"boom!"
With Ye Fan's body as the center of the circle, the terrifying killing aura is like a roaring wave of anger, surging in all directions.
No one can resist such killing intent!
Ye Fan seemed to be a peerless killing god, and his mind moved, and a million corpses fell.
Dragons have inverse scales, and they must be guilty of touching them.
For Ye Fan, his lover and friend are Nilin.
Although he didn't know what happened in the mansion before, Ruan Hongli's tragic condition stung his soul.
At the same time, everyone in the Ruan Family, Yu Wentai, Iron Eagle Swordsman, etc. were all stunned by Ye Fan's murderous aura. They stood there, shuddering, and didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.
"Huh? Red carp, are you poisoned?"
Ye Fan's face was solemn, and he realized that the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth had turned black, and there was an extremely overbearing aura in her body that was rampant, madly destroying the internal organs, six internal organs, and the odd meridians.
At the beginning, Xiang Pojun, the leader of the Eastern Excalibur, had fought against several powerful men, leaving behind terrifying and concealed wounds in his body, making him paralyzed.
And now, Ruan Hongli's injuries are more than a thousand times more terrifying than Xiang Pojun.
If it hadn't been for her to have a Wanjun body, she would have fainted long ago.
Ye Fan's eyes shrank, urging the power of Qinglong into her body, but to no avail.
That terrifying poison was more domineering and cruel than he thought.
"Xiao Fan, don't waste your internal energy, what I have is the poison of'eight-step heartbroken', there is no cure! But I am satisfied to see you before I die!"
Ruan Hongli leaned against his chest, his beautiful eyes were full of affection, as if he wanted to imprint his appearance firmly in the depths of his soul, even if he would not forget it in the next life.
"Xiao Fan, if there is an afterlife, I will be your bride again!" Ruan Hongli said, her delicate body began to twitch.
She could feel that she was about to be unable to suppress the toxicity of the "eight-step heartbroken", and her consciousness had begun to blur.
"Do not!!!"
Ye Fan let out an earth-shattering roar: "Red carp, I won't let you die, even Ten Temple Yama will not take you away!"
He didn't know what "eight-step heartbroken" was, but he was certain that it was a highly toxic substance.
He knows how to refine pills, but it is definitely too late to refine pills. As for acupuncture and moxibustion, I am afraid it will not be effective.
Suddenly, Ye Fan bit his fingertips abruptly, and blood gurgled out, with a hint of pale gold in the red.
"drink!"
Ye Fan handed his finger to Ruan Hongli's lips.
Ruan Hongli didn't understand this move, but he subconsciously accepted it.
Ye Fan's blood didn't have any smell, on the contrary, it exuded a faint fragrance like a jade jade liquid, which was sweet and sweet.
Soon, Ruan Hongli found an unspeakable mysterious force, rushing to his own limbs.
In that power, there is endless vitality, which seems to be able to live to death, flesh and bones, and even reduce the toxins of "Eight Steps".
Of course, it was just a reduction, but it was not completely eliminated.
The condition of Ruan Hong Carp's body is still very pessimistic. The meridians are broken, and the internal organs are severely damaged.
That vitality force forms a kind of balance with the toxin of "Eight Steps of Broken Heart", which is inseparable.
But anyway, after being hit by the legendary
eight-step heartbroken
, not only did not faint, but the toxicity was temporarily suppressed...
This situation and situation can only be described by the word "miracle".
In fact, looking at nine heavens and ten places, Ye Fan’s Heavenly Overlord Body is one of the most powerful physiques. He has already undergone a rebirth and blood exchange. By coincidence, he also got Phoenix essence blood. The flowing blood contains Nirvana. force.
It is precisely by the power of Nirvana that can force Ruan Hongli to continue his life.
...
Seeing Ruan Hongli's aura gradually stabilized, everyone present showed incredible expressions and was extremely surprised.
No one would have thought that Ye Fan's blood could suppress the toxin of "Eight Steps of Heartbroken"!
At this time, Yuwentai half-squinted his eyes, looked up and down Ye Fan, and said gloomily: "Boy, I have some skill... But if this son is right, your cultivation is only the realm of God Transformation! If you do, get out immediately, otherwise, even you will be killed!"
Yu Wentai's tone was arrogant and didn't pay attention to Ye Fan at all.
In his opinion, even if Ye Fan came from Yunhai Xianmen, what about it?
If it was a certain elder who crossed the robbery, he would still be a little bit afraid, but Ye Fan was just the third transformation of the gods, and he was not afraid at all.
"It's you who forced the red carp to drink the poison?"
Ye Fan's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and the anger contained in his voice was heart palpitating.
"That's right! This son not only poisoned her, but also made her a concubine and let her dance a striptease in the crowd...what, do you have any comments?"
Yu Wentai said, turning his head to look at Ruan Hongli, jokingly: "Little bitch, I didn't expect you to have a flower protector by your side, but it's a pity... his strength is too weak, he's just a waste. There are no shoes, just pick one of the Iron Eagle Swordsmen, and they are much better than him!"
Yu Wentai thinks he is sure of winning, and he is extremely arrogant, but he doesn't know who he offended.
His provocation just now was like opening the door of and releasing the devil.
At this moment, there was no wave on Ye Fan's face, as if he had fallen into extreme calm.
Things must be reversed!
When the anger is extreme, such an expression will appear.
"You're dead!"
Ye Fan spoke slowly, as if he was sentenced to death.
Hearing this, Yuwentai laughed and said: "Haha...it's ridiculous, any cat or dog, dare to scream in front of this young man! Dealing with you, such a weak chicken, simply dirty my hands!"
This sentence is not Yuwentai pretending to be compelling.
As the deputy commander of the Iron Eagle Swordsman, he has the power of Rank 6 of God Transformation, and he usually faces more powerful enemies.
A mere cultivator of the Third Rank Transformation God couldn't get into his eyes at all.
"Iron Eagle Swordsman followed the order and killed this kid! Oh, yes, his blood is a little weird, remember to collect it!" Yuwentai ordered.
"Yes!"
More than a dozen iron eagle swordsmen said in unison, and then stared at Ye Fan with sharp eyes, as if he were a corpse.
They are a division of tigers and wolves. With their joint efforts, even the Ruan Jun of the Eighth Transformation Realm was captured in an instant, and it was effortless to deal with the cultivators of the Third Transformation Transition.
"Swish swish swish swish!"
More than a dozen iron eagle swordsmen were in trouble at the same time, and they cooperated with each other in an incomparable tacit agreement to form an overwhelming web without any flaws.
The corners of Yu Wentai's mouth rose slightly, revealing a cruel smile.
He can be sure that after one breath, Ye Fan will die under the sword of the Iron Eagle Swordsman, without any exception.
Between the sparks and the fire, more than a dozen profound iron epees pierced Ye Fan's vitals from various tricky directions.
However, the expected sound of a sharp knife entering the body did not come.
More than a dozen swords seemed to pass through Ye Fan's figure directly in the air, and the iron eagle swordsmen all showed a dazed look.
...
"Fake? This is a ghost?!"
Yuwentai took the lead to recover and exclaimed.
On Tianshu Star, there are many fake and real tricks, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of move that can completely imitate the aura of the deity.
This is at least a supernatural power above the heavenly rank.
"Where is his deity?"
Not only Yuwentai, everyone in the venue is looking around, looking around, looking for Ye Fan's figure.
Soon, everyone noticed that Ye Fan appeared in the open space ten meters away, his eyes were deadly.
In his hand, there was also a wooden sword.
Yin Hong blood gurgled down the wooden sword, smudging blood lotus on the ground.
"Whose blood is it?"
This problem emerged in everyone's hearts.
"Stab! Stab! Stab..."
Suddenly, there was a series of tearing noises in the field, one after another, which seemed particularly harsh in the silence.
Immediately afterwards, an incredible picture appeared in the eyes of everyone
Around the necks of the dozen or so iron eagle swordsmen, blood gushed out along the cracks in the armor like a fountain, instantly staining half of their bodies.
"Plop! Plop! Plop..."
Immediately, these iron eagle swordsmen fell to the ground, completely dead.
Ye Fan lowered his head and looked down at their corpses, his eyes sharp, without the slightest pity.
Draw the sword and stain the blood, angry for the Yiren!
