"Okay, now hand over the Blood Fruit, and I'll let you live. ”

Ying Fei said this, but the momentum of the attack did not ease up at all, and between his fingers, a sharp wind blade comparable to a sword was thrown out.

"Bang!"

Zhou Yan once again smashed a wind blade attack that was enough to shatter stones and split gold with his wish fulfillment talisman.

At this moment, it was less than a hundred meters away from fleeing to the foot of the Evil Peak Mountain.

"Give it back to you, catch it!"

Zhou Yan sweated profusely, roared, pretended to take something from his body, and then threw his hand into the air behind him, hoping to deceive and win Fei, and win a minute and a half of precious time.

However, Ying Fei is not such a foolish person.

For the thing that Zhou Yan threw at him, he didn't even blink his eyelids, let out a cold snort, pinched his fingers with both hands, and at the same time sent out a flame knife and a fierce wind blade to kill.

Damn it, don't be fooled!

Zhou Yan avoided a wind blade with difficulty, but the flame knife couldn't dodge, so he could only sweep away with his wishes.

"Smack!"

The flame blade shattered, turning into countless scorching sparks, splashing in all directions, burning Zhou Yan's hands into small bubbles.

Moreover, the impact of the flame knife is not small, and after receiving such a blow, even if he has a talisman that makes his wishes come true, Zhou Yan also feels that his hands are numb and painful.

"Phew, untrustworthy villain. The thing has been given to you, and you have made a sneak attack, do you want to be ashamed?"

Zhou Yan deliberately scolded, hoping to cause the other party to be angry, and it would be better.

"Hmph, the one who dares to fool me to win the fly, you are still the first. ”

Ying Fei can conclude that what Zhou Yan just threw out is by no means a blood fruit.

However, even if it is, he will not let Zhou Yan go, and he will definitely kill him.

If it weren't for the battle between Ying Fei and the Essence Blood Mandrill, he was injured internally, and at this moment, Zhou Yan would have been killed.

Feeling that Zhou Yan was less than fifty meters away from the foot of the mountain, Ying Fei's eyes were completely hazy, and he shot a chilling light.

It's coming, it's coming!

Zhou Yan was extremely excited in his heart, seeing that he was about to reach the foot of the mountain, his depression and anxiety disappeared a lot.

At this moment, the reason why this Ying Fei was able to bite himself tightly was all because of the drift of the spell, sliding from the top to the bottom.

As long as he reaches the flat ground, unless he can fly, it is impossible to catch up with him.

Wanting to fly, it's a dream.

As far as Zhou Yan knows, in this world, those who can fly to the sky and the earth are all pinnacle giants above the king realm.

These people are all great sect leaders, old monsters, and powerful people!

"Mole ant, after you die, I will also refine you into a demon corpse. ”

Zhou Yan had already fled to the foot of the mountain, Ying Fei's face was distorted, and in the left palm of his sleeve, a bright yellow seven-rank Dao talisman with a little electric fire suddenly appeared.

The next moment later, Zhou Yan felt a chill down his spine in vain, and he couldn't tell the panic.

After a frightened glance, Zhou Yan's eyes and heart shrank suddenly, only to realize that there was a terrifying Dao talisman in Ying Fei's hand.

Zhou Yan is deeply aware of the terrifying power of this kind of Dao Fu, even if it is the lowest-level Yellow Order Nine-Rank Dao Fu, as long as it is hit, it will not be easy to kill Zhou Yan now.

"Wait....."

Zhou Yan hurriedly shouted, he didn't dare to continue to escape, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't beat the attack of the Dao Fu, he knew this when Tianxianglou killed Luo Sanba.

The other party's dignified Taoist cultivator, in order to kill him, was willing to use the Dao talisman, and it was strange that Zhou Yan was not afraid.

"Blood Fruit I'll Pay You Back....."

Ying Fei smiled coldly and said playfully, "It's late, ant." ”

The Yellow Rank Seven-Rank Dao Talisman in Ying Fei's hand had already been crushed, and a dazzling silver electric spark flashed, and "Zizi" sneered.

Zhou Yan knew that the matter was irreparable, so he immediately crushed an incomparably precious wish, and pointed at Ying Fei from afar.

"Let him die!"

- Buzz!

- Tianbao's wish comes true, he cannot change people's hearts, let alone kill people, distort all the realities of the human world, and this wish cannot be realized.

Rumble!

Hearing this cold and absolute prompt from the Heavenly Dao, Zhou Yan was like falling into the Nine Hidden Yellow Springs, and his body was indescribably cold, frozen, and cold.

Wishing comes true, and it is really not omnipotent.

"Palm Thunder!"

After the Dao talisman in Ying Fei's hand burned out, a palm slapped out, and the stone shattered, and the silver hideous electric spark in his hand turned into a shock, shooting out like thunder.

"Let me swap places with him!"

Zhou Yan, who felt the threat of death, made a wish towards the pinched heart.

In front of the door, a deadly lightning bolt had already arrived, and Zhou Yan could even feel a sharp pain in his face, and his head was about to be exploded by the palm thunder.

"Click!"

After a flash of lightning and thunder.

At the foot of the Evil Peak Mountain, within 100 meters, everything, flowers, trees, rocks, rocks and soils, all opened up devastation, pulling out a vertical zone one meter wide and one hundred meters long, and inside it, all turned into pitch-black thunder scorch marks.

"Poof.....

The dignified Seven Money Dao Cultivator Ying Fei, his face was furiously red, he was terrified, and the blood spurted wildly, throwing it more than three feet high.

He was originally in the position of a hundred meters high in the evil peak, but suddenly switched places with Zhou Yan at the foot of the mountain.

Ying Fei suffered by himself, and the palm thunder that killed Zhou Yan was completely endured by himself.

"Wow!"

Ying Fei sprayed blood again, and his head was hit by this palm thunder, and he was instantly blown up until his skin was rotten and his face was unrecognizable, and his entire black hair was all scorched, and black smoke evaporated.

At the same time, Ying Fei himself was forced to shoot backwards, crashing all the way, breaking countless vegetation, and rolling twenty or thirty meters away before smashing heavily to the ground.

"Hoo ....."

Zhou Yan, who had switched places with Ying Fei, was in a cold sweat, panting heavily, as if he had walked back and forth from the ghost gate.

If he had been a little slower just now, and he had been hit by that palm thunder triggered by the Dao Talisman, he would have been abolished if he didn't die.

There were only two left, and one was just used, which means that Zhou Yan only has the last life-saving hole card in the future.

Suddenly, Zhou Yan's eyes lit up.

This Ying Fei is a noble and rare Taoist cultivator, if he dies, the precious treasures on his body are afraid that he can't count them.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan was about to jump down and make a fortune.

However, after only a few steps of running, Zhou Yan suddenly stopped again.

As the saying goes: a hundred-legged insect dies but does not stiffen.

Whether Ying Fei is dead or not, whether he is in a coma or not, Zhou Yan does not know at all, if he approaches it rashly, it is very dangerous.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan didn't dare to walk easily after cautiously approaching Yingfei ten meters away.

After all, the other party was a seven-money Dao cultivator, even if he was not in his heyday, if he did not die and was not unconscious, it was possible to seriously injure or even kill himself.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan grabbed a hundred-pound mountain rock from the side, raised it above his head, and then exerted his strength and smashed it towards Ying Fei, who was lying ten meters away and motionless.