Five hundred and seventieth chapters death has been decided
"Kill!" The two of them roared at the same time, and what followed was a battle that would have been earth-shattering and rare to see anywhere in the mainland. The energy was raging wildly, and loud noises were heard continuously, even the corpses on the Dead Sea.
, it was not shaken to the point of rippling.
Both of them tried their best. This was a lifeless battle. Both of them chose the most direct, cruel and fastest way of fighting. They injured the enemy by one thousand and suffered eight hundred losses. If you punch me, I will
I'll let you hit me, but you must also pay the price of being kicked by me.
In less than a moment, Fang Yan was already covered with bruises. After all, in such a life-threatening battle, fighting the old man head-on, he was still not just a little bit behind. On the other hand, the old man, with such a powerful energy body protection, would be in better condition.
Much better, at least not as embarrassed as Fang Yan.
But Fang Yan was still not afraid. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought, almost with a perverted sense of joy. He began to use his own magical skills. As soon as the magical skills came out, he regained some of his weak points. The old man hurriedly parried, and also
Under the unstoppable power of the Great Heaven-Suppressing Technique, he was hit hard by Fang Yan, causing blood to spurt out.
This kind of fighting can only end when one party falls. The two of them have no intention of retreating, and their fight to the death is vividly expressed at this moment. The battle gradually becomes fierce. Fang Yan is always unable to defeat the old man's strength. As time goes by,
He was crushed to the point of being beaten, and his body was covered in scars and blood was flowing. To describe him as scarred is not an exaggeration at all.
Finally, Fang Yan activated his true anger and roared to the sky. Immediately, endless golden brilliance burst out from his body, which seemed to penetrate the gray sky and earth. It was like a divine radiance, and he was astonished. The old man
Seeing this situation, he was shocked. It was too late to retreat, because he was already enveloped in the golden world at this moment. He knew that Fang Yan had finally opened up the realm that he was extremely taboo on!
He was very clear-minded towards these old men. Although he was extremely seriously affected by his inner demons, he knew that he still clung to his original intention and did not really fall into endless killing like Fang Yan.
The realm of blood was opened, and the real life-and-death fight had only officially begun now. The old man did not dare to take it lightly. Fang Yan was still as fast as a tiger and as powerful as a dragon, launching an unprecedentedly intensive and intense bombardment.
From the outside, there is an area in the gray sky and earth that is bursting with gold. The situation inside can't be seen at all. There is no energy pouring out, but it reveals a frightening feeling. It has always been stable.
In the space, slight fluctuations finally appeared, which showed how intense the battle inside was.
Time passes slowly. In this world with no sense of time, no one knows how long it has passed. The fluctuations in the golden area have never stopped, but have become more intense. Many times, cracks have appeared in the golden area.
, there was an extremely violent energy pouring out immediately, which was terrifying, but the cracks were quickly repaired.
"Boom!" In vain, a sound that almost shattered the heaven and earth came from the golden area. Then, countless terrifying cracks appeared uncontrollably in the golden area, and then the entire golden area became fragmented.
The solidified golden brilliance turned into countless rays and dissipated in the gray sky and earth---after the golden color passed, what came into view was a sprinkling of blood, like enchanting flowers blooming in the void, catching up with the lifeless surroundings
The atmosphere was extremely breathtaking. At the same time, two bodies covered in blood and seemingly unconscious fell from a high altitude. Bone-deep scars were clearly visible on the bodies of these two people. In their mouths, there was no trace of
They were vomiting blood, their eyes seemed to be knocked closed, and the red blood on their faces could not hide their paleness and weakness. It was obvious how brutal their battle was, and both sides suffered losses.
Especially on the old man's abdomen, the terrifying and hideous wound made one's scalp numb just by looking at it. His entire abdomen was almost completely cut open, and waves of stench came out. The wound was so festering that it was disgusting.
The scarlet and black blood flowed uncontrollably. Through the blood, it seemed that the intestines inside could not be seen vaguely. At this time, his pair of old palms were pressing the wound tightly, and the weak white light was repairing the horrible wound.
The injury and the incomparable pain made the old man tremble all over.
On the surface, Fang Yan didn't look as seriously injured as the old man, but his eyes were almost blurry, blood spurted out from his mouth mouth after mouth, and his face was pale. Not only was his injury not less severe than the old man's, but it was more severe than the old man's.
It was so heavy that no one could see that his internal organs were already in tatters and had suffered an almost unbearable amount of damage.
But at this moment, there was no trace of misery or fear on Fang Yan's face. The corners of his mouth seemed to be curved, revealing a sense of relief. Yes, he was almost dying under such tragic injuries.
, a trace of his original intelligence came back, and he opened his eyes with great effort, looking vaguely at the vast corpses around him, trying to find the figure of the person in his heart, but he couldn't, and his weak and scattered eyes were filled with
Regret and regret closed his eyes feebly. He never thought about using battle blood to repair himself, let alone taking medicinal herbs to repair his injuries. Fang Yan, who was already desperate, had only one thought at this time: "I will die like this.
That’s fine, I can go and accompany them---"
"Ha---cough---ha." The old man pushed himself up with difficulty, sat on a corpse, looked at Fang Yan and laughed. He kept coughing due to something in the middle, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he
He didn't care at all. At this time, his face was full of joy and joy, and he said: "Fang Yan, you also have today, die, haha, from now on, there will be no more bloodshed in the mainland."
When these words reached Fang Yan's ears, they couldn't cause any ripples in him. He wanted to die, as if he had no desire to live, and just wanted to die like this. But just when he gave up on life and slowly waited for death.
, a cry came out in the distance that was the only one that still concerned Fang Yan: "Chirp."
This voice seemed to give Fang Yan endless power, causing his body to jolt. His eyes suddenly opened, and he looked into the void. A small figure appeared quickly and quickly, becoming clearer and clearer. It had purple hair and was as chubby as a
With a short ball-like body, a shiny back, and a bunch of dazzling golden hair on the top of his head, if this wasn't the only little beast alive in Fang Yan's heart, who else could it be?
At this time, its big and powerful eyes were filled with endless anxiety and worry. Seeing Fang Yan's appearance, tears instantly soaked its eyes. Its shrill screams seemed to make the deathly silent world tremble.
His body was extremely fast, he rushed towards Fang Yan like lightning, and plunged into Fang Yan's side.
After the excitement, Fang Yan's despair did not diminish at all. He looked at the little beast beside him with tears welling up and jumping anxiously. He actually did not dare to reach out and touch it. Now he is no longer the Fang Yan he used to be. He is a
An out-and-out demon, a demon with no humanity. He didn't know if he would suddenly attack the little beast, so he didn't dare to touch the little beast.
The arrival of the little beast could not give him a desire to survive. His life was meaningless. It would only bring devastation and disaster to the mainland. He even killed the people closest to him. He just managed to survive.
What’s the point? There’s nothing he can do about the survival of the mainland!
"Little guy, leave here, find a quiet place, and live a good life by yourself. After I'm gone, you must not mess around like before. You must learn to live on your own.
Take care of yourself ---" Fang Yan gathered all his strength, tried his best to show a nice smile and said to the little beast. He stretched out his hand to touch the little beast for the last time, but he also took it back. While speaking, Fang Yan controlled
He couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. Recalling the scenes where he and the little beast had been together through life and death, he really couldn't bear to leave this little guy alone, but---he had to face death now. He didn't have the courage.
Live any longer.
"Chirp Chirp." The little beast's tears kept flowing. It seemed to know what Fang Yan was thinking. It shook its little head like a trumpet. It quickly grabbed the snow-white stone shell on its head and took out a lot of herbs.
He hurriedly brought it to Fang Yan's mouth, trying to force it into Fang Yan's mouth.
Fang Yan raised his hand to push the little beast away, shook his head and said: "Qiuqiu, let's go, I am no longer the same person as before. Look, most of these are the people I killed, Yaya, Xiang'er, Fei
Yun---they were all killed by me, even Tu Qiang, Zhou Dashen, Shenpo and those people in the ancient village were killed by me. Father---he also died in my hands. I am a murderer!
"Fang Yan said, pointing to the corpses all around.
The little beast opened its big eyes and looked around, but it seemed that it did not see what Fang Yan said. Its eyes were full of doubts, and it shouted anxiously to Fang Yan, as if it was trying to explain what it saw and knew.
When Fang Yanzhi came out, Fang Yanzhi's body shook again. He looked at the little beast with wide eyes, then looked at the real corpse in his eyes, and finally closed his eyes and said: "Little guy, I know what you are thinking, but there is no need.
You lied to me. I know everything about what I have done. I have decided to die. My only wish now is that you can live well. Let's go, little guy. You won't have to worry about things on the mainland in the future.
Go to Shenhe. Promise me to live well."
"Chirp chirp." The eager voice of the little beast still sounded in Fang Yan's ears, but Fang Yan never opened his eyes again. He was unconscious as if he was truly dead. He was immersed in endless regret, and the tattered internal organs in his body were
He did not make any repairs, and even tried his best to draw out the battle blood. He took a deep breath in his heart, tried not to pay attention to the shouts coming from his ears, and muttered in his heart: "Father, Yaya, Fei Yun
, Xiang'er---Tu Qian---I'm here to accompany you and apologize to you. Little guy, you must live well!" After thinking about this, Fang Yan was about to break the blood crystal and break himself into pieces.
Internal organs, self-destruction of the meridians throughout the body, self-destruction of the soul, complete death---(Two chapters today)