There was a strange silence all around, Chang Fengzi, who had been standing in front, couldn't help but let out a long sigh, but he couldn't bear to look at it, such an ending was undoubtedly the most realistic, but it was also the most cruel.

The water cloud thorn seemed to be the brightest light in heaven and earth, but with the breath of death, it shot straight at the young man on the other side, with a pale face, black clothes and black robes, his tightly pursed lips radiated a faint arrogance, and his sharp eyes were full of firmness and unyielding.

Many people are raised with a sense of pity, although their realm is not high, but they still have a little knowledge of magic weapons, this is obviously an unfair duel, but unfortunately the life and death situation is signed, everything is irretrievable, and everyone seems to believe that it is Qin Fan who died.

In fact, Qin Fan was indeed not easy, the moment the water cloud thorn was issued, he locked on Qin Fan, Qin Fan only felt that no matter which direction he hid, he would be pierced by the water cloud thorn.

Looking at the trajectory of the water cloud thorn with all his might, a trace of cold sweat oozed from the corner of Qin Fan's forehead, "Entered, entered...... Looking at the water cloud thorn that was getting closer and closer, Qin Fan's brain was running infinitely, he couldn't die, he still had his own task to complete.......

The water cloud thorn had already arrived in front of Qin Fan, and the light blue light set off Qin Fan's face even paler, but Qin Fan's pursed lips were obviously telling everyone that he would not give in.

"Alas, unless a miracle happens, Qin Fan is dead. "Maybe it's being treated unfairly, or maybe it's being the weak...... , the onlookers all let out a soft sigh.

"Is there really a miracle in this world?" Chang Fengzi's eyes narrowed slightly, but his heart was extremely sad.

The water cloud thorn is getting closer and closer, but Qin Fan is not the slightest moved, he has stared at the water cloud thorn deadly, his pale face is becoming more and more clear, as if he has reached a certain critical point, Qin Fan's brain buzzed clearly, and the surrounding situation seems to have changed inexplicably.

The world in front of him seemed to have undergone indescribable changes, everything became delicate, a magical world unfolded in front of Qin Fan, everything around him seemed to have become slow, and there was a kind of special law running in it.

Qin Fan looked at the Water Cloud Thorn again, at this time, the Water Cloud Thorn no longer had the gorgeous domineering spirit it used to be, but instead had a snail-like speed, Qin Fan had a feeling that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could catch it.

Although it was like this, Qin Fan didn't do it, and turned sideways to dodge the flying water cloud thorn.

"Snort!" A sound of flesh being pierced came into his ears, Qin Fan lowered his head in disbelief, only to see a light blue thorn cone inserted in his left shoulder, which was the water cloud thorn that had been avoided before.

Everyone outside the arena was in an uproar, and Chang Fengzi couldn't help but rub his eyes, at the moment when Qin Fan's heart was about to be pierced, they all saw Qin Fan's body move, and took the initiative to meet it, and the result became that now, the water cloud thorn that should have pierced Qin Fan's heart only pierced Qin Fan's left shoulder.

"What just happened?" all the people around him had the same question.

"Is this a miracle?" Chang Fengzi couldn't help but mutter, his eyes full of disbelief.

Qin Fan didn't think about it so much, although he didn't know what had just happened, but it was a fact that he didn't die, looking at Zhang Tao, who had fallen into a stupor, a sneer crossed the corner of Qin Fan's mouth, but his figure did not hesitate at all, and a flicker swept towards Zhang Tao.

"Stop!" a loud shout came from the outside of the crowd, and a young man in blue armor quickly approached the life and death platform.

It's a pity that he forgot that this is the platform of life and death, isolating everything is its characteristic, Qin Fan can't hear it at all, and even if Qin Fan hears it, he won't pay attention to him.

In just the blink of an eye, Qin Fan had already come to Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao was still in a semi-sluggish state, looking at Qin Fan who was close at hand, and asked with some trembling: "How did you do it!" He couldn't have imagined that magic weapons were born with a locking function, and once they made an oath that they did not achieve their goal, they would not give up, unless the other party's realm was too high, or they arrived with a magic weapon of the same level, it could be eliminated, and Qin Fan obviously did not belong to these two situations.

Qin Fan looked at Zhang Tao, a chill flashed in his eyes, he didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the water cloud thorn on his left shoulder, and stabbed it towards Zhang Tao's chest without any fancy.

"Ah!" With a terrible scream, Zhang Tao lost the opportunity to breathe forever, and his dilated pupils seemed to pass away quietly with infinite fear and questions.

"Snort!" pulled out the water cloud thorn, and Zhang Tao, who had lost support, fell to the ground with a "bang!"

The blue light on the water cloud thorn has disappeared at this time, and there is a trace of blood at the top, which looks blood-red and demonic, and the simple pattern seems to have a mysterious and unpredictable artistic conception.

"Is this a magic weapon?" Qin Fan hooked a smile at the corner of his mouth, and quietly looked at the water cloud thorn in his hand, his expression couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

And at the moment when Zhang Tao died, the list of life and death in the air re-illuminated endless golden light, and the people around him couldn't help but close their eyes, and the man in blue armor who had reached the outside of the life and death platform was also pierced by the golden light and couldn't open his eyes.

The pale golden shield slowly blurred and disappeared, converging towards the list of life and death in the air.

"Whoosh!" No one noticed that when the shield was about to dissipate, an inconspicuous blue light flew out of the list of life and death, and directly submerged into Qin Fan's eyebrows.

"Huh!" At the moment when the blue light appeared, the nameless dense clouds and mist rolled for a while, and the faces of the two old men appeared vaguely, and they looked at each other in disbelief, their eyes were full of horror.

"It's gone!" said the old man on the left, with disbelief in his eyes.

"It seems to be so!" the old man on the right sighed softly, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad in his face.

"Fate!

With an ethereal sound, the figures of the two old men disappeared again, and the place was silent, only the white mist continued to rise, like a prosperous fairyland.

The moment the blue light entered his body, Qin Fan's body stiffened, and he recovered in an instant, at this time, the golden light had all disappeared, and the golden light around the life and death list was also slowly converging, gradually blurring, and disappearing into the air.

The man in blue armor who was originally irradiated by the golden mangs and closed his eyes was the first to wake up at this time, and at the moment when the life and death situation disappeared, he saw Zhang Tao who had fallen to the side at a glance, and Qin Fan who was standing next to Zhang Tao.

The man in blue armor didn't see how to behave, his figure flickered, and he had already landed on the martial arts stage, and with a wave of his big hand, Qin Fan, who was caught off guard, was swept aside at the moment, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

The man in blue armor had already helped Zhang Tao up at this time, but unfortunately Zhang Tao had already broken his yin and yang, a trace of sadness flashed in the young man's eyes and then turned into anger, looking at Qin Fan, who was lying on the ground and constantly vomiting blood, and said coldly: "I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

Qin Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, reclined on the cold martial arts stage, looked at the majestic blue-clothed warrior man, but said in a voice like ten thousand years of ice: "Why should I stop?"

"Why?" Zhang Ming gently put Zhang Tao in his hand on the ground, the last trace of sadness in his eyes was drowned, straightened up, a dangerous momentum emanated, and went straight towards Qin Fan on the ground, full of black hair and windless, the battle armor on his body emitted a faint blue light, the whole person was like a god descending to earth, staring at Qin Fan coldly, and said proudly: "Just because it was me Zhang Ming said it!"