At this moment, there seemed to be an invisible flame above Yang Yifan's head, burning, and jumping.

Burning Spirits!

That's right, at this moment, Yang Yifan brazenly chose to burn his soul.

But is it still useful?

Many people shook their heads and sighed, not thinking that Yang Yifan still had any chances.

It's just just the realm of the late stage of the Divine Soul Realm, no matter how strong the Divine Soul is, it is only comparable to a person in the Sendai Realm one or two steps, how long can it burn? Even if it is all burned out, how much power can it generate?

They all felt that Yang Yifan was just a dying struggle.

But Yang Yifan didn't feel it at all.

At this moment, his bloody right hand had been raised, and when he moved, it suddenly fell to his left arm, which was only white bones, and his five fingers were opened, and then he grabbed it all of a sudden.

"What does he want to do?"

In the square, someone couldn't help but scream, and his eyes were frightened.

But no one paid attention to him, because at this moment, everyone's eyes were staring directly at Yang Yifan, and their eyes and faces flashed with unbelievable shock, mixed with a touch of deep fear.

No way.

Their hearts kept screaming, not daring to believe their conjectures.

Swish.

Even the faces of many martial artists who were at the peak of the Void Realm had completely changed.

With a click, everyone seemed to hear the sound of the bones and joints breaking from the picture, because they all saw that the hand bones with five fingers were torn off by Yang Yifan and broken from the joints.

It turned out to be true!

The spear shattered, and when he lost his weapon, Yang Yifan actually tore off his bones and continued to attack.

At this moment, even the brows of several masters who had reached the level of the royal road couldn't help but skip a beat, their hearts contracted suddenly, and a strong shock swelled, and they were intimidated by Yang Yifan's madness and cruelty.

Call.

And in this square, a large sound of deep inhalation sounded, but those people still couldn't suppress the throbbing in their hearts, they had never seen such a terrible person as Yang Yifan in their lives, and they had never thought that a person could be crazy to such a point.

"Childe. ”

Looking at Yang Yifan, Liu Ruyan covered her mouth with her hands and burst into tears.

Like her, many pure-blood human races also cried, just staring at Yang Yifan on the screen blankly, and even many big men had tears flashing in their eyes, for the first time, they felt the blood flowing in their bodies boiling.

Burn the soul and replace the gun with bones.

At this moment, everyone knows that Yang Yifan did everything he had.

Swish.

Yang Yifan stepped into the air.

His flesh and blood are comparable to law-level weapons, the bones will only be harder, and they will not be weaker than the Blood Shadow Gun, as long as there is a gun in his heart, then, everything can be a gun, with the blessing of blessings, the sharpness will not be weak.

"Hmph. ”

Miyazawa's eyes were gloomy.

He was furious.

Because just now he was also frightened by Yang Yifan's crazy actions.

It was a great shame for him to feel a shock and fear that he was dying.

"Even then, you think you'll be able to beat me? ”

Miyazawa moved.

He didn't want to kill Yang Yifan, he wanted to stop Yang Yifan's burning soul, because he had to kill Yang Yifan for three days and three nights in a row, and he would torture Yang Yifan completely before he could be completely destroyed.

Swish.

With a little foot, Yang Yifan also flew out, and his left hand bone was tightly grasped with his right hand.

Invincible gun intent blessing.

The power generated by the burning of the divine soul entered the body, was quickly refined by the fifth layer of the Heavenly Dragon Alchemy Technique, and then ran quickly along the exercise line, and then poured into the hand bones of that section.

Crash.

The sound of the waves sounded, and the bloody color was even more intense, because it contained Yang Yifan's blood, which erupted from the bones of his hand.

Rapid fusion.

The great wave resurfaced.

"Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Miyazawa snorted coldly, Yang Yifan clearly didn't master this style, he didn't believe that Yang Yifan could completely master it in just a dozen breaths.

It is indeed suicide.

Many people in the square also thought so, after all, Yang Yifan only had the power of this blow, if he couldn't completely kill Miyazawa, then Yang Yifan, whose soul was almost burned out, would also be killed by Miyazawa with one finger.

But Yang Yifan didn't stop.

The power in the body is infused without stopping.

It's not enough.

His soul burned even more violently, almost transparent, and once the soul was shattered, it would be death.

But Yang Yifan didn't seem to know.

Rumble.

At this moment, the flowing power suddenly bulged upward.

A heavy wave emerged.

Baizhang.

Thousands of feet.

Thousands of feet.

It is not a two-fold wave, but a re-manifestation on the basis of the first one.

The aura of terror erupted again.

Again, a sense of crisis of death emerged.

But Miyazawa was not afraid at all, he was still rushing forward, and he had already entered the range of attack, his huge claws had been raised, and the golden light kept flickering, leaving the phantom of the gecko that had been inherited by the bloodline to the sky appeared behind him again, threatening the void.

Although he didn't think that Yang Yifan could succeed, he still tried his best to make a move, as a genius of the palace guarding clan, he knew very well that the eagle still had to use all his strength to attack the rabbit.

"Heavenly Claw. ”

The inheritance of the palace guarding clan broke out again.

But no one looked at him, and everyone's eyes in the square were staring at Yang Yifan.

Because the two huge waves of the manifestation void were getting closer and closer, the last time Yang Yifan failed in the next moment, which led to a backlash and almost killed himself.

Everyone knows that the most critical moment has arrived.

Closer.

It's stuck together again.

This time, there were no explosions.

There is no regurgitation.

It's starting to merge!

Yang Yifan's face, which was full of blood and wounds, also showed a smile, and he succeeded.

Rumble.

And Miyazawa's Heavenly Claw also fell with unparalleled might, and the violent aura of destruction had already surged, and the speed was very open, I was afraid that after two or three breaths, it would fall on Yang Yifan's head, with his current situation, it was categorically unstoppable.

After a breath.

The two huge waves suddenly merged and began to stack together, and the vast and terrifying aura had begun to spread.

I wish you all a happy National Day!

(End of chapter)