silver light, and the sound of gold and iron resonating sounded, Fang Fan was stunned, the blood-sucking sword seemed to have taken root in Yin Meng's hands, and he couldn't pull it out and cut it down.

Blood slowly seeped out from between the five fingers, but not a drop fell to the ground, and all of them were sucked into the abdomen by the blood-sucking sword.

Yin Meng could naturally feel the suction from the sword, she lowered her head, her shoulders trembled, and let out a strange laugh.

Suddenly, the laughter stopped suddenly, and the five fingers suddenly exerted force, and with a bang, the blood-sucking sword was broken into two!

"Suck my blood, I'm afraid you won't have your life to take it!"

"Ding......

System Prompt: The Blood Drain Sword is damaged for the second time, and it takes 20 drops of blood to repair, and 20 drops of blood are needed to repair it.

System Prompt: The secret of the Bloodthirsty Sword is now suspended, the Bloodthirsty Sword repair is completed, and this quest continues.

When the system prompt sound came into his ears, Fang Fan had already retreated a few meters away, and there was a little more surprise in his eyes, he thought that the Blood Drawing Sword had been destroyed, but he didn't expect it to have an automatic repair function.

If it weren't for the fact that the word iron was clearly written on the attribute, Fang Fan even felt that the sword in his hand was an artifact, after all, only an artifact was worthy of the word immortality.

There was no doubt that Fang Fan had picked up the treasure, and he was already looking forward to the appearance of the Blood Drawing Sword breaking the seal.

But first of all, it is necessary to pass the level of Yin Meng first, and breaking Fang Fan's sword is only the first step of Yin Meng, when a swordsman does not have a sword, the end is already doomed.

It's another move that points to the sun, or the same straight to the center of the eyebrows, a repeated move, but it gives people two completely different feelings, Yin Meng's confidence is full, at this moment, the spirit and spirit have all climbed to the top.

In the face of this same but completely different move, Fang Fan's face gradually changed, he raised his sword with a solemn face, his true qi surged, his clothes rose without wind, and the internal force gathered in the half-cut blood-sucking sword in his hand, as before, it was still a rotten wood to carve.

Bang...... Bang bang......

It was like pressing the reverse button of the videotape, and each of Fang Fan's swords was still on his index finger, but I don't know if it was because the blood-sucking sword had lost its tip, dozens of swords had been completely pierced, but the silver light on the fingertips was only slightly dimmed.

Boom......

The blood-sucking sword bent like a circle, and then rebounded, Fang Fan retreated with the help of his strength, followed by Yin Meng's white onion jade fingers.

But at this time, Fang Fan was no longer in the mood to appreciate the beauty of the beauty, not to mention, this was still a finger that was enough to kill him.

It is still rotten wood that can be carved, and only this style of sword collection in one point can compete with Yin Meng's fingering, finally, after stabbing out dozens of swords, the fingertips have no light, Yin Meng stopped, and Fang Fan's arm was also so sore that it was difficult to lift.

Before Fang Fan could take a breather, Yin Meng rose into the air, his index finger stretched out straight, and he still pointed through the sun.

However, what was surprising was that Fang Fan stood still expressionless, the only thing that moved was the five fingers of his left hand.

"Huh?" Yin Meng's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, but his index finger was still nodding down.

Just three feet in front of Fang Fan, Fang Fan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Get up!"

Suddenly, a purple spider web appeared in the air, and the tail ends were connected to the brick cracks of the cave wall, and Yin Meng was like a lost moth, slamming into the spider web.

Fang Fan's gesture changed again, and the cobwebs suddenly wrapped Yin Meng, and at the same time, Fang Fan's fingertips spit out the silk thread of true qi like a spider spinning silk, circle after circle, and quickly wrapped around the cocoon.

The cocoon is getting thicker and thicker, and the purple color is getting thicker and thicker, but Yin Meng has no signs of struggling, Fang Fan naturally doesn't think that Yin Meng will suffocate in the cocoon like this, he holds the blood-sucking sword back, and with a bang, when he reaches the back of the spider cocoon, the blood-sucking sword stabs down at Yin Meng's heart.

However, when the blood-sucking sword broke through the two layers of spider silk, it was difficult to stab down, as if it had encountered an irresistible invisible resistance, Fang Fan's face was already hideous, but the sword was no longer able to advance an inch.

Boom......

There was a muffled sound in the cocoon, and a great force pushed Fang Fan out, Fang Fan turned over and fell to the ground with a harrier, at the same time, the cocoon exploded with a bang, and the violent energy filled the tunnel, and the endless wind swept the gravel on the ground to invade everywhere, Fang Fan crossed his arms in front of him, and the gravel smashed over his face, and his body couldn't help but take a small step back.

The wind gradually stopped, but the dusky dust had not yet dispersed, and a purple figure flew out of the dust, with five fingers into claws, which was a cramping and skinning move.

Fang Fan naturally didn't want to draw blood and break the sword in two, but Yin Meng's attack was definitely not able to dodge, now his cultivation was not only weaker than Yin Meng, but the martial arts level he cultivated was far lower than Yin Meng, so it could be said that he was controlled everywhere.

Temporarily putting the blood-sucking sword into the scabbard, Fang Fan's right hand was on top and his left hand was on the bottom, palms facing each other, the two palms were three inches apart, and a spherical purple vortex appeared between these three inches.

At this point, the silver claws that illuminated the entire tunnel had struck the face door.

The spherical vortex spun faster and faster, suddenly becoming the size of a basketball, Fang Fan grabbed the ball with one hand, and met the silver claws in the air.

Rumble......

The entire tunnel shook, and in Yuying's eyes, there was a white expanse all around, the air seemed to be burning, and there was a hot stinging sensation in the lungs when inhaled.

Suddenly, a figure flew out, Fang Fan's clothes were in tatters, hanging on his body like rags, and the bone spurs of his right arm penetrated the flesh, and the blood was dripping and twisted into an extremely terrifying shape.

Seeing this, Yu Ying couldn't help but swept to Fang Fan's side, the white silk had already been taken out of her backpack, and she looked at the faint figure in the distance as if she was facing a great enemy.