The power of the wind blade was huge enough, even Fang Xin's chaotic body was still covered in scars under the blessing of the heavenly thunder.

"Ahh

In the state of high-speed movement, Nobuyoto was in a state of defenselessness, and the blow of the man in black who did not have much reservation made him taste the bitterness.

He obviously underestimated the strength of the man in black, who took the wind attribute as his own strength, and after breaking through to the sixfold realm of the transcendent realm, he was already able to incarnate into a blast.

It was just an instant that he came to Fang Xin's body, and the speed that Fang Xin had always relied on to control the enemy was actually crushed by the man in black.

This was a heavenly mound, even in the field that Fang Xin was best at, he couldn't cross it.

Fang Xin, who was wailing in the wind blade, felt for the second time that he was only one step away from death.

The first time Fang Xin felt this way was in his first life, the moment the plane he was flying in crashed, he had this feeling.

This feeling frightened Fang Xin, an emotion that bordered on despair, and seeing that he was about to step into death, he was already standing on the edge, unable to control his pace.

The wind blade still didn't stop, the man in black had already moved the killing intent of the other party's letter, and he had already disregarded his own face, and decided to go all out to deal with the other party's letter and solve him as soon as possible, so as to avoid other mistakes.

He was already a decisive person to kill, if it weren't for Fang Xin's seniority being too low for him, he wouldn't have cared about his face, and he kept testing Fang Xin's move.

Now, with all his strength regardless of his face, Fang Xin didn't have any chance to escape.

Fang Xin's actions thrilled him, for a hunter, the most infuriating thing for the man in black was the prey's action of trying to struggle in front of him.

This only hastened the death of his prey, because the prey was so weak that he could wipe it out with the flick of his fingers.

It seems to be just a wind blade that may collapse at any time, but it contains the black-clothed man's own perception of the wind attribute, as long as the black-clothed man does not die, this wind blade will not disappear, unless Fang Xin's strength is enough to wrap his wind blade and disperse, but the conjecture of the current situation is obviously unrealistic.

Under the baptism of the Dao Dao Wind Blade, Fang Xin's body was already blurred with flesh and blood, and at this moment, Fang Xin's body no longer had a trace of intact skin.

The golden blood had already covered Fang Xin's body, and Fang Xin looked like he had just finished bathing in a tub filled with golden liquid, but this golden liquid was his blood.

Even with Fang Xin's physique, he still felt that his body was gradually weakening when the blood was constantly flowing out.

Fang Xin, who was originally unable to escape in the wind blade, did not have the slightest power to resist in a state where his physical state was declining all the time.

In the weakness, Fang Xin fell from mid-air, the wheal was like a group of moths attached to Fang Xin's bones, just enveloping Fang Xin, and still flying around Fang Xin's body as he fell to the ground, ruthlessly cutting Fang Xin's already broken body.

"Tick tock.." The golden blood was like a stream, flowing from Fang Xin's body to the ground.

Pieces of minced flesh on Fang Xin's body fell from Fang Xin's body, and Fang Xin had lost the power to open the Heavenly Thunder Immortal Body.

The chaotic body, which was only in the initial stage, couldn't resist the wind blade released by the man in black with all his strength.

The wind blade was not cutting Fang Xin's skin, but every part of his body.

Fang Xin's body was gradually divided and cut off, and the superposition of severe pain had already made Fang Xin's pain a little paralyzed.

Compared to the sharp pain at the beginning, he doesn't feel much pain now.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and he seemed to have given up hope of survival after seeing his body fall to the ground in front of his eyes, from the pain at the beginning to the final paralysis.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was lamenting his wonderful but short second life.

He was laughing at himself, the lives of the two lives together were not as long as most people's lives, maybe he was born a short-lived person, even if strange fate had given him a chance to be reborn, he still repeated the fate of the previous life.

Fang Xin's body seemed to feel the thoughts in his heart, vitality gradually died in his body, and death qi was gradually born in Fang Xin's body.

Fang Xin was getting closer and closer to death.

He had been holding up in the wind blade for a long time, and he had endured it for a long time, and finally he chose to give up.

This is not a force he can contend with, in the face of absolute power, Fang Xin, who has always been self-improving, has also chosen to compromise.

Compromise with death.

"Hahahaha... Have you ever thought that your glory would be so short-lived, and your life would be so fragile?" Seeing Fang Xin's state of choking at any time, the man in black was no longer in a low mood, he took off his mask and let out a somewhat crazy laugh.

Fang Xin, who was confused in consciousness, still had the ability to recognize, but Fang Xin's face was already occupied by scars, and he no longer had the ability to speak.

I could only look at the leaking appearance of the man in black and was shocked in my heart, the true identity of the man in black turned out to be the second elder ghost fan of the Demon God Palace!

A top cultivator with a sixfold peak cultivation of the Transcendent Realm! Fang Xin looked at the ghost fan in front of him, and he really couldn't imagine why he used his identity to make a move on himself, a fledgling young junior, and his doubts filled Fang Xin's heart.

The shock and confusion in Fang Xin's eyes were captured by the ghost fans, his feminine face that was completely out of age was full of resentment from Fang Xin, he put away his smile and said in a cold voice: "Do you remember Ghost Qin?"

Fang Xin's eyes froze, Ghost Qin, the Ghost Clan cultivator who was killed by him in the battle for the Famous Mountain, had attacked him many times and made trouble for him.

Does the ghost fan have anything to do with the ghost chin?

Through Fang Xin's gaze change, the ghost shadow fan knew that Fang Xin still remembered who Ghost Qin was, and he continued with sadness in his eyes: "He is my son, how young he is, and what a bright future, but he is dead!"

The emotions of the ghost fans became crazy, their feminine faces were full of hideous looks, and they roared angrily at Fang Xin: "It was you who killed him! It was you who ended his glorious life! It was you who ended my hope!"

"I want you not to die well, I want you to watch your body slowly disintegrate and die slowly, I want you to experience far more pain than Qin'er!"

Ghost fans have gone crazy, showing in front of Fang Xin the viciousness and viciousness that his identity should not have, because of the death of Ghost Qin, he has lost his mind.

Because of the particularity of his cultivation exercises, he may only have one child in his life, Ghost Qin, who is his spiritual sustenance, his hope, and the most suitable person to inherit everything from him.

But his sustenance and hope were shattered in front of him, and it was Fang Xin who destroyed everything he cherished.

He wanted to end Fang Xin's life with the most cruel Fang Xin, and let him witness his own death in pain.

Ghost fans didn't expect that it was Ghost Qin who repeatedly provoked Fang Xin, it was he who moved Fang Xin with murderous intentions and wanted to put Fang Xin to death, but he lifted a stone to hit his own feet and caused his own death single-handedly.

As a superior and a father, he didn't expect Ghost Qin's self-inflicted hardships at all, and put all the faults on Fang Xin's body.

He was pitiful and hateful.

Bearing all the anger of the ghost fans, Fang Xin only had no regrets in his heart.

He didn't know that Ghost Qin was the son of a ghost fan, and even if he knew, he would not hesitate to end Ghost Chin's life.

Oni Chin wanted to kill him several times, and he couldn't continue to let such a danger live.

If Fang Xin has any regrets, it is that he regrets that his strength is not strong enough to compete with ghost fans.

In addition, Fang Xin's heart was open, and he did not regret what he had done in the slightest.

Facing the crazy ghost fans, Fang Xin's consciousness became even more blurred.

In a trance, he seemed to see the bird father who had only seen him but had important help to him, as well as the bird mother he had been looking for when he suddenly disappeared, his mentor Demon Wind Tiger King Qingyun, his honest brother Yugang who didn't fight and didn't know each other, as well as Demon Ziyue, Crane Changqing, Niu Xiang...

Fang Xin found that he really had a lot of relatives and friends after he was reborn in the Yangtian Great World, and they stood together and smiled at themselves at this time.

After seeing their smiles, Fang Xin felt the pain in his body disappear in a moment, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile as beautiful as everyone else.

The smile on the corner of Fang Xin's mouth was a little bitter after feeling his strange change, his current state was probably the return of a person before death, and his life was running out.

Gradually, the people in front of him began to blur, and they seemed to be gradually closing the distance between them and Fang Xin.

Fang Xin, who had already given up his life, suddenly felt so happy to be alive, he began to feel reluctant, and he began to try to struggle.

He is not willing to die like this, he still has a lot of unfinished things, there are still many people he has not seen, and there are still many unspoken words, he does not want to die in such a humiliated way.

Fang Xin's will was actually beginning to resist the darkness that was gradually coming, he was resisting death, he was buying time for himself to live.

But it seemed that it was already too late, the darkness was still filling Fang Xin's world, and life seemed to be getting farther and farther away from Fang Xin.

The dead qi had already eroded Fang Xin's body, and there was very little vitality in Fang Xin's body.

"Hahahaha... It's so funny!The more you struggle, the more painful it becomes!The happier Qin'er's spirit in the sky will be!" Facing Fang Xin's survival move, the ghost fan's feminine face was full of ridicule and excitement, and he looked at the sky as if he saw the smiling face of the ghost Qin, and let out an arrogant laugh with him.

The wild laughter of the ghost fans reached Fang Xin's ears, and he was not affected in the slightest.

The ghost fan is also a cultivator, and he is also a cultivator, but it is just a difference, and he doesn't believe that this difference cannot be broken.

Infinite battle intent rose in his heart, and the originally exhausted vitality actually began to recover.

Fang Xin's body began to undergo tremendous changes, a noble aura bloomed from Fang Xin's body, and a rich breath of life erupted from Fang Xin's body.

Fang Xin, who was on the verge of death, did not scruple and decided to turn into a phoenix!