Hortan spat out a mouthful of blood and got up from the ground with difficulty. With the blow just now, he flew a hundred feet away. The entire spine seemed to have been broken, and his whole body was exhausted.

He recited sutras, his joints crackled, and he forced his divine power to repair the wounds. Waves of blood steamed up, and his body surface shone with luster.

In this moment alone, he spent hundreds of years of life, because the cost of using secret methods to heal wounds in this forbidden area was too high!

In the ancient restricted area, Dao Xing can only surge out a little. If you want to truly heal the source, the energy and blood consumed is far less than what is swallowed by the forbidden area.

"Human Saint, do you want to die with me? Even if you hurt me, you won't survive."

Hortan said with a gloomy expression.

"You die and I live. There is nothing to say. Just behead me!" Ye Fan started a new round of attacks. Time is life and cannot be delayed here.

The dark gold spear drew a streak of black light, like an ink dragon soaring into the sky and turning into a life form. The sharp spear tip penetrated all obstacles and pointed directly at Huo Tan's eyebrows.

"Since I became a saint, I have never encountered such disgrace as today. My disciples have been killed one after another. If I can't treat you as blood food, what dignity will I have? Die, you ant!"

Huo Tan tried his best, the sound of the Tao in his body kept ringing, and he forcibly absorbed the holy power and circulated the Tao, even at the cost of part of his life force.

However, the effect was not good. The restricted area of ​​life suppressed all laws and traces of the Dao, and robbed the monk of his life span. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned as pale as paper.

"when!"

The spear in Ye Fan's hand was almost touching his forehead. Huo Tan turned sideways to avoid the sharp edge, opened his mouth and forcibly spit out a ray of divine light. The world collapsed, and Ye Fan fell back like a golden lightning.

After this duel, Hortan looked gloomy and had some wrinkles on his face. The power of the ancient forbidden land was revealed, and even the saint could not bear it.

Similarly, although Ye Fan was wearing the Yuantian Divine Clothes, his face gradually lost its luster, and a few white threads appeared in his black hair, indicating that his life was passing by.

The two fought fiercely, time is life, and they both wanted to defeat each other at the peak moment. One was a veritable saint, and the other was a human holy body, both of whom had extremely strong physical and blood power.

Both of them were incapable of showing off their secret skills, and the one or two magic spells they could occasionally use were not enough to pose a threat to their lives.

Close combat is the main thing!

Their speed was very fast. From the beginning to now, it was less than half a quarter of an hour. Not much time had passed, but there were some wrinkles on everyone's face.

"kill!"

The two are in a life-and-death showdown, fighting to the death!

Ye Fan used a dark gold spear to a state of perfection, knocking Huo Tan away four times and piercing his body twice, leaving scarlet dots. This is the blood of a saint!

Hortan's mouth was bleeding and his expression was cold. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes were like knives and he tried his best to kill outside the penalty area. Once he got out, he would torture Ye Fan tenfold.

"Human Holy Body, please pray, don't let me leave here, otherwise you will understand!" Hortan's expression was ferocious, because there was a new bloodstain on his body.

"You have no chance!" The gun in Ye Fan's hand was as fast as a violent storm, turning into a black light and drowning the front. It was impossible to let this person go in this situation.

Ye Fan used the black spear to chop and chop, and stab forward at the same time. It could be used as a spear, a knife, or a stick, and the various attack methods were endless.

Hortan was covered in scars. The most serious one was that his heart was almost penetrated and blood spurted out.

"Summon the ancestor and grant the Tao Seal!"

Hotan shouted, it was a shame for him as a saint to have his life threatened by Ye Fan, so he fought back desperately!

Between his eyebrows, wisps of Dao marks intertwined, and he reluctantly activated the secret technique, hoping to deliver a powerful blow!

"boom!"

The blood in his body boiled, turning into wisps of magic patterns that appeared on the surface of his body. The pores all over his body were bleeding, condensing the general trend of heaven and earth, and exuding wisps of holy power.

"When", "when"...

He blocked the dark gold spear with his bare hands, his strength was astonishing, and he finally had the majesty unique to a saint, but his body was aging rapidly.

As powerful as Ye Fan, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the stone armor all over his body was shattered inch by inch and fell to the ground. His true body fell into the ancient forbidden land and was invaded by the years.

"I am a saint, let me see what you can do to fight me!" Hortan shouted solemnly, advancing step by step, and his attack became more fierce.

It's a pity that the secret technique still cannot be used, it only makes his body radiate the holy light, making his flesh and blood several times stronger.

"How long can you hold on?" Ye Fan stared at his wrinkled body and said coldly.

"If I can't do it, you can't stop Huang's power, and you will be ruined here and become a pile of loess!" Huo Tan said coldly, not believing that Ye Fan would really die with him.

After another fight, Huo Tan finally couldn't continue to stimulate his blood. His whole body was dim, his wrinkles deepened, and his body staggered. Since the beginning of the war, he has lost at least thousands of years of life.

In the distance, purple light flashed, and Huo Tan was pleasantly surprised. He abandoned Ye Fan and rushed over quickly.

There was a golden lotus on the ground that was 20,000 years old. It was glowing with purple light and was two feet tall. It was fragrant. Huo Tan grabbed it and ate it with open mouth. Now his energy was severely depleted. Rare ancient medicines could be seen on the ground from time to time. It was a supplement.

The best thing for life potential.

Ye Fan did not stop him. He calmly took out a jade bottle and poured it into his mouth. This was the divine liquid taken from the Chengxian Pond. It had a magical effect in replenishing life essence.

"you……"

Huo Tan was shocked. When he saw this, he immediately rushed over and snatched the jade bottle. If he continued like this, he would definitely be killed.

Ye Fan put away the jade bottle and continued to fight with him. The dragon was fierce and the tiger was fierce, his blood boiled out, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

"puff"

Hotan was so cruel that he used his body to withstand the attack of Ye Fan's gun, allowing it to penetrate his chest and abdomen. He spat out a trail of blood and sprayed it towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan shook hard, and the dark gold spear pierced Huotan's chest and abdomen, and rushed out without falling into the enemy's hands.

Then he stepped back. Although he lost the dark gold spear, his face was calm and there was still no fear. His fists were shining brightly, and there was a faint thunder and lightning, which was the blood boiling.

"kill!"

The two rushed together, fought for their lives, and faced each other physically, starting a final life-and-death struggle.

Hundreds of thousands of fights, a golden shadow and a purple light entangled together, but for the blood splashing, if it were spread that Ye Fan killed the holy ancient king with his Tao-killing body, it would definitely shock the world.

In the blink of an eye, it had been half a quarter of an hour since he entered the restricted area of ​​life, and Ye Fan finally showed a hint of worry. He couldn't delay any longer, and there was no time to hold on.

From this moment on, his offensive became even more fierce. His black hair was disheveled, and his golden fists struck with thunderous sounds, like streaks of lightning intertwining, hitting Hortan's body. Blood rushed up, and his joints kept ringing.

"ah……"

Holm yelled, one arm was twisted, and the close combat was not as good as Ye Fan, who had the fighting holy method and evolved various Sanshou. He was at a disadvantage, and his arm was broken.

"kill!"

Ye Fan scolded, slapped his palms thousands of times, and then pulled hard. Huo Tan's left arm was broken, blood spurted out, and the bones were covered with stubble.

"ah……"

Huo Tan shouted, never thought that there would be such a day. He was already a saint, but would have his arm broken by a Taoist killer and suffer such heavy injuries. Ye Fan quickly backed up, avoiding the bloody impact, and he killed the saint.

One arm was broken off and thrown to the ground, staining the grass red.

Huo Tan was like a wounded beast, his eyes were blood red. Although he lost an arm, he was extremely dangerous and turned into a purple light to kill Ye Fan.

A life and death battle begins again!

Ye Fan calmed himself down, avoided its sharp edges, and attacked its weak points. He was like a dragon, leaping and leaping, sometimes like a roc spreading its wings, sometimes like a real dragon going out to sea, spreading his fists, wind and thunder, lightning and thunder, pure flesh and blood.

The power of one's body can be considered unparalleled if it reaches such a level in the ancient forbidden land.

"broken.

Ye Fan's Six-Path Reincarnation Fist couldn't produce a splash of golden light, but it contained the invincible fist intention. It hit Huo Tan's sternum, making a bone-breaking sound, and the entire chest collapsed, causing him to cough up blood.

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The situation is over, it's over! Hortan knows that he is in danger, unable to reverse the defeat, and unable to recover.

"I am the Ancient Saint. If you want to kill the Saint and become famous all over the world, it is impossible! I will not let you do it. At the very least, I will drag you to die together!" Hortan roared.

He could imagine what kind of uproar would be caused once Ye Fan slaughtered him, and he would definitely be remembered in the history of cultivation! As a loser, he would highlight his achievements and would also be recorded in history and become a sad foil.

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One is famous throughout the ages, and the other will become a stepping stone. As a negative example, just thinking about it makes his blood unstable and his body about to explode.

"Chi"

There was a flash of light between his brows, and he was actually trying to forcefully use his powerful spiritual power, and a little purple person was about to rush out of his forehead.

"ah……"

Huo Tan screamed. As soon as the soul appeared, cracks appeared. The purple villain screamed miserably, but it still flew towards Ye Fan. This may be his only way to kill Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was very straightforward. He pulled out a wooden stick like a sword and a mace from his back. It was simple and unpretentious. He held it with both hands and slashed his soul.

"puff"

The purple villain couldn't avoid it, and one-third of it was scattered on the spot. He let out a miserable scream, and his whole body broke apart and returned to his bones.

How could Ye Fan let go of such an opportunity? Holding the magic whip, he walked closer with a step of more than ten feet, and slapped his forehead with a pop, causing his head to almost shatter, with large cracks appearing.

I have to say that the physical body of a saint is really strong. If it were an ordinary person, it would have turned into ashes!

Huo Tan suffered heavy injuries, staggered, and retreated quickly. However, Ye Fan's Six Paths of Samsara Fist came again, flying hundreds of feet away, and was caught up before he landed.

"puff"

Ye Fan grabbed his remaining right arm and twisted it hard. With a click, the bones broke and blood spurted out. Hortan completely lost the possibility of turning the battle around, and his right arm was torn off.

Kill the Saint!
To be continued...