Chapter 15
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Blood gushed down from his forehead, instantly blurred Tan Yun's eyes, and fell into endless blood color in his sight!
"Whew!"
In the pain, in Tan Yun's sight, a sword slashed at his neck.
With his bare hands, Tan Yun tore the flesh of Zhongpin lingbing, slammed his feet on the table and shot several feet backward like a shell!
"Hum, your spiritual power is exhausted. You can't even take weapons out of the heaven and earth ring! What qualifications do you have to compete with me? Go to hell!"
Wang Feichen, with a grim smile on his face, skimmed five feet at low altitude, holding a sword in both hands, and cut down obliquely towards Tan Yun in retrogression!
"Don't talk nonsense. You dream if you want to kill Lao Tzu!" Tan Yun shot down, his left leg stepped on the platform, and his body was like a sharp arrow shooting to the right. When Wang Feichen cut Tan Yun's back with a sword, the sword tip left a bone scar on Tan Yun's back with the blood!
"Whoosh!"
"Death!" Wang dust turned into a residual shadow, instantly came to the top of Tan Yun, who was unstable, and stepped on Tan Yun's throat!
"Bang... Bang!"
When the first sound sounded, Tan Yun crossed his arms and held high to resist. After the second sound, Tan Yun seemed to be kicked ten feet without fighting back, like a broken kite, falling heavily on the table!
With Tan Yun's physical strength, will he be kicked by Wang Feichen?
no Of course not!
Just now, Tan Yun crossed his arms to resist. He had two purposes. First, he wanted to experience how strong Wang Feichen was when his spiritual power was about to run out; Second, he pretended to be defeated in order to confuse Wang Feichen and pave the way for the next display of Hongmeng's divine pupil!
Tan Yun's soul is as powerful as the nine levels of the spiritual fetal realm. If he shows his Hongmeng divine pupil in the vigilance of his opponent, it will have little effect. But if the other party is careless, there may be unexpected gains!
"Cough..."
Tan Yun lay on his back, coughing up a mouthful of blood, looking depressed!
"Bah! Overestimate yourself!" when Wang Feichen despised Tan Yun, he felt the broad sword in his hand and became more and more heavy.
He was an inspiration and knew that his spiritual power was about to run out.
Once his spiritual power was exhausted, he could not pick up the broad sword weighing thousands of kilograms with one hand!
Wang Tianyou seemed to see through Aizi's lack of spiritual power, and loudly reminded him, "floating dust, from the first round of coercion assessment, you can see that this son has a strong physical body. Once you run out of spiritual power, you will lose. Kill him quickly!"
"I understand!" Wang Feichen walked towards Tan Yun step by step with his sword in his hands!
Mu mengbalderdash looked at Tan Yun and whispered, "it is important to worship the holy sect, but if life is gone, everything will be empty."
Tan Yun knows that the other party is telling himself to admit defeat and save his life!
At this moment, millions of city people fixed their eyes on Tan Yun, who had no power to fight back. It was expected that Tan Yun would choose to protect himself and admit defeat!
"Hum, even if you admit defeat, the city master will never let you go!" when Wang Tianyou thought to himself, Tan Yun looked at mu mengmo, the iceberg beauty, and said in a firm voice: "the good intentions of the emissary are appreciated by the younger generation. The younger generation... Will never admit defeat!"
Tan Yun's words caused an uproar in the crowd!
Some people think Tan Yun's courage is commendable; Some people think Tan Yun doesn't know how much he weighs. He's out of his mind and died!
In the face of Tan Yun's ungratefulness, mu Mengli was a little unhappy and didn't bother to say more words.
Tan Yun brought her the feeling of recklessness and ignorance!
"Never admit defeat? Hehe... Then die!" Wang Feichen suddenly held the sword, jumped up 30 feet, and injected the remaining spiritual power into his arms. Immediately, when his hands were dancing, he brought up a domineering three feet sword curtain, like a sword cage, and shrouded Tan Yun at a high speed!
He wants to shred Tan Yun!
"Everybody, look what he's going to do!" suddenly, someone in the field lost his voice and exclaimed!
In the eyes of people who couldn't believe it, Tan Yun, who was lying on the ground waiting to die, didn't try to escape. Instead, he slammed his hands on the table and shot away at the shrouded sword cage!
People wonder why Tan Yun made such a scene of death!
"I'll fight with you!" Tan Yun rose to the sky. No one found his pupils, emitting a strange and profound red light!
"This is the pupil..." Wang Fuchen looked down at Tan Yun's eyes. The word "Shu" did not fall. Suddenly, a very strong sense of dizziness swept his mind like a storm, and his mind fell into a moment of blank!
Then, his sword holding hands stopped dancing. The terrible sword cage immediately collapsed. After invisible, he fell head to tan Yun!
This scene is no small matter. People are full of doubts. Wang Feichen, who was strong and bullying at the moment before, how could he faint!
"Chen'er, are you crazy! Start killing him!" Wang Tianyou screamed.
However, Wang's floating dust is like a dead man. It hits Tan Yun vertically like a meteorite!
Tan Yun was excited. He suddenly punched Wang Feichen in the air. However, at this time, a sense of crisis filled Tan Yun's body!
"Despicable bastard, the young master almost got your way!" Wang Feichen suddenly laughed wildly and stabbed a sword into Tan Yun's chest!
As the favored son of the meteorite City, Wang Fuchen really didn't get a false reputation. Just after he woke up, he actually took his plan and made a fatal blow to tan Yun!
"Puff!"
Tan Yun was shocked and avoided in the air. Although he avoided the bad luck of a sword penetrating his heart, the Broad Sword Pierced one of his ribs, and with a stream of blood, pierced through the gap between his ribs and pierced out of his back!
"Poof!"
Tan Yun spits blood at his mouth!
Holding a sword, Wang Feichen took Tan Yun's body and shot down toward the creation platform, "boom!" Tan Yun slammed his back on the creation platform. A blood arrow burst out of his mouth, splashing Wang Feichen all over his face!
"I don't think you'll die!" when Wang Fuchen wiped the blood off his face with his left hand and wanted to draw a sword to kill Tan Yun again, his smile suddenly solidified on his face!
"No one wants to kill me unless I want to die!" Tan Yun roared. He held the sharp blade in his right hand and let his palm be cut!
Then, Tan Yun suddenly stood up and stabbed the broadsword into his chest!
Blood splashed from his chest. Tan Yun seemed to forget the pain. He put his sword handle on his chest and looked at Wang Feichen close at hand. There was only one thought in his heart. Kill Wang Feichen!
Kill Wang Feichen!
Tear up the king's floating dust!
"Hongmeng ice flame!"
Tan Yun instantly turned his left hand and tried his best to push it to Wang Feichen's chest!
"Bang!"
"Click, click..."
With the dull sound of chiseling, Wang's ribs cracked and his chest collapsed, sending out a frightening scream like killing a pig!
He felt Tan Yun's left palm pouring out a cold like a frozen soul, eroding his internal organs!
"No... dad, help..." when Wang Fuchen's scream stopped suddenly, no one saw the internal organs in his body, which had become ice sculptures!
"Show mercy! Spare my son's life!" Wang Tianyou was so sad that he begged Tan Yun with tears!
He's scared! Wang Fuchen is his most doting little son. He can't tolerate his beloved son dying!
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Blood gushed down from his forehead, instantly blurred Tan Yun's eyes, and fell into endless blood color in his sight!
"Whew!"
In the pain, in Tan Yun's sight, a sword slashed at his neck.
With his bare hands, Tan Yun tore the flesh of Zhongpin lingbing, slammed his feet on the table and shot several feet backward like a shell!
"Hum, your spiritual power is exhausted. You can't even take weapons out of the heaven and earth ring! What qualifications do you have to compete with me? Go to hell!"
Wang Feichen, with a grim smile on his face, skimmed five feet at low altitude, holding a sword in both hands, and cut down obliquely towards Tan Yun in retrogression!
"Don't talk nonsense. You dream if you want to kill Lao Tzu!" Tan Yun shot down, his left leg stepped on the platform, and his body was like a sharp arrow shooting to the right. When Wang Feichen cut Tan Yun's back with a sword, the sword tip left a bone scar on Tan Yun's back with the blood!
"Whoosh!"
"Death!" Wang dust turned into a residual shadow, instantly came to the top of Tan Yun, who was unstable, and stepped on Tan Yun's throat!
"Bang... Bang!"
When the first sound sounded, Tan Yun crossed his arms and held high to resist. After the second sound, Tan Yun seemed to be kicked ten feet without fighting back, like a broken kite, falling heavily on the table!
With Tan Yun's physical strength, will he be kicked by Wang Feichen?
no Of course not!
Just now, Tan Yun crossed his arms to resist. He had two purposes. First, he wanted to experience how strong Wang Feichen was when his spiritual power was about to run out; Second, he pretended to be defeated in order to confuse Wang Feichen and pave the way for the next display of Hongmeng's divine pupil!
Tan Yun's soul is as powerful as the nine levels of the spiritual fetal realm. If he shows his Hongmeng divine pupil in the vigilance of his opponent, it will have little effect. But if the other party is careless, there may be unexpected gains!
"Cough..."
Tan Yun lay on his back, coughing up a mouthful of blood, looking depressed!
"Bah! Overestimate yourself!" when Wang Feichen despised Tan Yun, he felt the broad sword in his hand and became more and more heavy.
He was an inspiration and knew that his spiritual power was about to run out.
Once his spiritual power was exhausted, he could not pick up the broad sword weighing thousands of kilograms with one hand!
Wang Tianyou seemed to see through Aizi's lack of spiritual power, and loudly reminded him, "floating dust, from the first round of coercion assessment, you can see that this son has a strong physical body. Once you run out of spiritual power, you will lose. Kill him quickly!"
"I understand!" Wang Feichen walked towards Tan Yun step by step with his sword in his hands!
Mu mengbalderdash looked at Tan Yun and whispered, "it is important to worship the holy sect, but if life is gone, everything will be empty."
Tan Yun knows that the other party is telling himself to admit defeat and save his life!
At this moment, millions of city people fixed their eyes on Tan Yun, who had no power to fight back. It was expected that Tan Yun would choose to protect himself and admit defeat!
"Hum, even if you admit defeat, the city master will never let you go!" when Wang Tianyou thought to himself, Tan Yun looked at mu mengmo, the iceberg beauty, and said in a firm voice: "the good intentions of the emissary are appreciated by the younger generation. The younger generation... Will never admit defeat!"
Tan Yun's words caused an uproar in the crowd!
Some people think Tan Yun's courage is commendable; Some people think Tan Yun doesn't know how much he weighs. He's out of his mind and died!
In the face of Tan Yun's ungratefulness, mu Mengli was a little unhappy and didn't bother to say more words.
Tan Yun brought her the feeling of recklessness and ignorance!
"Never admit defeat? Hehe... Then die!" Wang Feichen suddenly held the sword, jumped up 30 feet, and injected the remaining spiritual power into his arms. Immediately, when his hands were dancing, he brought up a domineering three feet sword curtain, like a sword cage, and shrouded Tan Yun at a high speed!
He wants to shred Tan Yun!
"Everybody, look what he's going to do!" suddenly, someone in the field lost his voice and exclaimed!
In the eyes of people who couldn't believe it, Tan Yun, who was lying on the ground waiting to die, didn't try to escape. Instead, he slammed his hands on the table and shot away at the shrouded sword cage!
People wonder why Tan Yun made such a scene of death!
"I'll fight with you!" Tan Yun rose to the sky. No one found his pupils, emitting a strange and profound red light!
"This is the pupil..." Wang Fuchen looked down at Tan Yun's eyes. The word "Shu" did not fall. Suddenly, a very strong sense of dizziness swept his mind like a storm, and his mind fell into a moment of blank!
Then, his sword holding hands stopped dancing. The terrible sword cage immediately collapsed. After invisible, he fell head to tan Yun!
This scene is no small matter. People are full of doubts. Wang Feichen, who was strong and bullying at the moment before, how could he faint!
"Chen'er, are you crazy! Start killing him!" Wang Tianyou screamed.
However, Wang's floating dust is like a dead man. It hits Tan Yun vertically like a meteorite!
Tan Yun was excited. He suddenly punched Wang Feichen in the air. However, at this time, a sense of crisis filled Tan Yun's body!
"Despicable bastard, the young master almost got your way!" Wang Feichen suddenly laughed wildly and stabbed a sword into Tan Yun's chest!
As the favored son of the meteorite City, Wang Fuchen really didn't get a false reputation. Just after he woke up, he actually took his plan and made a fatal blow to tan Yun!
"Puff!"
Tan Yun was shocked and avoided in the air. Although he avoided the bad luck of a sword penetrating his heart, the Broad Sword Pierced one of his ribs, and with a stream of blood, pierced through the gap between his ribs and pierced out of his back!
"Poof!"
Tan Yun spits blood at his mouth!
Holding a sword, Wang Feichen took Tan Yun's body and shot down toward the creation platform, "boom!" Tan Yun slammed his back on the creation platform. A blood arrow burst out of his mouth, splashing Wang Feichen all over his face!
"I don't think you'll die!" when Wang Fuchen wiped the blood off his face with his left hand and wanted to draw a sword to kill Tan Yun again, his smile suddenly solidified on his face!
"No one wants to kill me unless I want to die!" Tan Yun roared. He held the sharp blade in his right hand and let his palm be cut!
Then, Tan Yun suddenly stood up and stabbed the broadsword into his chest!
Blood splashed from his chest. Tan Yun seemed to forget the pain. He put his sword handle on his chest and looked at Wang Feichen close at hand. There was only one thought in his heart. Kill Wang Feichen!
Kill Wang Feichen!
Tear up the king's floating dust!
"Hongmeng ice flame!"
Tan Yun instantly turned his left hand and tried his best to push it to Wang Feichen's chest!
"Bang!"
"Click, click..."
With the dull sound of chiseling, Wang's ribs cracked and his chest collapsed, sending out a frightening scream like killing a pig!
He felt Tan Yun's left palm pouring out a cold like a frozen soul, eroding his internal organs!
"No... dad, help..." when Wang Fuchen's scream stopped suddenly, no one saw the internal organs in his body, which had become ice sculptures!
"Show mercy! Spare my son's life!" Wang Tianyou was so sad that he begged Tan Yun with tears!
He's scared! Wang Fuchen is his most doting little son. He can't tolerate his beloved son dying!
Blood gushed down from his forehead, instantly blurred Tan Yun's eyes, and fell into endless blood color in his sight!"Whew!"In the pain, in Tan Yun's sight, a sword slashed at his neck.With his bare hands, Tan Yun tore the flesh of Zhongpin lingbing, slammed his feet on the table and shot several feet backward like a shell!"Hum, your spiritual power is exhausted. You can't even take weapons out of the heaven and earth ring! What qualifications do you have to compete with me? Go to hell!"Wang Feichen, with a grim smile on his face, skimmed five feet at low altitude, holding a sword in both hands, and cut down obliquely towards Tan Yun in retrogression!"Don't talk nonsense. You dream if you want to kill Lao Tzu!" Tan Yun shot down, his left leg stepped on the platform, and his body was like a sharp arrow shooting to the right. When Wang Feichen cut Tan Yun's back with a sword, the sword tip left a bone scar on Tan Yun's back with the blood!"Whoosh!""Death!" Wang dust turned into a residual shadow, instantly came to the top of Tan Yun, who was unstable, and stepped on Tan Yun's throat!"Bang... Bang!"When the first sound sounded, Tan Yun crossed his arms and held high to resist. After the second sound, Tan Yun seemed to be kicked ten feet without fighting back, like a broken kite, falling heavily on the table!With Tan Yun's physical strength, will he be kicked by Wang Feichen?no Of course not!Just now, Tan Yun crossed his arms to resist. He had two purposes. First, he wanted to experience how strong Wang Feichen was when his spiritual power was about to run out; Second, he pretended to be defeated in order to confuse Wang Feichen and pave the way for the next display of Hongmeng's divine pupil!Tan Yun's soul is as powerful as the nine levels of the spiritual fetal realm. If he shows his Hongmeng divine pupil in the vigilance of his opponent, it will have little effect. But if the other party is careless, there may be unexpected gains!"Cough..."Tan Yun lay on his back, coughing up a mouthful of blood, looking depressed!"Bah! Overestimate yourself!" when Wang Feichen despised Tan Yun, he felt the broad sword in his hand and became more and more heavy.He was an inspiration and knew that his spiritual power was about to run out.Once his spiritual power was exhausted, he could not pick up the broad sword weighing thousands of kilograms with one hand!Wang Tianyou seemed to see through Aizi's lack of spiritual power, and loudly reminded him, "floating dust, from the first round of coercion assessment, you can see that this son has a strong physical body. Once you run out of spiritual power, you will lose. Kill him quickly!""I understand!" Wang Feichen walked towards Tan Yun step by step with his sword in his hands!Mu mengbalderdash looked at Tan Yun and whispered, "it is important to worship the holy sect, but if life is gone, everything will be empty."Tan Yun knows that the other party is telling himself to admit defeat and save his life!At this moment, millions of city people fixed their eyes on Tan Yun, who had no power to fight back. It was expected that Tan Yun would choose to protect himself and admit defeat!"Hum, even if you admit defeat, the city master will never let you go!" when Wang Tianyou thought to himself, Tan Yun looked at mu mengmo, the iceberg beauty, and said in a firm voice: "the good intentions of the emissary are appreciated by the younger generation. The younger generation... Will never admit defeat!"Tan Yun's words caused an uproar in the crowd!Some people think Tan Yun's courage is commendable; Some people think Tan Yun doesn't know how much he weighs. He's out of his mind and died!In the face of Tan Yun's ungratefulness, mu Mengli was a little unhappy and didn't bother to say more words.Tan Yun brought her the feeling of recklessness and ignorance!"Never admit defeat? Hehe... Then die!" Wang Feichen suddenly held the sword, jumped up 30 feet, and injected the remaining spiritual power into his arms. Immediately, when his hands were dancing, he brought up a domineering three feet sword curtain, like a sword cage, and shrouded Tan Yun at a high speed!He wants to shred Tan Yun!"Everybody, look what he's going to do!" suddenly, someone in the field lost his voice and exclaimed!In the eyes of people who couldn't believe it, Tan Yun, who was lying on the ground waiting to die, didn't try to escape. Instead, he slammed his hands on the table and shot away at the shrouded sword cage!People wonder why Tan Yun made such a scene of death!"I'll fight with you!" Tan Yun rose to the sky. No one found his pupils, emitting a strange and profound red light!"This is the pupil..." Wang Fuchen looked down at Tan Yun's eyes. The word "Shu" did not fall. Suddenly, a very strong sense of dizziness swept his mind like a storm, and his mind fell into a moment of blank!Then, his sword holding hands stopped dancing. The terrible sword cage immediately collapsed. After invisible, he fell head to tan Yun!This scene is no small matter. People are full of doubts. Wang Feichen, who was strong and bullying at the moment before, how could he faint!"Chen'er, are you crazy! Start killing him!" Wang Tianyou screamed.However, Wang's floating dust is like a dead man. It hits Tan Yun vertically like a meteorite!Tan Yun was excited. He suddenly punched Wang Feichen in the air. However, at this time, a sense of crisis filled Tan Yun's body!"Despicable bastard, the young master almost got your way!" Wang Feichen suddenly laughed wildly and stabbed a sword into Tan Yun's chest!As the favored son of the meteorite City, Wang Fuchen really didn't get a false reputation. Just after he woke up, he actually took his plan and made a fatal blow to tan Yun!"Puff!"Tan Yun was shocked and avoided in the air. Although he avoided the bad luck of a sword penetrating his heart, the Broad Sword Pierced one of his ribs, and with a stream of blood, pierced through the gap between his ribs and pierced out of his back!"Poof!"Tan Yun spits blood at his mouth!Holding a sword, Wang Feichen took Tan Yun's body and shot down toward the creation platform, "boom!" Tan Yun slammed his back on the creation platform. A blood arrow burst out of his mouth, splashing Wang Feichen all over his face!"I don't think you'll die!" when Wang Fuchen wiped the blood off his face with his left hand and wanted to draw a sword to kill Tan Yun again, his smile suddenly solidified on his face!"No one wants to kill me unless I want to die!" Tan Yun roared. He held the sharp blade in his right hand and let his palm be cut!Then, Tan Yun suddenly stood up and stabbed the broadsword into his chest!Blood splashed from his chest. Tan Yun seemed to forget the pain. He put his sword handle on his chest and looked at Wang Feichen close at hand. There was only one thought in his heart. Kill Wang Feichen!Kill Wang Feichen!Tear up the king's floating dust!"Hongmeng ice flame!"Tan Yun instantly turned his left hand and tried his best to push it to Wang Feichen's chest!"Bang!""Click, click..."With the dull sound of chiseling, Wang's ribs cracked and his chest collapsed, sending out a frightening scream like killing a pig!He felt Tan Yun's left palm pouring out a cold like a frozen soul, eroding his internal organs!"No... dad, help..." when Wang Fuchen's scream stopped suddenly, no one saw the internal organs in his body, which had become ice sculptures!"Show mercy! Spare my son's life!" Wang Tianyou was so sad that he begged Tan Yun with tears!He's scared! Wang Fuchen is his most doting little son. He can't tolerate his beloved son dying!
