Chapter 16: The Dead Body

At the other end, Yang Fan, who smashed on the ground with a pop, grinned in pain, stood up straight, and pumped cold air, seeing Shanwan who was beaten into the main tomb, Yang Fan gritted his teeth and pulled out the weapon that robbed Li Han from the space----- Tang Dao. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Without saying a word, he rushed straight towards Liang Hui, who wanted to take advantage of the victory, and on the way, he didn't forget to immediately bless himself with a magic talisman on his legs and a vajra talisman on his chest, and in an instant, Yang Fan's whole body was wrapped in a golden film of light.

Liang Hui was also uncomfortable at the moment, the five-colored color practice was rolled up in the air, mixed with countless Gu poisons emitted by the five-colored butterfly Gu sacrificial life, even the body protection sword qi that he had always regarded as proud could not block the invasion of the toxin, and his body was like being splashed with five-colored paint at the moment, and he was full of flowers. Even the talisman sword qi was infected and eroded by this five-color Gu poison, and a large amount of vitality was constantly withdrawn from the body, and the five-color psychedelic poison invaded the body's meridians, as painful as a knife cut.

Facing Yang Fan who rushed up, Liang Hui could only forcibly suppress the invading toxin in his body, he held his sword and looked at Yang Fan coldly and said: "If you know each other, hurry up and hand over the Jingyuan Pearl, I can still let you go in Shanhuan's face! ”

Yang Fan sneered and was silent, secretly on guard, his eyes aimed at Shanwan behind him from time to time, "Don't talk nonsense, I won't give you this Jingyuan Pearl, if you want it, you can do it yourself!" Yang Fan was not afraid of Liang Hui's threat at all, and said impatiently.

Despite his miserable appearance, his body was covered with five-colored spots, and Liang Hui, who seemed to be reluctant to even stand, still said proudly: "Born with spiritual creatures, how can virtuous people live in it, how can they fall into the hands of demons like you! Today it seems that I am going to do the right thing for heaven!"

"What a famous and decent family, a good Shushan disciple, even killing people and robbing treasures is high-sounding!" Yang Fan laughed angrily.

"Looking for death!" Liang Hui was injured, but his momentum did not decrease but increased, regardless of the injury, he suddenly launched the Xuanyue Dance --- Shushan Secret Technique, and roared angrily! "Sword Qi Volley Xuanyue Dance!"

Suddenly, the Chongyue sword weapon he was holding in his hand, the power of the light on the sword body increased greatly, and it instantly differentiated into nine identical three-foot long swords, each of which was under Liang Hui's traction control, forming a wheel blade, buzzing and spinning, turning into nine rounds of silver-white full moon sword wheels, and twisting towards Yang Fan's head. There was a piercing shriek in the air, rippling as if the space had been cut.

Yang Fan's face was extremely solemn, condensed his energy, and suddenly stimulated the essence of his whole body, burning all his mana, and poured it into the Tang knife in his hand, which was more than two meters long, and suddenly the entire blade forged by a hundred refined steel was blessed by his huge strength, humming softly.

Boom! Swords collided! The huge vitality burst open, and the Tang knife in Yang Fan's hand slashed out nine times in an instant with the power of a thousand jun, and was hit back by Liang Hui's nine wheel blades one by one, Yang Fan only had time to hear a crisp explosion, and the treasure knife in his hand exploded into fragments flying everywhere in an instant, and the golden light film on his body canceled out most of the power of the nine sword wheels in a row, and burst open with a "pop", scattering into a little golden light.

Under the huge impact, Yang Fan and Liang Hui both flew upside down ten long away, Yang Fan was thrown on the wall like a puddle of mud, his face was instantly pale, and he couldn't see a trace of blood, and his body was crisscrossed with nine big blood holes, and countless blood holes shot out of countless Tang knife fragments, all of which were constantly spraying blood, slipping and falling to the ground and unable to move, if it hadn't been for a vajra talisman in advance, Yang Fan would have been divided by the nine sword wheels at this moment.

Liang Hui was a little better, and at the same time as he flew out, he turned over, knelt on one knee, and stood firmly. Apart from a few mouthfuls of blood, there were no wounds.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly! Looking at Shan Huan, who was lying on the sarcophagus in the main tomb not far behind him, and Liang Hui, who was lying on the sarcophagus with a sword in front of him, and a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, he said in his heart: "This Shushan swordsmanship is really not easy to catch! It is really domineering and amazing, no wonder Shan Wan can't even use his natal Gu to avoid its edge." ”

Struggling to stand up, Yang Fan ignored the bleeding wounds on his body, threw the half-cut knife handle that Liang Hui was still holding on his hand, turned around and ran towards the main tomb.

Liang Hui, who had just used his sword to block the broken knife shot by Yang Fanbiao, was preparing to guard against Yang Fan's next wave of attacks, how could he have thought that Yang Fan would succeed in a single blow, turn around and run, and before Liang Hui could react, he picked up Shanhuan who had fallen on the sarcophagus and rushed out, and the whole process did not take half a minute!

"Where to go!" Liang Hui, who came back to his senses, how could he watch the two boiled ducks fly away, concentrate on injecting all his consciousness into the Chongyue sword weapon in his hand, hit the ground hard, and spit out a mouthful of blood: "Destroy Yue Shake!"

Suddenly launched the two magic talismans that were hit on the legs before, Yang Fan was just about to flash people, and his front foot had already touched the Yongdao crossing, but he didn't know that the mountains collapsed in an instant, and the earth shook violently, Yang Fan didn't stand firmly, and the mountains on his back were like rolling gourds, scurrying all over the ground.

Liang Hui seized this opportunity, condensed three sword qi, and slammed towards the exit of Yongdao, with a bang, the three sword qi suddenly exploded on the top of the tomb.

Bang bang bang!

After dozens of loud bangs, the rubble rolled down the ground, firmly sealing the only exit. "Hehe, you guys run again!, why don't you run!" Liang Hui's miserable face had a hideous smile, and he laughed with a bloody mouth, and slashed at Yang Fan with a swing of his sword.

Yang Fan carried Shanwan on his back, how dare he fight with him, and with the help of the magic talisman that has not expired, he turned into an afterimage and burrowed into the main tomb. Liang Hui, who was following them closely, had just stepped into the hole in the stone gate with his front foot, and Yang Fan secretly urged him to prepare the four water gathering talismans buried under the stone gate in the morning.

Bang bang!

Four sounds sounded in succession, and the water balls with the power of four high-explosive grenades exploded, and the defenseless Liang Hui instantly felt a pain, and the explosive air flow from under his crotch was lifted high.

"Whew!" A terrible scream resounded through the tomb, and even Yang Fan, the initiator, couldn't help but tighten his crotch.

Seeing Liang Hui who was blown away, Yang Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, put away the two fire talismans he was still holding in his hand, gently put Shanhuan on the ground, and carefully checked her injuries, "Fortunately, I was just stunned, damn Liang Hui, I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, such a beautiful girl can also be so ruthless!" Yang Fan muttered, seeing that there was blood oozing from Shanwan's back, he quickly wanted to help her up and bandage her.

Who knew that Yang Fan had just exerted his strength, and suddenly pulled the wound at the mouth of his heart, and his tears flowed from the pain, "When the injury is healed, Lao Tzu won't smash that little like Liang Hui to waste, I will have his surname!" Yang Fan calculated viciously in his heart, not noticing that in the hole in the sarcophagus behind him, a large stream of black gas was bubbling like the body of the Yin Soul Eclipse Yuan Gu Mother, but it was more thick and viscous.

These black gases were like living creatures, frantically licking the blood left by the previous collision with Shanjiao, and lifted the tightly sealed sarcophagus lid, suspended in the air, and the whole process did not make a sound at all. A huge dry black palm silently poked out of the sarcophagus and grabbed straight at the back of Yang Fan's head.