Ahem, ahem.

Leng Xuan, who was looking up to the sky and smiling, suddenly coughed violently, and then gulps of black blood gushed out.

"Xuan'er. ”

Swish.

Leng Zhantian's face changed sharply and he got up.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Leng Xuan took a few steps back, and when he looked down, the clothes on his body were shattered, revealing the intimate armor inside, but the armor had already broken a hole the size of a fist, and blood was constantly flowing out.

"How is that possible?"

He stared incredulously at the hideous wound on his chest, almost piercing his heart.

Pedaling.

A feeling of weakness came, making his body a little unstable.

Leng Xuan is seriously injured!

What about Yang Yifan?

As soon as many people's eyes turned, they immediately froze.

At this moment, Yang Yifan was standing a few steps away from Leng Xuan, covered in terrifying wounds, especially in his chest, which had collapsed, and even the miserable white bones were exposed.

But the strange thing is that no blood is flowing out, because the blood burning secret technique is about to burn the essence blood in his body.

The tip of the Blood Shadow Spear was against a pit, and the tail of the spear was against Yang Yifan's fleshy shoulder, supporting him from falling.

It's still standing in such a way!

Many people were taking a deep breath, and at this moment, they all seemed to understand a little bit of what it meant to die standing up.

Lose both!

Regarding this result, Lin Zheng and other Extreme Realm masters felt that there was nothing incomprehensible.

They had seen it before, Yang Yifan's martial arts had also been upgraded to the middle grade of the ground level, which was comparable to the power of the Leng family's Cloud Turning Sea Fist, although Leng Xuan was in the early stage of the Xuanji Realm, but Yang Yifan used the Blood-Burning Secret Technique to fight hard, and the gap was not insurmountable.

And Leng Xuan is in good condition, but Yang Yifan's artistic conception of the integration of people and guns is not an ornament, and the improvement of the power of martial arts is absolutely terrifying.

"His opponent is no longer in the area. ”

Lin Zheng sighed.

Truly!

Even the days of the Cold War had to admit that this was true.

With an injured body, he can tie with Leng Xuan in the early stage of the Xuanji Realm, so what about when Yang Yifan is at his peak?

Obviously, people of the same age in this part of Wave City can no longer fight against Yang Yifan, and Yang Yifan's opponent should be the top genius in other regions, the pride of the academy.

It's good that you don't lose!

At this moment, many martial artists breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"Ahh ”

At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came out of Yang Yifan's throat, like the last roar of the dying beast, breaking the silence of the entire scene.

Swish.

The Blood Shadow Spear let go and fell to the ground.

And Yang Yifan's whole person stumbled towards the injured Leng Xuan.

This?

Even the eyes of Lin Zheng, Qiu Yuan Mountain, and the Cold War Heaven Extreme Realm masters couldn't help but stare slightly, revealing a look of horror.

Fight!

He still has to fight!

Rumble!

At this moment, looking at Yang Yifan, who was already running out of oil, even the right hands of many women couldn't help but hold it tightly, and they felt a throbbing from the deepest part of their lives, which made their eyes immediately burst with tears.

As long as there is one breath left, the battle will never stop!

All the martial artists in the entire scene fell silent, staring directly at the blood-colored figure that stumbled and would fall at any moment.

One-step.

Five steps.

Boom.

Leng Xuan, who was lost in despair, was bumped into by Yang Yifan, and the two fell to the ground together.

"You're looking for death. ”

Although he was seriously injured, Leng Xuan was still a little better than Yang Yifan, and raised his right hand.

Burst.

The five fingers grabbed into the wound on Yang Yifan's shoulder.

Bursts of sharp pain came like a tide, constantly impacting the nerves, making Yang Yifan's head blank, and his eyes were even blacker, he was about to lose his nerve and faint.

"Ahh ”

There was another low roar, his teeth clashing at the tip of his tongue, and more intense pain came, making him awake for a moment.

Wow.

He climbed up a short distance.

"Give me death. ”

Leng Xuan's face suddenly became distorted, his right hand twitched, and then fell again.

Whining.

Yang Yifan could only let out the low wail like a fierce beast, he buried his head, opened his mouth, and then bit down like this.

"Ahh ”

Immediately after, Leng Xuan's terrible scream also rang out, and a stream of warm blood gushed out from his neck.

Grunt.

The Adam's apple rolled, and the warm, fishy blood was swallowed by Yang Yifan, making his throat, which was already dry and almost on fire, feel more comfortable, so he drank it even more.

Crazy!

It's crazy!

Although they knew that Yang Yifan was a madman, looking at the scene in the ring, everyone knew that they still underestimated the madness in Yang Yifan's bones, and they were actually drinking Leng Xuan's blood.

"Get out of here, get out of here. ”

Blood continued to flow out, and he felt the mortal danger, constantly struggling violently, using both hands and feet, and using all his strength, he continued to hit Yang Yifan's chest and head heavily.

Every time he was punched, Yang Yifan felt like his head had been smashed by a hammer, and after a while, Xuanyuan's whole body looked more like it was about to fall apart, and he had lost consciousness, and his ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear any other sounds, and his eyes were closed and couldn't be opened.

But he was still pressing Leng Xuan's body, his consciousness had long been blurred, and he was only supporting his actions with an unyielding will, and he was still biting with his mouth, his teeth were the only weapon he could still use now.

Even if he died, he would drag Leng Xuan on his back.

Knock knock.

Burst.

Another bloody hole appeared in his back.

Yang Yifan's body was already spasming constantly because of the severe pain, and his vitality was losing rapidly, but he still didn't give up, opened his mouth, bit a large piece of flesh, and then turned his head violently.

With a thud, a piece of bloody flesh was torn off.

Tick.

At this moment, even the martial artists in the late stage of the Xuanji Realm had a fine layer of cold sweat on their foreheads, and they felt that if there was no need in the future, they must not fight a madman like Yang Yifan, it was really terrifying.

"Ahh ”

Leng Xuan's screams were already much weaker, his neck had been blurred by gnawed flesh and blood, blood flowed out like a spring, the strength of his whole body was also losing rapidly, and the falling fists were becoming weaker and weaker.

I'm scared!

He's completely scared!

Leng Xuan's eyes were already full of horror, in his eyes, Yang Yifan was no longer a human, but a demon who came out of hell, otherwise how could he suck his blood and eat his flesh and blood.

Swish.

Leng Zhantian couldn't sit still anymore, got up, and was cold and murderous.

"Lord Leng, what are you trying to do? ”

Qin Yunlian moved lightly, not afraid of the incomparable power of the late stage of the Cold War Heaven and Earth Extreme Realm, and a faint voice sounded, "Either admit defeat, then wait until the battle is over." ”

Click.

Leng Zhantian's fist squeezed suddenly, and a look of entanglement flashed in his eyes, if he admits defeat, then Leng Xuan will lose his qualification to enter Tianyi Academy, and the impact on the future will be too great, but can Leng Xuan still stop it now?