He felt a burning pain from all parts of his body.

There was a fierce breaking wind.

Ye Fan's pupils constricted, and he struggled to condense his whole body, ready to fight.

This pink blade is extremely fast!

He arrived in front of Ye Fan in an instant.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, slammed his anger, and slashed up.

When crying--

After a sharp creak of gold and iron, the Soul Smashing Knife broke into pieces!

In Ye Fan's hand, there was only a half-cut knife left.

The pink leaves shot into Ye Fan's chest.

The powerful demon spirit aura raged in his body.

Ye Fan directly spouted another mouthful of blood.

He hung his head, holding the broken knife, stiff in place.

All kinds of illusions in my mind appeared in an instant.

Li Zixian looked at Ye Fan, who was finally immersed in the illusion, and laughed.

"I finally beat you!"

"Hahaha--"

She didn't want Ye Fan to die simply.

She wants to torture him well.

For the painful experience of being hacked to death eight times, Li Zixian wanted to retaliate against Ye Fan thousands of times.

At this moment, Ye Fan, who was immersed in the illusion, saw various scenes of that girl being killed by Li Zixian.

His whole body was shaking slightly.

Although he was immersed in the illusion, what Li Zixian didn't notice was that in the depths of Ye Fan's pupils, a touch of madness and blood was brewing!

And it boils quickly!

Li Zixian laughed enough and played enough.

Her charming eyes stopped on Ye Fan, her face flushed and she smiled beautifully.

It was like looking at the lover, but the words that came out of his mouth were cold: "It's boring!"

"Then I will send you to death!"

In Li Zixian's hand, she pinched her finger prints again.

Flick!

call out--

Pink leaves pierce the sky!

When he was about to reach Ye Fan, a gust of wind blew through.

A figure flashed out and stood in front of Ye Fan.

The gentle expression became very firm at this moment.

A dark green rich demon spirit burst out of his body.

The vines with the thickness of adult thighs form a protective vine wall.

Chi Chi Chi Chi——

The pink leaves stabbed on the wall of the vine, and after a slight delay, they quickly rotated like a gyro gear at a high speed!

Sawdust is flying, fiber bursts!

It's eloquent, everywhere!

The leaf quickly cut a huge and deep hole on the vine wall.

Du Wenbo's pupils contracted and he was dripping with cold sweat.

He exhausted all his strength, frantically agitated the demon spirit, and maintained the vine wall, but after three or four seconds, he was penetrated by a blow.

Puff--

The pink leaf instantly penetrated Du Wenbo's right chest.

His eyes opened wide and he spouted a big mouthful of blood.

The body seemed to have lost all strength, and fell to the ground with a puff!

Ye Fan's body immersed in the illusion suddenly shook.

Looking at Du Wenbo who fell to the ground, the blood was flowing endlessly, Li Zixian's ruddy mouth raised a slight smile of disdain.

"Such a nightmare level strength is really like an ant!"

She continued to look at Ye Fan, with another pink leaf in her hand, shooting out!

The long streamer trail hangs down in the void like a rainbow!

The moment he was about to reach Ye Fan, another figure flashed out.

It is Tu Zenggang!

The body of the cold-faced man, except for the Demon Bureau uniform, was already broken.

Among his clenched teeth, it was also dripping with blood.

But Tu Zenggang still stood firmly in front of Ye Fan.

He knew that Ye Fan's talent and potential were very strong.

This cold-faced man, who is devoted to his country, only wants to protect the precious "seed" of Ye Fan for the sake of the country.