Chapter 2508

He didn't dare to neglect at all. While twisting his body, he burned the essence crazily and forced to change the rules again.

Just his fist just blew out, cloud thousand line's fist already heavy bombardment in his left rib above.

With a click, a harsh sound and a splash of red blood, Wang Fan was blown out in an instant.

He fell to the ground, coughing blood, and his face turned pale.

This cloud thousand travel is really terrible, worthy of being the peerless strong man of the fifth floor of the holy land.

Even if his regular punch has weakened most of the opponent's strength, he is still almost killed by one punch.

Almost at the moment of Wang Fan's being blasted away, the colorful ribbon of the wild goose had already rolled up to the front of Yun Qianxing.

Originally, with the strength of Yun Qianxing, Su Luoyan's attack had little effect on him.

Just, because at the moment he was just enveloped by Wang Fan's regular fist, he lost his sense of aura. Not only the power of the blow was weakened, but also the cultivation had disappeared in a short time.

In this case, he wants to avoid the colorful ribbon of wild geese, which contains violent killing power. It's just a fable.

Whoa!

There was a loud noise that made people feel numb. Half of Yun Qianxing's body was broken by the ribbon, and half of his left arm was torn apart.

Yun Qianxing couldn't help crying in pain, and fear finally emerged in his heart.

At the moment, his right arm was cut off, half of his left arm was smashed, and half of his body was smashed, which was a serious injury.

Even if he had recovered his sense of aura and got rid of the shackles of Wang Fan's regular fist, he could not help but feel a boundless chill in his heart.

He didn't expect that the top five of his holy land was just chasing and killing a badly injured mole ant on the third floor of Holy Land and the ninth floor of Zunjing.

It's just too hard for him to accept. He can't bear the reality at all.

He looks at Wang Fan with a pale face, and his heart is a little hairy.

This is just a mole ant on the ninth floor of Zunjing. It can blow out magic fist with rules. What kind of monster is this.

Even if Wang Fan really has that kind of top-level martial arts, how can he succeed with his nine level cultivation?

You know, not to mention the monks of Zunjing, even those who are strong in the imperial realm may not be able to attack with rules.

"Kill him!"

After a short breath, Wang Fan suddenly jumped up with a grim smile and killed Yun Qianxing like a tiger.

At the moment, he seems to have become a hunter, and yunqianxing is reduced to prey!

Without hesitation, Su Luoyan followed Wang Fan and killed Yun Qianxing.

Cloud thousand line looking at this scene, it is a burst of frustration.

It's a shame that these two wounded mole ants want to kill themselves!

However, no matter how hard he was, no matter how unwilling he was, no matter how shameful he was, looking at the two men who came, especially Wang Fan, he felt a little bit flustered.

He did not dare to continue to fight with the two, but a flash of body, he intends to escape.

"Want to go, can you go?" Wang Fan sneered, clenched the tip of his fist and blasted out again.

The invisible power of the rules surges out, and the body shape of yunqianxing has been shrouded in an instant.

Even if there was only one breath time, the colorful ribbon of the plain wild goose still fell on Yun Qianxing's body, directly smashing his left leg.

But also at this time, the rules of the shackles disappear, cloud thousand line crazy burning blood essence, close to a right leg jump, rushed to the sky.

Where will Wang Fan give him the chance to fly away? Almost at the moment when Yun Qianxing rushes into the sky, there is a killing short gun in his hand, and then he stabs the sky.

The overwhelming terror and killing power spread all over the place, which immediately shrouded the space, as vast as Tianwei.

Innumerable sharp gun patterns pierce the air, like thunder and lightning, thundering to the clouds in the air.

Yun Qianxing felt the terrible killing power like Tianwei, and felt the terrible gun pattern from all over the sky behind him. His scalp was numb.

But at this time, he was unable to avoid, even more unable to resist.

"I'm so sweet!" Cloud thousand lines unwilling to roar, but soon, his roar was submerged by the countless gun patterns.

Blood red sky, waiting for everything to return to calm, cloud Qianxing already thoroughly turned into blood foam.

With a plop, Wang Fan fell to the ground and gasped heavily.

His face was as pale as paper.

"Wang Fan." Su Luoyan screams and rushes to Wang Fan to check Wang Fan's injury.

"Come on, get out of here and hide in another place." Wang Fan weak finish, then directly into a coma.Su Luoyan also knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. She quickly took Wang Fan away from here, but she did not leave the temple.

Because in the current situation, only the temple is relatively safe.

Sure enough, not long after they left, countless monks came here quickly.

But what they saw was only blood on the floor.

The night is getting darker, just like a huge maze like temple, there are still countless monks shuttling back and forth.

These friars were all brought by Yun Qianxing to pursue and suppress Su Luoyan, but they were separated on the way to pursue and kill Wang Fan.

They have not been together, but one or several together, forming countless teams of people, constantly shuttle looking for.

But along with the search, their faces are a little blue, especially those who have reached the holy land of cultivation, are beginning to be a little impatient.

Because they not only did not find Wang Fan, but even Yun Qianxing and his companions.

Not only that, they could not even find the way to leave the temple.

In short, they have been lost in the temple.

Although they took out communication beads to contact with their companions, no one could explain their position in this maze like temple.

They lost their mental power, just like blind people, bumping around.

Fortunately, their cultivation is still there, so they will not be starved or tired to death.

Night enveloped the whole temple, and there was a sense of depression in the air.

In a hidden place, Wang Fan and Su Luoyan are fast closing their eyes to take care of themselves.

Both of them are equally seriously injured and need to be recuperated.

After all, Wang Fan has vital chalcedony. Even if he is seriously injured, as long as a drop of vital chalcedony, he can recover completely in a short time.

It's just that the lost aura is not easy to recover.

In particular, the two burned blood essence countless times, Wang fan forced to activate the killing short gun, and Su Luoyan forced to perform the secret skill twice. The sequelae is not common.

Although Wang Fan's elixir helped him a lot, it didn't help much to the three layers of the holy land. Of course, a little is better than nothing.

One night's time passes quickly, two people are still in the crazy recovery.

A moment, Wang Fan two people can't help but open their eyes at the same time, dark eyes in the emergence of a forest of cold awn.

Someone's coming this way!