"Qin Fan, don't go forward. You are seriously injured now. If you go up any further, you will only die!" one of the Tianlang generals lying on the ground reminded.
Qin Fan looked ferocious, with blood all over his face. He stopped, turned to stare at the other person, and sneered: "If a god stands in the way, the god will be killed, if the Buddha stands in the way, the Buddha will be killed. Even if I die, I will save her!"
The sound was like five thunders striking, shocking everyone.
"Qin Fan, we know it's not an easy journey for you, but you can't save her. In your previous life, you had a deep grudge with Tianku. It's impossible for the Holy Lord to let you save her." Someone shook his head.
Qin Fan stared at these guys in front of him, shook his head and said coldly: "Then let the Holy Lord come out, and I will let him die."
Everyone: "..."
Seeing Qin Fan looking like a demon from hell, everyone's expressions changed.
Qin Fan didn't say anything anymore. He dragged Gujian to the edge of the roof, lowered his head and asked, "Gujian, can you still hold on?"
Immediately the dull sword blade emitted a sparkling light, as if it was suddenly activated.
With a whoosh, it rushed directly to Qin Fan's feet, waiting for Qin Fan to step on it.
Seeing the twelve Tianlang generals on the ground, he was stunned and said, "This Qin Fan is a devil, and his sword is also a devil."
Qin Fan looked at the ancient sword and smiled bitterly, then stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
He stepped on slowly, and Qin Fan roared: "Go there."
The ancient sword whizzed directly towards the twelve sky pillars.
"Little Li, I'm here, wait for me!" Qin Fan murmured, coughing a few times, and blood foam splashed out,
He stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth and looked at the blood foam. Qin Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
I had a fierce fight with the opponent just now, and was almost stabbed in the spleen and stomach with a sword.
Yu Jian flew, and the ancient sword rushed past.
Close!
Close!
Qin Fan was excited as the figure tied to the Tianzhu became clearer and clearer.
At this moment, the figure was thin and bowed, with disheveled hair, clothes covered in blood, and was dying.
Thunder and lightning flashed from mid-air and struck her body one after another, which made people feel extremely distressed.
It’s Xiaoli!
It's her!
Qin Fan was extremely excited. He was familiar with this figure more than anyone else.
However, even though Qin Fan dreamed about Little Li being whipped, he was still extremely heartbroken when he saw Little Li like this with his own eyes.
But more of a roar and anger.
His woman was beaten like this. At this moment, Qin Fan felt that everyone in the cave was going to die!
"Little raccoon!" Qin Fan roared angrily.
At this moment, the figure on the Tianzhu moved slightly when she heard the voice, and then she slowly raised her head. At this moment, blood flooded her face, but it could not hide her alluring face.
His eyes slowly opened, when Xiaoli saw the person not far away.
Suddenly, Xiao Li's eyes widened suddenly, and she burst into tears, "Master, Master"...
Tears flowed along the wound, even though it was extremely painful, Xiaoli still ignored it, "Master, master..."
Hearing Xiao Li's silent response, Qin Fan was even more excited. His eyes turned red, "Xiao Li, just wait, I will come to save you right now!"
Immediately he ordered the ancient sword to speed up, and Qin Fan's whole body of spiritual energy surged out majesticly.
When he was getting close, he was going to save Xiaoli.
At this time, Xiaoli's face changed. Suddenly, she shook her head hurriedly and shouted: "Master, don't come over, don't come over..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of thunder and lightning suddenly struck Qin Fan from the sky.
Qin Fan looked up, his expression changed, and he immediately dodged past. He turned around and saw lightning striking behind him.
Qin Fan swore that he was looking for death, and then he escaped again. At this time, Qin Fan suddenly jumped onto a nearby building. He held the ancient sword in his hand and watched the lightning strike from the sky coming again.
Qin Fan struck hard with his sword.
With a bang, the lightning strike collided with the sword light, and the aftermath caused the roofs of the surrounding buildings to be lifted directly. The palace collapsed directly, and the entire cave was shaken slightly.
The twelve heavenly pillars also shook.
Qin Fan was thrown away and lay on the ground. The lightning strike was also shaken by the sword light and disappeared.
"Master, leave quickly, don't save me, leave quickly," Xiaoli looked at Qin Fan lying on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
Qin Fan raised his head and spit out a mouthful of blood.
He covered the wound with blood on his face, shook his head and smiled, "Xiao Li, I will save you even if I die, just wait!"
Saying that, Qin Fan stood up suddenly, held the ancient sword and rushed over again.
As a result, a bolt of lightning struck with a loud bang.
With a snap, Qin Fan was blown away.
Lying on the ground, his internal organs seemed to have been shattered.
He coughed a few times and raised his head. At this time, several men in black fell down, staring at Qin Fan with a pair of sinister and cold eyes.
"Boy, you really exceeded our expectations. I didn't expect that you could break the Sky Tower and defeat our twelve Tianlang generals." One of the men in black smiled.
The other men in black all laughed, seemingly praising, but also mocking.
Qin Fan raised his head and gritted his teeth, then suddenly laughed, "The people of Tiancao will not die a good death. Even if I die today, I, Qin Fan, will kill you all."
Several men in black sneered, "Qin Fan, when you are about to die, you still speak harshly. The Holy Lord ordered us to come and arrest you. That's good. Now we will take your life."
Immediately, several men in black rushed over.
These people are far more powerful than the Twelve Heavenly Lang Generals, and their attacks are deadly.
Qin Fan was almost exhausted at this moment.
As soon as he saw these guys rushing towards them, he gritted his teeth and killed them too.
If he loses, he must kill a few more before he dies.
With the collision of sword energy and power, Qin Fan was stalked and killed again.
After a while of fighting, Qin Fan was kicked to the ground with a bang, like a dead dog.
A man in black stepped on Qin Fan's back, rubbing the wound with his toes, "Boy, you were very powerful in the previous life. Although your cultivation level is no more than this now, you are still very affectionate. You are willing to take the place of your master."
God comes to punish you, and one of you goes to God to rescue you after all the hard work. They are truly a match made in heaven, but if you fight against God, you are just seeking death!"
The wound tore open, and Qin Fan screamed.
When Xiaoli saw her master being treated like this, she immediately roared, "Let go of my master, let go of my master!"
Immediately she gritted her teeth, and all the energy in her body exploded, as if she wanted to break free from the iron chains tied to her body.
The result was thunder rolling from the sky, which hit the little raccoon directly with a loud bang.
With a pop, Xiaoli spit out a mouthful of blood.
The rolling lightning strike almost killed her.
The man in black looked sideways at Xiao Li and said with a snort: "What qualifications does a useless slave have to shout here? I tell you, your master is dead!"
Immediately he waved his hand and shouted to be taken away.
Immediately, several men in black dragged Qin Fan and flew to the nearby palace.
"Master, master"... Xiaoli called Qin Fan while his consciousness was still dying, and tears fell down.
"Xiao Li, Xiao Li"...Qin Fan called Xiao Li with red eyes.
He wanted to kill these people to save Xiaoli, but all the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted, and Qin Fan was almost like a loser.