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Ye Fan fell on the tree again by relying on the 12 points of luck brought by the blessings of the ghosts.
After being buffered by the branches, Ye Fan fell to the ground again.
"Damn! If you fall a few more times, your bones will fall apart!"
Ye Fan forced himself to stand up, gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that the male and female swords must be used first!"
He looked at the male and female swords in his hands, and the blades of the two swords turned out to be blunt.
It turned out that Ye Fan had always been fighting with a blunt sword.
It's just that it's not that easy to give a magic weapon a head start.
It took half a month just to prepare, and one had to make a good move to complete the opening.
Let alone half a month now, even for a minute, he doesn't have it!
Ye Fan took a deep breath, made up his mind and said: "Mother! At worst, I will be weak for half a month. I will fight with you today!"
I saw him concentrating, holding his breath, gathering Qi between his eyebrows.
Until the moment when he was so suffocated that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was about to be discouraged.
With lightning speed, the middle finger of his right hand pierced the small protrusion on the center of his eyebrows.
A drop of abnormally bright blood 'squeezed' out from the wound.
Ye Fan hurriedly caught it with the Male Slashing Evil Sword.
The moment the drop of blood on his brow fell on the male evil sword.
The golden light was shining, and the sword body kept vibrating, accompanied by the sound of sword chant.
Ye Fan was so blinded by the dazzling light that he couldn't open his eyes at all.
After the golden light dissipated, Ye Fan slowly opened his eyes.
I saw that the blade of the Male Evil Slashing Sword, which had been frustrating, had been fully sharpened, and it was emitting a shuddering cold light.
The originally bare sword body now presents a majestic map of stars.
Ye Fan murmured weakly to himself: "It turns out that the male evil sword recorded in the book is not wrong, it really looks like a star!"
He turned his head to look at the female Slashing Evil Sword, and wanted to attack it together.
But according to his current physical condition, it was obviously impossible.
The drop of blood he 'squeezed' out just now is the blood essence in the human body that is more precious than bone marrow.
Of course, it's not the kind of essence and blood that is said in medicine.
It is the condensed essence of the blood of the whole body of the human body, which belongs to the most yang thing.
It is said that a normal person can condense up to ten drops of blood essence.
It is enough to see how precious blood essence is!
At this time, Ye Fan felt a weakness he had never felt before, and he even regretted cutting the evil sword in this situation.
Now that he has the magic weapon, how can he fight with his weak body?
Just when Ye Fan was at a loss, the battle between Liu Rumeng and Ji Luocha was also decided.
After all, Liu Rumeng was still a bit weaker, not a match for the semi-complete Fierce Raksha.
She was knocked down from the air by Ji Luosha and landed on the ground not far from Ye Fan.
Ye Fan shouted nervously: "Rumeng! How are you?"
Liu Rumeng clenched her silver teeth, exhausted her last bit of strength, and floated to Ye Fan's side.
I saw her anxiously urging: "Brother Ye Fan! You run away, I will hold it back!"
Ye Fan looked at the extremely weak Liu Rumeng beside him, and the anger in his heart instantly reached its peak.
He roared angrily: "Damn it! Even if you are the king of heaven, I will kill you today!"
Ye Fan raised the male evil sword that had just been sharpened in his hand, and rushed towards the fierce Rakshasa who was rushing towards him.
"Don't..." Liu Rumeng just wanted to stop him, but found that it was too late.
Ye Fan played in a completely reckless way, directly fighting fierce Luosha close to hand, only attacking and not defending!
After several rounds, Ye Fan had several wounds with deep visible bones.
But the Fierce Rakshasa was not much better. The Evil Slaying Sword that was consecrated and opened was obviously many times stronger than the sword.
Even though Ye Fan didn't cut its body at all because of his weakness, the sword edge that was just chopped out left several holes in Ji Luocha's body.
Although it is constantly absorbing evil spirits, trying to recover from the wounds on its body.
But the power of stars left by Zhanxie Sword not only prevented the wound from recovering, but also eroded its wound continuously, making the wound bigger and bigger.
Fierce Rakshasa was also completely enraged by Ye Fan. It let out a roar towards Ye Fan, and gushed black air from its mouth to wrap Ye Fan in it.
The fierce Rakshasa, who was originally a black mess, has grown hands, feet and a head, and looks like a black child brought from the heat.
However, its pair of eyes took up half of its face, and it looked bigger than a copper bell!
"Roar!"
With another roar, the fierce Rakshasa who turned into a child rushed into the black air.
"caught you!"
Ye Fan's indifferent voice came from the black air.
In the next second, a figure jumped out of the black air, holding a black iron chain in his hand.
And at some point, a dark green bead was hung on his body, which was shining with a faint green light at this moment, blocking all the black energy from Ye Fan's body.
Liu Rumeng looked at Ye Fan who rushed out of the black mist, and said excitedly: "Bai Suzhen's demon pill!"
When she saw several bloody wounds on Ye Fan's body, she said worriedly again: "Brother Ye Fan, you are injured! Let me see!"
As she spoke, she was about to force herself to fly to Ye Fan's side.
Ye Fan dragged the soul lock chain in his hand, and said to Liu Rumeng: "Rumeng! Don't come here, the battle is not over yet!"