Great Heaven Sovereign

Invincible, has always been a lonely road.

At the moment, Yang Fan is already showing this essence.

He stood in the dark, lonely and brave, facing the three strong stars.

"Huh?"

Sand wall three people look at each other, some accidents. It seems that facing Yang Fan in this posture makes them feel very uncomfortable.

"What's going on? Why is his breath getting stronger?" Shabi was the first to find the problem. He felt the change of Yang Fan's breath and his face became embarrassed.

"Hole empty? No, it's still climbing. What's this means?"

"He... What did he do? Was he possessed?"

All three were shocked.

Because at the moment, Yang Fan has completely changed.

Under his closed eyes, blood marks appeared on his face, and his skin seemed to be split. In the tight bloodstains, it was as if blood was flowing continuously.

There is also an atmosphere of wanton action, and the fighting spirit of Tianzong is bursting out.

It's just that they don't know what power it is.

"Kill, you can't wait any longer." The sand wall reacts.

He didn't know what had happened to Yang Fan and what means it was. But he knew that if they continued to wait, they might not be able to win Yang Fan.

Brush!

The next moment, he took the initiative to force Yang Fan directly.

At the moment of his figure action, Yang Fan also moved.

Their figures were intertwined in an instant.

The yuan force on Shabi's body rolls like crazy and blows out one punch at a time.

The same is true of Yang Fan.

For a moment, the darkness was full of sparks from their strength. Yang Fan's figure was blown away, but in a flash, he rushed over directly.

"How could this happen? What exactly is this means?"

Sand wall was more and more shocked.

Because he can clearly perceive that there is no yuan force on Yang Fan.

On the contrary, there is another terrible force flowing, which seems to surpass the realm, which makes them palpitation. What is more frightening is that at this time, when Yang Fan fought with him, it was like losing his mind. There was no point in life and death and no fear of pain.

Moreover, more war, more courage.

Every time he collides with Yang Fan, Yang Fan's next attack will be even stronger.

This change made him fear.

"Star gate, open!"

Finally, the sand wall shouted and roared up to the sky.

In an instant, the sky rolled, as if a door had been torn open directly.

At the next moment, stars fell directly from the nothingness of the sky. As the light fell on him.

In his hand, an unreal common handle appeared directly.

"Long sword without shadow, star sword, cut!"

Brush!

The sword light turned into starlight fell on Yang Fan.

But at the moment, Yang Fan seems to be unknown. The ghost's eyes flickered with ferocity, surging with boundless war spirit, and directly shook the sword shadow.

Pooh Pooh!

The sword shadows penetrated Yang Fan's body in an instant. In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan directly became a blood man.

This scene appeared, and everyone's expression on the void changed.

Even the people of Sha nationality feel a little unbearable.

Pheasant Ji looked at Yang Fan who had become a bloody man, and there was a strange emotion in her eyes.

That emotion is called worry.

"How did this emotion come about?" Pheasant Ji quickly suppressed it, but the more she suppressed it, the mood was like a surge, and it was even more rampant.

Or, even he didn't want to understand why he was worried about Yang Fan.

And the old man was moved at this time.

He smashed his mouth and smoked the cigarette gun in his hand one after another.

"Grandpa, why don't you do it." Nearby, the young man with a heroic face said.

"Don't do it." Said the old man.

"Are you so confident in him?" Asked the young man.

"No, I'm also flustered now. But I can't do it." The old man said faintly.

On the other hand, Sha Tongtian's face is constantly changing, and he seems to be thinking about why Yang Fan is like this at the moment.

However, at the moment, his heart was settled.

Because now, it can basically be qualitative.

There is no doubt that Yang Fan will die.

Even the power of the xingmen realm broke out. It would be ridiculous if you couldn't solve a divine pill.

Look again, in the dark.

Yang Fan's whole body was covered with blood.

But... This is his own blood.

"You're not dead this time!" The sand wall gave a cold sound.

But at this time, Yang Fan, who had stagnated in the void, suddenly looked up.

At the same time, his breath soared at this moment.

The initial stage, middle stage and later stage of hole deficiency

It soared all the way until Yang Fan's breath soared to the peak of Dongxu.

"This... How is this possible!" The sand wall was stunned.

But,

There was no response.

On Yang Fan's body, the breath was fixed in the hole empty moment, Yang Fan moved.

For a moment, he turned into a blood color and went straight to the sand wall.

"Not good!" The sand wall suddenly felt a sense of crisis that had not been seen for a long time.

Subconsciously, he opened the Stargate again, directly condensed the sword of the Stargate again between breathing, and then cut it violently.

But this time, Yang Fan didn't bear it passively, but took it with both hands, directly shrouded the endless sword shadow in his arms, and then kneaded it into a ball.

Finally, he threw it towards the sand wall.

Boom!

"No!"

There was a loud noise and a scream. The two voices appeared almost at the same time. When the light and shadow disappeared, the figure of the sand wall had been pinned on the wall of the earth.

But

This is not the end.

Because at the moment when his figure was fixed on it, Yang Fan moved.

He turned into a blood shadow and immediately pasted it in front of the sand wall.

Then, one punch out.

Boom!

The sound of loud noise appeared, and the head of Shabi was directly smashed into the soil under this punch.

Boom!

Another punch and his chest collapsed.

Boom!

One more punch, his body was directly roared.

Three fists fell, and Shabi's body had completely collapsed. His arms and limbs were broken and bloody.

The whole process is also very simple and rough for Yang Fan, as if this is his way of fighting.

"Little beast, I want you to die, I want you to die!"

Also at this time, a virtual shadow floated out of the collapsed body of the sand wall.

Nature is his spirit.

At this moment, there is endless hatred in the sand wall's eyes.

You know, to their degree, their flesh collapses and their combat power directly collapses. Even if there is a spirit left, they can only survive. Even if they lose, they may not be able to reach the current level.

It can be said that everything about him has been destroyed by Yang Fan.

Not only destroyed his past, but also destroyed his future.

Yang Fan, however, was lost in thought at the moment.

He looked at the spirit of the sand wall. There was no luster on his bloody face. Only the ghost eyes flickered, which could show that he was still alive at this time.

But this tranquility didn't last long. Just a breath, Yang Fan shot again.

He broke the illusion with his hands and squeezed the spirit of the sand wall in his hands.

Then, a chill appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Move gently!

Boom!

Spirit burst!

In this world, there is no breath of sand wall.