Here's your chance!

At this moment, Xiao Yufan, who was exhausted from fighting, took a hard punch from the other party, and quietly took out his only remaining thick earth talisman from the storage bag with his back.

At the same time, Xiao Yufan was punched and rolled out in front of him, and the two Night Demon monks who were hot at the fragments of the magic weapon in their hands immediately rushed over separately and left and right, trying to kill Xiao Yufan in one fell swoop.

Seeing that they had rushed to Xiao Yufan less than two steps in front of him, they could kill the latter in a blink of an eye, but there was a sudden scorching heat behind them.

When they were frightened, the two looked back and saw a blazing flame snake rushing towards them, unceremoniously rolling them into the green flame of burning gold and molten iron.

The miserable screams stopped in an instant, and under the flame snake talisman, the two unsuspecting mid-stage Qi Gathering Cultivators were simply killed in an instant.

The monk surnamed Wu, who was greedy because of the fragment of the magic weapon in Xiao Yufan's hand, and even killed his own people, had excitement in his eyes at this moment, and even his hands trembled slightly.

"The fragment of the magic weapon belongs to me. ”

The flame snake dissipated, and in addition to the two charred corpses, there was also an earthen wall that was a few feet high.

The walls were cracked, and they crumbled into powder in a moment.

Behind the earthen wall, Xiao Yufan, who was covered with dried bloodstains, his head and face were as black as charcoal, and his clothes were as broken as cloth, struggled and stood up from a half-squatting position with difficulty.

"I'm really sleepy, I'm at the limit, am I dying?"

"No, I haven't killed the last bastard yet, I can't fall!"

Seeing that Xiao Yufan was not burned to ashes, the monk surnamed Wu was taken aback, and at the same time, he suddenly realized something.

"You knew I was going to kill you all with the Flame Serpent Talisman?"

Although the flame snake failed to damage Xiao Yufan's life, it made him hurt more and more.

Now that he is on the verge of running out of oil, he wishes that the other party would waste more time to ask questions, and he could recover a little.

"What if you know?"

Xiao Yufan endured the severe pain around him, tried his best to make his expression look extremely relaxed, and said calmly: "You don't want to think about it, how can I enter the inner circle of the wasteland to obtain the fragments of the magic weapon when I cultivate in the middle of the qi gathering, if I have no support, the cultivation in the qi gathering period is in such a dangerous place, and I will die as much as I want." ”

"I really underestimate you, it's really calculating. ”

A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the monk surnamed Wu, and he approached: "But now that you are at the end of your crossbow, I think you can't even stand firmly." ”

"Who said that, kill a dozen or so miscellaneous pieces like you, it's no problem at all. ”

Xiao Yufan knew that the other party was also clever, and he no longer had the patience to gossip with him.

He spat a mouthful of blood foam, and gently put aside the jade ink that was tied to his back with a clothes belt behind him.

Then he leaned close to Yumo's ear, and didn't care that the other party was in a coma and couldn't hear what he said, and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do what I promised you, but don't worry, even if it's death, I will die in front of you."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yufan's eyes flashed with unprecedented determination, and he actually rushed to the front and rushed towards the monk surnamed Wu who was in an undamaged state.

Xu didn't expect Xiao Yufan to be able to burst out with such a fierce momentum when he was in such a state where the oil was exhausted, and the monk surnamed Wu also trembled in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the two were already entangled together.

However, in just a moment, Xiao Yufan was completely trapped, not because he didn't want to fight, but because he had no strength left.

With the passage of time, Xiao Yufan had already fought to the point that his body was incomplete, and his whole body was drenched in blood, as if he had just crawled out of the purgatory blood pool, and his appearance was indescribably tragic.

Several times the monk surnamed Wu thought that the former should fall down and die, but Xiao Yufan was like Xiao Qiang, who couldn't be killed, and got up again and again.

"How many lives does this guy have?

The monk surnamed Wu was also anxious at the moment, after all, this was an area that the faucators often passed by.

If you don't kill the other party again, if you are bumped into this scene by other faminepers, then you will cry to death.

With the power of his fists and feet alone, he couldn't kill the other party for a while, and the monk surnamed Wu took out the only eight-grade ice blade talisman left on his body.

Xiao Yufan, who had squeezed out the last bit of strength in his body, watched the flying ice blade, but his body froze in place completely uncontrollably, and the corners of his mouth showed a playful wry smile.

And his last thought before he died was to lament that the other party was really cowardly.

"What a waste, in fact, until now, this guy can kill me with one finger"

"What kind of ice blade talisman do you use, really be an immortal master"

Just when the monk surnamed Wu had a hideous smile on his face, expecting that Xiao Yufan would die, a blue light suddenly crossed the air.

Under the blue mang, the ice blade that was about to take Xiao Yufan's head was instantly shattered into slag, and then it cut ten zhang horizontally with a rapid speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and cut the monk surnamed Wu, who had never reacted until death, into two.

This sudden scene was fully watched by Xiao Yufan, and under the impact of the joy of escaping death, he no longer had the strength to support it, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and he was unconscious.

After killing the monk surnamed Wu, the blue light seemed to lose control, trembling violently in midair, and fell to the ground.

Yumo, who was lying not far away by Xiao Yufan, had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and struggled to get up.

In fact, as early as when Xiao Yufan tied her to her back with a clothing belt, she had already regained consciousness.

Everything that happened after that, Yumo knew everything in his chest.

With her cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, if it was a normal situation, these four Night Demon Clan monks would be as vulnerable as a chicken and a tile dog in her eyes.

The reason why he didn't do it for a long time was because he forcibly sacrificed the spirit treasure in the ruins of the ancient battlefield before, which caused his Zifu Danji to be extremely seriously traumatized, and he couldn't use the slightest true yuan power.

If he spoke out during that time period, it would bring more pressure to Xiao Yufan.

In fact, when he realized what a dangerous situation he was in, Yumo was mentally prepared to kill himself on the spot.

However, Xiao Yufan's unexpectedly stubborn resistance dragged on the battle for longer and longer. And with his extraordinary wisdom and bravery, he killed three opponents who were cultivating at the same level as him, which undoubtedly gave Yumo a glimmer of hope.

Taking advantage of this time, Yu Mo risked the huge risk of his Purple Mansion Danji being shattered into minced pieces, forcibly condensed a wisp of true yuan, and sacrificed a magic weapon at the last moment to kill the only remaining late-stage Qi Gathering monk.

Swallowing three "Zhenyuan Dan" worth hundreds of high-grade spirit crystals in one go, Yumo finally suppressed the Zifu Danji in his body and came to the unconscious Xiao Yufan's side.

Staring at Xiao Yufan's scarred body and blood-drenched face, Yumo's heart trembled for no reason.

There was a hint of blurry color in his bright eyes that he had never seen in his life, and he bit his lower lip tightly, silently straightened Xiao Yufan and carried him behind him.

"You have carried the slave family, and now it is the turn of the slave family to carry you"

Just because she forcibly gathered the True Yuan Sacrificial Weapon to kill the enemy, at this moment, she was in a worse situation than after she used the Spirit Treasure at the beginning.

Unable to operate the slightest True Yuan Force, if the cultivation was exhausted, Yumo only used her delicate body to support the weight of Xiao Yufan's whole body, and walked towards the depths of the wasteland with difficulty.

This is by no means a place to stay for a long time, and with the current state of her and Xiao Yufan, there is a danger of dying if they meet any monk here.

Instead of walking towards the outer areas where the prospect of scavengers is higher, it is better to re-enter the inner circle of the wasteland that is inaccessible.