The silence, the dead wilderness was dreary like a pool of stagnant water. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone was staring intently at the two people who were quietly opposite each other in the sunken gap.

Fan's face was pale, pale without a trace of blood, and the bright red blood trickled down from his seven orifices, and the cheeks that had been cut by the fragments also dripped viscous blood again because of the shattering.

It's like a ghost's face.

Bai Fenglie's facial muscles were constantly twisted, both because of pain and fear!

"Peak power, how can you possibly have peak power?!" His tone was trembling, and he couldn't suppress his horror!

What can harm the peak life can only be done with the peak power that the same peak life has. Bai Fenglie's entire right arm completely disappeared in a short instant, if it weren't for the fact that his reflex nerve was already inhuman, Fan's knife was enough to kill him! And to be able to do this, apart from peak strength, he can't imagine that there are other possibilities!

But if this is really the peak power, then doesn't this prove that Brahma is already the peak of life? This terrifying thought immediately made him unable to help himself. For such a young peak life, and even with dual abilities, not to mention the mutant ability that once amazed Yama, what kind of extent can he reach in the future?

Bai Fenglie didn't even dare to think about it!

Even if this is not the case, the mere fact that Brahma is able to use peak power can already make anyone stunned.

Today's events, the grudge between the Bai family and Fan has been deep-rooted, if Fan is allowed to grow up, then he will become the biggest enemy of the Bai family in the future! This is a terrifying existence that is enough to stand up to the entire family on its own!

Must be killed! Van must die!

Bai Fenglie's expression completely lost any indifference to the overall situation, only the ruthlessness and ferocity from the depths!

He must not be allowed to live!

So Bai Fenglie made a bold move, and his left hand hit Fan's abdomen fiercely, and the majestic force smashed Fan's entire body dozens of meters away.

Fan fell heavily to the ground, and his body couldn't stop rolling, like a puppet without any power. After a few moments, he pushed himself up, and in such a short time, his body was already full of viscous blood, and the dry yellow sand had no time to absorb it.

He couldn't stop retching, but he couldn't vomit anything but blood mixed with fragments of his organs.

Angelil's stiff body lay on his back, her satin-like blonde hair and her blue eyes, which were as pure as jewels, had lost their former brilliance.

Fan stretched out his hand with difficulty, every bone in his body was emitting an overwhelmed **, he gently grabbed Angelil's delicate and white hand, and the coldness of the tentacles made him unspeakably sad.

He clenched the hand hard, and then little by little, he tried his best to pull Angelil's body into his arms, "I'm sorry." Van hissed and screamed.

However, unexpectedly, this cold hand suddenly twitched at this moment.

"Anjie......" Fan didn't even know his name, and a fiery blade suddenly appeared behind him!

"Poof." The slight sound of the lightsaber entering his body made Fan's heart stop beating suddenly.

His pupils contracted suddenly, and his huge eyes were filled with fear and horror.

"Why?" His dry, hoarse voice was filled with hoarse screams of despair.

"Silly...... Melon ......" Angelil gently stretched out her hand, trying to caress the face that made him love and hate, and then her hand was only halfway out, and slowly drooped.

A blazing lightsaber pierced her chest, and she made her decision at the last moment of her life without hesitation.

"No, no, no, no, no!" Van cried out in terror, howled in despair, and struggled with all his might!

What does it feel like? It is like being submerged and suffocated in the deepest abyss, like being burned in the depths of the most blazing lava, and like being cut and crushed by countless sharp blades in the ultimate pain.

Van had never experienced such a feeling, but why was he so miserable? He didn't know, and he couldn't explain it.

Even the pain caused by Art's death in the first place would not have made him more painful.

Little by little, the past came to his mind, and everything was finally frozen in the night when the ice source attacked, in the cold enough to swallow everything, that little insignificant, but shocking warmth.

Some feelings always come suddenly, so suddenly that people think they are insignificant, but when they pass, the unspeakable sting reminds her of how important it is.

"Ah!!!h Van hissed and roared, screaming in pain with blood stains on his face, his half-length black hair fluttering messily, and his veins exposed everywhere on his pale skin.

He pulled out the blazing lightsaber and threw it at the murderer with all his might, and stood not far from the gloomy Bai Ci.

In the face of Fan's full throw, Bai Ci had no choice but to retreat, he clearly sensed the breath of energy in this blow, which was by no means the power that ordinary people could release. Even Bai Fenglie ended up with a broken arm, he didn't dare to relax his vigilance easily, and no one could guarantee that Fan would not release Fang Cai's terrifying blow again.

Bai Fenglie stared at the crazy Fan with deep eyes, there was no trace of pity in his eyes, and the failure of the sneak attack given by the day made him even more anxious, "Kill him!" He waved his left hand to all the Bai family soldiers.

He no longer dared to approach Van anymore, and that blow had left an indelible shadow on his heart.

The soldiers hesitantly picked up their weapons, but they pointed them at the muzzle of Fan's guns and did not see the fire, "What are you waiting for!" Shoot! ”

Bai Fenglie couldn't help but roar angrily, "Those who disobey the order will be executed!" Execute! ”

The unquestionable order forced the soldiers to let go of their hesitation, and they looked at each other before finally pulling the trigger. The loud and loud sound of gunfire filled the empty wilderness in an instant, and the continuous firelight brought a pungent smoke to the air.

And where the dense rain of bullets went, the roar of the decanter did not stop, but became louder and louder, and even suppressed the rough gunfire!

"Ah!!h Van screamed and roared, the Silent Ripper swung wildly in the stream of metal, and at this moment, he squeezed all his strength, leaving nothing behind, his hair began to turn gray, and his skin quickly dehydrated and saggy, clearly exposed through his thin skin, green tendons and bones.

He traded almost all of his life force for the extreme release of the Silent Ripper, and the resonance sparked all the energy that lurked within.

Overclocking and omniscience, at this moment, finally returned to Fan's body!

The waterfall-like black lines almost condensed into pieces, and the airtight knife net tightly enveloped him and Angelil, and no bullet could penetrate the knife net, not a single one!

But Van knew very well that he would not last long.

However, even if this moment of extreme release can only last for a few seconds, he will do everything for it! Not for herself, but for Angelil.

Angelil fell into the wilderness for him, abandoned her family for him, wounded for him, died for him, and he owed Angelil an explanation, an explanation that was enough to pay with his life.

The torrent of metal that flew last for more than ten seconds finally stopped completely, and the warriors shot all their bullets, but to their horror, the figure standing with a knife still did not fall.

Under the remnant sun, although his figure is withered and thin, he is like a poplar that has endured thousands of years without decay, lonely and tenacious.

The fighters eventually laid down their weapons, because the ammunition ran out, and also because of something else.

Bai Fenglie held a sniper rifle flat with one hand, and the doji in the scope was firmly pointed at Fan's eyebrows.

Van stared at his opponent numbly, his left hand holding the knife was already weak, and with his current physical condition, it was already a miracle to be able to stand.

Bang!

Bullets flew out from the thick muzzle, and the rapid forward brought obvious air currents, and Bai Fenglie did not hesitate.

"Is it over?" Fan sighed tiredly, at this moment he didn't want to resist, and he was powerless to resist.

So the bullet flew towards his eyebrows without any hindrance, but just as it was about to crash through Fan's head and extinguish all his consciousness, an inexplicable force suddenly prompted Fan to raise his left arm.

"Ding!" The bullet slammed into the dull blade of the silent ripper, which had lost all its strength, and then exploded in front of Fan, and the powerful impact extended along the blade into Fan's skull, and almost instantly, Fan's consciousness fell into boundless darkness.

He was unconscious.

"Uncle ......" was about to speak during the day, but was suddenly stopped by Bai Fenglie, who had a solemn expression.

Bai Fenglie squinted his eyes tightly, and all the energy in his body was condensed, he did not relax in the slightest because of Fan's fall, but looked more like he was facing a great enemy!

A stone was buried at Fan's feet, but it was such an ordinary stone, but it hit Fan's arm with precision, and allowed him to resist the sniper bullet he inspired!

Enemies, powerful enemies!

The figure wrapped in a white cloak quietly appeared in the battlefield, and everyone looked at it intently.

It was a pair of eyes, or rather, one could only see them, because everything else was hidden within the strange, airtight white cloak.

But what kind of eyes are they, the depth of darkness, the vastness of the sea, the gray melancholy, as if they are not human things.

It was exactly the same as the eyes that appeared in the Byron family that night, watching Van and Angelil leave.

She stared at the withered Van who had fallen to the ground, and the depths of her deep dark eyes burned with pure love and guilt.

She crouched quietly in front of Fan, caressing his bloody face, which could not be seen clearly.

"I'm late."

She murmured softly, her soft voice piercing through the thick white cloak, filled with love and pain.

No one knew how she got to Fan's side, just as no one knew when she appeared, and the distance of tens of meters seemed to her as if it were just a random step.

Her march didn't even bring a hint of wind.

Bai Fenglie's expression was only the most serious and solemn, and he said slowly in a dry and hoarse tone.

"The White-Cloaked Templar." (To be continued.) )