Mo Fan stabbed the throat of the black shadow with a knife, and he himself suffered a lot of damage, not only was his spiritual power exhausted, but even his body was stretched open.

Touching the flesh and skin on his body with his hand, Mo Fan's face suddenly became painful, and the pain that pierced his heart made Mo Fan almost faint.

"Woohoo!"

Mo Fan bared his teeth and endured the pain, he couldn't fall down, because at this moment, he was facing more than just one opponent.

Looking at the blood that kept flowing out of his body, Mo Fan was also sour.

Seeing this kind of liquid flowing out of his body, he had to be vigilant at all times, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

At this moment, Mo Fan could logically walk away, but he knew that even if he could escape from this Yuan Jiapo compound, he would not be able to escape from this Yuan Jiapo.

Not to mention that there are still seven black shadows staring at him, let's just say that Zhu Jiansheng who ran out before, Mo Fan is sure that that guy must be angry now.

"Old Five!"

"Fifth brother!"

When the aftermath of the flying knife and the fire dragon dissipated, several figures in mid-air instantly shouted, and one after another, seven black shadows all stood on the ground together.

A black shadow picked up his own brother who was killed by Mo Fan, and hurriedly checked it, because at this time, there were no scars on the black shadow's body.

After watching it for a long time, he didn't find anything, and he thought that his brother was just injured by Mo Fan.

But in the next second, he suddenly shouted: "I'm going to kill you!" The black shadow was like a madman, with his hair scattered, carrying a big knife, and slashed at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan, who was already exhausted, smiled bitterly when he saw this posture.

But he was still not frightened and fell down, endured the pain from the skin that had already been broken on his body, and used the only remaining trace of spiritual power in the dantian to quickly pull back the flying knife that had just killed the black shadow.

It's just that without the support of spiritual power, the power on the flying knife is not as good as before, and there is a tendency to dissipate.

In fact, it is normal for such a situation to occur, after all, the fire dragon slashed by the black shadow during the battle is not ordinary.

The flying knife was able to shatter it and pierce the throat of the black shadow, and it has been supported until now, which is already an unprecedented miracle.

After all, Mo Fan was just a third-order condensation minions.

"Buzz, buzz!"

Receiving the infusion of spiritual power again, the flying knife seemed to have regained life and began to spin in the air.

It's just that now the power coming from it, Mo Fan is worried about whether he can block the black shadow from slashing at his big sword.

Although the strength of the black shadow flying at this time was far less powerful than the one that had just been killed by himself, the current Mo Fan also had half a life and had already reported to Lord Yama.

Under the control of the black shadow, the big knife carried a black whining energy, like a peerless fierce soldier, crushing the void and slashing towards Mo Fan.

The big knife slashed, and Mo Fan felt as if his life was disappearing, passing from his body little by little.

The big knife that was cut was too domineering, not only with a strong murderous aura, but also depriving people of their vitality, which made Mo Fan dare not confront it head-on, so he could only stay away.

But Mo Fan just wanted to move his body, but found that somehow he couldn't move at all.

Anxious, Mo Fan glanced at his feet, and his heart suddenly became half cold, only to see that an iron rope had tightly wrapped Mo Fan's feet at some point.

A murderous soldier in the last days above his head, and a cold iron rope under his feet, forced Mo Fan to the sky and the ground.

In desperation, Mo Fan could only fight to the death, his hands kept shaking, controlling the flying knife in the void, stabbing at the back of the head of the black shadow in the air in the air.

"Old Seven, be careful!"

Not far away, the black shadow who used the iron rope to lassoate Mo Fan's feet saw the flying knife stabbing at Lao Qi, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

But at this time, Lao Qi, who was bent on killing Mo Fan, didn't seem to hear it, and only cared about controlling the big knife in his hand and slashing Mo Fan.

The big knife was cut down, and Mo Fan's already weakened life was even weaker at this time, and the muscles on his hands had already begun to shrink, and the meridians stopped flowing as if they were being pulled by something.

Under this attack of being forcibly deprived of his life force, Mo Fan was extremely harmed, not only his skin and muscles were atrophiing, but even the five internal organs in his body had begun to dry up.

The vitality has been passing, and Mo Fan feels that in a few minutes, he will be sucked dry of his vitality by this big knife and die in this panic.

However, he is not reconciled, even if he comes to the end of his life, he has to fight hard, even if he really dies in the end, he will not regret it.

Boom!

The big knife was finally cut down, and with an endless murderous aura, it slashed at Mo Fan's left shoulder.

"Ahh

Mo Fan roared, holding the big knife in one hand, trying to pull it up, but it was impossible.

At this time, the big knife was like a bottomless hole, not only sucking Mo Fan's life force, but even the blood flowing from Mo Fan's shoulder.

The pain of being sucked on his body made Mo Fan lose his will in an instant, and the world was spinning in front of him, and nowhere was it stopped.

"Phew!"

In the dizziness, Mo Fan seemed to hear something, but he couldn't see it clearly.

Although he didn't know what was happening, he felt that his vitality was no longer flowing like he had just now, and Mo Fan knew that he had succeeded.

Life force no longer passes. Mo Fan shook his head vigorously, trying to sober himself up.

He can't be unconscious, he has to stay awake at all times. But the injuries on his body were too serious, and the remaining spiritual power in the dantian was no longer enough to support his body, and in desperation, Mo Fan propped his hands on the ground again and knelt on one knee.

The sweat on his head kept falling like rain, and the pain in his body made him almost fall down.

A deep cut on his left shoulder was bleeding, and a white flower bone was exposed.

Although there was a pain in his body, and one hand was almost scrapped, Mo Fan was smiling at this moment.

That's because, at the moment he woke up, he saw a flying knife pass through the back of the black shadow Seven's head, flying out of the center of Seven's eyebrows without any resistance.

Although the flying knife instantly dissipated in the air after flying out of Lao Qi's eyebrows, Mo Fan felt that this was enough.

Originally, he just planned to sharpen himself with battle, but he didn't expect that the flying knife he inadvertently sacrificed would actually slash two of the eight black shadows in a row.

"Ahem, poof!"

Mo Fan really couldn't support it anymore, he only felt a sweetness in his throat, coughed a few times, and a mouthful of black blood sprayed out.

Spurting out this mouthful of black blood, Mo Fan instantly felt much better in his chest, but there seemed to be a fire there, as if something was burning.

But now Mo Fan didn't have time to pay attention to this, what he had to do now was to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible.

killed two brothers in a row, will these people let themselves go? Thinking about it, Mo Fan felt impossible, so he had to find a way to leave.

"Old Seven!"

Several black shadows shouted at the same time, hurriedly put down the fifth child on the ground, and threw themselves into the air.

Lao Qi is the same as Lao Wu, there are no extra wounds on his body, and the fatal thing is still a small knife mark.

Seeing that his two brothers died one after another under Mo Fan's flying knife, a black shadow shouted, and pulled the iron rope in his hand hard, and Mo Fan flew up.

Boom!

Mo Fan was thrown out, like a hard one, and slammed into the ruins of the compound.

Mo Fan, who was already dying, was smashed by the black shadow, and his thin body was smashed in an instant.

Several internal bones were broken, and the injury was even more serious, but no matter what, at Mo Fan's dantian, a golden bead was still turning.

Cough!

When Mo Fan was stuck in blood and had just been killed by a big knife, he was only injured, but when he was smashed by the iron chain, Mo Fan's internal organs were almost shattered.

This kind of attack with the breath of death came one after another, making Mo Fan lose his strength a long time ago, but he was born with a kind of courage in his bones, even if he lost his strength, he would resolutely not fall.

In a hurry, Mo Fan tried his best to get up from the rubble, but before he could stand up, he fell down again.

After trying back and forth several times, Mo Fan finally stood up, but he had no strength under his feet, and he couldn't support Mo Fan's body, so he couldn't stand on the ground independently.

So, with the help of external forces, he leaned against the wall of the ruins.

Swish!

At the moment when Mo Fan was leaning against the wall, a black shadow quickly approached him, grabbed Mo Fan's hair, and shouted: "Aren't you able to transform with spiritual power, why, you can't transform now." ”

The black shadow grabbed Mo Fan's hair, looking vicious, although he was yelling at Mo Fan loudly, he put his other hand on Mo Fan's body and kept putting away Mo Fan's body.

Seeing that the black shadow accepted himself, Mo Fan also laughed.

It's just that at the moment when he laughed, there was an extra dagger in his right hand, although it was rusty, but it was still possible to kill a person.

The dagger was in the middle of Mo Fan's upper middle, slowly approaching the black shadow's dantian, and when the black shadow touched the jade pendant left by Yuan Shan on Mo Fan's chest, and his face was full of excitement, Mo Fan instantly exerted his strength.

With his right hand, he inserted the dagger into the black shadow's dantian, stretched out his left hand regardless of the pain, and hugged the black shadow tightly.

Phew!

The dagger stabbed into the black shadow's dantian, and under the shock of the black shadow, it kept turning, destroying the black shadow's dantian as much as possible.

As soon as he touched the jade pendant, before he could reach out to take it, the black shadow felt a pain in the dantian, and wanted to push Mo Fan away, but found that he was being held by Mo Fan's left hand and couldn't get out.

"You, you, big ......"

The black shadow opened a pair of big eyes, looked at Mo Fan incredulously, and wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

Although he couldn't make a sound, the black shadow still didn't want to give up, and kept struggling, trying to use it to attract the attention of several other black shadows.

However, Mo Fan, who was determined to want his little life, how could he let him succeed, kept pulling out the dagger and stabbing it again, back and forth more than a dozen times.

Eventually, blood came from the black shadow's mouth, and his eyes widened wide.

The black shadow never thought until he died that Mo Fan would use this kind of trick against him, but living in this continent where the weak eat the strong, you must have the consciousness of 'you must not have the heart of harming others, and you must not have the heart of guarding against others'.

If not, it will be like this dark shadow, and you don't know how you died.