Lin Fan's forehead was a little red.

Against the backdrop of the moonlight, the green veins on his forehead were as hideous as a dragon.

He looked down at Tian Xiang, who was falling downward, knowing that this blow could not kill him completely, and he had no combat power after this blow.

After taking Tian Xiang's leg like a steel whip, Lin Fan's body was covered with wounds, and his aura was scattered into slag, which was completely impossible to use.

The only way to keep fighting is to summon the dragon bone.

This is also the reason why Lin Fan has always been brave and forward, he has endless recovery ability, as long as he is given three breaths of time, he will recover as before.

The dragon bone rose again under Lin Fan's mental call, and came to the top of Lin Fan's head in the shade of clouds and moon, splashing a soft beam of light, bringing Lin Fan endless vitality.

The sores in his body were smoothed out in an instant, the broken bones seemed to be glued together by a magical aura, Lin Fan's collapsed shoulders stood up again, but the sourness that emerged from the cracks of the bones was endless, making Lin Fan feel that just raising his fist would take all his strength.

A large amount of aura brought about a change in the realm, but Lin Fan's body, which had not been nourished by aura, was finally about to reach a critical point.

Lin Fan didn't know what terrible consequences this exhaustion would cause after it erupted, and he didn't have time to think deeply.

Tian Xiang, who fell on the cliff floor, supported the ground with one hand, then raised his cheeks full of blood, looked at Lin Fan, and felt a trace of terror in his heart.

Except for Monk Zhenjian, Ye Ningshuang, and Zhou Liuhuo, no one knew about the side effects of Lin Fan's absorption of dragon bone aura.

If Lin Fan can recover without restrictions during the battle, then how can this battle be fought?

As long as he didn't slap Lin Fan to death, Lin Fan would stand up again.

And then the cycle repeats. Drain all your strength and defeat you.

So there is only one way in front of Tian Xiang. It was to defeat Lin Fan in a gallop and announce the end of this battle.

But Tian Xiang had to face a problem. It's just that you can't use your supernatural powers.

In the battle between Lin Fan and Sun Zeng, Lin Fan's understanding of the frost supernatural power was beyond ordinary people, and the frost supernatural power not only did not bring a trace of harm to Lin Fan, but it was likely to become Lin Fan's help.

Therefore, Tian Xiang can only use some means that are less powerful than supernatural powers, such as his lightning-fast leg technique, such as the swordsmanship he wants to use now!

Tian Xiang's sword has always been pinned to his waist, and the appearance of the scabbard is very good, just like the decorative sword of the rich lady in the imperial capital of the Zhou Dynasty.

But when the sword was unsheathed, a cold chill suddenly spread, and everyone knew that the sword was definitely not a decoration.

Tian Xiang did not use his supernatural powers and sword energy. His legs bent sharply, and his body shot into the night sky like a cannonball.

He was greeted by Lin Fan's Qingfeng Sword.

The Qingfeng Sword was held high above Lin Fan's head, and after entering the range of the sword, the Qingfeng Sword fell, and the sword was ordinary, and in an instant, the brilliance condensed in mid-air, like a rainbow under the night.

In the face of this rainbow, Tian Xiang needs to pay some price if he wants to get close.

But in order to be able to defeat Lin Fan quickly, he was willing to pay these costs.

His body crossed the rainbow. Countless minor wounds appeared all over the body.

The blood stains that burst out of these wounds were thrown away at an unparalleled speed, but he still came to Lin Fan's face, and the long sword was pointed out, and it was pointed at the tip of the Qingfeng Sword.

A majestic and pure power poured into Lin Fan's body.

Lin Fan's extremely tired body shook slightly. When his arm stiffened, three rays of light appeared in front of him.

In the snap of his fingers, Tian Xiang, who wielded three swords, was awe-inspiring.

These three swords come from the Realm Sect, from a certain legendary figure in the Realm Sect.

It's deceptively simple. But it blocked Lin Fan's tossing and turning space in the upper, middle and lower roads.

Lin Fan couldn't catch the three swords at the same time in a short period of time.

And no matter which sword he catches, the other two will undoubtedly cut into his body.

Tian Xiang was very satisfied with the three swords that had triggered all the aura. Because he pushed Lin Fan into a mortal situation.

But Lin Fan, who faced these three swords, did not panic.

He knew the absolute crisis brought by these three swords, and it was too late to escape now. It is impossible for him to catch these three swords at the same time, so the only way is to turn these three swords into one sword!

How to become?

At this critical moment, Lin Fan quickly gave a perfect answer.

The broken sword on his waist was pulled out by his hand, and he stabbed Tian Xiang in a thousandth breath.

This is a life-for-life play, and this is his only way to survive.

The edge of the broken sword pierced the air and let out a sharp roar.

Tian Xiang watched the sword come to him and pass out from the interval between the three swords, and he understood Lin Fan's intentions, and he had to be shocked in his heart.

This is indeed the only way to solve these three swords, if Tian Xiang does not take Lin Fan's sword, then when the three swords cut Lin Fan into three sections, Lin Fan's broken sword will also be inserted into his body.

Of course, Tian Xiang would not exchange his life with Lin Fan.

Because he still has to live to get the keel, the sword momentum is withdrawn and changed to a gear grid!

There was a crunch in the night sky, and this crunch was not simply from the symphony of gold and iron.

It was a change of tactics from Lin Fan.

The broken sword was sharp, but Lin Fan had never taken advantage of this in battle.

When Tian Xiang was about to file the grid, the edge of the broken sword was aimed at the blade of Tian Xiang's long sword.

Then there is cutting, and finally crushing.

The broken sword that was almost pulled out horizontally split the long sword in Tian Xiang's hand in two.

Lin Fan's body turned around with the broken sword, and when he faced Tian Xiang again, he saw the frightened expression on Tian Xiang's face.

On the battlefield, a broken weapon is a fatal thing for any fighter.

Tian Xiang was no exception, and the shattering of the long sword in his hand caused him to be overwhelmed.

And before swinging these three swords, he pierced through the rainbow that Lin Fan's sword momentum turned into, causing nearly a thousand wounds all over his body, and at the same time, he also consumed all the spiritual energy for these three swords.

Although he could still squeeze the aura in his body at this time, he seemed to have suddenly fallen into a quagmire, and he didn't know how to land on the shore.

And at this moment when it seemed like a decisive victory, a shocking change occurred in the snow-covered door.

A roar from Sun Deqian's mouth pierced the night sky.

No one knew what had happened to Sun Deqian, but when someone looked at this respected elder of the Snow Cover Gate, they noticed a change in his appearance.

Sun Deqian was half-kneeling on the ground, the beads of sweat on his forehead rolling down like a curtain of rain.

At some point, a section of his spine protruded, as if a spike was about to burst out.

And what is even more terrifying is that black hairs began to grow on his cheeks and the backs of his hands.

These hairs are like steel needles breaking through the tiny pores, and they grow wildly!(To be continued......)

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