"Woo quack!"

In the sky, there was a soft sound from among the aliens with flesh wings on their backs, and all the aliens instantly retreated and fled.

Wang Haochen swung out a sword, and after slashing down eight or nine alien races again, he did not continue to pursue, and as soon as the long sword in his hand was retracted, his figure fell to the side of the ancestor of the Zhan family.

"I've seen the ancestor of the Zhan family!" Wang Haochen saluted slightly, and then his eyes fell on the ancestor of the Zhan family.

He had many questions in his heart, and he needed the ancestor of the Zhan family to help him solve them.

The ancestor of the Zhan family looked at Wang Haochen standing in front of him, and the look of shock on his face lingered for a long time.

Even the excitement of the rest of his life after the catastrophe at this time was covered by the horror surging in his heart.

At this time, there was only shock in his heart, and nothing else.

"His strength has actually reached this level...... "The ancestor of the Zhan family muttered in his heart.

"Old Ancestor, why are you here alone, Martial King?" Wang Haochen asked, staring at the Zhan Family Ancestor.

The appearance of the ancestor of the Zhan family and the ancestor of the Lu family made him a little suspicious, and he even began to wonder in his heart whether the two had betrayed the Martial King and escaped.

"We are all scattered...... "Seeing Wang Haochen's sharp eyes, the ancestor of the Zhan family cleared his consciousness slightly, and spoke.

But as soon as he said a word, he saw Wang Haochen's face change suddenly, with a hint of panic in his anxiety.

Even in the face of dozens of blood-winged aliens, Wang Haochen was calm and composed, and at this time, his face suddenly changed, which made the Zhan family ancestor feel a jump in his heart.

"Is he worried about the Martial King or a strong enemy?" In an instant, countless thoughts surged from the heart of the ancestor of the Zhan family.

But before he could ask, a terrifying aura in Wang Haochen's body suddenly exploded, his figure flashed, and disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

The breath in Wang Haochen's body swept away like a violent wind, making the ancestors of the Zhan family unable to stabilize their figures, and their footsteps were all shaking.

When he turned his head to look, he only saw a disappearing back hundreds of feet away on the left.

"So fast?" the Zhan Family Ancestor was horrified.

After staying in place for a few breaths, the ancestor of the Zhan family turned around slightly, flew towards the left, and chased down in the direction where Wang Haochen disappeared.

He had already tasted the bitterness of wandering alone in the blood realm, and now he met Wang Haochen, whose strength was already so terrifying, that he had a chance to live.

Wang Haochen rushed through the blood realm, his speed made the ancestors of the Zhan family feel horrified, but he still felt that it was not fast enough, desperately urging the yuan force in his body, increasing his speed, and behind his body, he directly pulled out a remnant like a horse.

He was in a hurry!

Just now, in the Heavenly Punishment System, he saw the figures of Shen Fan and Xiao Yan, both of whom were covered in blood, and were being pursued by hundreds of foreign warriors, and their situation was extremely critical.

"Hold on, I'll be there soon!" Wang Haochen's consciousness had been paying attention to the situation of Shen Fan and Xiao Yan in the Heavenly Punishment System, but he was really not sure if he could arrive before they fell.

How could this be, didn't they teleport away with the Kinetic Space Rune, how could they still be hunted down by the aliens?

Wang Haochen ignored that Shen Fan was already seriously injured at that time, and the spatial runes needed consciousness to lock the teleportation, and the location of each of their teleportations was different.

Shen Fan's situation is extremely good, and it seems that he is completely supported by an obsession.

His body was stained with blood, layer after layer of bloodstains, all on top of his robe, forming a thick black shell, and the robe was also tattered, and criss-crossing wounds could be seen on his body.

Some wounds were extremely terrifying, enough to hurt his vital points, and Sensen's white bones were exposed in many places on his body, and there was a blood hole the size of a bowl on his waist and ribs, and the blood flowed slowly, and through the blood hole, his wriggling organs could be faintly seen.

There was not a trace of blood on his face, his blood vessels were all shriveled, and the blood in his whole body seemed to have run out.

Such an injury, if it were an ordinary person, would have died a long time ago, but Su Lie was still supporting, and he was carrying a person, that is, Xiao Yan, who was tightly tied to his back.

Xiao Yan's condition was not much better than Shen Fan's, and he was even weaker, and he had many wounds on his body, but fortunately, none of them hurt him.

Although Shen Fan was seriously injured, he seemed to have entered a strange state, and his spirit was still in a terrible state, his eyes were blood-red, as if he had fallen into a demon.

His body had reached the point of running out of oil, but because of that spirit, his combat power was still extremely terrifying, and the strongest warriors who dared to chase after him were all killed by him with extreme simplicity and ruthlessness.

Looking at the way he shot, Wang Haochen felt a little chilled, he seemed to have completely abandoned his body, no matter how serious his physical injuries were getting worse, every time he made a move, he just wanted to kill the opponent in the simplest way.

In the hard fight again and again, the bones on his body were cracking and breaking.

In the blood qi that permeated his body, there were seven balls of blood qi constantly wriggling, following closely by his side, like bloodthirsty piranhas, showing his sharp teeth from time to time, biting Shen Fan's body.

Most of the terrifying injuries on Shen Fan's body were left by them.

Xiao Yan lay on Shen Fan's back, looking at Shen Fan's side face, tears kept rolling down his eyes.

"Go by yourself, leave me alone, you'll die......" Xiao Yan's weak voice choked.

Shen Fan's red eyes stared ahead, and he continued to rush towards it, unmoved.

Three days ago, he didn't speak again, and it was always an obsession that supported him and kept him moving forward.

"Shen Fan, are you okay to wake up, so that we can't leave, let me go, you may still have a chance to live......" Xiao Yan cried in his ear.

"Boom!"

A supreme warrior chased after him and slammed into the attack.

Shen Fan didn't turn around, his palm poked out in an instant, and the fingers that had already exposed his phalanges were like sharp iron claws, and the huge supreme warrior kicked him back, and with a twist of his arm, he pulled out a piece of his calf bone.

"Whew!"

Almost at the same time, several clouds of blood qi swimming beside him instantly found an opportunity, like a shark smelling blood, and instantly appeared within a few feet of him, and one arm after another suddenly reached out and slapped towards Shen Fan.

"Shen Fan!" Xiao Yan's eyes flashed with urgency, and he suddenly exclaimed.

Shen Fan's red eyes turned slightly, and the long sword in his right hand suddenly came out in a circle, slashing down towards those arms like lightning.

Seven or eight days of running, running non-stop, maintaining that state, his soul consciousness seemed to have undergone a mutation, and his consciousness reacted and became extremely acute.

Those arms were instantly retracted, but more arms poked out of the blood.

"Poof!"

A blood-red long sword pierced his shoulder blade, and even Xiao Yan's body was pierced together.

Xiao Yan snorted lightly, his face became even paler, and his breath became weaker.

"Die!"

Shen Fan spoke abruptly, his voice cold, like metal rubbing.

He reached out with his palm, and directly grasped the blood-red sword that pierced his shoulder, which was deeply embedded in his metacarpal bones, but the expression on his face did not change at all, and he seemed to have lost consciousness of the pain.

"Whew!"

As his voice sounded, an incomparably dazzling sword light instantly pierced into the blood mass.

"Poof!"

As soon as the figure of a silver-winged alien condensed, the sword light penetrated into his body, and then a cloud of sword light exploded instantly, stirring him into it.

"Puff ......"

Flesh and bones flew wildly, blood splattered like water, and in just one breath, the figure turned into pieces.

Shen Fan snorted lightly in his nose, and there was an incomparably violent demonic aura emanating from his body, making the few balls of blood around him seem to be frightened, and they instantly retreated a little.

"He's already killed the four of us......" A terrifying voice rang out in the midst of the blood.

When they received the task and rushed over, Shen Fan seemed to be ready to fall at any time, but they had been chasing for five days, and Shen Fan still hadn't fallen, and four of the ten of them had fallen.

"Don't be afraid, as long as he is still a human being, it is definitely the limit. In the midst of the blood, another voice sounded.

But even he himself didn't seem to be sure of his own judgment.

Is this guy still a human in front of him? The blood on his body is about to drain, and there are four or five fatalities on his body, how can he still kill people and not die?

"I don't want to drag it out, go up together, kill him. In the midst of the flesh, another man spoke.

Shen Fan has been holding on until now, that amazing perseverance has given them a great impact, they don't know how long Shen Fan can last, they are also frightened, afraid that someone will die in the hands of Shen Fan.

With Shen Fan's current situation, the remaining six of them fought with all their might, and with the strongest warriors behind, the probability of killing Shen Fan should be extremely high.

"Kill!"

In those few clusters of blood, a loud sound sounded, with a chilling chill.

In the rear, those huge supreme warriors also received their orders and began to attack with all their might.

In an instant, Shen Fan and Xiao Yan were like dead leaves caught in the wind, which could be shattered at any time.

Shen Fan stopped, the long sword in his hand hung down to his side, blood ticked down the blade, his red eyes turned slightly, and there was an incomparably fierce red light emanating from his eyes.

"Shen Fan, remember to come to me early in the next life......" Xiao Yan muttered, leaning his face on Shen Fan's shoulder, slowly closing his eyes, two tears sliding down his eyes.

The alien race is desperate to fight, and with Shen Fan's current state, there will never be another chance.

In Shen Fan's red eyes, the light fluctuated slightly, but then the blood in his eyes became more intense.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The strongest warrior and the six silver-winged aliens launched an attack in an instant, and the fierce attack brought a howling wind towards Shen Fan and Xiao Yan.

(End of chapter)