God-level Punishment System

"Woo!"

In the air, there was a soft sound from the alien races with fleshy wings behind them, and all the alien races instantly retreated and fled away.

Wang Haochen swung a sword, and after cutting down eight or nine alien races again, he did not continue pursuing, but he took the long sword in his hand and fell to the ancestor of the Zhan family.

"I have seen the ancestor of the Zhan family!" Wang Haochen gave a slight bow, and then his eyes fell on the ancestor of the Zhan family.

He has many questions in his heart, and he needs the ancestors of the exhibition family to help him solve them.

The ancestor of the Zhan family looked at Wang Haochen standing in front of him, but the shocked expression on his face remained for a long time.

Even the excitement of the rest of his life after the catastrophe was concealed by the sense of horror surging in his heart.

At this moment, there is only shock in his heart, nothing else.

"His strength has actually been so strong..." the Zhan family ancestor muttered in his heart.

"Ancestor, why are you alone here, where are you, King Wu?" Wang Haochen asked, staring at the ancestor of the Zhan family.

The appearance of the ancestors of the Zhan family and the Lu family made him a little surprised, and he even began to guess whether the two had betrayed King Wu and escaped.

"We're all gone..." Seeing Wang Haochen's sharp eyes, the ancestor of the Zhan family cleared his consciousness slightly and said.

But when he just said a sentence, he saw Wang Haochen's face suddenly change, with a trace of panic in his anxiety.

Even in the face of dozens of blood-wing alien races, Wang Haochen was calm and composed. At this time, his face suddenly changed, causing the ancestors of the Zhan family to jump in their hearts.

"Is he worried about King Wu and the others, or is there a strong enemy?" In an instant, countless thoughts surged from the heart of the ancestor of the exhibition family.

But before he asked, a terrifying aura suddenly exploded in Wang Haochen's body, and his figure flashed before disappearing in front of his eyes.

The breath in Wang Haochen's body swept away like a violent wind, so that even the ancestors of the Zhan family couldn't stabilize their figure, and their steps were swaying.

When he turned his head and looked around, he only saw a disappearing figure hundreds of feet away on the left.

"So fast?" The ancestor of the Zhan family was horrified.

After staying in place for a few breaths, the ancestor of the Zhan family turned slightly, flew to the left, and chased in the direction where Wang Haochen disappeared.

He has tasted the pain of wandering in the blood world alone, and now he has met Wang Haochen, who is already so terrifying in strength, and has given him a chance to survive.

Wang Haochen rushed through the blood world. His speed made the Zhan family ancestors feel astonished, but he still felt that he was not fast enough. He desperately urged the vitality in his body and increased his speed. He immediately pulled out a line behind his figure. Practicing general afterimages.

He is desperate!

Just now, in the punishment system, he saw the figures of Shen Fan and Xiao Yan, both of whom were covered in blood, and were chased by hundreds of strong foreign fighters. The situation was extremely critical.

"Hold on, I'll be there soon!" Wang Haochen's consciousness has been following the situation of Shen Fan and Xiao Yan in the penalty system, but he is really not sure if he can make it before they fall.

How could this happen? Didn't they use the space-moving rune to teleport away? How could they still be chased by foreign races?

When Wang Haochen ignored the curtain, Shen Fan was already badly injured, and the space rune needed consciousness to lock the teleportation. Each teleportation location was different.

Shen Fan's situation is extremely wonderful, it seems to be supported entirely by obsession.

His whole body was stained with blood, layer after layer of blood stains, all on his robe, forming a thick black shell, and the robe was also tattered, and criss-cross wounds could be seen on his body.

Some wounds were extremely scary, enough to kill him. Many white bones were exposed on his body. Above his waist and ribs, there was a blood hole with a big bowl. The blood flowed slowly, and through the blood hole, it was faint. Can see his squirming organs.

There was no trace of blood on his face, the blood vessels were all shriveled, and the blood seemed to have drained all over his body.

Such an injury, if it were an ordinary person, would have died a long time ago, but Su Lie was still supporting it, and there was a person on his back, that was Xiao Yan, tightly tied to his back.

Xiao Yan's condition was not much better than Shen Fan's, and he was weaker, and had a lot of wounds on his body, but fortunately, none of them were critical.

Although Shen Fan was extremely injured, he seemed to have entered a strange state, and his energy and spirit remained in a terrible state with extremely abnormal spirits. His eyes were blood red, as if he had already fallen into a demon.

His body was already exhausted, but because of that spirit, his combat power was still extremely terrifying, and the strongest fighters who dared to chase behind him were killed by him extremely concisely and brutally.

Looking at the way he shot, Wang Haochen felt a little bit chill. He seemed to have completely abandoned his body, no matter how his physical injuries were getting worse, every time he shot, he just wanted to kill his opponent in the simplest way.

In the repeated struggles, the bones on his body were cracking and breaking.

Among the blood qi pervading his body, there are seven blood qi constantly squirming, closely following him, like bloodthirsty piranhas, showing sharp teeth from time to time, and biting on Shen Fan.

They left more than half of the terrifying injuries on Shen Fan.

Xiao Yan lay on Shen Fan's back, looking at Shen Fan's profile, tears constantly rolling in his eyes.

"Go by yourself, leave me alone, you will die..." Xiao Yan choked weakly.

Shen Fan stared at the front with scarlet eyes, and continued to rush towards him, unmoved.

Three years ago, he didn't speak any more, he was always supported by an obsession and kept him moving forward.

"Shen Fan, okay if you wake up, so that we can't leave, let me go, you may still have a chance to live..." Xiao Yan cried in his ear.

"boom!"

A Xeon fighter chased him behind and launched an attack suddenly.

Shen Fan didn't even turn around, and his palm came out instantly. Fingers that had already exposed his phalanx, like sharp iron claws, kicked back from the huge Xeon Warrior. With a twist of his arm, he cut Zhang Yuzhang's leg bones. Soy sauce came out.

"Huhuhu!"

Almost at the same time, the groups of blood moving beside him instantly found an opportunity, like a shark that smelled blood, appeared within a short distance of him, and their arms suddenly protruded and patted Shen Fan.

"Shen Fan!" Xiao Yan flashed anxiously in his eyes, and suddenly exclaimed.

Shen Fan's red eyes turned slightly, and the long sword in his right hand suddenly came out in a circle, slashing down at those arms like lightning.

He rushed for a full seven o'clock, rushing non-stop, maintaining that state, his soul consciousness seemed to have undergone an abnormal change, and his consciousness reaction became extremely keen.

The arms retracted in an instant, but more arms came out of blood.

"puff!"

A blood-red sword pierced his shoulder blade, and even Xiao Yan's body was pierced all at once.

Xiao Yan snorted slightly, his face became paler and his breath became weaker.

"dead!"

Shen Fan spoke suddenly, his voice cold, like metal rubbing.

He sticks out his palm and directly holds the blood-red long sword pierced into his shoulder, which is deeply embedded in his metacarpal bones, but the expression on his face remains unchanged, and he seems to have lost consciousness of the pain.

"call out!"

As his voice sounded, a bright sword light instantly pierced the blood group Zheng

"puff!"

The figure of a silver-winged alien race had just condensed, and the sword light penetrated into his body. Then a cloud of sword light exploded instantly, stirring him into his body.

"Puff puff puff..."

The flesh and bones flew around, blood splattered like water, and within a short breath, the figure turned into pieces.

Shen Fan hummed softly in his nose, and there was an extremely violent demon aura spreading out of his body, making the clusters of blood qi surrounding him seem to be frightened, and instantly retreated a little.

"He has killed the four of us..." In the mass of blood, a frightened voice rang.

When they received the task and rushed over, Shen Fan seemed to have fallen down at any time, but they had chased and killed five, and Shen Fan still did not fall. Of the ten of them, four had fallen.

"Don't be afraid, as long as he is still a human, it is definitely the limit." Amidst the blood, another voice sounded.

But even he himself didn't seem to be sure of his judgment.

Is this guy still human? The blood on his body is about to drain, and there are four or five fatalities on his body. How can he kill and not die?

"I don't want to drag it anymore, let's go together and kill him." Amidst his blood, someone said again.

Shen Fan has been supporting it until now. The shocking perseverance has given them a great impact. They don't know how long Shen Fan can last, and they are also terrified, afraid that someone will die in Shen Fan's hands.

With Shen Fan's current situation, the remaining six of them worked hard, and then cooperated with the Xeon fighters behind, the probability of killing Shen Fan should be extremely high.

"kill!"

Amidst those clusters of blood, screams rang out, with a biting chill.

In the rear, those huge Xeon fighters also received their orders and began to attack with all their strength.

In an instant, Shen Fan and Xiao Yan were like dead leaves caught in the wind, which could shatter at any time.

Shen Fan stopped, the long sword in his hand hung down to his side, and the blood tickled down the blade. His red eyes turned slightly, and there was a fierce red light in his eyes.

"Shen Fan, remember to come to me early in your next life..." Xiao Yan murmured, leaning her face on Shen Fan's shoulder, slowly closing her eyes, two drops of clear tears falling down.

The alien race was desperate to fight, and with Shen Fan's current state, there would never be another chance.

In Shen Fan's red eyes, the light fluctuated slightly, but then the blood in his eyes became more intense.

"Boom boom boom..."

The Xeon Warrior and the six silver-winged alien races launched their attacks instantly, and their fierce attacks brought a roaring wind toward Shen Fan and Xiao Yan.

(End of this chapter)