"Now it's your turn!" Yan Chuan stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on his lips, smiling evilly. wWw,QuAnBen-XIaoShuo,cOM
"No, no, you devil, you devil!" Wei Bing turned around in horror and ran away.
"Just then did I remember to run? Sword Nineteen~~~~~~~~~!"
When the Jade Emperor Sword was turned over, a huge force came out from the palm of his palm. Wei Bing suddenly appeared in all directions like a phantom of the Jade Emperor Sword with thousands of handles.
"What, how come?" Wei Bing said in horror.
Wei Bing felt that these ten thousand phantoms seemed to be real, ten thousand blood swords
On the other side, when Yan Chuan used the Nineteen Sword, a huge force poured into the Jade Emperor Sword.
"Not enough?" Yan Chuan showed a hideous look on his face.
"Boom!"
More star power rushed into Yan Chuan's body.
"Crack, click, click!"
On the surface of Yan Chuan, cracks appeared one after another, and blood was bursting. Obviously, the star power had reached the limit of Yan Chuan, and Yan Chuan's flesh was about to burst.
But at this moment, the evil Yan Chuan didn't care at all, still staring at Wei Bing.
"Die!" Yan Chuan said harshly.
Wan Jian shot Wei Bing directly.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Even though Wei Bing was supporting the wall of air, the power of Sword Nineteen was too strong, breaking through all the defenses of Wei Bing, and the sword exploded.
"boom!"
Wei Bing exploded and opened.
"Om!"
Ten thousand swords return to one.
"Boom!"
Yan Chuan also fell into the big lake from midair.
Wei Bing and Wei Ding were crushed to pieces, and the surrounding lake was half sinking, and the surrounding mountains and trees were in a mess, showing the difficulty of the battle.
The starlight pillar suddenly disappeared.
But the cracks left on Yan Chuan's body surface did not disappear. He had suffered a hundred sword wounds, and now thousands of cracks have been added.
Weakly crawled out of the big lake.
"It's clean now!" Weakly smiled evilly.
Taking a look around, Yan Chuan stepped and shot at the forest again.
Because of the serious injury, the speed is not fast.
Soon after Yan Chuan left, a large number of repairers gathered again by the big lake.
Numerous foreign practitioners arrived at the Great Lake.
"There was a battle here!"
"The mountain over there has also been leveled, the least battle of the gods!"
"Could it be Yan Chuan?"
"Impossible! Yan Chuan is only in the realm... !"
"Talent?"
"He's only in the fine state, then my father hasn't been born yet!"
"...… …!"
"Keep looking! Yan Chuan, Wei Bing, and Wei Ding, they should be not far from here!"
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The sky is getting brighter, and one day is coming soon.
This whole day, Yan Chuan killed countless, this day, the blood demon came to life, so many people remember the name of Yan Chuan. On this day, the unequal and brilliant battles fascinated countless strong men.
Yan Chuan shuttled between the mountains and forests.
The whole body is wounded, almost to the point of being incomplete.
The speed of traveling in the mountains and forests is not fast, very unpleasant!
The blood mist surrounding Yan Chuan gradually dissipated, and the blood-red hair gradually shortened, and from the original blood-red to black.
He started running through the mountains and forests, and his blood-colored pupils slowly recovered.
The super magical powers slowly receded, and gradually, Yan Chuan recovered himself. Restored to the beginning.
Coming out of the gorefiend state, the injuries on his body immediately made Yan Chuan feel the pain to the bone.