"Bastard, you dare to commit murder in front of me!"

Seeing that Li Yihan was kicked away by Yang Fan, Li Zhongjun was immediately furious, and the voiceprint mystic technique rippled away like a wave of patterned sound!

Li Zhongjun's place to be able to become a squad leader, relying on the voiceprint mystic skills of this lower grade, the inheritance comes from the dragon language, if the real dragon is here, he can break the mountains and rivers in one breath, and those who are a little lower in the realm may be shocked to death!

His voice was not very loud, he didn't use Xuan Qi to expand his voice, he just simply shouted, and it could be transmitted to Yang Fan and Tang Sanfat!

Yang Fan had a bewitching look in his eyes, but he could clearly see that the voiceprint mystical technique was rippling in front of Li Zhongjun, with a powerful momentum, and he glanced at Tang San Fat behind him!

Under such a sound, Tang Sanpang was very likely to be shocked to death, and it was not at all something that only Tang Sanpang of the Throne Realm could withstand!

Yang Fan didn't say anything, he just took a step forward, protected Tang Sanpang behind him, and let the sound all hit him, Tang Sanpang saw that Yang Fan was like a little hen, giving up the possibility of escaping by himself, helping himself resist the attack, he wanted to stop Yang Fan!

"Yang Fan, you don't want to die!" But Tang Sanpang couldn't pull Yang Fan away, Yang Fan in the form of a divine soul was like a giant, how could Tang Sanpang shake Yang Fan!

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

The sound was like a knife, slashing at Yang Fan's body, and every time he made a sound, Yang Fan spit out a mouthful of blood, and the last sound hit Yang Fan's body.

Yang Fan only felt that he had suffered a major blow all over his body, his soul became scattered, and his internal organs were even more earth-shattering, Yang Fan vomited blood as soon as he opened his mouth, as if he was about to vomit out his internal organs!

And that Wu'an and the Praetorian Guards took advantage of the sound to pass, and all pounced on Yang Fan, although they couldn't condense their divine sense, but their faces were full of fierceness and murderous spirit, and they rushed towards Yang Fan, and the situation was extremely critical!

"Fatty, let's go!" Yang Fan ignored the injuries on his body, and in the form of his divine soul, he carried Tang San Fat as if he was carrying a chicken, and carried him to the sinkhole quickly!

And the speed of those red unicorns was not affected by the divine power at all, the speed was only faster than Yang Fan, not slower than Yang Fan, and Yang Fan didn't know how many knives he had been cut in the wild running all the way.

Blood spilled all over the ground, like plum blossoms, but Yang Fan gritted his bloody teeth and insisted on throwing Tang Sanfat into the sinkhole!

"Yang Fan!" In mid-air, Tang Sanpang saw Yang Fan, who was already crumbling, and wanted to hold him, but he could only get farther and farther away from him, and finally landed in the sinkhole, but Yang Fan was already surrounded by the guards at a distance of only a few dozen zhang from the sinkhole.

"Yang Fan, don't be caught yet!" Wu An held the scimitar in both hands and scolded loudly: "Even if you enter the sinkhole, you are just a death, why do you need to beg for death like this!"

"Arrested?" Yang Fan sneered, he was covered in blood, the corners of his mouth were still dripping with blood, his whole body was already numb, and his consciousness was scattered at first.

However, Yang Fan is also strong-willed, he bit the tip of his tongue in one bite, and a fierce spirit made him sober up a little, he pulled out the dagger and took a step forward!

"If you have the guts, come forward and arrest me!" Yang Fan roared, even though he was close to running out of oil and the lamp was dry, and his face was covered with his own blood, but it was not difficult to see the strong battle intent in his eyes from his eyes!

Yang Fan, who was full of murderous intent, took another step forward in this way, shocking Wu An and those Praetorian Guards, they had never seen a single person who had withstood such a big attack and was still able to be full of murderous energy.

Whether it was Wu'an or the Praetorian Guard, whether it was physically or mentally, they were all deeply shocked, because Yang Fan's divine consciousness form had not disappeared, he was persisting with strong willpower, and they didn't know if Yang Fan would be able to fight next!

"You can't let Yang Fan go, you must kill him, kill Yang Fan, kill Yang Fan!" Just after all the Praetorian Guards and Wu'an were suppressed by Yang Fan, Li Yihan's hysterical shouts came from behind them!

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