Tang Yifan sat cross-legged on the ground, and not long after meditating, at this moment, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from around.

The voice sounded a little harsh.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect there to be such a master in the Imperial Sword Villa."

Hearing this voice, Tang Yifan slowly opened his eyes and prepared to stand up.

But he was stopped by the sword soul and said, "Little friend, don't worry yet. Ahem, I'm running out of time, and if I force this force, I'll disappear too. You're going to be backlashed, little friend, and you've got to think about it. ”

Hearing this, Tang Yifan lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

At this moment, there was a gust of wind behind him, and a figure landed behind him.

Tang Yifan slowly stood up, turned around, and looked behind him.

I saw a middle-aged man with a sharp beak and a thin figure standing behind him.

Tang Yifan looked at the man vigilantly and asked, "Who are you?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the man came to him in an instant.

Slowly raised his right hand, only to see that his right hand exuded a turquoise aura and slapped towards Tang Yifan's chest.

Before Tang Yifan could recover from his recovery, he was slapped on his chest with this palm.

He took a few steps back, clutching his chest, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Raising his head slightly, he looked at the middle-aged man.

I saw that the middle-aged man slowly walked to the corpse of the tiger with his hands behind his back.

The man came to the corpse of the tiger and said with a smile: "Brother Tiger, let me help you complete the final task." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly, and a green light emanated from his right hand.

Tang Yifan, who was staying in the distance, could see from this green light that this person was absorbing the aura of the tiger strange.

Huyi's body gradually turned into a dried corpse.

Then, with a slight smile, he looked at Tang Yifan not far away.

smiled at him, "Next, it's up to you." ”

As he spoke, he walked in front of Tang Yifan, slowly raised his right hand, and attacked Tang Yifan, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, Tang Yifan quickly dodged.

Seeing that Tang Yifan dodged this blow, the man smiled: "Yo, you can still move." ”

"Kill you, I'm the winner! Hahaha! ”

Tang Yifan rubbed the blood stains on the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up.

"Just you?"

As he spoke, a powerful aura fluctuation burst out from Tang Yifan's body.

Ccentipede Jin was shocked back a few steps by this fluctuation, squinted at Tang Yifan and said, "Do you still want to do a dying struggle?" ”

Then, a cloud of turquoise mist appeared behind Centipede, which quickly turned into a turquoise centipede.

Two meters tall, he looked at Tang Yifan with teeth and claws.

Two pairs of blood-red eyes stared at him deadly, yelling at Tang Yifan from time to time.

At this time, Wu Jin suddenly disappeared into Tang Yifan's field of vision, and seeing his disappearance, Tang Yifan looked around vigilantly.

"You shouldn't follow me, you should follow it."

Hearing this, Tang Yifan quickly turned his head to look at the centipede in front of him.

When he turned around, he saw that the centipede was rapidly attacking Tang Yifan.

This centipede was very fast, and Tang Yifan hadn't had time to react yet.

I felt a sharp pain in my chest, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

Holding his chest, he whispered, "So fast!" ”

At this moment, centipede appeared behind him.

A punch hit Tang Yifan in the back, and Tang Yifan at this time was lying on the ground and spitting blood.

I secretly said in my heart: "Senior, senior, help me!" ”

At this moment, the sword soul slowly appeared in front of him.

However, this appearance is different from the last time, this time the sword soul looms.

When he saw this scene, Tang Yifan asked suspiciously: "Senior, you...."

The sword soul said slowly: "It's not a secret, since the last time that soul destroying array, I have been wiped out, and now I am just a trace of remnant soul. ”

Hearing this, Tang Yifan was taken aback, and said: "Then what should I do, seniors, I blame me for not being good, I caused you to be like this." ”

The sword soul shook his head and said, "I don't blame you, how can I say that you are also my descendant." ”

After speaking, the sword soul disappeared in front of Tang Yifan's eyes.

After seeing the sword soul disappear, he shouted, "Senior! ”

......

Now I am full of injuries and my clothes are in tatters.

Wu Jin looked at Tang Yifan and sneered: "Hmph, not dead yet?" ”

As he spoke, he saw the cry on Tang Yifan's back, and with a wave of his hand, the cry flew out of the bag.

At this moment, a fireball flew in, and the weak Tang Yifan tilted his head and saw that in the air not far away, two people came.

I saw that this fireball knocked away the crying, and when Centipede saw the fireball, he looked around and shouted, "Who is it!" ”

As soon as Wu Jin's words fell, two figures fell from the sky.

The two are Tang Rou and Murong Xiaoyu.

When Tang Rou saw the dying Tang Yifan on the ground, she said with some excitement: "Brother Xiaofan! ”

As he spoke, he was about to run towards Tang Yifan, but as soon as he ran two steps, he was stopped by Murong Xiaoyu.

"Xiaorou, you can't go, it's too dangerous!"

Tears flowed from the corners of Tang Rou's eyes, looked at Tang Yifan in front of her, pointed and said, "Sister-in-law, Brother Xiaofan is almost dying." ”

Murong Xiaoyu shook his head slightly and said, "You can't go, it's too dangerous, and Xiaofan doesn't want you to go over." ”

Tang Rou shed tears, bit her lip, looked at Tang Yifan at a loss and said, "Brother Xiaofan! You have to cheer up. ”

Tang Yifan heard Tang Rou's voice, slowly opened his eyes, looked at it, and said, "Xiaorou, don't come here, you go quickly, it's dangerous!" ”

Wu Jin smiled slightly: "Hey, the scene is quite touching!" ”

As soon as he raised his hand, the cry stabbed towards Tang Rou.

Seeing this, Tang Yifan quickly got up and ran towards Tang Rou.

When the cry was less than half a meter away from Tang Rou, Tang Yifan appeared in front of her.

I saw that Tang Rou slowly closed her eyes and felt her face hot.

Murong Xiaoyu's shout came from his ears: "Xiaofan! ”

hurriedly ran over and ran to Tang Rou's side.

After hearing the shouting, Tang Rou hurriedly opened her eyes and looked.

found Tang Yifan standing in front of him with a bloody face.

With trembling hands, he stroked Tang Yifan's face: "Brother Xiaofan, are you okay?" ”

Tang Yifan spat out blood, a smile appeared on his face, and said slowly: "I'm fine, Xiaorou." ”

After speaking, he fell to the ground, and Tang Rou looked at Tang Yifan who fell to the ground.

A rusty dagger was found stuck in his chest.

Tang Rou, Murong Xiaoyu looked at this sword, stroked it gently, and couldn't help crying.

"Little Brother Fan! You can't die! You're the only one in my world. ”

"Xiaofan, wake up, you'll be fine."