Full speed.

Yang Yifan landed on the street in the Blood Wind City in an instant, and with a little back, the whole person disappeared into the crowd in a few flashes.

"You can't escape. ”

The guy was in hot pursuit.

This?

The surrounding warriors were fleeing in panic, and the strong coercion that emanated from them was unbearable, and if they were affected by the fight, they were afraid that they would directly end up in pieces.

Suddenly, the whole street was a mess, and there were fleeing figures everywhere.

Street entrance.

A big man in the early stage of the Heavenly Extreme Realm stood on the steps in front of a restaurant, his eyes wide and his face full of horror.

Because he saw Yang Yifan rushing towards him upright.

Fast!

It's so fast!

In just two or three breaths, Yang Yifan arrived in front of him, and the thick bloody aura came like a wave, making his heart skip a beat, and his whole body immediately tensed.

"You... ”

Barely the slightest, the long sword in his hand had already been raised, and a brilliant aura erupted.

But it doesn't work.

A heavy punch roared out, and the huge force contained in it even made the green tendons on the back of Yang Yifan's hand stand out, like a hideous and terrifying cyan earthworm.

With a bang, the sword was blocked.

It's so berserk!

Dahan couldn't stop the huge force in his heart at all, and the whole person stumbled directly to the side.

"I didn't offend you. ”

Panicked and frightened voices rang out.

"Lend your essence and blood. ”

Yang Yifan didn't hesitate at all, the blood shadow spear in his right hand stabbed suddenly, and it instantly sank into that guy's chest, and the essence blood was immediately absorbed by the shiny and sharp tip of the spear.

The smell of death hangs over us.

The big man's face was full of despair, but he couldn't struggle at all.

"Hmph, the disciples of the Star Picking Sect are nothing more than that, they are not indiscriminately killing innocents, what is the difference between them and people like us?"

The guy's voice rang out from behind, followed by a piercing sound of breaking through the air.

There was no looking back.

Yang Yifan drew the blood shadow gun, and his backhand was a sweep.

When a bang.

The Blood Shadow Gun shook rapidly, and five deep claw marks appeared.

In the face of the French soldiers, it is indeed unbearable.

With that impact, Yang Yifan flew forward again, penetrated one wall after another with a bang, flew out from the other side, and rushed in another direction.

"You can't escape. ”

That guy is following suit, no matter what the hell Yang Yifan is doing, he can't escape from the palm of his hand today.

And the big man was lying on the ground, his face full of happiness for the rest of his life, just a little bit, his heart was about to be pierced.

Borrow sperm and blood for use?

His heart was full of grievances and helplessness, which was obviously borrowing half of his life.

It's indeed borrowed blood!

Because Yang Yifan wants to raise the Blood Shadow Spear to the level of a magic soldier, otherwise it will be difficult to resist.

And he never considered himself a good person.

At this critical time, he didn't care what those people would think.

A pillar of incense after the time.

Boom.

A huge explosion sounded, a house collapsed, smoke and dust swept through the sky, and a hasty figure appeared, an old man in the early stage of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, fleeing with all his might.

But it didn't work at all.

Yang Yifan's whole body rose into the sky, his left hand reached out like lightning, and grabbed his foot with a snap.

"You... ”

The old man's body sank suddenly, and then there was the sound of flesh tearing, and the tip of the spear sank into his lower abdomen, and he felt the blood draining rapidly.

"Bloody Wolf Claw. ”

The guy grabbed his right hand, five blood marks appeared, and he quickly grabbed it, and the terrifying aura swept over, making the old man immediately desperate, with his strength, he couldn't resist it at all.

Yang Yifan's face did not change, and as soon as he pushed his hand, the blood shadow gun penetrated the old man's stomach and came out.

One sideways bypassed the old man, Yang Yifan grabbed the Blood Shadow Spear, and the spiritual power was frantically infused into it, "The Spear of Splitting Gold." ”

Bang!

The purest fierce aura spread wildly, facing the blood-colored wolf claws that emerged.

When a bang.

The odds are evenly matched.

But there was also a notch in the tip of the Blood Shadow Gun.

"How many more can you block?"

Swish.

As soon as the blow was successful, Yang Yifan turned around and left, without saying a word at all.

"Hmph. ”

The guy snorted coldly and continued to pursue, this time, his speed suddenly increased by a few points, and he was only a few feet away from Yang Yifan.

It's horrible.

And the old man looked at the bloody hole in his lower abdomen, his face was full of horror, and his heart was even more deeply helpless, he had been in retreat and cultivation, and he had never offended anyone at all, but he had suffered this unwarranted disaster.

After a cup of tea.

"Blood Tiger Claw. ”

With a pop, blood splattered, and Yang Yifan's vest had five more blood marks that were visible to the bone, and after being impacted, his whole person also rushed forward at a faster speed, directly knocking a panicked and fleeing beauty in front of him to the ground, and then he pounced.

"You... ”

In a panic, the blood shadow spear full of cracks and gaps fell, and it sank into the beautiful woman's chest, and the oozing blood immediately stained her long dress red.

"If you don't want to die, retreat. ”

The beautiful woman could only grit her teeth, cover her wounds and quickly retreat to the back, although she was also the early stage strength of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, she was obviously inferior to Yang Yifan.

Swish.

Yang Yifan turned around and looked at the guy who was chasing.

"Yo, why don't you run away?"

The guy stopped, his face full of playfulness, and he had a sense of accomplishment like a cat and a mouse.

"Almost. ”

Almost?

The guy's brows furrowed suddenly, what is almost?

Rumble!

At this moment, a brilliant blood light on the blood shadow spear held by Yang Yifan in his hand suddenly erupted, instantly condensing into a hundred-zhang blood-colored spear phantom, piercing the sky, and the few white clouds floating in the sky were completely shattered by the impact in an instant, dissipating into nothingness.

This?

The eyes of the martial artists of the entire Blood Wind City widened, and they smelled a strong smell of blood, which was so strong that it made them palpitate and it was difficult for them to breathe, as if at this moment, Blood Wind City had turned into a bloody Shura Hell.

And that guy's face was also gloomy, and the bloody aura was no less intense than the blood pool he had built before.

But that blood pool was formed by him borrowing the power of the Wei family to kill I don't know how many martial artists, Yang Yifan's gun actually has such a bad spirit, which shows that there are only a lot more people killed than him, how can this make him not frightened?

In just one breath, the Blood Shadow Spear broke away from Yang Yifan's right hand and hung in the void.

One by one, blood-colored symbols emerged, three inches from the barrel of the gun, like a blood-colored vine, wrapping around the blood-colored spear, constantly flying, climbing, and soon spreading from the tail of the gun to the tip of the gun.

Then he instantly disappeared into the Blood Shadow Spear.

What the?

The guy's eyes were as wide as bull's eyes, and his face was full of disbelief.

What did he see?

The cracks in the Blood Shadow Gun were healing, and the gaps were rapidly recovering.

And that layer of gray is also dissipating, replaced by a palpitating scarlet color.

The breath has changed!

Break through the barrier of the best spirit soldier!

Reach the Wizard level!

That guy couldn't help but gasp, it was incredible, a spear had not been reforged, it was so advanced, it was completely beyond his imagination.

"Is that still a spear?"

"How can it be so terrifying?"

The extremely powerful killing aura was frantically sweeping out from the Blood Shadow Spear, causing the nearby warriors to retreat in horror one by one, unable to withstand the breath at all.

The blood shadow spear had regained its scarlet color, and even more so than before, it was like it was made of blood, and the blood light was even faintly flowing, and the tip of the spear was so sharp that many warriors did not dare to look at it directly.

"Do you really think that the gap between us can be bridged by a single magic spear?"

The guy sneered, "Then let you see my true strength." ”

Haven't you done your best before?

The martial artists of Blood Wind City were even more shocked, but they obviously saw that he had beaten Yang Yifan before and had no power to fight back, if he hadn't done his best, how powerful would it be?

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