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Fang Fan's voice became hoarse, and he tried his best to breathe, but when this breath reached his throat, he disappeared without a trace.

Fang Fan's lips were faintly blue, and his lips trembled, "Why can you show me?" ”

Wanhua peeked out from Fang Fan's back, licked Fang Fan's earlobe lightly, and said, "How can such a crude illusion be able to hide from my eyes?" ”

Fang Fan smiled bitterly and said, "I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

Wanhua smiled and said, "What do you think of?" ”

Fang Fan said bitterly, "To create this real world, your illusion is already above me." ”

Wanhua blinked and said, "You also feel that you are a little overwhelmed?" ”

Breathing has become more and more difficult, the blood vessels in Fang Fan's neck have burst out like earthworms, the light in his eyes is getting dimmer and dim, and he said intermittently, "I...... Not...... Feel like you're ...... Myself...... I can't ...... enough."

Wanhua's laughter suddenly became louder, and she said, "Do you still feel brave when you die?" ”

Fang Fan also suddenly laughed loudly, where could a dying person come out with a loud laugh?

Wanhua's heart ached, the purple sword tip stabbed to his chest from behind, Fang Fan kneaded a ball of flesh on Wanhua's chest, and said, "It seems that I am indeed unstoppable." ”

Of course, Wanhua could understand the pun of Fang Fan's words, she shook her head, her eyes did not show the slightest fear, but there was a touch of sarcasm, Wanhua sneered, "This is really a farce that makes people laugh." ”

Fang Fan's hand slid down and said, "Then in your opinion, what is not a farce?" ”

"For example......" Wanhua stopped suddenly.

Fang Fan immediately said, "Like what?" ”

Wanhua didn't speak, she couldn't speak anymore, because in front of Fang Fan, she had become a human-shaped orchid again.

Burst......

Blood suddenly splashed Fang Fan's face, Wanhua still appeared behind him, the blood-red tip of the sword pierced through the throat, and Fang Fan's throat and eyes rang out loudly.

Wanhua said coldly: "It's time for the farce to end." ”

Fang Fan lowered his head, and blood flowed out of his mouth like a thread.

Wanhua said disdainfully: "Such a crude illusion can dare to be compared to the Thousands of Great Roads? ”

Before the words fell, a slender and powerful hand suddenly broke through the soil and grabbed her ankle tightly, Fang Fan's head also came out of the soil together, the pitch-black vortex dripping in the pupils of his eyes, Fang Fan squinted and smiled, "You may be underestimating my eyes too much." ”

Wanhua's eyes finally showed a little frightened, she immediately raised her left foot, and was about to step on Fang Fan's head, when the hand that grabbed her ankle suddenly gushed out yellow sand burning with red flames, spreading upwards from her ankle, covering her body in a blink of an eye, wrapping her in a clump.

"Ah......h

Wanhua screamed like a pig, as if she had suffered incomparably pain, and the terrible scream made people feel that their scalps were faintly numb.

Suddenly, the yellow sand that enveloped Wanhua began to shake violently, and Fang Fan's heart sank, and he immediately drilled out of the soil and retreated.

Boom......

The sand and soil splashed everywhere, Wanhua couldn't stop wheezing, she seemed to have completely become a different person, her skin was saggy, wrinkled, and even age spots appeared on her skin.

Fang Fan shook his head again and again, and said sadly, "I really didn't expect that I would see the saddest thing in the world today." ”

"Ahem...... Wanhua Ying's cry-like voice became thicker, and her bright eyes became cloudy, "You are really good!" ”

"Alas......" Fang Fan sighed, completely in no mood to speak.

The two round lumps of flesh on Wanhua's chest hung down, and the two points were no longer red, and the straight legs were no longer tender, and the loose skin was like a rag bag hanging on the leg bones.

Fang Fan sighed again and said, "I was wrong. ”

Wanhua said, "What's wrong? ”

Fang Fan said abruptly, "People always like to see beautiful things, and I just did a stupid thing. ”

"Childe is really joking."

The rough voice suddenly became like a warbler's cry again, Fang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately looked at Wanhua, and sure enough, Wanhua became young again, her chest was still round, her legs were still tender, and those two points were still like dripping cherries, which made people can't help but want to hold them in their mouths.

But Fang Fan suddenly lost interest, Wanhua's old appearance still lingered in his mind, even if the beauty was still a beauty, but in Fang Fan's eyes, what he saw was always an old woman.

The silver sword in Wanhua's hand was a soft sword, and when it shook in the wind, the sword shook straight, and Wanhua looked at Fang Fan coldly, "The slave family really wants to thank the son." ”

Fang Fan exhaled deeply, he didn't lose his previous mood, a cold light slowly flowed from the blade to the tip of the sword, Fang Fan muttered, "It's time to end." ”

Wanhua looked gloomy and said, "It's really time to end." ”

After saying that, the sword light flashed, and the soft sword rolled towards Fang Fan's neck like a match, if it was entangled, just a light touch, and a good head would be taken off the neck.

In the face of this sword, Fang Fan was always expressionless, until the sword was close, then Shi Shiran moved, his body flashed, only to hear the sound of the moment, six or seven figures appeared in the sky above Wanhua.

Wanhua's body couldn't move anymore, her body had been cut with several wounds, the sword in her hand had also been knocked to the ground, her body was stiff like a log buried in a snowdrift, and she couldn't even take a step.

Suddenly, six or seven figures in mid-air fell dazzlingly, swords stabbed from all directions, Wanhua was powerless to resist, and she didn't even have time to scream, and there were sword wounds on every fatal part of her body.

Wanhua's eyes had lost their brilliance, but Fang Fan did not put away his sword, suddenly, Fang Fan's eyes were staring at a void, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and the stars were thrown in the air, and his hands flew into the seal.

"Lines, all, fights, soldiers, formations, ......"

The two hands were tied with seals, and in just a moment, five star-picking swords appeared, rotating around the star-picking sword in the center.

Six swords, such as one more when Fang Fan first cast the Ten Thousand Demons Punishment, it is said that when he reaches the tenth layer of perfection, he can condense as many as 100 swords.

The point of the sword was a void, and no one knew what Fang Fan was thinking at the moment, and why he used this style of swordsmanship.

In the next second, there is an answer.

The moment the six-handled star shot out, Wanhua appeared from the void with an exclamation, and the woman who had been killed by Fang Fan with bloody rain was actually a humanoid orchid! To be continued.