"In Lao Tzu, there has always been no reason to talk about it. The gray-haired old man couldn't help but roll his eyes, he didn't have a good airway.

"The surname is Xu, today Lao Tzu will let you see what is called ginger or old spicy!" The gray-haired old man snorted coldly, and his figure flew out first, holding the bright red dagger, and crashed towards the golden figure.

"Everything in the world is as thin as hair, I hold my own knife and smile to the sky!Haha, surnamed Xu, wait for me!" The middle-aged man laughed heroically, and followed the gray-haired old man straight up.

"Hehe, don't forget that there is also me as the referee. The white-haired old man smiled, his sleeves swaying like a long dragon, and his momentum climbed to the peak.

The last young man in the early stage of the Spirit Venerable Realm pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word, just looked at the three figures that rushed out one after another, and stroked the long sword in his hand that had followed him for more than ten years with some pity.

"Old man, today could be... No, it should be the last battle. The young man rubbed the shiny blade of his sword and muttered to himself.

"Let's go. The young man suddenly smiled and played a sword flower, "Let's go one last time together." ”

"Buzz!"

The famous sword has a spirit, the sword body trembles lightly, and the sound does not stop.

A long rainbow rose from the ground, and a wisp of sword light rushed at the bullfight.

Xiao Hachi looked at the four figures whose momentum had climbed to the peak, and there was a sense of pride in his heart for no reason.

It could have relied on these invincible winds to drag these four people to death, but now it suddenly lost that kind of mind.

It just wants to fight them piece by piece.

Now Xiaoba is finally able to understand Yun Fan a little, although some things are clearly known to be wrong, but they still have to do it, there is no reason, but they have a wish and are unwilling to disobey.

If you don't have a lot of enthusiasm, how can you be called a teenager?

Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young.

Xiao Hachi seems to have a feeling that if it chooses to retreat in today's battle, it will regret it for the rest of its life.

"In the past, Yun Fan always nagged in front of me, and two fists were hard to beat with four hands. Xiao Hachi muttered to himself, looking at the four figures, his eyes flashed, "Let me try today, can my fists beat the four pairs of hands!"

Xiaoba shouted angrily, and his whole body was full of golden light, like a living Buddha descending into the world, and a wordless majesty instantly permeated.

"Dominate the world!"

Xiao Hachi's figure turned into a golden streamer, and quickly rushed towards the four black clothes that came one after another.

The area surrounded by Gangfeng suddenly made an earth-shattering sound, and the violent aura shook in an instant.

Cao Le, who was far away on the other side, suddenly heard the deafening sound, and after avoiding a strong wind, he hurriedly turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came from.

But I saw that the golden light filled the sky, and four pillars of spiritual power of different colors rose to the sky, and the five colors were entangled with each other, and it was difficult to separate.

Feeling the four familiar breaths, Cao Le's heart couldn't help but sink, he knew that it was the rest of the people who were making the last effort.

Unexpectedly, eleven people, including him, are only five people left, no, Cao Le glanced in that direction again, after this battle, whether they succeed or not, they will not survive.

He was the only one left.

Cao Le inevitably felt a little sad in his heart, more than eleven one, he never thought about this kind of result at all.

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes fixed on the shirtless figure sitting quietly in the wind not far away, eager to eat its flesh, chew its bones, and drink its blood.

If it weren't for this little brute, how would they have come to this point?!

Cao Le glanced at the raging Gangfeng beside him, according to his calculations, it would be at least three days before the Gangfeng here would dissipate.

And three days later, even if he can leave here safely, I am afraid that there will be little cultivation left, and he will become a wasted person.

The indifferent and ruthless Nangong family never raises waste, this is the first rule he knows after entering the Nangong family.

"Since the result is the same, how can I make you feel better?!" Cao Le's eyes slowly surged with a crazy look, and his expression also became distorted.

Ten people have already died, so what does it matter if another one dies?

While Cao Le was staring at the figure closely, a gust of wind quietly appeared behind him, and then devoured him in one gulp.

。。。。。。

Yun Fan's eyes were tightly closed, at this time, his whole body was covered with blood, and even he couldn't bear the power of those gangfeng after merging, and blood had begun to ooze out in some places.

And that's just a day.

Yun Fan's expression was full of pain, if it weren't for his strong physique and the essence and blood in his body, I'm afraid he would have died I don't know how many times.

Time passed quietly, and the wind that was originally raging in this area finally began to slowly dissipate, revealing an incomparably messy scene.

More than 80 percent of the rubble that has not yet been crushed by the Gangfeng is covered in blood, and if it weren't for the fact that these Gangfeng are moving all the time, the scene would probably be even bloodier.

In one corner of the area, a blood-colored figure sat quietly in the void, and if you looked closely, you would find that beneath him was a stone less than the size of a basin.

This figure, wrapped in a thick layer of blood scabs, did not move at all, as if it were a dead person.

I don't know how long it took, but the blood scab that had not moved suddenly moved, and then, an imperceptible crack appeared on the head of the blood-colored figure.

"Click, click, click!"

Then there was a series of clicks, as if something had cracked.

There were more and more cracks on the blood-colored figure's body, and eventually, it completely spread throughout the body.

A scab of blood slowly fell off, and then more scabs fell, and a slender figure appeared in the silent area.

This figure, with fair skin and a well-proportioned figure, is estimated to be able to trigger countless screams if it is seen by those young girls who think of spring.

This figure is naturally Yun Fan who voluntarily entered the Gangfeng to quench his body.

After a while, Yun Fan's eyelids moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes a little sluggish.

Shaking his head slightly, Yun Fan's eyes slowly focused, and where he came into view, there was no longer the somewhat numb Gangfeng that he had seen, but a familiar barrenness.

He moved, and the blood scabs on his body fell in a stream, Yun Fan looked down at his smooth and white skin, and was speechless for a while.

"It's white again. ”

After a long time, a somewhat helpless voice slowly sounded.

Yun Fan, who was powerless to complain about why his skin was about to turn white every time he was quenched, hesitated, put his fingers together, and a sword qi transformed by spiritual power stabbed towards his arm.

The sword qi touched the skin, but it could no longer pierce it, only leaving a small white dot on it.

It's so strong!

Yun Fan was suddenly a little surprised, originally thought that although this Gangfeng was domineering, there was still a big gap compared to the last few Yin winds, and he didn't expect to be able to enhance much flesh, but now it seems that he underestimated the Gangfeng quenching effect here.