It's close!

It's getting closer!

The light in Yang Yifan's eyes kept flickering.

The thirty-six acupuncture points in the body instantly lit up, and a red line spread out, rushing out, and the violent power immediately surged out like a tide.

In the late stage of advancing to the Heavenly Extreme Realm, his strength was a cut higher than before.

Under the five-fold increase, the power made his flesh and bones tingle for bursts, and some of them couldn't bear it.

Crackling.

With just a grip on his five fingers, he instantly grabbed the air.

The sound of breaking the air struck, and Lu Mo's dry palm was already in front of him.

Finished!

Although the martial artists present admired Yang Yifan's courage and courage, no one thought that Yang Yifan could block it, and there would be no end except for blood splashing on the spot, after all, the corpse of the martial artist in the middle stage of the Divine Soul Realm was still lying there, still hot.

Boom!

In the midst of this lightning and flint, a fist and a palm collided violently, and the purest power fluctuations spread instantly, and the surrounding air fluctuated rapidly, tumbling and boiling like boiling water.

There was a pain in the palm of his hand, which made Lu Mo's old eyes couldn't help but widen a little, although he was injured, it shouldn't be something that a guy in the late stage of the Heavenly Extreme Realm could fight against.

It's so unreal!

He had the illusion that he was hallucinating.

This?

The other people next to them were as if they had been struck by a thunderbolt, and they just stood there stupidly, looking at Yang Yifan with dull eyes, which made them unable to accept it at all.

Although he knew that Yang Yifan had the strength to kill the early stage martial artist of the God Soul Realm with one punch, it was a strong man in the Sendai Realm who made the shot.

At this moment, it was as if time had stood still.

But Yang Yifan didn't hesitate at all, the moment he blocked Lu Mo, the scarlet blood shadow spear fell into his hand, the spiritual power was infused, and the Nine Dragons Destruction Slash broke out directly, and the violent aura of destruction swept wildly.

Lu Mo woke up, clenched his five fingers, turned his palm into a fist, and the earthy yellow fluorescence gushed out, smashing it with a huge force.

Nine blood-colored dragons shattered and dissipated.

The Blood Shadow Spear was blocked, and the huge force surged, causing Yang Yifan's body to shake violently and take two steps back.

"Annihilation. ”

The killer move of the Wave Breaker appeared next.

This killing move containing a trace of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth made Lu Mo also suffer, the wound on his chest shattered, and blood gushed out at once, soaking through his clothes and instantly dying red.

Pedaling.

Under the pain, he also took two steps back.

was repelled by Yang Yifan, this is a shame that Lu Mo has never tried in such a long life, although he is injured, but Yang Yifan is only in the late stage of the Heavenly Extreme Realm after all, how can this make him feel aggrieved?

The old face was immediately completely distorted by the hideousness, "Little brute, it's good, but I underestimated you." ”

But Yang Yifan didn't say a word.

One step out, bullying straight up, the blood shadow spear stabbed out again.

Nine blood-colored dragons reappeared.

"You think it's still useful?"

Lu Mo snorted coldly, his right fist smashed out, and faintly the phantom of an ancient divine mountain appeared.

Shake the mountain!

Even the primeval sacred mountain can be shaken, which shows its power.

The void immediately turbulent, the pitch-black spatial barrier emerged, and the terrifying aura came like that earth-shattering wave.

It's scary!

But I don't know how much Yang Yifan has experienced in life and death, and he can't be scared.

The blood-colored dragon directly turned into a point of light and disappeared.

The dry fist was like a broken bamboo, and it was in front of Yang Yifan in an instant.

Hit!

Lu Mo even heard the wonderful sound of bone cracking.

But at this moment, a golden mini gun roared out from Yang Yifan's eyebrows.

What the?

The smile on Lu Mo's face instantly froze, and his eyes widened, full of disbelief and horror.

Comparable to the gun intent of a Divine Soul Realm martial artist?

Sudden retreat.

But it's too late.

The golden mini gun instantly arrived in front of Lu Mo's forehead, and a thumb-sized blood hole appeared, and blood gushed out.

was blocked.

A five-inch villain emerged from Lu Mo's forehead, and it was a miniature version of Lu Mo, with a crystal clear body, as if carved from high-grade jade, and as soon as it appeared, the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth immediately surged.

Mind!

This is the spirit born of fire!

It can control the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

This is where the Sendai Realm martial artists are the most powerful.

And at this point, as long as the soul is not destroyed, it will not die, and it can even find a suitable body to be reborn.

If it weren't for Lu Mo being injured by the golden puppet, Yang Yifan wouldn't have been able to hurt him, and he wouldn't have been able to even get within ten feet of him.

The god's right fist smashed out, flickering with earthy light, and the thick aura surged and spread.

It was the earth fist intent that Lu Mo comprehended.

If Yang Yifan's divine soul was born out of fire, what he was holding in his hand would be a golden mini gun.

Boom.

The mini gun was hit, and the golden light flickered continuously, instantly dimming a lot, and then flew back sharply, re-entering Yang Yifan's eyebrows, and returning to the sea of knowledge.

Burst.

The two of them almost spit out a mouthful of blood in unison, and their breaths were much weaker in an instant.

Yang Yifan couldn't bear it.

Lu Mo was injured because of the injury.

"The Sendai realm is really powerful. ”

Yang Yifan raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth and took more than a dozen steps back.

He used two killer weapons, but he still couldn't match an injured Sendai Realm martial artist.

Nonsense.

Even the demons were a little speechless, this is a big realm, if it weren't for Yang Yifan's invincible spear intent to be raised to the level of a Divine Soul Realm martial artist on the ancient battlefield, I am afraid that a single face will be suppressed by Lu Mo's divine soul power, and it will not be able to exert any too strong combat power.

Really powerful?

Could it be that you didn't believe it before?

The corners of the other people's mouths were constantly twitching, looking at Yang Yifan, their eyes were also full of terrified looks, although Lu Mo was injured, he was still strong, otherwise he would not have slapped a mid-stage martial artist of the Divine Soul Realm to death, but now he was injured by Yang Yifan, doesn't this prove Yang Yifan's demonity?

"Little brute, good. ”

Lu Mo was also completely angry, and even his white hair stood up slightly, which perfectly interpreted the word angry hair rushing to the crown.

Boom.

Yang Yifan turned around, his feet were a little, and the whole person flew away in an instant, and in a few flashes, he left the square and arrived at the area where the furnace room was located before.

"You can't escape. ”

Lu Mo pursued, no matter what, he had to kill Yang Yifan, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

After only a few breaths, Lu Mo burst out laughing, "Little beast, I see how you die this time." ”

Bad luck, right?

The others also had some sympathy for Yang Yifan, because two wolf-type puppets appeared in front of them, judging from the fluctuations they emitted, they definitely had the strength comparable to that of a Sendai Realm martial artist, and once Yang Yifan approached, he would immediately kill him.

Under such circumstances, Yang Yifan is unable to escape.

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