Including Old Man Guilin, he felt that he could no longer bear it. His power of spiritual thoughts was also very strong, second only to Yi Yun. Of course, this was because he had reduced his strength a lot.
However, even so, Old Man Guilin felt like he was about to faint. The only ones who could hold on were two people.
One is Yi Yun, and the other is. What is unexpected is that Jiang Fan can withstand such a strong spiritual thorn.
Mental stab is a spiritual attack that directly attacks the mind and damages the brain. Although it is difficult to kill the opponent directly, it can make people lose their fighting ability and even turn them into fools.
Everyone else covered their heads and rolled in pain on the ground. Those watching the battle outside were clenching their fists, with cold sweat pouring down their faces.
Someone sat down on the ground in despair: "It's over! It's over. There are only two Tianyimen disciples left. It seems that they can barely hold on, let alone fight back... They are dead, let's run away now."
Bar?"
"Escape? Where can we escape to? Look at the sky..."
Only then did someone discover that the sky had been enveloped by a sheet of suspended blood at some point, and it was blocked from all directions...
This is the power of the Sea of Blood Refining, the huge space...
Now they have no escape route. Some people collapsed and went crazy. Before they died, they yelled. Some people even wanted to commit suicide. They couldn't imagine what terrible end they would have if they fell into the hands of that devil.
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Many people were in despair. Huohou'er looked at Yi Yun who was fighting hard inside, put his hands on his chest, and silently prayed for him: "Brother Yi Yun, nothing will happen to you... You must come back alive.
, Defeat that big shark, I believe in you, I believe in you..."
"Boy! Now tell me, I can make you suffer less, otherwise, once I search your soul! Hahaha..." The magic shark swam to Yi Yun's side. Yi Yun stood there, feeling that his body could not
Moved.
Around the body of the demon shark, small bloody whirlwinds held Yi Yun there, and Yi Yun tried desperately to break away.
"Let him go! You devil!" Although Jiang Fan felt that his head was about to explode in pain, he still used his attack methods to attack the big shark for the sake of Junior Brother Yi Yun.
"Phantom Spirit Sword! Nine swords break the sky!"
The nine flying swords clanked on the body of the big shark, but the guy was completely unharmed. There was not even a trace of the sword being slashed on his skin.
"Hahaha... Your rubbish magic weapon is fine if you keep it to play with rubbish, but it will be useless against a master..."
The big shark swung its tail and slapped one of the flying swords away. Immediately afterwards, the whirlwind around it controlled the other eight flying swords, and stirred them fiercely, bang bang...
The flying swords were broken one after another, and the only remaining flying sword turned back into the original body of the Phantom Sword. Eight of the nine flying swords it transformed into have now been broken. Seeing the Phantom Sword’s aura dimming, the sword body
There are many gaps on it. I am afraid that this magic weapon is considered scrapped...
Poof... Jiang Fan, who felt the same, spurted out a mouthful of blood. He knelt on the ground, supporting the ground with his hands in pain, and slowly stretched one hand towards the Phantom Sword lying on the ground not far away. Jiang Fan seemed to hear
...its whining sound.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it..." Jiang Fan gritted his teeth and his gums were bleeding, which showed how much strength he had used! The Phantom Sword had been walking with him for so long, and now...
Yi Yun closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at the heartbroken Senior Brother Jiang Fan... He was angry, completely angry: "Asshole! Even if I risk my life today, I will kill you!"