"Luo Feng, you are looking for death and you dare to release the Emperor's bloodline status!"
Fan Xinde's facial features suddenly showed surprise in the wind, and then became proud and ferocious.
"go to hell!"
"Fan Xinde, I said, you...have lost, just like a year ago."
Luo Feng grabbed it from the void with one hand, and a ripple bloomed in his palm.
That is...the space system ability, activated at the most unexpected time at this moment.
Normally, Fan Xinde would not be afraid of Luo Feng's space ability.
But it's different now. What Luo Feng wants is not to suppress the opponent.
There is only one purpose.
And this purpose fell with Fan Xinde's bloody spear, and it was impossible for him to react in this short moment.
Space ability transfer is activated.
In an instant, the three clones of Luo Feng and Fan Xinde mysteriously disappeared into the blood blast field.
In the void, Luo Feng's voice rang out from where Ji Zhantian was.
"Do it!"
Suddenly, Fan Xinde's attack trajectory still existed, but the attack target was not in front of him.
"Space ability!" Fan Xinde's eyes narrowed, and the person in front of him was Ji Zhantian who stepped forward.
"go to hell!"
The Fulong Sword has long been ready to strike, and here it strikes the strongest sword.
There was a flash of cold light, and the sword was so fast that Fan Xinde, who had just landed, could not react at all.
"Whoosh!"
The sword energy swept out, and the three clones were immediately cut off at the waist, and were instantly rushed away by the tide of sword energy.
"This is..." Fan Xinde's face changed drastically as he was tumbling in the turbulence, and the familiar feeling of fear of death in his body reappeared.
That is the colorless phase, the colorless phase attached to the Fulong Sword.
The colorless form is a highly toxic substance that entered Fan Xinde's body cells and began its terrible path of destruction.
"Not good!" Fan Xinde exclaimed, and immediately made his own judgment, and chose to return to his blood blast field in an attempt to compete with the power of the colorless phase.
But it was too late, how could Luo Feng and Ji Zhantian give him a chance.
Ji Zhantian was one step ahead of the blood explosion field and got close to half of Fan Xinde's body. With a sword move, he instantly turned it into flesh and blood.
"Damn it!" Fan Xinde panicked. Seeing that the Blood Explosion Field was about to unfold, Tianqiong Luo Feng was not idle either, with one hand raised like a sword in front of his chest.
"Fan Xinde, how are you leaving today?"
"Day God. Six Paths!"
"open!"
The sky surged with daylight, and the six phantoms of gods suddenly appeared in the void, bursting out with dazzling light and swallowing Fan Xinde.
"Are you as fast as me?" Fan Xinde roared, reaching the Blood Explosion Realm in just one step.
"Are you as fast as me now?" came a cold voice, it was Ji Zhantian.
The sword energy turned into a giant frost dragon, knocking Fan Xinde and his clone away from the trajectory wrapped in the Blood Explosion Domain at the critical moment.
At the same time, the Six Paths of the White God instantly hit the ground, turned into a super large mushroom cloud and rose into the sky, and the tide rolled over the ground.
"Let's go!" Luo Feng landed behind Ji Zhantian, pinched Ji Zhantian's shoulder with one hand and disappeared under the colorless impact.
The terrible explosion spread hundreds of miles, turning everything in its path into nothingness.
After landing on a mountain peak, both of them held their breath and stared intently at the depths of the exploding land.
In the center of the explosion, under the huge abyss, only half of the body was left, that was Fan Xinde.
In the scorched earth of purgatory, there is Fan Xinde's rapid breathing.
The colorless power completely dominated his body. Although the blood explosion field had enveloped him at this time, there was no way to save him.
Having lost the opportunity to heal, it is obviously doomed to be suppressed by the colorless phase.
“No, no, no!!!”
Fan Xinde's blood and hair danced wildly, and it was actually difficult for half of his body to generate new flesh and blood tissue. His body was withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his blood and hair turned into ashes in the storm.
He screamed at the top of his lungs.
"I can't die, I can't die..."
"Luo Feng, I'm going to kill you, this despicable guy," Fan Xinde stretched out his thin palm to grab Luo Feng, wishing he could grab Luo Feng in his palm and crush him into pieces.
Unfortunately...he couldn't.
The death of the breath of life is destined to dissipate the blood explosion field that he is most proud of, and the pace of accelerated death has also arrived early.
The outcome is certain.
Fan Xinde will fall in one minute.
"Luo Feng...you despicable villain, I'm going to kill you." The weak Fan Xinde grabbed the ground and struggled to crawl towards Luo Feng. "With all the strength of the Fan family, how can I die in front of such a despicable person like you?" In the hands of villains.”
"You lost to Fan Xinde." Luo Feng confirmed that Fan Xinde would never be able to stand up again. He held the double blades in his hands and swayed in the wind. He pointed the knife directly at Fan Xinde's forehead. "I said, if your Fan family annoys me, I don’t mind killing all of you.”
Just then, Yuan Yuan shouted angrily from a distance, "You little beast, stop it!"
The golden gate appeared, and Emperor Felix and Atokme appeared together, and behind them was Fan Meng who was in a panic, rushing towards the place for support.
"Save me, save me quickly!" Fan Xinde saw Fan Meng coming at a rapid rate with hope in his eyes.
He still has a chance to live, he still has a chance, as long as... Fan Meng stops Luo Feng.
But...
His scalp tightened, and the upper half of his dry and cracked body came off the ground.
"Why, it turns out... you are also afraid of death. I thought you were also a heroic figure," Luo Feng held Fan Xinde's long bloody hair in one hand and whispered in his ear.
But at this time, facing Fan Meng who was cursing and killing him, Luo Feng had no intention of stopping. The double-edged knife fell on Fan Xinde's neck and smiled in front of Fan Meng.
"Guess whether Fan Meng will go crazy if I chop off your head in front of him. After all... you are the hope of the Fan family's future, right, the future emperor Mr. Fan Xinde?"
"No...don't kill me," Fan Xinde's eyes narrowed and his voice was hoarse and weak.
"Little beast, stop it!" Fan Meng's voice sounded in the broken bloody world, full of endless despair.
A bolt of thunder pierced the sky, a cold light flashed, and only the sound of cracking dry wood could be heard.
Fan Xinde, who lost the protection of the Blood Explosion Domain, had his entire head cut off by Luo Feng, and the lower half of his body was turned into ashes in the wind.
"No!!!"
Fan Meng's body was unstable in the void and hit the ground, shooting up dust all over the sky.
In the wind, Luo Feng held Fan Xinde's mummy-like head and stared at Atokme, seeming to be expressing a certain attitude of not being afraid of power.
His voice rang out in the void. He was speaking to some people in Guangming Palace who deliberately made things difficult for him, and he was also speaking to Fan Meng.
The roar that transformed into a victor penetrated the bloody storm.
"come!"
