smash the world

Yu Lingzheng let out a howl, and immediately exploded at an astonishing speed, instantly turning into ten afterimages, surrounding Yi Fan in the center. The super task.

"Luanwu Split Hang-Heaven collapses and chaos moves."

With a sound of falling, ten figures flew up at the same time, and each palm was as shocking as a rock, like a storm, pressing down on Yi Fan head on.

The two have practiced against each other for many years, this move is so familiar to Yi Fan that he can no longer be familiar with it, and there are more than ten ways to solve it in the past, but at this time, Yu Ling is fighting for judgment like two people, dancing palms and fists are ever-changing, and the momentum is unstoppable .

Yi Fan was fearless, but he smiled happily: "Finally, I'm serious." Following that, brilliant purple energy flashed on the Tuyan sword, and the sword slashed out of thin air, with the sword's intent vertically and horizontally.

"Five Spirits Sword Art - Tuxiu."

Earth Spirit God of War came out, glared at Yu Lingzheng and let out a roar, stomped his feet, a stone pillar suddenly rose from the ground, and rushed out of the attack range of the afterimage, and then God of War jumped, flying in a hundred feet in the air, with a sword anger cut down.

The sword energy flew horizontally, cutting through the air and crashing into the ground.boom!The landslide and the ground cracked, and a huge mouth was cut out on the ground, causing the earth and rocks to sink. Along with this, ten hills rose up around the sword mark in an instant, and ten lion heads turned into ten lion heads. Bite away.

The fierce lion roared like a wave, and when Yu Lingzheng was attacked, the afterimage dissipated at the same time, and the lions collided with each other, and immediately stepped towards him at the bottom of the mountain, turning into a hill in the center of the scene.

The battle armor faded in the sky, gradually revealing Yi Fan's heroic appearance. He frowned and looked down, feeling very grateful, but he still didn't dare to be careless.He knew that this move alone would not be able to solve the Rain Spirit Conflict, and he did not want to solve it before using this move.

"Come on, it depends on how much sincerity you can show, and you want to take my life." As he said, Yi Fan's body was surrounded by purple energy, his pupils instantly turned into snake eyes, black scales attached to his body, and his long tail swung horizontally. Strangely, said: "Beast soul, five spirits unite, one sword."

Five sword lights flickered, and when Yi Fan rushed out, the sword lights merged into a giant sword with a length of twelve feet.His left arm was broken, and he swung it independently, while his right palm supported the sword head, and he galloped towards the hill.

At this time, there was a violent shout from the hill, and with the sound, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the hill exploded in response.Yu Ling was in a frenzy of fighting spirit, dancing with her sword and fingers, and waves of coldness swept out, turning the duel field into a frosty place.

"Luanwu Split Hang-Daewoo Thunder Finger."

Seeing that Luan Wu performed the most powerful form of chopping and hanging, Yu Lingzheng smashed the giant sword with one finger, and flicked the [Soil] inside, and instantly pointed out 36 fingers.

Yi Fan smiled happily, feeling a dull pain in his chest, this was a flaw he deliberately left just now, and he had planned to surrender his life at this moment.

However, the 36 blood holes sprayed out blood, and each blow penetrated the body, but Yu Lingzheng did not know why, Daewoo Lei pointed out that it was a move to attack other people's death points, but this time it did not hit Yi Fan's death points , but pierced through his joints and beat him into a cripple.

Yi Fan opened his eyes and realized that he didn't die instantly, but he couldn't move his whole body.In an instant, he saw a punch hit his chest, with a 'bang' sound, the blow was solid, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.

The situation was one-sided, Yu Lingzheng crazily rubbed and abused Yi Fan, and punched out fiercely. Along with this, Yi Fan spurted blood wildly, his whole body was frozen to the point where he couldn't even feel the pain. I feel that my consciousness is gradually blurred, and my vitality is being consumed bit by bit.

This scene made Yan Xiaoyu extremely anxious, he clenched his fists tightly, his four fingers sank into his palms, and scarlet blood flowed out, but the pain in his palms was not as great as the slightest bit of pain in his heart.

"Stop, Yu Ling asks you to stop, stop..." Roaring angrily, anxiously, and then helplessly begging, Yan Xiaoyu's tough man was tender and shedding tears, but he could only watch Yi Fan being rubbed Torturing, at this moment, there is not a single inch of intact skin, the Great Emperor of the Immortal Kingdom.

Yu Ling fights cruelly and mercilessly, harvesting Yi Fan's life bit by bit, with cruel and ruthless means.

"Thunderbolt of Ten Thousand Lions - Ground Cracking Roar."

A lion's roar came from the ground, before Yi Fan could fall, he was knocked back by a shock, and then Yu Lingzheng punched him in the face again.

Yi Fan's consciousness was blurred, his eyes were empty and in a trance, and there were cries in his ears. The cries were extremely sad and helpless, but they were familiar, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

"Who is crying?" Yi Fan thought in his heart, feeling a drop of dew falling on his face, sliding down his face.He couldn't tell if it was his own blood or something else.

"Who is crying?" Yi Fan asked again, feeling that every time he was hit, the crying sound became more and more sad.

"Don't cry!" Yi Fan felt so tired, so tired, even his own mind was lifeless.

At this time, Yu Lingzheng pointed out suddenly, and rushed towards Yi Fan's heart, obviously wanting to know his life.The knuckles pierced through, and just happened to sink into the place where Ling Yiyi had stabbed with the dagger the night before. In an instant, Yu Lingzheng trembled all over, as if awakened from drunkenness.

Yu Lingzheng looked up, and seemed to have heard something just now, just when he was puzzled, he heard "Don't cry" from his ear again!

It's the voice of the heart, Yi Fan's voice!

Yu Lingzheng came back to his senses and found that he was covered in blood, which was actually Yi Fan's blood. At that moment, the pain stored in his heart broke out instantly. He didn't know what happened after he was drunk, but only knew that Yi Fan was beaten by himself. hurt, and he is crying right now.

Seeing Yi Fan collapsed, Yu Lingzheng couldn't bear the pressure in his heart any longer, broke down and burst into tears, hugged him, and released his breath suddenly, supporting Yi Fan's heartbeat that was about to stop.

Yi Fan felt a tinge of warmth, and knew that the spirit of the rain was using his divine breath to stimulate his heart so as not to stop it beating.

"Brother Yu, let go, I..." Yi Fan smiled weakly, and immediately vomited out a mouthful of bright red, making him unable to finish his sentence.

"No, you can't die, I won't let you die." Yu Lingzheng cried and yelled, knowing that his breath would be exhausted, and he would no longer be able to support Yi Fan, so he turned his head and shouted: "Yan Brother, come here, come here quickly."

Yan Xiaoyu immediately rushed into the arena when he heard the words, but the old man shouted: "Stop, the battle is over, no one is allowed to intervene."

"I lost, I admit defeat, what kind of leader, I don't want it anymore." Yu Lingzheng roared hysterically, only to see that his divine aura became ethereal and thin, and Yi Fan's aura became weaker and weaker.

Yan Xiaoyu was furious, and immediately kicked Yu Lingzheng away, and took over to inject divine breath to maintain Yi Fan's heartbeat.

Yu Lingzheng crawled over in embarrassment, no matter what kind of wound medicine, he stuffed it into Yi Fan's mouth, crying: "I didn't mean it, I really didn't..."

Yan Xiaoyu didn't wait for him to finish, slapped him and roared angrily: "Damn, look at the good deeds you have done, keep your eyes open for me to see what you have done, are you happy now? Are you happy now!"

Seeing Yi Fan vomiting mouthfuls of blood, together with the pills, Yu Lingzheng was in turmoil, his previous calm state was gone at this moment, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, not knowing what to do.

In the past, in order to realize their dreams, the three brothers supported each other and improved their martial arts.

In the past, in order to safeguard their dreams, the three brothers shared the same hatred, even though they were in danger, they still fought bravely.

past... past...

"It's my fault, it's my fault, but I..." Yu Lingzheng was speechless, unable to explain.

"I don't blame you, Brother Yan, and you don't blame Brother Yu, Brother Yu must have his own reasons." Yi Fan felt his breath slow down, and seized the opportunity to express his thoughts in a hurry.

"I know he has his reasons, but is there anything we three brothers can't say? Have you all forgotten? No matter how hard it is, we advance and retreat together. Is it impossible for siblings to fight each other?" Yan Xiaoyu still couldn't agree.

At this time, the old man with the mask on his head came slowly and asked Qiao Han: "Miss Qiao, now you are the only one left with a chance, do you want to fight again?"

Qiao Han didn't speak, but shook his head slightly.Then the old man looked at the three of them, shook his head and sighed: "Hey~ Now that the competition for leadership is over, and this generation of five heroes has been released, I think he has only one breath left. Either you withdraw your breath and let him go with peace of mind, or Get the treasure and hurry down the mountain." Then, the old man took out seven exquisite boxes and put them on the ground.

Since Yi Fan and Yan Xiaoyu each killed one person in the ranking battle, they can get an extra order.

Afterwards, De Xiaoyao and Qiao Han took the gift box, turned and left, and everyone dispersed at the same time.

Yu Lingzheng and Yan Xiaoyu didn't understand, when seeing the old man turned around, Yu Lingzheng suddenly called out: "Senior, can you save my brother's life?"

The old man stopped, smiled and said: "There is a way, but I have nothing to do with you, why waste time on you little devils. I don't care about this matter, hehe, after he dies you will Divide his treasures."

When Yu Lingzheng heard that there was hope, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Senior, as long as I can save my brother's life, I, Yu Lingzheng, will be willing to work for you, even if you want me to die."

Yan Xiaoyu kept injecting divine energy, so he couldn't act rashly, so he said: "Senior, this matter is also counted as me. As long as you can save Yi Fan's life, if you say go east, I, Yan Xiaoyu, will never go west."

The old man raised his eyebrows, looking interested: "Hey! Two lives for one, interesting! Interesting, if saving him requires sacrificing the two of you, would you still be willing?"

"No regrets." The two said in unison.

Seeing that the two of them were making serious gestures, the old man laughed loudly and said: "Seeing that you are so determined, if you refuse again, it will appear that I am too heartless, troublesome, really troublesome!" While laughing, the old man took out two boxes and turned to his brother. The two handed it over, and said: "The inner breath mental method you practiced is too weak, I want you to give up the Wulong Zhenjue and the Hulong Zhenjing, and practice the mental method in the box in the future."

When I opened the box, I found a thin book inside, namely "Swallowing Demon Fire" and "Swallowing Immortal Xuanshui".

Listening to the old man's casual words, he can tell the inner breath and mental method that the two of them practiced. This is enough to show that the old man is definitely a master.

"Senior, you can only practice one kind of inner breathing method in your life. Could it be that senior wants us to break up our cultivation and practice again?" Yu Lingzheng asked with a frown.

"That's a common saying. In fact, there are strengths and weaknesses of inner breath mentality. If it is the same mentality, as long as you can find a stronger formula, you can force it to practice and cover it up." Seeing Yan Xiaoyu, the old man frowned more and more. It got tighter and tighter, so he said: "For example, Wulong Zhenjue is a fire-type mind method, and the purgatory magic fire is also a fire-type method. Compared with the two, the demon-swallowing fire is more subtle, so it is It can be forced to practice. Anyway, between the same attributes, there is also a relationship between the weak and the strong, but if you originally practice water-based mental methods, and then switch to refining fire, you will only end up exploding and dying."

The two of them understood what they heard, so they stopped being wordy, Yan Xiaoyu said: "As long as we practice these two methods separately, you are willing to help?"

"It's ridiculous, I'm just reminding you two, it's only good for you, it's not good for me." The old man rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I just want you two to agree to one request, as for what request, I didn't think of it for a while, but when I need it in the future, I will naturally go to you."

The two agreed in unison, and as soon as the words were finished, the old man took out a bottle from Yi Fan's reward, took out three pills from it, and put them into Yi Fan's mouth.

The old man's face was calm, and suddenly a white flame burst out from his body, rushing into Yi Fan's body.

"Ah!" Yi Fan woke up and shouted, his voice was like howls of evil ghosts, and the continuous violent air waves came out ring after ring, forcing Yan Xiaoyu and Yu Lingzheng hard to get close.

I saw that his body was recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't worry, this pill is called 'Breaking Yuan Golden Pill', whether it's an external injury or an internal injury, as long as you still have breath, take it in time, it's hard to die." The old man smiled lightly, his breath suddenly raised, Yi Fan cried Even more crazy.

Half an hour later, the white light on Yi Fan's body suddenly dissipated. Although the blood did not come out, his complexion was obviously much better.

The two were overjoyed, they went forward to check, and sure enough, the treasure pill was very effective. Yi Fan, who was only one step away from death, was very weak at this time, but his injuries were no longer serious.

"Thank you...senior...." Yu Lingzheng turned around to thank him, but found that the old man had left at some point, and there was no one else waiting in the Colosseum except for three people.

Seeing him wandering around, Yan Xiaoyu sighed: "Don't look, Ling Yiyi had already left when you went crazy."

Yu Lingzheng had no time to ask, and looked at Yi Fan with concern, "How do you feel? Is it better? It's all my fault..."

Seeing that he started to blame himself again, Yi Fan interrupted with a smile: "Brother don't say these things, I'm fine." Strength, this body is not as good as it is at this moment.

Hearing the word "brother", Yu Lingzheng was taken aback and said: "You said we are still..." Feeling Yi Fan's meticulous demeanor, his eyes turned red.

"Nonsense! Of course we are brothers." Yi Fan smiled brightly and said, "Brothers are just fighting. Didn't you come here like this before? I just didn't expect that your wine taste is so bad."