But at least he is still alive, this is hope, he will not give up until he has to, not only himself, even Xiao Fan must live. ] ⊙ top] ⊙ point] ⊙ small] ⊙ said, w↗wwco☆m

The Jade Rakshasa was in mid-air, countless thoughts were flying in her mind, her eyes became extremely firm, and Miao Man's figure was in the air, but it fell steadily to the ground.

"No ......"

The next moment, Jade Rakshasa's pretty face hidden behind the mask became extremely pale, because she saw that Yan Mohan's fist was close to Xiao Fan's head.

"Am I going to die?"

Xiao Fan had no strength in his body, and could only watch the crisis coming.

It's a pity that I can't go back to Ziyun Country safely, and I have disappointed Sister Chen Yue's expectations, I can't stand in the prosperous world of the Demon Abandonment Continent where geniuses gather to compete, and I am even more unwilling to find that beautiful figure, Yuchen.

If I die, there should be a lot of people who will be sad, father, sister, grandfather, third uncle, Xuanxuan, Red Sleeves, Sister Chen Yue, Xiao Zhen and many seniors of Haoyue Sect, senior sisters, senior brothers, and Zhuo Yurui seniors of Yijian Pavilion......

Familiar faces flashed through Xiao Fan's mind, but at this time, the scene of the old man in Tsing Yi killing Luo Lie with a sword appeared in Xiao Fan's mind.

"The meaning of instant kill is to kill the enemy in an instant, even if the enemy is several times stronger than yourself, it is enough to hit hard, the price paid for such a powerful sword is also great, you need to integrate all the essence of the whole body into your sword, relying on the instant explosion to kill the opponent in seconds, but it is easier said than to do it than to ascend to the sky, you need to first master the power of the whole body to concentrate on one point, and then resonate with the sword in your hand, so that the heart and mind are together, the intention is in line with the sword, the sword is in harmony with the person, the entry will penetrate, the instant momentum, the sword is destroyed!"

"Instant Kill turned out to be like this!"

Xiao Fan stood up, his confused eyes suddenly became extremely clear, he looked at Yan Mohan, only to see that the latter's movements became very slow in his eyes.

Xiao Fan stepped out in one step, his whole body swept out like a phantom, and he had already come to Yan Mohan with his sword raised, and it seemed that his movements were equally slow, but in the eyes of others, Xiao Fan's figure turned into a ray of light, which was unimaginably fast.

"What's the matter with this kid!"

Yi Jun shouted that it was not good, obviously he didn't expect that Xiao Fan, who was seriously injured, could stab such an amazing sword, his figure immediately unfolded, and with one hand, he pulled Yan Mohan aside with extremely fast fluctuations, hoping to avoid Xiao Fan's sword.

"Ah......h

Yi Junci's rescue was still a step slower, although Yan Mohan's body avoided the sword, but his left arm was still cut off by the sword, and the blood shot out like a fountain, screaming and falling to the side.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, how are you!"

Yi Junci's face changed greatly for the first time, Yan Mohan is the most promising son of the emperor today, and now he has been cut off and his cultivation has been greatly damaged, even in terms of heart, he has been hit hard, if he is sluggish, maybe his future cultivation will stop, this is already half a waste, how can he explain to the emperor?

Yi Junci hurriedly hugged Yan Mohan in a panic, put a pill in his mouth, and helped him stop the blood from the wound with a few clicks on his arm.

"Suffer death!"

Yi Jun roared out fiercely, looked at Xiao Fan, who was standing unsteadily in the distance, and hit him with a palm.

Xiao Fan's entire chest was almost sunken in, and his body shot out hundreds of meters away like a cannonball, slamming into the tall statue in the center of the main hall.

The statue of more than 30 meters collapsed, burying Xiao Fan in the rubble, at this time, on the other wall of the palace, there was a bronze wall panel more than three meters large, at the moment when the statue was shattered, it slowly rose, and a hole appeared.

"Xiao Fan!"

The Jade Rakshasa came to the ruins with a crying voice, dug Xiao Fan out, and immediately hugged him in his arms, his hands trembling and caressing his dusty face.

At this time, the entire palace was in a state of collapse, with rubble constantly rolling down, and the gate of the main hall more than 100 meters high was slowly closing.

"You two die!"

Yi Junci held the unconscious Yan Mohan with one hand, and slapped it with one palm with the other, and a huge handprint condensed, pressing on Xiao Fan and the others.

The Jade Rakshasa was not afraid, she untied a jade bead on her neck, this was a relic left to her by her mother, even more important than her life, but now in order to live for the two of them, she still had to use this object.

The jade bead was crushed in his hand, and a dazzling ball of brilliance circulated in the palm of his hand, and the jade rakshasa pressed the brilliance out, like a brilliant pop cut away.

"A top-grade Spirit Burst Bead?"

Yi Junci immediately changed color, only to see that the ball of light instantly shattered his condensed handprint and attacked him.

The destructive power of the top-grade Explosive Spirit Bead was equivalent to the full force of a martial artist in the middle of the Xuanling Realm, which was enough to threaten Yi Junci, he hurriedly condensed the body protection qi cover, picked up Yan Mohan and retreated, full of fear towards the Explosive Spirit Bead.

The Jade Rakshasa's eyes glowed with ice through the mask, and she glared fiercely at Yi Junci, who retreated in a panic, and picked up the unconscious Xiao Fan and rushed into the bronze door.

Click!

With a loud bang, the bronze door was closed again, and the entire hall was on the verge of collapse, and the gap between the stone doors more than 100 meters high was also closed little by little.

"Let's make a pair of mandarin duck ghosts!"

Yi Junci was also injured by the explosion of the spirit bead, the corners of his mouth spilled blood slightly, he roared angrily, holding Yan Mohan with his left hand, grabbed Xiao Hei in the golden net with his right hand, and retreated towards the outside, and flew out of the palace before the giant gate closed.

The palace shook even more violently, and in the end it collapsed inch by inch, and the next moment it had turned into a ruin.

......

Xiao Fan and the jade rakshasa entered the secret room was not affected at all, the secret room is about 100 square meters in size, the facilities are relatively simple, there is an offering table at the door, a stone statue is sacrificed, the appearance is exactly the same as the stone statue in the palace that is more than 30 meters high, there is no tribute on the offering table, only a dilapidated wooden box and two candles, this candle is not an ordinary candle, the material is like red jade, there is a fireworks at the top, it can be extinguished for thousands of years, it is very peculiar.

Next to the offering table, there are more than a dozen purple-gold puppets standing against the wall, each fierce god is evil, like a god and demon venerable, extremely powerful, the most peculiar is a blood-red puppet, his skin is like a real person's, the lines on the violent muscles are clear, but tattooed with blood-red runes, two arms comparable to stone pillars are bound with chains, a pair of eyes are like fire, although I know that it is not a living thing, but it is still a little creepy to look at it, like a demon trapped in hell, only dare to make people stay away, daunting。

"Xiao Fan, wake up, how are you!"

The Jade Rakshasa also took care of the surrounding environment, and shook Xiao Fan's body with a crying voice.

Xiao Fan slowly opened his eyes, but it was blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and after a while, he fainted again, only to see that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and gradually lost his vitality.

"Xiao Fan, you can't die, you give me a good life!"

The entire delicate body of the Jade Rakshasa was trembling, her palms suddenly pressed on Xiao Fan's chest, and the true qi was all input into his body, hoping to temporarily hold his heart, but it was in vain, Yijun resigned as a martial artist in the Xuanling Realm, his palm is not trivial, and it is not a problem to open mountains and rivers, even if Xiao Fan has the strength to protect the body, but after all, the difference between the cultivation of the two is too big, and it is difficult to resist, and now the internal organs and the meridians of the whole body are shattered, even if the martial arts practiced by the Jade Rakshasa are exquisite, it is powerless to return to the sky.

Seeing that Xiao Fan's breath was about to run out, the Jade Rakshasa screamed violently, and he lay on Xiao Fan's chest and cried loudly.

At the moment when Xiao Fan's vitality was about to flow in, the inconspicuous ancient jade on his chest once again emitted a golden glow, and softly shot into Xiao Fan's body, like a golden thread connecting all his broken internal organs and ruined meridians one by one, repairing his vitality.

Slowly, Xiao Fan's pale and colorless face became rosy bit by bit, and his cold question suddenly became warm.

The golden mangs gradually disappeared, and the ancient jade on Xiao Fan's neck had more cracks.

(Thank you all for your support!)