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Chapter 1101 Tu Sheng(2/2)

It was about to happen, and no one could stop him. Ye Fan threw away his bloody arm, swung his right leg, spun it high, and kicked it out hard.

"puff"

Hortan screamed, his spine was broken, the upper half of his body was almost rotten, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. He flew hundreds of feet away and could not move.

Huang's power surged, his flesh and blood withered, and he could no longer resist or struggle.

Ye Fan picked up the dark gold spear, pierced his body with a pop, picked him up, and hit his forehead with the magic whip in his left hand.

"Bang"

A rain of blood flew, and Hortan's soul was shaken out, and most of it was cut off at once. In the ancient forbidden land, the purple villain lost the protection of his body, and almost dried up and died immediately.

"The slaughter of the saint is today!" Ye Fan said coldly.

He couldn't stay in this place for long, so he quickly rushed out of the restricted area with Hotan in tow, destroying his physical vitality and wiping out his spirit in the process, fearing that he would backfire.

Soon after, the edge of the penalty area was already in sight. Ye Fan stopped and shook the dark gold spear in his right hand. Numerous cracks appeared on Huo Tan's body on the spot!

And its soul, the little purple man, was almost wiped out by the whip, leaving only a faint light.

Huo Tan laughed miserably, his whole life's moral conduct was ruined, even if he could get out of trouble, he was finished. The most precious soul was almost gone, and now only the size of a pea was left!

"Do you really think you can kill the Holy Human Saint? Come and die with me!" At this moment, he completely let go. He was going to die anyway, so there was nothing to fear.

His soul reintegrated into the flesh and blood body, and the whole body was glowing, and it was about to disintegrate, burning with the flesh and blood of a saint, grinding Ye Fan to death.

At this time, Ye Fan only had a few actions, throwing the dark gold spear and the divine whip out of the ancient forbidden land. He even cut open his body, took out the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things, and threw it outside the restricted area.

Then, without any scruples, he attacked Huo Tan, with golden blood flowing all over his body and his fists emitting a dazzling light!

"boom"

He blasted away Hortan's body with one punch, letting the holy blood splash on his body. His body also suffered terrible trauma, but he didn't care.

"It's useless. Come die with me today and turn into ashes with me!" Hortan laughed crazily. The fire of the soul was about to go out, and he wanted to drag Ye Fan to die together.

"kill!"

Ye Fan roared, the mountains and rivers roared, and the gods were filled with holy blood. He punched out one punch after another, beating Huo Tan to pieces, and golden lightning intertwined between his fists!

This is a kind of violent power. A living saint was beaten to pieces. There was blood and flesh everywhere, and there were white bones stained with blood everywhere.

"So what, you can't change the outcome, I'll pull you to die together!" All the flesh and blood was squirming, exuding terrible power, burning up, drowning Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was indifferent, and the Tu Sheng was right in front of him. Even if the danger was imminent, he was still extremely calm at this moment. He only uttered two words and said: "Pathetic!"

"I'm pathetic, but you're not much better. This is the holy fire where lives are intertwined. Even if you escape from the ancient forbidden land, your body and spirit will be burned. Let's die together!" Hortan yelled crazily.

"It's sad, you don't understand even now, go and die on your own!" Ye Fan punched out, golden electric light intertwined, making all flesh and blood burn more intensely, and rushed in all directions.

At this moment, Ye Fan's hair is as white as snow and his face is aging. He stands in the ancient forbidden land, letting the years erode and letting the holy fire surround him. He is independent in the world, his expression is peaceful and calm, and his body is slowly fading.

"What's going on with you?!" Hortan finally discovered the abnormality, and shouted in shock and anger.

"One Qi transforms into three pure beings, which is the same as the true body. How can I accompany you to the end of the world..." Ye Fan's figure faded, his expression was indifferent, and he was extremely peaceful.

"That's..." Hortan roared angrily and looked into the distance.

Outside the ancient forbidden land, another Ye Fan stood calmly, watching all this quietly, putting away the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, the Divine Whip, the dark gold spear, hunting in purple clothes, independent of the world, with disheveled black hair and deep eyes,

Look here quietly.
Chapter completed!
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