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"Soul Authority (.)"!

A day ago, Fudu Mountain was in the middle of the mountain last Wednesday, Murakami used his ultimate move "Jidao Mingyue Slash" to force Wu Fan into a desperate situation. He could have killed Wu Fan, but he wanted to gamble. He wanted to know what tricks this young man had not used. He just gave him a chance of 0.1 seconds, and the ending was completely different.

"Tianyang Boluo Needle!"

"The index finger flicks the wrist slightly, and the power of creation without force!"

Wu Fan silently said that this time he used grass needles, and grass needles were buried in the soil and wood for a hundred miles.

Wu Fan originally thought he would not have the chance to use this move, but he did not expect that the other party would give him such an excellent opportunity.

That 0.1 second is almost impossible for anyone, but for Wu Fan, his hand speed is enough to send out a needle.

It was a grass, an extremely weak grass, even an ant that could not kill, but at that moment it burst out with comet-like energy, and the space was completely destroyed, and a very soft light froze through Murak’s left lung last Wednesday.

A light was too gentle, as if it was just a fireflies flying by, but when the light came out, the bright moon in the sky actually dimmed, as if it had met a nemesis and was immediately covered with a veil.

Originally, the bright moon was in the sky and the stars were sparse. At that moment, it seemed like a total moon eclipse appeared. The whole moon was dull and the entire sky with stars disappeared.

Even Murak hadn't felt the pain last Wednesday and flew out. His whole body was nailed to the thick rocks, and the rocks several meters thick were frozen through, forming a hole two or three meters away the size of a fist.

The hole was stained with some blood, which was the strange hole that Yukino Ichikawa saw.

However, the Shenren is the Shenren. The moment he flew out, he did not lose consciousness. His knife also flew out and inserted it on Wu Fan's left rib. Only one hilt was left on Wu Fan's body, and the entire knife had already been penetrated, and his body was inserted into the rock.

Wu Fan's entire body was hung on the rock wall.

Wu Fan took a long time to recover. The blood had dyed his clothes red. Fortunately, his cultivation was relatively advanced and he had sealed many acupoints. Otherwise, even if he bleeded, he would have to flow away the blood.

He pulled the knife out of the depths of the rock wall one by one, and his whole body fell on the ground like a kite. He put the knife into the system.

There was a person standing in front of him, and Murakami last Wednesday, a broken man.

He walked towards him step by step, his face was very ferocious, as if he wanted to eat Wu Fan in one bite.

He wouldn't believe that this young man had such a trick. Even a person of the god-level level might not be able to survive. Fortunately, his heart grew on the right side. Something penetrated his left lung. The main new anime did not suffer any damage, but it only passed through the lungs. He had sealed many acupoints, and blood was still flowing, but very little was flowing.

This is a huge internal injury. If anyone had gone to see God long ago, he could still persist and attack Wu Fan.

Wu Fan was affected by his sword and had lost his combat power. Not to mention a grass needle, even a golden needle could not be emitted.

Wu Fan moved back step by step.

One step forward is life, and one step back is a cliff.

This is a lyric, and now it has become a portrayal of Wu Fan's current situation.

Wu Fan was already standing on the edge of the cliff.

"It's really a pity that you can still live like this!" Wu Fan sighed and said, and then he began to cough up blood, blood, foam, blood, and bloody, spewed out like fireworks.

"You are good, you are very good, but unfortunately you must die in my hands, jump down by yourself, and told me to do it!" Murakami endured the severe pain and walked towards Wu Fan step by step. Every step he took, his broken body was twitching.

His willpower is comparable to that of Yamamoto Ryosuke. Most people have fainted from pain, but he gritted his teeth and insisted on moving forward. Although his cultivation level has dropped several levels, he also thinks it is worth it. Even if he uses his life to exchange for the life of this young man, he thinks it is worth it. This is the future boy of the dragon clan. He will threaten the entire martial arts world of Japan and even the security of the entire Japan.

But now he not only survived, but also could kill the boy. He made a lot of money, so he walked forward hysterically.

Wu Fan's injuries were already very serious, so he didn't want to be injured any more.

In fact, for Murakami last Wednesday, he was dead at this time and had lost the cultivation of the Divine Ninja. His force was only equivalent to a Zhongninja, which was enough to maintain his pride. It had long disappeared, and now only memories, regrets, and unwillingness.

He wanted to destroy the boy, and he approached step by step.

Wu Fan didn't even have the strength to wear clothes, and he planned to wear that cool outfit.

He bought a set of wingsuit flying tools in the system, but he couldn't open it anymore. He had to wait a few seconds to open it. It was too late, so he had to jump down.

Just as he jumped down, a bright figure seemed to float in the sky, floating by like a terrifying geese, and slid over it gorgeously.

With a "bang", Murakami's whole body flew out of the valley like a kite. A woman behind him kicked him, which was extremely powerful.

Wu Fan smiled with relief. He knew who that person was. He came just right. If he came two minutes earlier, she would be a burden, but if he came at this stage, he would be a helper.

Fighting with gods can easily affect mortals. But Wu Fan still underestimated Pang Chunmei. He did not expect that his martial arts were so advanced that he could kill the Supreme Lord's Nest. Wu Fan felt a little happy.

When he was happy, he suddenly found that his person was falling down in the air.

Wu Fan gave up flying in the wingsuit and took out the glider directly. His whole body lay on the lower edge of the glider, allowing him to dive forward with the glider.

No matter if he can fall to death, he is too tired and it's time to have a sleep.

When Wu Fan woke up, he found himself lying in a pile of tree leaves. Pang Chunmei was taking care of him. He had swept the leaves to both sides, but there was still a thick circle. A piece of clothing was laid in the middle, which was Pang Chunmei's clothes. She was afraid that Wu Fan would catch a cold.

Wu Fan looked at Pang Chunmei with a smile, took out a mattress and a quilt from the system, then turned over and lay down, his whole body in the shape of a large character.

"That guy died and turned into a meat pie. I have buried him under the cherry blossom tree." Pang Chunmei said.

Wu Fan didn't say anything, the smile on his face was very relaxed.

Wu Fan took out many orders in his system, and all of them were required to take internal and external application.

Then he started taking medicine, and the effect was really good and he quickly relieved the pain.

The blood on the skin had long been solidified, but the injuries on the skin were shocking.

Wu Fan took out a needle and thread for surgery, and she asked Pang Chunmei to sew it on him. It was really inconvenient for sewing the injured part by herself.

"I can't do it. It's okay if you ask me to sew clothes for you. How dare I sew your skin around you? What if you leave a scar and become ugly?" Pang Chunmei said angrily.

"If I have big scars and become ugly, do you want me?" Wu Fan asked back.

"You want!" Pang Chunmei blurted out, with a faint red cloud on her face.

"Will it be knotted? I'm not afraid of anything you are afraid of. Hurry up and sew the skin on me. If it is late, it will hurt me if it is infected. Hurry up." Wu Fan said weakly. He was not even talking loudly, and he must have surgery as soon as possible.

"Uh uh uh, then okay, my needlework is not very good, and the sewing is broken, don't scold me." Pang Chunmei said angrily.

Pang Chunmei started sewing work. Her handicrafts are really good. She sewed Wu Fan's meat together one by one. If she didn't know, she would think she was a surgeon. Follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, talk about life, and find friends~
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