Chapter 698: Three-Colored Light

In the blood net, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Yun Fan's mouth, which was wiped away by him expressionlessly.

No matter how strong his physical body was, after all, his spiritual power was far inferior to Cao Le's, and the two feet wrapped in spiritual power just now still shocked him.

Cao Le's figure didn't pause for a moment, and the whip leg with domineering spiritual power flew again and slashed straight towards Yun Fan's head.

Yun Fan, who lowered his head, raised his head suddenly, his eyes had turned pitch black, and a milky white soul power poured out like a tide, rushing towards Cao Le.

Hit by Yun Fan's soul power, Cao Le's figure, which was caught off guard, suddenly stopped, holding his head with both hands and looking pained.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yun Fan's heart moved, and a small golden bell instantly appeared above his head, cutting off his contact with the blood net.

Immediately after, a hideous black spear suddenly appeared in this blood net, and the fierce aura on it quickly spread.

As soon as Yun Fan grasped the black spear, the spiritual power on his body surged, and the power on the black spear increased greatly!

"Huh!"

The tip of the spear tore through the blood-colored web of spiritual power, and Yun Fan's figure jumped out and stood in the void, his spear slanted with an indifferent expression.

Cao Le, who was not far away, had already recovered, and looking at Yun Fan who had broken free from the blood net, his eyes became extremely resentful.

"Little beast, I brought in a total of eleven people, but now I am the only one left, and I look like a ghost now, all thanks to you!" Cao Le's voice was full of resentment and viciousness.

"Joke, you are only allowed to kill me, and I am not allowed to resist?" Yun Fan couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, "Could it be that I have to obediently tie my hands and let you slaughter me?"

"Now I'm destined to not be able to go back, and I don't want to go back. Cao Le glanced down at his miserable situation and smiled a little desolately.

"However, even if I die, I will pull you up and go down there to kowtow to my brothers and apologize!" Cao Le smiled hideously, and the spiritual power in his body gushed out wildly.

The early stage of the Lingzun Realm, the peak of the early stage of the Lingzun Realm, the middle stage of the Lingzun Realm!

Yun Fan's face couldn't help but flash a solemn look, this guy in front of him was already crazy, he was now urging his own life force to forcibly raise the realm back to the middle stage of the Spirit Venerable Realm, if it weren't for the fact that his injuries were too serious, it would not be unusual for him to recover to the peak.

"Little brute, take your life!" Cao Le laughed fiercely, and when the words fell, the person had disappeared.

Yun Fan was shocked in his heart, and the spear in his hand was directly thrown out in the direction of the left, and the fierce aura quickly attacked that direction.

"Bang!"

A figure appeared, and a miserable white hand bone grabbed the hideous spear in his hand.

Yun Fan's palm quickly slapped at the end of the spear, and the golden spiritual power smashed like a giant hammer.

The Dragon's Cry was slammed into the impact, swiftly shuttling through the control of the hand bone, shooting into the distance.

Cao Le didn't care about the spear at all, his palm was bent into a claw, and he grabbed Yun Fan's throat at an extremely tricky angle.

"Buzz!"

The golden bell above Yun Fan's head trembled slightly, and a golden curtain of light was sprinkled, wrapping Yun Fan's figure tightly.

Cao Le's movements did not stop, and the palm of his other hand seemed to have been prepared, and the blood-red spiritual power in the palm of his palm slapped towards the golden bell like lightning.

"Smack!"

The palm with blood-red spiritual power was imprinted on the golden bell, and the latter trembled violently, and the golden light that permeated it quickly dimmed.

In the end, Jin Xuanzhong was eroded by the blood-red spiritual power, and after making an unwilling trembling sound, he re-burrowed into Yun Fan's head and disappeared.

The bone claw with blood-red spiritual power grabbed Yun Fan's neck without any pause.

Yun Fan's arm suddenly lifted up and lay across his neck, blocking the vicious claw.

"Whoa!"

The blood-colored spiritual power on Cao Le's bone claws instantly tore the sleeve robe on Yun Fan's body.

The bone claw stabbed into Yun Fan's white arm exposed to the air.

The warm liquid slowly trickled down his arm, scarlet and blinding.

A bloodthirsty light flashed in Cao Le's eyes, and the spiritual power on the bone claws skyrocketed, and he was about to directly crush Yun Fan's arm.

It's just that now Yun Fan's physical body has strengthened again, and the hard bones can't even be broken by Cao Le for a while.

Yun Fan's expression was calm, he didn't even look at the injury on his arm, his left hand opened suddenly, and above his palm, the demonic fire lotus swayed slowly, and the light was bright and uncertain.

Cao Le also seemed to notice something, and bent his left knee to slam into Yun Fan's palm.

"Whew!"

Several gusts of yin wind soon burst out, and the wind whistled.

Cao Le's already tattered clothes became even more tattered, and his knees were covered with blood.

If you talk about the strength of spiritual power, Yun Fan is indeed inferior to Cao Le, but if you talk about hand-to-hand combat, it is difficult to say.

The muscles of Yun Fan's arm tightly imprisoned Cao Le's bone claw, allowing it to be embedded in his arm, and his left hand, shoulders, knees, and feet all became murderous weapons, all of which beckoned to Cao Le.

The spiritual power on Cao Le's body drummed up, blocking all Yun Fan's attacks, and the figures of the two were entangled together, inseparable.

Soon, wisps of blood flowed from the corners of Yun Fan's mouth, although relying on his strong body, Cao Le was also uncomfortable, but it was obvious that his injuries were more serious.

Whenever he blocked Cao Le's attack, with a strong collision, those blood-colored spiritual powers would pass through his body and shatter his lungs.

If this continues, Yun Fan will definitely die faster than Cao Le, who has exhausted his life force.

Yun Fan's face turned pale, but there was still no trace of gloom on his face, and the corner of his eyes looked behind Cao Le, his eyes flickered, and his mouth squirmed slightly, as if he was calculating something.

Bumped into Yun Fan's knee again, and the latter snorted, and the bright red liquid at the corner of his mouth seemed to flow more freely.

It seemed that he was annoyed and overdrew his vitality, but he still couldn't kill the kid in front of him smoothly, and the aura on Cao Le's body quickly became irritable.

Cao Le roared violently, and the blood-colored spiritual power in his body came out of his body, quickly turning into a sharp sword in the air, and then stabbed at Yun Fan's head.

"Golden bell jar!"

Yun Fan let out a low sigh, and a faint layer of golden light diffused out, turning into an illusory golden bell, enveloping his body.

"Poof!"

The tip of the sword collided with the golden bell, making a sound like gold and iron.

"Boom!"

It's just less than a second, the blood-colored long sword pierced the golden bell, and above the tip of the sword, the blood color was pervasive, and the yin aura was thick.

The sharp sword qi pierced the skin above Yun Fan's forehead, and the blood slowly flowed down, making his face look a little weird.

Yun Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a touch of purple quietly emerged.

Just as the blood-red tip of the sword was about to pierce Yun Fan's head, and the purple intent in the depths of Yun Fan's eyes was about to turn into a beam of light and burst out, a golden light that should not have appeared suddenly appeared above Yun Fan's head.

Thunder in the silence.

The golden light wrapped tightly around the blood-red sword, preventing it from advancing any further.

Blood light, golden light, plus the purple light in Yun Fan's eyes that had not yet receded.

Three rays of light, three figures.