The terrifying power swept, and the world seemed to rotate, and Shen Fan and Xiao Yan were in the center of rotation.

Shen Fan swept his red eyes, scars all over his body, and his body was ragged, but his energy and spirit were condensed to an amazing level.

A series of terrifying attacks roared in, reflecting into his red eyes, and his aura suddenly surged again, climbing upwards and heading straight into the sky.

“Buzz…”

A low buzzing sound came from his scarred body, as if a mysterious force was sealed inside him, and it was about to break out.

"You are all going to die!" Shen Fan spoke, his voice calmly, but there was a sudden force in his body, rushing out like a flood and beast, instantly spreading all over his body.

"This..." Among the blood and energy, a series of shocking and suspicious voices sounded instantly.

The aura on Shen Fan seemed to jump to another level in an instant.

"Woo!"

He swept out with a sword around his body, and the sky seemed to be cut by his sword, and a crack several feet wide appeared between the sky and the earth.

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"

Wherever the crack passed, all the strongest warriors touched were broken one after another. With just one move, at least 80% of the more than 100 warriors were missing.

The rushing blood and energy saw that sword, flew backwards at a faster speed than rushing out.

"Bang!"

But the crack spread too fast, and the blood and energy could not escape at all and were swept into it.

"ah……"

"how so……"

A series of terrifying screams instantly came from the blood and energy.

"bite!"

Shen Fan's body shook slightly, and the sword hit the ground, and he stabilized his body. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, his chest quickly rose and fell, and the thick blood dripped from his mouth.

"He can't hold on!" After the extremely frightened silver-winged alien races were slightly stunned when they saw Shen Fan's appearance, they couldn't help but look ecstatic in their eyes.

With that kind of sword, Shen Fan seemed to have overdrawn his last potential. His aura quickly fell back and became sluggish in an instant.

Six balls of blood and energy squirmed several feet away in front of them, and the blood-red figures with silver wings on the back condensed instantly. However, at this time, their aura also showed a trace of weakness.

Although the sword did not kill them, it also caused them serious injuries.

"Kill him!"

The six people shook their silver wings behind them, and a ball of silver light was rushing towards Shen Fanfei.

The strongest warriors behind also roared and rushed forward.

The blood-red weapons in the hands of those silver-winged alien races had already lit up, and attacks had already been locked on Shen Fan.

"Die me!" A silver-winged alien race came first, and the long sword in his hand was the sound of breaking through the air, and stabbed Shen Fan's eyebrows first.

But at this moment, Shen Fan suddenly looked up, the red light in his eyes suddenly burst out, and the listless aura in his body suddenly rose up.

The silver-winged alien race suddenly burst into the eyes of the eyes of the eyes of the instinctively, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

"Woo!"

Another sword light slashed out and swept across in an instant.

"not good……"

"retreat!"

"He is cheating!"

The silver-winged alien races were frightened and furious, one by one, and they tried their best to retreat, while their bodies quickly began to fade.

But the sword was too fast and arrived in an instant, and there was no time to make them blur.

The sword light swept across, the world was separated, and anyone who touched the crack of the world was cut off with one knife.

"ah……"

Before his death, the Silver-winged alien race let out a terrifying scream.

The strongest warriors with a mountain-shaped body also cracked.

The crack between heaven and earth was calmed down for a long time, and the air poured back into the crack, which shocked the heaven and earth.

"puff!"

Shen Fan opened his mouth and vomited, but it was just some blood foam and some dirty abdominal debris.

The sword was lit, and Shen Fan's legs fell down with a bang. He barely supported him and then knelt on one knee, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, barely stabilizing it.

"Yan'er, it seems that I really can't marry you in my life..." The red color in Shen Fan's eyes gradually faded away. He turned his head slightly, forgot to look at Xiao Yan lying on his shoulders. A gentle look finally appeared on his cracked face.

"Who said that I will marry you now." Xiao Yan's eyelids trembled slightly, and his godless eyes slowly opened.

"But, we did not get married..." Shen Fan smiled.

"Is it necessary to be a marriage?" Xiao Yan reached out his bloody palm and slowly stroked Shen Fan's face.

"It's not right to be true, I feel so wronged." Shen Fan said tremblingly. His words were already difficult, and the light in his eyes began to dissipate.

"I'll do it if I want..." Xiao Yan stared at his eyes, tears rolling in his eyes, and murmured in a low voice.

She seemed to be afraid of disturbing Shen Fan. Shen Fan smiled and his eyes gradually closed.

"It's so easy to die, even if you want to die, you have to die at my hands." A small ball of blood squirmed, and a figure slowly condensed.

His blood-red face turned pale, and his breath was also extremely weak. As soon as his feet fell to the ground, his figure slightly shook.

His eyes swept across the corpse lying all over the ground, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

With just two swords, everyone died, and he was only a little bit short of...

Fortunately, I survived.

"Hmph!" A little light suddenly condensed in Shen Fan's eyes that were about to close. When he moved his body, he thought of getting up, but just a flash, he could not stand up. The expression in his eyes finally changed a little.

"Yan'er..." There was a hint of panic in his voice.

"Let us die together!" Xiao Yan looked at Shen Fan's side face and smiled slightly.

The silver-winged alien figure shook forward, slowly pressing towards the two of them, staring at Shen Fan, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

It took a full minute before he slowly walked to Shen Fan, and the sword in his hand slowly raised up.

"Die!" He yelled, used all his strength, and suddenly stabbed out the long sword in his hand.

Shen Fan snorted, his eyes staring at the stabbing sword, his hands trembled repeatedly, but he could not lift them up.

"Oh, it seems that I'm going to die..." Shen Fan felt sad.

"call out!"

A long sword emitted a rich sword light, shot like lightning from a hundred feet away. When it appeared, it was still a thousand feet away, but just a flash, it reached the back of the silver-winged alien race.

"puff!"

A layer of terrifying power fluctuations were wrapped on the sword body, and the silver-winged alien race was instantly penetrated, and it was simply and neatly.

The silver-winged alien race was slightly stunned, lowered his head and looked at the blood hole as thick as the mouth of the altar on his chest. His expression was stunned, and a strong look of horror appeared in his eyes.

After a terrifying roar, the silver-winged alien race madly activated his ability to heal the terrifying hole that appeared on his body.

If he completely fainted, any wound on his body could recover. But now, he seemed to be unable to do it.

He first endured Shen Fan's sword. After his deficit, only a small group of blood and energy remained. At this time, he was severely injured and his injury was too severe, which had affected his deficit ability.

"Yan'er is saved..." Shen Fan looked at the blood hole in the chest of the alien race, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and then his face suddenly became dark at an astonishing speed.

After only four or five breaths, a figure stood in front of him, but he could no longer see the person's appearance, but he felt very familiar, and the aura emitted from the person made him feel more at ease.

"Not shook!" Shen Fan's eyes slowly closed.

Xiao Yan looked at the figure standing in front of him, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He turned his head slightly and looked at Shen Fan, and became extremely anxious in an instant.

"Haochen, please save Shen Fan..." Xiao Yan looked at the figure standing in front of them and prayed.

Wang Haochen arrived from more than thirty miles away and finally arrived at this moment.

Needless to say, as soon as he arrived, he fed a healing holy-level pill into Shen Fan's mouth, and then he lowered his head and began to check Shen Fan's condition.

Only [      Update Fast] was a little checked, and his eyebrows frowned tightly.

"How could it be so severely injured?" In his opinion, Shen Fan's body was just a broken body, and the meridians and abdomen were still intact without an inch. If it weren't for Shen Fan's soul consciousness fluctuations, Wang Haochen really couldn't believe how he could survive it.

"The Heavenly Punishment System, is there any way to cure Shen Fan?" Wang Haochen asked directly in the Heavenly Punishment System.

He tried it completely as a living horse. After all, the last time he used the method of relieving the poison of Huanshan was asked from the Tian Punishment System.

"He has almost entered the realm of Martial Saint, and his body's recovery ability has been improved. The holy-level pill can protect him from death for two days. Within two days, he will arrive at the Huayu Pool and nourish it with blood and energy. He will have a 50% chance of survival." In the soul consciousness, the sound of the Heavenly Punishment System sounded plain and mechanically.

"Crafting Pool! Fifty percent chance..." Wang Haochen pondered slightly, then nodded.

OK, then go to Huayuchi. He made a decision in an instant. Two days were not long, so he could not wait and see. Moreover, a 50% chance, with Shen Fan's current situation, was already extremely high.

When Wang Haochen checked his body, he found that the vitality in Shen Fan's body was almost extinct. In the Xuanyuan Continent, no one could do anything, and Wang Haochen had no way to treat it. It was rare that the Dehuan Yuchi Pool could survive half the chance.

Now that Wang Haochen has fed him the holy level pill, he can only barely protect his soul consciousness from being immortal, and it can support it for up to two days.

But when Wang Haochen looked at Xiao Yan's situation again, his eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Xiao Yan was only a little stronger than Shen Fan, and the vitality in his body was close to the brink of dryness.
Chapter completed!