"Fang Yan, don't be too arrogant. No matter what happens today, you will definitely die!" The saint said with courage, but his words were still so unconfident, completely losing the arrogance and pride just now.
"Hmph! Many people have said this to me. They are all dead, but I am still alive!" Fang Yan glanced at the saint coldly, then lowered his head and patted the little beast on the head and said: "Little guy,
Wait aside and I'll vent your anger for you."
The little beast moved its head obediently and handed the black dagger to Fang Yan. Fang Yan smiled slightly and put the little beast gently on the ground. The little beast moved its short little feet and ran to the side and stayed there.
Fang Yan held the dagger and pushed towards the old man step by step, full of murderous intent.
, The reason why he wants to approach step by step like this is to be more powerful. He knows that this saint is afraid now. He wants to defeat all the opponent's confidence. If he is afraid before fighting, he will definitely panic. At that time,
It would be much easier to kill him.
"Fang Yan, if you have the ability, remove this purple space of yours and let us have a fair fight!" Looking at the young man who was getting closer and closer, the bloodthirsty murderous aura made his heart beat wildly.
, he took a few steps back and said.
"Idiot!" Fang Yan smiled disdainfully. He knew that the saint in front of him was really frightened by him. Immediately, his figure suddenly disappeared from the place. The saint suddenly turned pale with fright and stared at him as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
He was looking around, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his face was full of panic.
"You're scared." Fang Yan's voice appeared at the original position, and his figure reappeared without moving even half an inch from the position before disappearing, with a playful smile on his face.
"You---bastard! I'm going to kill you!" The saint finally couldn't bear the fear in his heart and the tense atmosphere. He went crazy for a moment, with a ferocious look on his face. He waved his hand and said,
White light bloomed, and his original holy treasure shot toward Fang Yan as brightly as a star.
"An attack like yours is of no use to me, old dog, you're dead!" Fang Yan's words came out from the void, and his figure had completely disappeared when the holy treasure came.
, without a trace, and the holy treasure also hit the space, with a "Boom!" sound, the purple space shook slightly, and Fang Yan's figure hidden in the purple space also trembled unnoticeably.
With a shudder, a mouthful of blood surged up and he swallowed it back.
"Bastard! Come out! Come out!" The saint controlled the holy treasure and blasted it around crazily. For a moment, the space was turbulent, and the field was bombarded like this. Fang Yan was also affected by the powerful force, and his face turned pale, but
He still pursed his lips tightly to prevent blood from spurting out.
Fang Yan's figure appeared in different directions from time to time, his eyes fixed on the saint's expression and every move, and he thought to himself: "Go crazy, go crazy, let me see if you can hold on, or I can hold on!"
The bombardment lasted for a while, and Fang Yan finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. During this period, the space was turbulent and almost collapsed several times, but Fang Yan tried his best to stabilize it. His condition was not good, and along with his
The field is not as stable as it was at its peak.
The little beast stayed anxiously in the corner, teeth clenched tightly together. Although it was extremely worried, it did not dare to scream for fear of attracting the attention of the saint and causing trouble to Fang Yan, so it had to wave its paws from time to time.
It was scratching its own head, and it was very angry that it was useless and could not help at all!
The bombardment stopped, and the saint finally realized that there was not much spiritual power left in his body. In this strange space without any replenishment, he became even more panicked. Fang Yan, who had been paying attention to him, was now
But he suddenly launched an attack, and his figure appeared silently behind the saint: "Idiot, suffer death!" The black dagger stabbed into the back of the opponent's heart with a permeating black evil energy!
The saint sensed the danger for the first time. He was frightened and without even looking, he slapped his backhand with a palm behind him, flashing the terrifying Dao Mark. Fang Yan gritted his teeth and did not flinch at all. The dagger and Dao Mark touched each other instantly.
When they collided, a scalp-numbing sound of "chichi" sounded, and the Dao pattern was cut and regenerated with the black dagger. For a moment, the two were deadlocked there.
Fang Yan's face was stern, and the battle blood in his body was frantically absorbing the power of the medicine that had not been completely swallowed up. He applied force in his hands in vain, and shouted in his mouth: "Old dog, go to hell!"
The saint's face, which was already slightly exhausted, suddenly changed. He watched helplessly as the Dao lines on his palms were cut off in large areas. The next moment, a miserable scream came from his mouth, and an old palm flew away.
In the air above, blood flew like rain, splashing on Fang Yan's face.
In a head-on fight, Fang Yan actually cut off the opponent's palm with force! It must be said that it was shockingly powerful!
Fang Yan's movements did not stop. He bent his arm and hit the opponent's face with his elbow without any error. Blood suddenly flew out of the saint's face and his facial features were smashed!
"Go to hell!" Fang Yan yelled crazily, turned around and kicked the opponent away with a swing of his legs.
"Puff, puff -" The saint spit out blood. Fang Yan ducked and continued to kill. A dagger stabbed directly into the opponent's chest without any hindrance. But at this moment, the saint who was already dying
fierce
He raised his head, hugged Fang Yan fiercely, and shouted crazily: "Let's die together!" Immediately, his body expanded rapidly, so violently that he almost tore Fang Yan into pieces.
Energy surged from him.
"Self-destruct!" Fang Yan's expression was extremely frightened. He did not expect that this saint would make such a counterattack when he was about to die.
"Chirp chirp." The little beast roared in fright, and a golden thunderbolt as thick as an arm appeared out of thin air, falling straight from the top of the saint's head. The saint was shocked, and his swollen body paused, but his face
His madness has not diminished at all, and his self-destruction is still in progress.
Although thunder and lightning could not prevent the opponent from self-destructing, it bought Fang Yan this crucial time. At the same time, his figure disappeared into the arms of the saint, and the dagger was also brutally struck by him.
He pulled it out, and the next moment, the saint's expression suddenly changed.
Then, he lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the dark dagger stuck in his dantian, his eyes dimmed unwillingly, and his body that was swollen to the point of exploding also deflated quickly, and in an instant, it turned into ashes.
---Fang Yan stood on the ground and opened his mouth
Breathing heavily, the fear in his heart could not be expressed. At that moment, his heart was filled with despair. If it weren't for the sudden thunder and lightning of the little beast that stopped the opponent in an instant, Fang Yan would have been able to escape.
, nor can you pierce the opponent's weapon before self-destruction.
If the spiritual crystal were to allow this saint to self-destruct successfully in his domain, the consequences would be disastrous. In his current state, if he were to receive a domain-shattering blow, even if he did not die, he would at least be half-dead ---
This time, it’s really thanks to the little beast’s cleverness!
"Chirp chirp." The little beast flew to Fang Yan's side, calling out with worry on his face. Fang Yan sat down on the ground, looking at the blood stains on the ground, he couldn't help but reveal a smile that was about to survive the disaster, and weakly held the little beast in his arms.
The beast held him in his arms and said, "Little guy, we have escaped another disaster."
There were tears in the eyes of the little beast, and he nodded his head in a depressed manner. He raised his paw and slapped his head hard again. Fang Yan felt a pain in his heart. He quickly grabbed the little beast's paw and looked into the little beast's eyes.
Feeling self-blame and resentment, he asked urgently: "Little guy, what are you doing? I don't blame you at all. Don't blame yourself. If it weren't for you this time, I'm afraid I
It's not as bad as it is! Not to mention the few times you have saved me. Without you, I would have died a long time ago. You are the most magical and my best partner forever." As he said this, Fang Yan tightened his grip.
He hugged the little beast tightly, put it between his neck, and rubbed it gently. He could feel the warm tears of the little beast dripping on his neck, which made his heart hurt even more.
"The two of us will never leave each other, relying on each other and sharing life and death!" Fang Yan murmured in a low voice.
After sitting quietly for a while, when his mood calmed down a bit and the situation inside his body gradually stabilized, Fang Yan did not dare to delay any longer. He stood up holding the little beast in his arms and turned to look at Wu Ri, who was sitting quietly on the ground, feeling sleepy.
The formation pattern and the rope holding him have disappeared, but
For some reason, I didn't show any sign of waking up. Fang Yan walked up quickly and looked at me carefully for a long time, frowning tightly. I couldn't feel any fluctuations from him, as if he was in a deep suspended animation.
The condition is normal and there is no movement.
There was a fierce battle outside, and Fang Yan couldn't care less. He shouted a few words loudly in his ear, but there was no response. He slapped his face hard several times with his hand, but there was still no response. Fang Yan was extremely helpless, knowing that he
He must have been imprisoned by the Heavenly Saint in some way, and it was probably impossible to wake him up. He stopped doing useless work at that moment, gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said to the little beast: "Little guy, do you still have the strength to fight?
?”
The little beast raised its head high and waved its claws stubbornly. Fang Yan nodded vigorously and said: "Okay, let us go out and continue the fight!" He turned around and strode out of the hall, dragging his very tired body with him.
body, continue to march into the fierce battlefield!
The sound of killing outside the city lord's palace was loud, and the sky was dyed red with blood. The air was filled with a pungent fishy smell. There were corpses and mutilated bodies lying on the ground, which made people sick. It was like a hell on earth.
The scene was extremely tragic!
Above the sky, after a short period of time, only a hundred people were left in the previous battle of hundreds of people. The casualties on both sides were extremely heavy. Fang Tian and other people from the ancient village, Tu Qiang, Zhou Dashen, Qing Yi Lao
The monsters and other members of the alliance are all injured, and they are still fighting fiercely. Until now, everyone has fallen into bloodthirsty madness.
, the battle has also entered a fierce situation, but what makes Fang Yan slightly relieved is that, looking at the situation of the battle, his side has the upper hand. No one in the saint realm has died, and gradually has the momentum to suppress the opponent, and Zhan Zun's -
-Although there were a lot of casualties, the opponent did not get a good deal. The fight under the War Lord can be considered evenly matched.