The aftermath of the battle between the two blew through the audience, and Qin Fan, who was closest to the battlefield, undoubtedly felt the deepest, as if he was scraped by a sharp blade, Qin Fan's already badly damaged body, and at this time, there was a feeling of storm.

Forcibly suppressing the tingling sensation, Qin Fan's eyes stared at the middle of the field.

The two swords intersected, and a piercing collision sound continued to erupt, and the silver blue light flew messily, Zhang Ming held the sword in one hand, just maintaining the injection of true yuan, while Chang Fengzi was cheeks flushed, as if he was a drunken person, Qin Fan couldn't help but show a worried look in his eyes. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Changfengzi has fallen into the downwind.

"Let's see how long you last," a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Ming's mouth, but secretly increased the output of the true yuan, and the entrance sword burst out with a more dazzling blue light, and Changfengzi's sword light was obviously suppressed.

Chang Fengzi's face was flushed, and he felt that the true yuan in his body had reached the moment of exhaustion, and the pressure from Zhang Ming was still increasing, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile.

"I can't imagine that I have been cultivating for a hundred years and is not as good as a junior boy, and I am a complete failure," Chang Fengzi couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart, the vision in the corner of his eyes gradually began to blur, looking in the direction of Qin Fan, and secretly said in his heart: "I did my best," the corner of his eyes showed a hint of vicissitudes.

"Elder!" Qin Fan couldn't help but exclaim, he saw Changfengzi's movements in his eyes, Qin Fan hated it at this time, he blamed himself for not being strong enough, looking at the direction of Elder Changfengzi, Qin Fan, who had not shed tears since he was sensible, actually felt a little moist in the corners of his eyes.

"Click!" There was a clear sound, but in the silent square, it was extremely loud, resounding in everyone's hearts, and it deeply pierced Qin Fan's heart.

Changfengzi's silver sword was already inferior in quality, and it had been supported by the true yuan, but at this time it had reached the moment when the oil ran out of light, but the silver sword in his hand could no longer support it, and a crack appeared under the pressure of the entrance sword.

"Click, click, click......!" With the first crack, the silver sword was even more unbearable, and several voices sounded almost simultaneously.

"Bah!", the silver sword in Chang Fengzi's hand was shattered into pieces, and flew away, in Qin Fan's sad gaze, Chang Fengzi's entire body was thrown into the air, perhaps by coincidence or intentionally, Chang Fengzi's figure fell in front of Qin Fan impartially.

"Elder!" Qin Fan didn't care about his injuries, his body staggered, and he fell in front of Chang Fengzi.

"Vomit!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Changfengzi's mouth, and all of it fell on Qin Fan's chest without the slightest loss, feeling the sticky and thick feeling on his body, and a stream of bloody breath went straight into his lungs along his breath. There was a buzzing in Qin Fan's head, and he seemed to have lost his five senses.

Zhang Ming indifferently glanced at Changfengzi who fell to the ground, Changfengzi's current situation had long been expected by Zhang Ming, he did not have the slightest surprise, Zhenyuan urged, the entrance sword in his hand turned into a piece of blue light, and slowly withdrew from his body. Walking towards Qin Fan with a moving pace.

Everyone in the audience looked a little stupid, Zhang Ming's every step he took seemed to be stepping in the depths of their souls, looking at Zhang Ming on the stage with awe, and he had no other thoughts except shock.

"Knock, knock......!" Only Zhang Ming's footsteps were ringing in the entire square, and it was eerily quiet.

"It's me! everything is because of my ......!" A shout sounded in Qin Fan's heart, the appearance of Chang Fengzi completely stimulated Qin Fan's heart, clenching his fists tightly, a monstrous hatred and killing intent were intertwined, appearing on Qin Fan's body.

He can tolerate his own injury, but he definitely can't tolerate others being injured because of protecting himself, at this time, the sequelae of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa have also come, at this time, half an hour has already passed, and Qin Fan has only survived until now by relying on the true yuan instilled by Changfengzi.

Strands of knife-like pain spread all over the body, as if they had been bitten by countless ants, and blood kept gushing from the corners of his mouth, but these were nothing, looking at Changfengzi, who was stained with blood and only had the qi coming out and not getting in, Qin Fan only had endless hatred and endless killing intent in his heart.

"How is it? Are you ready to die?" Looking at Qin Fan condescendingly, there was no pity in Zhang Ming's eyes, there was just indifference, Qin Fan did have a bit of bearing, which made him impressed, if he hadn't killed his brother, maybe they might have become friends, but unfortunately there is no if in this world, there is only one word in his dictionary for enemies: kill!

Qin Fan raised his head slowly, his bloodshot eyes stared at Zhang Ming, blood was still coming out of his mouth, and hatred was undisguised, if his eyes could kill people, I am afraid that Zhang Ming would have been divided by Qin Fan a long time ago.

"Huh?" Zhang Ming frowned slightly, Qin Fan's eyes gave him a feeling of palpitations, he had never encountered this kind of look, a faint disgust rose in his heart, it was not enough to think that Qin Fan was about to die, and the irritability in his heart was also a lot less, looking directly at Qin Fan's hateful eyes, Zhang Ming's voice resounded throughout the audience: "Since you have nothing to say, then suffer death!"

The left hand was raised slightly, and a virtual sword shadow slowly condensed, slashing towards Qin Fan without any fancy.

The sword qi was about to arrive, but Qin Fan seemed to be unconscious, his blood-red eyes stared at Zhang Ming, Qin Fan had only one thought in his heart, that is, to kill Zhang Ming, but unfortunately this was just Qin Fan's imagination, at this moment he couldn't even move, let alone kill Zhang Ming.

The sword was getting closer and closer to Qin Fan, the piercing sword intent deeply stabbed Qin Fan's skin, and the hair on his forehead flew back neatly, seeing that Qin Fan was about to be splashed with blood on the spot, the corners of Zhang Ming's mouth couldn't help but hook up a trace of arc.

"Is this death?" A slight change appeared in the corner of Qin Fan's eyes, and the enlightenment that had appeared in Battle Zhong before reappeared in his mind again. Qin Fan could clearly sense his heartbeat, blood flow, and .......

Looking at his brain, Qin Fan was deeply shocked, a small jade plate three inches square was suspended in the sea of knowledge, exuding a faint green glow, and a warm and familiar feeling came to his heart, but Qin Fan couldn't remember when he had seen it, let alone when he had such a thing in the sea of knowledge.

All the thoughts flashed in Qin Fan's mind, and the sword in Zhang Ming's hand had already come to Qin Fan's neck, and seeing that the next moment was to cut off the major artery, a loud shout came.

"Junior, Ann dares to deceive my people!"

The loud voice resounded in the sky, like a thunderclap on the ground, and everyone involuntarily looked up at the sky, only to see a star-like sword light rolling from the sky.

"No matter who it is, I can't save you today," a ruthless color flashed in the corner of Zhang Ming's eyes, and the sword in his hand was a little faster. The strength of the person who came is not trivial, according to Zhang Ming's guess, at least it is the same level as his master, so if you think about it, then the identity of the person who came can be imagined.