Donghuang Zhong issued a blow that seriously injured Zhang Fan, covering his shadow to retreat, but now he was held down by a bloody palm.

Blood like flowing water flowed out of the palm of his hand, and in an instant, it stained the entire Donghuang Bell. The quaint bronze color is gone, only the bloody bright red.

Zhang Fan's body went up and down, and the blood that flew out turned into mist, and the bright red mist shrouded his whole person.

Behind him, a distance of a thousand feet, blood was sprinkled all over the ground.

The price is huge!

At a very close distance, he hit the Donghuang Zhong with all his might, and the injury on Zhang Fan's body was so serious, that is, it was just a breath difference, if the next blow missed, then there was no need to fight, he would not even have the strength to get up.

There is no reason to be blind to pay a huge price.

Almost at the moment when the palm of his hand pressed on the Donghuang Bell, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with a fierce color, a little cold, and he shouted in his heart: "Old man, come back!"

The violent spiritual power surged out, reaching the palm of his hand, and the five-colored brilliance suddenly appeared.

- Five-color divine light!

All of Zhang Fan's supernatural powers have been banned and cannot be separated from his body, but in this situation firmly grasped in the palm of his hand, it is a great opportunity to exert his power.

"Brush!"

The plasma on the East Emperor Bell instantly collapsed, and on the clumsy clock, in an instant, the five-colored divine light rotated a hundred times.

After all, it is a magic weapon refined by himself, and with the help of the five-colored divine light, it doesn't even take time to blink an eye, and the Eastern Emperor Bell has already changed hands.

At this time, the face of the self-shadow still lingered in the consternation that emerged when Zhang Fan suicidally crashed into the attack of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The third step back has not yet been taken.

In the midst of lightning, everything has happened.

The self-shadow can use the five-color divine light to brush Zhang Fan's magic weapon, but he forgot that Zhang Fan can also return the way to the other body, although the supernatural power is forbidden to leave the body, there is still a way to work.

It was this workaround, the price of serious injury, that finally allowed Zhang Fan to gain the upper hand for the first time in an hour's fierce battle.

"Knock~~Knock~~~Knock~~"

Three Donghuang bells rang through the heavens and the earth!

In the bell that shook the soul, the water and fire in the ground, and the bell that suppressed Hongmeng, Zhang Fan was unobstructed, and he only felt that the injuries around his body were no longer there, and for the first time, he felt that this bell was so pleasant.

For him, it is the evening drum and morning bell, and to the shadow of the self, it is the death knell.

In the sound of the Eastern Emperor bell, the self-shadow froze suddenly, and the third step was never taken.

After a moment's delay, Zhang Fan had already approached in front of him, and the Tianhuo fan in his hand was waved out without hesitation.

"Boom~"

The purple pole heavenly fire turned into countless tongues of fire licking and licking, as if layers of waves were surging, instantly submerging the self's shadow.

If the shadow remained silent, as if it had no ability to speak, it would have erupted in an earth-shattering scream.

"It's over?"

Zhang Fan just had a sense of relaxation in his heart, and he felt that his whole body was gnawed by thousands of ants, as if the flesh and blood were about to be peeled off layer by layer, and he couldn't help but snort, his eyes were dark, and he almost fell to the ground.

It was also this relaxation that suddenly erupted, and all the pain that had been suppressed before, made Zhang Fan's mind flash with a flash of inspiration, as if he had ignored something.

"Not good!"

"Careless!"

Suddenly, I turned my thoughts back and forth, and finally it suddenly became clear, and I was shocked, and my heart almost jumped out of my mouth.

"Flesh!"

"My physical body is too strong. ”

Zhang Fan almost bit his tongue, and in his excitement, he actually forgot that after absorbing the essence blood of the Golden Scale Desolate Snake, his physical strength was not below that of the demon beasts of the same level, but his body was countless times worse.

In this case, this Purple Pole Heavenly Fire is immortal for a while.

The physical strength of his own shadow should be comparable to his, and he definitely didn't die so quickly, even if those purple pole heavenly fires were enough to turn ordinary Yuan Ying real people into ashes ten times, the result would not change at all.

In other words, the other party still has a chance to turn the tables, but he himself has reached the point of exhaustion and can no longer fight.

If that happens, everything in front of you will be in vain, and if you do it again, the difficulty will increase innumerably.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan almost didn't even have time to raise his head, and under the blessing of his soul, the heavenly fire fan shot out of his hand, and at this critical moment of life and death, he couldn't care about the fear of the five-color divine light.

In an instant, the Heavenly Fire Fan brought out a deep black and pure purple brilliance, and rushed straight into the purple fire in the sky, and disappeared into the chest of my shadow.

At this time, Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head, and at a glance, his face turned pale.

A starlight, forcing the purple fire, in his eyes, quickly became larger, but in the time of a flick of his fingers, before he even saw the whole leopard, it already occupied the entire line of sight, and there was an endless cold, almost freezing the whole body.

There is no need to look, Zhang Fan also knows what he is facing.

- Godkiller Spear!

Endless starlight, the bloody aura of God blocking and killing gods and demons, the two are one, and there is only a god-killing war spear on his body!

Extremely fast, extremely fierce, there is no time to react, if it is still intact, Zhang Fan may be able to dodge with a small injury, but at this time, he is powerless.

The whole person seemed to be empty, watching the tip of the gun quickly break through the air, almost a thought just turned, the tip of the gun had reached the center of the eyebrows.

Distance, only the length of a hair.

Blood, like red beans, poured out from the center of the eyebrows.

Cold, killing intent, blood, gun intent, star power...... Tear open the skin, pierce the skull, and shatter the brain.

If this blow is allowed to enter the brain, then nothing can be mentioned again, and there is absolutely no other possibility than to die on the spot.

"Did he really turn the tables around?!"

At that moment, Zhang Fan's heart was full of unwillingness, he had exhausted all means to get such an opportunity, and he would not come again in the past.

Time seems to have frozen at this moment.

The god-killing spear was just pressed against the center of his eyebrows, and the killing intent was condensed in the distance.

Everything seems to be frozen and frozen until it ......

"Bell~~"

There was a loud bang, a sound of entanglement, like a poisonous dragon that was bound in its hands and feet, struggling to break the ban in every possible way.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Fan opened his eyes suddenly, only to see that the god-killing war spear in front of his eyebrows was no longer there, the cold killing intent in his skull disappeared, and everything seemed so abrupt, as if the cold winter of Sijiu had instantly turned into a scorching summer, and it was clear.

Looking down, the god-killing spear was falling in front of its toes, dead and silent.

As soon as his heart moved, he raised his eyes and looked, not far in front of him, purple flames swept the entire heaven and earth, coming and going suddenly, and dissipated at the moment when Zhang Fan looked at it.

In the place where the shadow of the self originally stood, there was nothing, only the heavenly fire fan in the air was flying, as if inviting merit, drawing a series of meteor brilliance.

Below, a small pile of ashes drifted out under the violent wind that rose at the moment the heavenly fire disappeared, diffusing the entire Baizhang space.

"It's over, this time it's really over. ”

Zhang Fan's body went limp, and he sat on the ground, beside the god-killing war spear.

Just as he lay on his back on the ground, reaching out to grab the god-killing spear, it was empty, only a few points of crystal light slipped through his fingers and scattered in the air.

The same changes, as well as the East Emperor Bell and the Nine Dragon Seals......

Everything that belongs to the shadow of the self dissipates.

These are just simulations and replications, and after the defeat of the shadows, there is naturally no need to exist.

"Won?!"

Zhang Fan shook his head, only feeling extremely dangerous and lucky.

Between victory and defeat, it is not even a thousandth of a finger.

The Heavenly Fire Fan broke into the chest of the self-shadow, and suddenly exploded, detonating the Purple Pole Heavenly Fire inside, no matter how strong his physical body was, it directly turned him into ashes.

Originally, there was no regrets, and there was no reward for the effort, even if the self-shadow was dead, Zhang Fan, who had no power to resist, could not escape the result of the same death.

But this is in the ball of light, in the space of a hundred zhang, and it cannot simply be copied from the outside world.

At the same time as the self-shadow died, all the power that belonged to him was dispersed, including the power that was about to invade Zhang Fan's mind.

Then those magic weapons didn't last long, and the kung fu of the front and back feet all turned into nothingness.

It is precisely because of this special surname that Zhang Fan narrowly saved his life and the victory.

"Narrowly won!"

Zhang Fan lay on the ground, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep in the past, feeling the taste of victory alone.

Only he knows how much he has gained in this short period of more than an hour.

Don't look at his last blow, relying on a resolute fight, it is a five-color divine light, in essence, Zhang Fan can be inseparable from his own shadow within an hour, and finally wait for such an opportunity that is not an opportunity, it is actually because his mastery, understanding, and application of the Tianhuo Fan have reached an extremely high level.

With the treasure of the Heavenly Fire Fan, against the Eastern Emperor Bell, the Nine Dragons Seal, the God-killing War Spear and other magic weapons, none of them are under it;

With the Heavenly Fire Fan Treasure, countless supernatural powers are derived, and the Duel is full of Sleeve Qiankun, Five-color Divine Light, and Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array...... Each of them is a supernatural power that others can only dream of.

Zhang Fan did it, and with the understanding, excavation, and application of the magic weapon, he completed this almost impossible task.

After this incident, he said that his own strong ** treasure would be completely different from Ping.

Prior to this, Zhang Fan's method of using magic weapons was like a nouveau riche, with a number of strong ** treasures that were enough to be the treasure of the Zhenzong, each with its own special surname, complementing each other, especially the many choices, the research was not deep, which can be said to be a great waste.

After a long time, he shuddered and slowly opened his eyes.

During this period of time, no one knows how long the restrictions on magic weapons, supernatural powers, and laws were restricted...... All the limitations, one by one, are missing.

Subsequently, little by little, the entire Baizhang space collapsed, weathered, turned into nothingness, and turned into dust......

When Zhang Fan opened his eyes, a dashing back came into view.

(To be continued)