Wu Zhan was horrified to find that something was passing by him along his hand towards Fang Dang. Wu Zhan didn't know what was going on, but Wu Zhan knew that this kind of thing was crucial to him.

It's about life!

Nu Zhan quickly wanted to pull his hand away from Fang Dang's head, but he found that this time, his hand was firmly frozen on Fang Dang's head as before, and he could not move at all, as if... had been sucked by something.

Wu Zhan was panicked. He found that Fang Dang's eyes were full of hunger and thirst. Fang Dang looked like hunger that had been hungry for ten or even hundreds of years. Even when Wu Zhan saw Fang Dang's eyes at this time, he felt trembling in his heart.

Qian Zhan suddenly felt a feeling, a feeling of being regarded as prey, and he seemed to have been put in his mouth by Fang Dang, and the next thing was to chew him into pieces.

Furious Zhan shouted: "No, Fang Dang, you are obviously dead just now, how could you survive again? What exactly are you?"

Fang Dang was like a greedy mouse at this time. For Fang Dang, whose body had died, once he was exposed to the power that could revive himself, it was like a person who was about to die of thirst to see a spring. At this time, Fang Dang had even lost his mind and even lost himself. At this time, Fang Dang had only the anger battle on the opposite side in his eyes. Moreover, Fang Dang felt that the speed of his absorption of the vitality of the anger battle from the five fingers of the anger battle was too slow, so slow that he could not bear it.

Fang Dang stretched out his hands and slapped heavily on Nu Zhan's chest. The bird feathers, beast skins and fish scales on Nu Zhan's chest were splashing everywhere. Nu Zhan did not feel any pain. It seemed that Fang Dang's palm slapped on the wood, but Nu Zhan felt like he had been smashed through.

Nu Zhan felt that there were two holes in his chest. Something on his body surging out from the two holes in his chest like a broken river.

Nu Zhan felt that his skin was drying, the burden on his heart was getting heavier, and his own was aging step by step.

This feeling made the Angry War extremely frightened.

"Fang Dang, what are you doing?" Nu Zhan roared, waving his other arm and smashing it hard towards Fang Dang's neck. Nu Zhan was about to cut off Fang Dang's head.

However, the hand of Fu Zhan had not yet hit Fang Dang's neck, and turned yellow and withered like a withered flower. When Fu Zhan's hand hit Fang Dang's neck, Fang Dang did not receive any damage. On the contrary, Fu Zhan's arm made a sound of dry firewood being trampled, and with a bang, countless fragments of the city were broken on Fang Dang's neck.

Wu Zhan looked at Fang Tang's neck opposite, then looked at his disappearing arm.

Wu Zhan let out a strange scream, and his broken arms suddenly reborn from his shoulders. Wu Zhan shouted: "I have the power blessed by the Beast Ancestor, and I will never die!"

Furious Zhan roared and waved his arms again, rubbed his fingers into a knife, and slashed towards Fang Dang's neck again.

However, before the attack of Fu Zhan reached Fang Dang's neck, his arm had already been pulled, shrinking into the shape of firewood. The arm of Fu Zhan's attack was still like a rotten wood hitting a stone, shattering into powder.

"I have the power of obstacles and blessings. I will never die. I have an immortal body. The power of thunder cannot do anything to me!" Lu Zhan once again grew a brand new arm from his shoulders and slashed towards Fang Dang's neck. However, the result was still the same as before. Fang Dang's neck was not so hard, but Wu Zhan's arm was really weak.

Furious battle kept reborn his arms, constantly waving his arms to hit Fang Tang's neck, but the result was never exceptional.

I don’t know how many times Furious Zhan killed Fang Dang, but finally, Furious Zhan’s arm stopped. Furious Zhan saw the yellowish-brown age spots on his other arm.

His strong arms were constantly thrusting and shrinking at this time. At this time, the power of the Beast Ancestor blessing in his body was exhausted and he could no longer help him recover.

At this time, the angry battle was like a soul being pulled away, everything was pulled away, especially the kind of thing called life.

Wu Zhan looked dazed and seemed to have suffered a huge blow. Wu Zhan slowly raised his head and looked at Fang Dang.

At this time, Fang Dang's face turned snow-white, the cold whiteness like the wall. The greed in Fang Dang's eyes was even better than before. This was the most greedy gaze that Han Zhan had ever seen in his life.

Wu Zhan seemed to have discovered something, tilted his head slightly, looked at Fang Dang's lips, and saw two more pale fangs growing from Fang Dang's lips.

These two fangs were still growing, and a hoarse voice came from the angry voice: "Fang Dang, my son will avenge me!"

Fang Dang did not answer the angry battle. At this time, Fang Dang had a pale face. It seemed that the more angry battle energy he had absorbed, the greater Fang Dang's demand for vitality. At this time, Fang Dang's face was not only as pale as paper, but even his eyes began to turn gray.

At this time, Fang Dang suddenly opened his mouth and bit Wu Zhan's neck. The two sharp fangs pierced through Wu Zhan's dry neck. Then Wu Zhan felt that the last power in his body was vented, and Wu Zhan's eyes began to turn white.

At this time, the angry war suddenly returned to the time when he fled from the bloodthirsty barbarian country and returned home.

He pushed open the door towards his dreams and walked into the house, but what greeted him was not welcome, but indifference and horror, and even hatred.

Angry Zhan didn't understand. He peeled his skin and replaced his flesh and acted as a spy in the Bloodthirsty Barbarian Kingdom for 30 years, smashing countless bloodthirsty Barbarian Kingdoms to threaten the human race. He was fighting for the entire human race. Why did he have to face such hatred when he came back?

Furious battle can't figure it out.

Everything in my memory was blurred except for those pairs of abominable and fearful eyes. It was slightly swaying around, and Angry Zhan stood in a pool of blood, and corpses were everywhere.

Nu Zhan looked at his bright red hands. At this time, Nu Zhan was finally shocked. He had always wanted to seek justice for his slaughtered family. Now he found out that it was not someone else who killed his family, but he took the action himself.

At this time, a roar sounded from the door of the yard, and a young man rushed towards him with a stool.

The moment Nu Zhan looked at the child, he knew that this was his flesh and blood, and this was his son!

With a bang, the hard bench was crushed to pieces on the shoulders of Furious Zhan.

Nu Zhan stretched out his hand and pinched his son Nu Zaogui's shoulder. Then Nu Zhan grabbed it hard to remove Nu Zaogui's shoulder, but he tried several times but couldn't make any move. At this time, Nu Zhan suddenly understood something, and then Nu Zhan squeezed Nu Zaogui's arm and left the human city, left the human continent, and returned to the bloodthirsty barbarian country.

Everything in the past rolled past in front of Fu Zhan like a revolving lantern. If he asked him if he regrets killing his family, Fu Zhan would still answer firmly: "He doesn't regret it. If he is awake, he will never kill his entire family, but he feels that all his relatives should be killed!"

As Angry Zhan said, everyone in the world owes him, and he only owes two people, one is the mother who returns early, and the other is the mother who returns early. In Angry Zhan's heart, all the people in the world should have died long ago.

All of this came one after another and passed away suddenly. Thinking about his life, Wu Zhan suddenly laughed. His life was like a joke. He never thought that he would die like this. He spent the first half of his life fighting for the human race, but in the second half, he fought desperately to bury the human race. This contradiction made Wu Zhan more and more uncomfortable at this time, but he could no longer feel the uncomfortable feeling.

The angry battle burst into pieces, like the soil on the window lattice. As the window lattice that had closed the entire cold winter was opened, it was swept to the ground, merged with the earth, disappeared without a trace, the angry battle's short existence left nothing behind.

Seeing that the angry battle turned into dust, the Tang disciples behind the angry battle were all frightened.

How terrible was that angry battle with both wings in the face of Fang Dang? It was so vulnerable. If it were them... they would have died much faster than angry battle!

These thoughts have not been dispelled from their hearts, and Fang Dang's complete face finally fell into his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Dang's face was extremely pale, but his lips were covered in red, which was the blood of anger!

Fang Dang's eyes were like poisonous spikes. No matter where the spike fell, a tremor would arise.

Fang Dang has now completely lost his mind. Although Fang Dang drew a large amount of vital energy from the Angry Zhan, the amount of these vital energy is not enough to repair Fang Dang's dead body. It is not that easy to revive a body from death. It requires a lot of vital energy. To save a person, at least thousands of vital energy is required to achieve it. Of course, this is also because Fang Dang's technique of absorbing vital energy is too impure, and there are too many wasted amounts.

At this time, Fang Dang might have fallen into a state of madness and a state of hunger due to the loss of his body. Now Fang Dang is no longer the one who controls Fang Dang's body, but a hungry beast that desires life.

Seeing the eyes of such a beast, the Tang Sect shuddered.

"Fang Dang, what are you going to do?" Zi Yaoyao hung in the air and shouted loudly.

Zi Yaoyao can't do it now, because if she doesn't call out, she will be even more scared, fear will completely swallow her, leaving no bone scum.

Before Zi Yaoyao's voice had fallen, Fang Dang rushed forward like a leopard, pounced towards the several Tang Sect monks closest to him.

The Tang Sect monks were shocked. At this time, they had no intention of fighting and turned around and ran away.

At this time, Fang Dang had not yet recovered his cultivation, and the vitality he had absorbed was only enough to barely maintain his body's body. If he wanted to use it to attack or help him increase his speed, at least for now, it was simply a dream.

Therefore, Fang Dang could not catch up with the monks of the Tang Sect at this time. However, although Fang Dang could not catch up, the escaped monks could not fully exert their speed, because behind them were the densely packed other monks of the Tang Sect. They fled quickly, but eventually hit their fellow disciples behind them.

Those fellow disciples were not the first to be affected, so they naturally had little intention to escape, and the people on both sides instantly squeezed together.

The fury battle was originally not at an advantage, but now, Fang Dang quickly caught up with the monks who were desperately escaping.

Then, Fang Dang pierced into the crowd like a sharp steel thorn. The monk screamed in panic and screamed, one after another.

The monks around looked at the place where Fang Dang passed in horror. There were corpses lying everywhere. There were two black holes on their necks, and the blood seemed to have been drained.

The monk's screams became louder and louder. At this time, Fang Dang jumped from one monk's back to another monk's side, and opened his mouth and bit the monk's neck.

The Tang Sect was in chaos, like a wolf crawling into the flock of chickens. The scene of Fang Dang killing the angry battle was so shocking that these Tang Sect monks had no courage to resist.

At this time, Zi Yaoyao shouted loudly, his fingers pointed towards Fang Dang, and immediately threw out a huge current from the thick clouds that were tightly wrapped in her, and slashed towards Fang Dang with a loud bang.

Fang Dang in the crowd had no warning at all. At this time, all in Fang Dang's eyes was the energy that could restore his life.

So this thunder thunder was swinging the vest in the middle.

Fang Dang was directly chopped out.

Then, Fang Dang was lying on the ground motionless, as if he was dead.

Zi Yaoyao took a deep breath and sneered: "I thought you were so scary, so that's it!"

Zi Yaoyao was really scared by Fang Dang just now, but now Fang Dang was struck by her thunder and didn't know how to live or die. Zi Yaoyao felt that his cultivation was getting higher and higher!

No matter what, Fang Dang was knocked out, which is naturally a good thing.

The panicked disciples of the Tang sect gradually recovered at this time.

Stopped in place, stared at Fang Dang who was lying motionless on the ground.

But none of the Tang Sect dared to see Fang Dang live and die. Not long ago, Fu Zhan had received many blows from the Tang Sect, so that his skin was burnt and flesh was resurrected by him. That was just Fu Zhan, and this time this was called Fang Dang.

In the end, the two elders had to take action themselves and tentatively walk towards the side lying on the ground.

Every step of the two elders fell into the eyes of the monks watching behind them, as if they were hit by a heavy hammer.

The two elders carefully approached Fang Dang's body. When they were still fifty meters closer to Fang Dang, both elders stopped and then threw out their respective magic weapons towards Fang Dang.

The two elders' magic weapons have their own characteristics. One of them is a yellow python and the other is a poison pill. This poison pill exudes a charming fragrance and rushes towards Fang Dang's body.

The poison pill and the yellow python eyes were about to hit Fang Dang. At this moment, a huge fog buzzed around Fang Dang, and the nest ant!

The nest ant was created by Fang Dang himself. He was most loyal to Fang Dang and spontaneously protected his master at this time.

This is also the reason why Fang Dang can still control nest ants even if he has no cultivation. Similarly, this is also the benefit of living creatures. If it is a dead creature, it cannot be controlled without cultivation!

These nest ants surrounded Fang Dang. The yellow python opened its mouth and rushed into the nest ants continuously, but was bitten by the nest ants. At this time, it was already bleeding. The poisonous pill was thrown around in the air, spewing out a stream of dark and thick fog, trying to break the blocking of the nest ants by relying on the thick fog.

The poisonous fog released by this poisonous pill is naturally not simple, but the nest ant itself is extremely poisonous under Fang Dang's feed, and its general toxicity is not very useful to nest ants.

That being said, facing the poison pill and the python, the nest ants still fell from the air one by one.

At this moment, Fang Dang, behind the nest ant, moved, and then Fang Dang slowly got up from the ground. Fang Dang slowly turned his head. At this time, Fang Dang's face turned whiter and the fangs in his mouth became sharper.

Fang Dang now looks like a monster and a corpse that has just crawled out of the grave.

The Tang Sect monks around him were all terrified when they saw this scene.

Zi Yaoyao's eyes were slightly continuous, and then Zi Yaoyao's fingers pointed at Fang Dang repeatedly.

The dark clouds wrapped in Zi Yaoyao were lightning and thunder, and thunder struck Fang Dang one after another.
To be continued...