Chapter 738

"Hua..."

the pouring rain fell like this. The big raindrop seemed to want to clean up the last bit of filth in the world. It fell madly and hurt Chen Fan's cheek.

The blood in the corner of his mouth mixed with rain, and he slipped down, drop by drop, on the stairs under his feet. Chen Fan took a breath and started the next round of advance!

During this period, the magic gun did not say a word, just looked at some stubborn and incomprehensible people in its eyes.

Magic gun does not know, knowing that it is possible to die, why does Chen fan still have a risk?

After all, it is not a human being. It does not understand that in the hearts of the human race, faith is the foundation that supports everything.

Today's Chen fan may be able to retreat at this point. After all, with his current cultivation as his combat power, no one here can do anything about it, but Chen fan still does not retreat.

Because if you retreat, your mind will not be accessible, and your beliefs will collapse.

Therefore, he said to Chen fanla today, "only advance, not retreat!

"Click!"

Another thunder fell, and Chen Fan suddenly reeled and nearly fell down from the stairs. One of his legs had been crushed by great pressure.

From the storage bag, he summoned the sword of life and death. He wrapped the broken bone with spiritual power for a short time. After healing, chen fan began to walk on the long sword.

Step by step, faltering, but with persistence!

"I don't understand why you are so irrational. Are all human beings like this? You are going to die, don't you know?"

The magic gun suddenly burst out a roar, with a faint urgency in the voice. It has lived here for so many years, and has never communicated with others. Now, a person who has never met before makes it feel moved.

Chen Fan raised his head difficultly, the blood stains on his mouth quickly stained with rain, and only listened to his low voice spread all over the audience. Even though he was weak, he was still firm!

"I said, I will prove myself, I will take you, leave!"

Let's move on!

As time went by, the rain was still falling. One day and one night later, there were only ten steps left in front of Chen fan.

During this period, chen fan's bones were broken several times, and then healed because of spiritual power. Although for the monks in the Wuling state, the spiritual power consumed to repair the bone injuries was not much, but the impact on the human heart was incomparable.

Just imagine, just suffered the pain of broken bones, not long after, the same injury happened again in the body, and seems to be endless general, never end.

Now, even the magic gun does not even remember how many times Chen Fan's skeleton was broken.

In the face of this kind of psychological endurance, even if the magic gun is just a weapon, it is hard to hide the shock in the heart.

It suddenly understood that the gap between himself and Chen fan may be just this firm and morbid stubborn!

At this moment, the magic gun even began to count Chen Fan's last ten steps.

"Ten, nine, eight..." between Chen Fan pauses for a moment, uses the spirit power to connect the broken bone again, and then continues!

The fifth step, the fourth step, the third step...

it took a day and a night, after Chen Fan gnawed his teeth and endured almost boundless pain, he finally stepped on the side of the magic gun!

"Bang!"

Straight forward to fall, at the last moment, chen fan again said: "I said, I will not lose!"

In an instant, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the sky and earth resumed their splendor!