The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Phew!

Phew!

Chen Fan's seven orifices were bleeding, with blood and fire, and the skin all over his body was cracked. There was no blood flowing out, only bloody flames rising out.

Even so, there was no sign of surrender in Chen Fan's eyes, his fierce light became colder, his moves became more fierce, and he attacked Wang Fuchen crazily.

His brain was burned and his consciousness was close to coma.

There was only one thought left in his mind, which was to attack Wang Fuchen and keep attacking until he killed Wang Fuchen.

"He...has gone completely crazy!"

Everyone around looked at Chen Fan's condition, and their pupils shrank sharply.

How terrible!

Some people who originally came to watch the show couldn't help but have a look of respect in their eyes when they saw Chen Fan at this moment.

Of course, Zhongli and the people from Fuyun Sword Sect looked happy.

"Xiao Fan..." Qin Yao slumped on the ground helplessly, staring blankly at Chen Fan's figure, heartbroken and unable to breathe.

She recalled scenes from her past with Chen Fan.

Before that, she didn't have much interaction with Chen Fan, and she didn't pay much attention to this junior brother until Chen Fan killed Liao Feng and hid in the Qingyang Mountains.

In order to reassure Qin Changkong, she entered the Qingyang Mountains to look for Chen Fan and ensure Chen Fan's safety.

However, she failed to find where Chen Fan was, and instead was injured by the monster, which gave the two Shanhe Sect people an opportunity to take advantage of him.

At the critical moment, Chen Fan appeared, saved her, sucked the fire of lust into his body, and bore the pain of burning desire for her.

This time was the closest contact she had with Chen Fan.

Scenes of memories came to mind.

Until this moment, Chen Fan came to this bloody cliff regardless of the danger of his life, just to save him, even if he died.

"Haha, what do you think, little bastard, so what if you took the Blood-Burning Pill and raised your cultivation level to the ninth level of Qi Sect? In front of me, you are still an ant, and you are still vulnerable. How about that? Are you desperate?"

"This is your punishment for disrespecting my Fuyun Sword Sect!"

Wang Fuchen laughed crazily, and his sword was extremely sharp, breaking Chen Fan's attack and leaving deep wounds on Chen Fan's body.

"Ah ah ah, kill kill kill!"

Chen Fan ignored him, his eyes were blood red, and he fought frantically.

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

"Indestructible!"

"Lawless!"

"Invincible!"

"Everything returns to its origin!"

Chen Fan roared crazily and used the "Invincible King Fist" crazily.

The three-headed and six-armed image was like a group of demons dancing wildly. The six arms performed these six moves at the same time, and the impact was shocking.

Poof! Poof!

There were continuous sounds, the air was exploded, and the sword light was shattered.

The violent energy swept around and impacted Wang Fuchen's body. Even though he had Yuanli to protect his body, the terrible power caused the energy and blood in his body to tremble.

Bang bang bang!

Chen Fan was brave enough to attack without fear of death.

The shadows of fists flew, and the two people kept colliding. Their bodies moved in all directions on the platform. In a short time, the two people collided no less than a hundred times.

Chen Fan has a pair of iron fists, and the "All-Seeing Divine Art" is operating to the extreme, extremely hard.

It exudes a faint golden light, destroying everything, simple, rough, and direct, "The Undefeated King's Fist" is blasted repeatedly.

Wang Fuchen's sword danced, and each sword carried a terrifying killing power, breaking through everything and causing multiple wounds on Chen Fan's body from time to time.

Everyone around was stunned.

"This Chen Fan is really terrifying. Even if he used the Burning Blood Pill to briefly improve his cultivation to the ninth stage of Qi Sect, he can fight like this with Wang Fuchen. I have to say it is a miracle."

"A miracle is a miracle. It's a pity that such a genius is about to die."

"Yes, it's such a pity. But the people in the Spring and Autumn Sect are too cowardly. The young man in white is probably Zhongli. I heard that he is the number one person in the outer sect of the Spring and Autumn Sect. He has great airbending skills, but he doesn't even help."

"It's useless for them to take action. Wang Fuchen's strength is too terrifying. If he takes action, he will be implicated. It's not worth it. After all, Chen Fan is a man who must die."

"..."

Everyone was talking a lot. Looking at Chen Fan's miserable appearance, they all couldn't bear it, but they were extremely impressed in their hearts.

Wang Fuchen captured Qin Yao and forced Chen Fan to come to the rescue. Knowing that this was a fatal situation, he still came resolutely.

This alone makes people feel respected and admired.

...

The time of a stick of incense passed quickly.

The powerful aura on Chen Fan's body began to decline, and his attack power was suddenly greatly reduced.

"Haha, little bastard, all the blood in your body has burned out. Now, you won't survive without me taking action!"

Wang Fuchen sneered and said, he actually put away his sword and no longer attacked Chen Fan, but kept moving and dodging.

"Originally, with your talent, even if you are not as good as me, Wang Fuchen, you will still be extraordinary in the future. But unfortunately, the worst thing you did was to offend me, Wang Fuchen."

"Although the realm-breaking pill is of little use to me, even if you get the thing that Wang Fuchen likes, you should give it to me with both hands, because it is your honor."

"It's a pity that you chose to injure Wang Tengfei, and even brought shame to our Fuyun Sword Sect on Longshan Mountain. Everything is doomed for your death. This blessed land of Longshan is your burial place."

Wang Fuchen laughed wildly with a victor's attitude, and his tone was condescending.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Chen Fan stumbled, paused, and spurted out mouthfuls of black blood.

He felt extremely weak, and felt dizzy. He fell heavily to the ground, and had no strength left.

The power of the Blood Burning Pill was exhausted.

The blood in his body was almost burned out, and his flesh and blood cells were all withered. He looked skinny and very creepy.

Wang Fuchen walked over with a sneer, stepped on Chen Fan's face, and grinned: "Little bastard, is it painful? Do you want to die?"

As he said that, he grabbed Chen Fan's neck again, lifted Chen Fan up, and punched Chen Fan in the stomach.

He didn't use much strength, because he was afraid that he would beat Chen Fan to death with too much strength, and he still had to humiliate Chen Fan.

Chen Fan retched in pain, but there was no blood, only fragments of internal organs.

However, the pain Wang Fuchen brought him was nothing compared to the aftereffects of the Blood Burning Pill.

Chen Fan felt as if his body was being pierced by countless red-hot knives, cutting off his flesh bit by bit.

It was extremely painful.

Wang Fuchen's heavy punches kept falling on Chen Fan's body, completely destroying every bone, every inch of muscle, and every meridian in Chen Fan's body. He also spoke the most fierce and humiliating words, a double blow to the body and mind.

Chen Fan had been beaten beyond human form.

It was extremely miserable!