Urban Madness

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"war!"

Ye Fan screamed with all his strength, resounding through the world, echoing in the entire Dragon Burial Valley.

Even at such a terrible level, he never flinched.

The heart of fighting is endless!

The world is not dead, never surrender!

"Stab!"

The sword of Zhu Xian pierced the sky, the light of the sword flickered, and its power was more violent than the previous Ultimate Sword. It seemed to be able to cut through the eternity and shred time...

This sword was too fast, when the sword light appeared in the eyes of everyone, the blade had actually penetrated Ye Fan's chest deeply.

"She!"

The sound of a sharp blade entering the body came.

Although there was no such thing as stabbing the heart, Ye Fan's chest was almost completely penetrated, and red blood spewed from the wound like a fountain.

The sword of Zhu Xian carried thousands of years of evil energy, and it crazily poured into Ye Fan's body, destroying every inch of his meridians.

Under the attention of everyone, Ye Fan's body shook wildly, staggering for a while, like a lonely boat vacillating in the storm.

His injuries were too serious, and he could barely support his body with the ancient spear in his hand.

However, he still gritted his teeth and stood.

Even if it's covered in blood!

Even with bruises all over!

Even dying!

Even if half of your foot has stepped into the ghost gate!

Ye Fan has never been afraid!

Even if he became a trapped beast, before he died, he would have to make the enemy pay a painful price.

Looking at Ye Fan, who was covered in blood, all the monks present were silent.

Even if they were the elders of the Ancient Nine Sects, and had a blood feud with Ye Fan, admiration was born in their hearts at this moment.

There is no doubt about the power of the Zhuxian Sword Array.

Any true immortal present, even a strong master at the Sect Master level, would instantly disappear and die, without any possibility of surviving.

But Ye Fan, after being bombarded by Jue Xian Sword and Zhu Xian Sword, was still standing.

His physical strength and determination completely surpassed all monks' expectations, and he had to admire him.

This is a respectable opponent!

However, they all knew that no matter what, Ye Fan was dead today, and would definitely die under this Zhuxian Sword Formation, even if True Immortal Qingming came, it would be difficult to save him.

"Quickly, kill this evil barrier! As long as you kill him and gain luck, the entire Tianshu star will be our world!" The abbot of Prajna Temple couldn't help but urge.

Hearing this, Danqiuzi's eyes shone brightly, and his eyes were full of insufferable murderous aura.

He squeezed the sword art, pointed at the sky again, and shouted:

"Cut it again!"

And a hole, the sinking fairy sword located in the western sky, the light shines like a brilliance that has absorbed hundreds of millions of stars, flashing at this moment.

"Crack! Click! Click..."

Immediately, there was a cracking sound, and the space around the Sinking Sword became fragmented and completely cut apart. The sky was like a broken mirror. This scene was creepy.

Under the coercion, the ancestor of the baoren and the king of Qingjiao couldn't help vomiting blood, their knees were weak, and they fell directly on the ground.

Although they were not hit by the Fierce Sword, they were in the Zhuxian Sword Formation and were so close to Ye Fan that they would inevitably be affected.

Just the aftermath that leaked out made them turbulent, and the exposed skin seemed to have been scratched by a sharp blade, and it was painful.

Under this situation, Ye Fan could still stand, which can only be said to be a miracle!

Regarding the determination of willpower, looking at the ruins, the Tianshu star, and even the entire Big Dipper galaxy, few people can match him.

A few seconds later, the Sinking Sword fell from the sky and pierced Ye Fan's left knee.

"She!"

Ye Fan's left knee was pierced instantly, and a terrible blood hole appeared. His left leg instantly softened and fell heavily to the ground.

This time, there was not much blood flowing out of the wound.

Because... the blood in his body is almost draining!

On the surrounding ground, a pool of blood formed, shocking.

"Huh! Brat, don't you refuse to kneel down? Today, the lord will make you surrender!"

Danqiuzi squeezed his fingers again and pointed to the sky.

"boom!"

The Slaughter Immortal Sword in the southern sky exploded with a terrifying power and seemed to be capable of destroying the world.

Even though it hadn't been pierced yet, the Slaughter Immortal Sword drew the other three fierce swords in Ye Fan's body, shaking.

In the dark, the four swords produced a mysterious induction, forming a large array, and the evil spirits overflowed like a tide.

"Stab!"

In the end, the Slaying Immortal Sword pierced through the sky and shot out, carrying the power of Slaying the Immortal Slaughter, and stabbed Ye Fan's right knee.

"She!"

"thump!"

Both legs were pierced and his bones shattered. Ye Fan could no longer stand upright, and fell directly to the ground.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The four fierce swords exploded at the same time with supernatural power, destroying Ye Fan's body.

If you change to another true immortal, you will be slaughtered in an instant, Dao disappears, and the gods are destroyed!

"Ah!"

At this moment, even Ye Fan couldn't help but let out a heartbreaking scream, and his facial features became distorted.

Next to them, the ancestor of the hogman and the king of Qingjiao wanted to help, but the suffocation on the four fierce swords was like a mountain torrent and tsunami, completely rushing them away, making them impossible to approach.

However, even if he fell to his knees, Ye Fan's spine was still straight, like a spear that pierced Qingtian.

Born to be king, destined to be brilliant!

The brilliance of his body was not compromised by this kneeling.

Kneel, still hero!