As soon as Fang Yan was knocked away, the little beast immediately jumped up, and with a fierce attack, it rushed towards Fang Yan, who was in mid-air at the moment. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Drink!"

Fang Yan snorted softly, and in order to avoid the second blow of the little beast, he didn't care about the injury that might be aggravated again, and forcibly twisted his body in mid-air, pressing his center of gravity down.

"Whew!"

A sharp claw light grazed the scalp of the dialect.

Fang Yan couldn't help but snort, and the strong air pressure caused by the sharp claws cutting through the air made his cheeks hurt! But fortunately, he immediately took the opportunity to forcibly reverse the whereabouts of his body, allowing him to successfully avoid a crisis!

It's just that from the sudden flush on Fang Yan's face, it is not difficult to see that the injuries in his body have deepened again!

"Smack!"

Fang Yan fell from mid-air, barely landing safely in a half-squatting position, but the huge force of inertia still pushed his body involuntarily rushing backwards.

"Poof-" Fang Yan thrust the knight's sword in his hand into the ground.

"Whew!"

After drawing a long crack in the hard ground, Fang Yan finally managed to completely dissolve the strength on his body. And his hands that held the hilt of the sword had been cracked with blood by a huge force.

"Roar!"

As if annoyed and angry at what he had just missed, the golden beast gave up its intention to continue playing with the dialect and became really serious.

"Whoosh-"

The little beast turned into golden streamers and began to shuttle back and forth around the dialect that had just stood up.

As if realizing that using its claws to slap the dialect into the air was not as effective as it should be, this time the golden beast did not choose to slap the dialect away, but planned to use its claws to tear the dialect apart!

"Qiang Qiang ......"

In the center of the battlefield, the sound of gold and iron constantly came out.

Relying on the "mechanical thinking" and the reflexes of the auxiliary magic, Fang Yan barely blocked most of the little beast's attacks, but there were still three or four layers of attacks that really fell on him.

"Poof!"

Every time a sharp claw comes, it will take away a piece of flesh and blood from Fang Yan's body and bring him unspeakable pain!

Fang Yan kept waving his long sword to resist the attack, his expression was mechanical at this time, but sweat was constantly flowing from his forehead.

If someone looked into his eyes at this time, they would find that his eyes, which had always maintained an ancient well just now, had already begun to fluctuate at this time!

Fang Yan knew in his heart that "mechanical thinking" is also capable of limits.

After all, "mechanical thinking" is only a zero-level witchcraft, which can only help the wizard temporarily suppress his emotions, and it is somewhat powerless in the face of the physical pain suffered by the wizard.

At this time, the "mechanical thinking" was obviously unable to suppress the impact of the physical pain of the dialect on the spirit!

"Hmm!"

Finally, when another piece of flesh and blood on Fang Yan's body was taken away by the attack of the golden beast, he finally couldn't help but let out a muffled snort of pain. This also means that the effect of "mechanical thinking" has been completely broken!

And after losing the help of "mechanical thinking", the reaction speed of the dialect immediately dropped by a level, and in the face of the attack of the golden beast, there was basically no power to stop it.

"Poof!" Fang Yan's leg was clawed again, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

Looking at the golden beast that did not stop the offensive at all, but pounced on him again, Fang Yan showed despair, is he really going to die here? Are you so unwilling......

"Poof!"

The sound of a claw piercing into flesh sounded, and one of the golden beast's claws stabbed from Fang Yan's waist to his chest......

"Ahem, is this going to die......" Feeling the continuous passage of his vitality, Fang Yan couldn't help but laugh miserably. The intense pain in his body that he couldn't suppress made him think at that moment that it was better to die.

"Buzz!"

Seeing that the dialect was about to sprout life and death, there had been no movement in his sea of consciousness, as if the "gate of time and space" that did not exist at all, but it trembled slightly.

"Click!"

Suddenly, Fang Yan felt that the scene in front of him froze in an instant, as if the flow of time had become very slow. At the same time, he felt that his brain was extremely awake at this moment, and countless memories buried deep in his mind, whether he remembered the dialect or not, all turned into pictures flashing in front of his eyes at this moment.

There are many pictures, but what appears most in front of Fang Yan is his memories of his parents.

"There is a dialect when the whole family is born...... When he was a toddler, his mother's face was full of worry...... When I started school, my father taught me earnestly...... There are also when they enter the society and successfully find their first job, the two elders look relieved......"

Memories flashed in front of his eyes as vivid pictures.

"Dad...... Mom ......" looked at these memories that he had long forgotten, and couldn't help muttering in his mouth.

At the same time, the ungerminated will to die was swept away, and a strong desire to survive surged in Fang Yan's heart.

"I can't die yet, I haven't gone home yet, I haven't seen you again, how can I just die like this......"

The gloom in his eyes gradually receded, and a bright and resolute light flashed in the eyes of the dialect,

"It's just that I have been deeply injured and lost my combat effectiveness at the moment, how can I break the situation and find that glimmer of life?"

Suddenly, the dialect seemed to remember something, and his expression rarely hesitated,

"There's really a way, but it's ...... risk."

Even in the case of life and death, Fang Yan was still a little hesitant to use the "only" method that could overcome the dilemma.

But time does not stop flowing by thinking in tongues. Just when Fang Yan's heart was still hesitating, the frozen picture in front of him began to flow again, and the time that had been stagnant began to gradually return to normal.

Fang Yan was shocked, he knew that if he didn't make a decision, then when the time completely returned to normal, it would be his own death!

Recalling the heart-wrenching pain just now, and the strong aura of death brought to him by the golden beast, Fang Yan's heart was ruthless, and he finally made up his mind:

"That's it, it's a big deal to leave everything in this world and start over! I don't believe my luck is really that bad......"

As soon as he made up his mind, the time around Fang Yan had safely returned to its normal flow rate, and the perception that had been shielded from it filled his body again.

Looking at a small golden beast with its paws still in its chest, Fang Yan smiled at it, but a cry full of hatred and determination came out of his mouth:

"Boom!"