At this moment, Fang Lang was like that dying beast, frantically counterattacking, exerting all his strength, stimulating all the potential suppressed in his body, looking up to the sky and roaring, the Burning Sky Knife rose into the sky, rolling all the sword intent, and issued the most powerful attack in his life!

The crimson sword shattered the desert in an instant, and endless dust covered the night sky!

The heart phantom on the golden scale had just condensed, and the terrifying sword light that was killing all over the sky had already slashed into Ye Fan's face!

He didn't flinch, let alone interrupt the trial, his whole body really exploded, and he shook the dying blow of the Sword Emperor! The providence in the dark will determine their victory or defeat, whether the Sword Emperor's sword is faster, or the soul power of the trial is stronger, the result will be decided in the next second. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Two figures, two faces, both with the absolute determination of not retreating, breaking the kettle and facing the final challenge!

Crackling -

Ye Fan's figure standing in mid-air was submerged by the blood-red sword light, and the Sword Emperor's full force blow, originating from the sword intent of the Innate Great Perfection Realm, easily broke through his body protection True Qi!

At the same time, the moment after Fang Lang took out the knife, his whole body stiffened, and his heartbeat lost his sense again!

The power of judgment will not be delayed by anything!

Fang Lang's face suddenly appeared purple and red, I don't know if it was the color reflected by the sword light, or the result of the raging qi and blood, his body was like a wind-up toy, trembling a few times, and finally a mouthful of dazzling blood, sandwiching the fragments of internal organs, spewed out!

This mouthful of blood spurted out, he staggered back with a long knife, every time he took a step, his body trembled violently, followed by a mouthful of blood spit out, and he retreated more than ten steps before he barely stood still, but there was already a long blood mark on the sand in front of him!

Bang! The figure standing in mid-air also fell at this moment, and a large hole was smashed in the sand pit, splashing up mud-like dust, which was the dirt of blood and sand congealed together.

"Haha...... Hahaha......" Fang Lang raised his head and laughed, his face was covered with piercing blood, which couldn't stop flowing from his nose.

Both sides will be lost, and they will all end up together!

This is the end of this battle!

Ye Fan propped up his body with one hand, the flesh and blood all over his body were blurred, and countless knife marks were visible deep to the bone, touching the internal organs and dantian, and hurting the root, he also suffered a heavy blow, and his life hung by a thread!

He had an epiphany at this time, if there was no Golden Scale, it would be impossible for him to defeat Fang Lang, once the other party gave up his life and urged all the cultivation, the difference of one level would determine victory or defeat!

Thunderclap!

The golden dragon danced wildly over the Sahara Desert, and the first flash of light pierced the dark night sky!

Fang Lang's laughter was even crazier and more distorted, he knew what kind of advent this was, fighting with all his might, after all, it still hooked the Thunder Tribulation!

Escape? No kidding, once the thunderstorm is activated, you can hide in any corner of the bombardment! This is more accurate than satellite positioning.

What's more, he is no longer able to support it, let alone escape, it is impossible to take two steps, he is already a dead man, his heart bursts, and there are only a few dead breaths left!

Ye Fan stretched out a finger with difficulty, he had seen the tragedy of the thunder tribulation, but now that he was seriously injured, it was equally unrealistic to want to teleport and escape, he stretched out his hand and grinned at Fang Langbi

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