This guy, is it really hard to beat?
"I don't believe it!"
Bang Bang ~
between the roars, the sky burning 18 fists in a row, and instantly smashed.
With the power of Daodao boxing, Ye Fan's chest is hit hard.
People saw Ye Fan's chest depressed for a few minutes, and his ribs also broke.
Ye Fan's mouth spit blood that smear of red, even more bright than the afterglow of the sunset.
However, even if so, Ye Fan still gnaws his teeth in the end and stands up with difficulty.
Then, fall down again, stand up again, fall down again, and get up again...
for a while, the whole world is quiet.
All the people before the cave were stunned.
Perhaps, all of them are infected by Ye Fan's stubborn character, and they respect and regret this young man more and more.
Even Mike Jones is standing still.
He couldn't imagine how stubborn a person must be and what kind of determination he had to have to be like him. When he fell down and rose again and again, he would rise again and again, never afraid of life and death.
But when people are infected by Ye Fan's integrity, they can't think of it. Are they just a few treasures?
As for that?
No matter how precious the treasure is, it will be used by people after all.
What's the use of this treasure if it's gone?
"Ah ~"
"why?"
"Is it really worth losing one's life for the sake of one's belongings?"
There was a long sigh in the crowd.
However, how can they know what ye fan is guarding?
That's a promise. It's his promise to a woman!
Because he said to her, this time, no one will disturb you.
Ye Fan has always said that he will promise. Since he has promised others, how can he break his promise?
What's more, if it was not for her own words, Yu Yun would have broken through successfully.
Now the crisis of the aftertaste, to a certain extent, is also caused by Ye Fan.
Therefore, he could not retreat from feeling and reason.
Even if, give your life!
It is said that life is precious, but for some people, there is always something above life.
Or commitment, or friendship, or responsibility, or... Love.
Finally, after this asymmetrical battle lasted for a long time, with another blow from burning the sky, Ye Fan did not stand up again this time.
He fell to the ground, his thin body was scarred and weak, like a candle in the wind.
However, his eyes are still open, bright and firm, but, more and more weak.
"Ha ha ~"
"smelly boy, aren't you good at fighting?"
"Get up?"
"Go on?"
"Don't do it!"
See Ye Fan seems to have only the last breath left, burning the sky intuitive heart happy.
He grinned grimly while kicking Ye Fan's body.
After the anger in his heart is completely vented, burning sky again raises the long knife in his hand.
"Summer, this time, I won't give you any more opportunities."
Whoosh ~
the cold light flashed and the long knife fell.
This time, burning the sky nearly exhausted his life-long strength, to Ye Fan, the last blow.
Only in a short time, hundreds of Dao Qi converged and formed.
The vertical and horizontal sword light, like the singing of death, roars to cut Ye Fan's head.
It seems that burning the sky is to behead Ye Fan directly!
...
"is it really over?"
...
"did you fall here after all?"