Chapter 122. Hongling's last confession

"The light of rice also dares to compete with the sun and the moon." Fake Ye Fan didn't even move, allowing a silver gun to stab his body.

The silver gun seems to have touched hard steel and can't get in.

"You're fooled, rubbish, go to hell." Zhao Yunlong said with a ferocious smile.

"Bum!"

A shocking explosion.

Fake Ye Fan's face was ugly. He didn't expect that the other party just paralyzed him. In order to get close to him, it was impossible for him to avoid such a close self-explosion. Even with his strength, he looked quite embarrassed at this moment. His clothes were ragged, and there were some small wounds in some parts of his body.

Ji Mu and the other two were stunned and looked at him who was still alive for a moment in disbelief. It's so straightforward to die. It was once agreed to dominate the world together and travel around the world. The bright and reassuring man, the man who can give his back to him, died like this.

"No!" The three roared together, and tears blurred their eyes, mixed with humiliation and anger, unwilling.

"Damn ants." Fake Ye Fan's face was so ugly that he was actually injured by this group of ants.

Ye Fan's eyes were full of brilliance, and a trace of light suddenly appeared in his dark and desperate eyes, making a tenacious struggle.

Cao Yun's eyes were red, and his heart was full of ups and downs. Anger filled his heart. He suddenly stood up and looked at death.

"The boss... This is the last time I call you boss. Farewell..." Cao Yun rushed to the fake Ye Fan crazily.

Fake Ye Fan looked at Cao Yun rushing at him and knew what the other party was going to do. He quickly dodged it. At the same time, the two swords split in a cross.

"It's another madman, but I won't let you succeed this time." He scolded in his heart.

Cao Yun looked at the sword spirit that came to his face, did not dodge, and just straightened over.

"Sneer."

The sound of flesh and blood being cut sounded. Cao Yun's left hand was directly cut off, and his chest was even more flesh and blood, but the momentum did not decrease, and he still rushed to the other party.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party would not dodge, but so what? I want to avoid it more easily...

"Bum!"

Another shocking explosion. The rain of blood all over the sky mixed with flesh and blood fell on the fake Ye Fan's face. These flesh and blood contained a terrible impact, hitting the fake Ye Fan's body and making a "puff" sound.

"Damn, damn!"

Fake Ye Fan couldn't get out for a while and was completely restrained by these flesh and blood.

The light in Ye Fan's eyes was even stronger, and his whole body began to tremble, and tears began to flow out in his eyes.

Hongling found Ye Fan's abnormality.

"Really? It turned out that the death of Cao Yun and Yunlong gave Brother Ye Fan hope. In this case, I also..." A sad smile surged from the corners of Hongling's mouth.

She came to Ye Fan with difficulty, stroked his face, and muttered to herself, "You know, in that time of the decisive battle with Taber, I couldn't help but fall in love with you. Your handsomeness, your chic, your mystery and strength deeply attracted me, and even made me have a trace of inferiority. I really want to spend my life holding hands with you. Hongling said extremely gently, and the girl's thoughts confided to Ye Fan without reservation. At this moment, she completely let go.

He bowed his head and kissed Ye Fan's lips affectionately. His lips were divided, and Hong Ling smiled, and there was no regret in his eyes.

"Is this because I took the opportunity to take advantage of you? I'm really happy, but I really can't bear to sleep alone in the permanent darkness in the future." She trembled and removed her hand from Ye Fan's face and couldn't help looking at him.

Ye Fan's tears surged like a spring and was no longer controlled. The trembling of his whole body became more and more violent, and the expression on his face began to be distorted and ferocious. It was as if a beast was about to rush out of his body.

"Hahaha, you lowly existence has made me ugly again and again. I will never give you a chance again. Go to hell." Fake Ye Fan came out of the rain of blood and laughed loudly.

Hong Ling gently jumped up and rushed to the fake Ye Fan. She took a last look at Ye Fan in the air. A poignant smile bloomed on her face, and the smile brighten the space.

"This familiar action, familiar feeling, is it again..." Fake Ye Fan sweated coldly.

"Bum!"

It seems to be the blooming fireworks, and it seems to be the blooming peony flower, or the last touch of red in the sunset.

Ye Fan's eyes were full of light, and the white light broke through the black shackles, and the control of the body returned to his control little by little. The memory just now flowed on Ye Fan's heart little by little, washing his heart.

Ji Mu sighed gently and stepped away. He wanted to follow their footsteps, but he was surprised to find that his arm was grabbed by a man from behind.

"Big... Brother..." Ji Mu choked and said.

"Leave it to me, don't... Don't sacrifice any more. It's all because of me." Ye Fan said tremblingly, and his hand holding Ji Mu was almost unstable because it was too trembling.

Ji Mu silently retreated to the back without a reason. He firmly believed that his eldest brother could defeat the demon.

Ye Fan watched the blood rain fall all over the sky, as if he saw the bright smile of the girl who silently liked him again. He smiled at himself and reached out to touch the blood, as if he were stroking her face.

"You are so stupid... Is it worth it?" Ye Fan resisted tears and muttered.

A simple single sword was split out, without any brilliance in it, and there was no momentum. In this way, a sword was split on the fake Ye Fan's body and pushed him out of the blood rain.

"Are you a fool? I thought you would be better when you were awake. It seems that you are still a fool." Fake Ye Fan looked at him with idiotic eyes. He couldn't figure out why Ye Fan wanted to save him from the rain of blood.

Ye Fan did not answer his question, but quietly watched the blood rain. The reason why he pushed the fake Ye Fan out of the blood rain was that he did not allow such a dirty thing to stain her.

"Are you finished reading it? You can die after reading it." Fake Ye Fan smiled ferociously and said that the black sword soul killed Ye Fan again. In his mind, even if Ye Fan was awake, he was not his opponent and was destined to die.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault that I'm not firm." Ye Fan muttered to himself and didn't even look at it. The colorful sword soul flew out of his Dantian field, and then five rays of light merged together. In the end, there was only one color left in the whole sword soul, white, representing light, hope and guarding white.

The white sword soul and the black sword soul are intertwined, and the battle between white and black!

A moment later, the place where the white sword soul and the black sword soul fought was a shining white sword soul, emitting endless light, while the black sword soul turned into a streamer and returned to the body of the fake Ye Fan.

"Puff!" Fake Ye Fan spit out a mouthful of blood, mixed with a little visceral fragments, and looked at him with shock. He couldn't believe that he was weaker than him before, but why he suddenly became so strong now.

"Damn! True Heaven and Earth Cloud Dragon Dance. False Ye Fan used Ye Fan's unique skill, and suddenly hundreds of black dragons appeared. The strange thing was that there was no white eyes in the dragon's eyes, and there was only a dark and deep.

The black dragon looked up at the dragon and sang all over, and then turned to Ye Fan and rushed over, and some of them directly took a blazing dragon breath.

Ye Fan didn't seem to notice anything. He just stood there quietly and knew that the black dragon was about to approach. Then he came to his senses and raised his hand, and the white sword soul blocked in front of him.

All attacks are blocked by the white sword soul. To be precise, they are absorbed and devoured, and all attacks are invalid.

Fake Ye Fan stared at the white sword soul and roared, "Why, why is it invalid for you? Why did you suddenly become so strong?"

Ye Fan glanced at the fake Ye Fan indifferently, as if the cold wind in hell blew and made him shiver.

"Go to hell, let's ask again."

The white sword soul made a sound of sword sound, and the sword body trembled. The next moment, it appeared in front of the fake Ye Fan, and then stabbed into his body without hesitation, passing through his chest and his back. His proud body could not be stopped at all, and he didn't even react.

Blood splashes, flesh and blood!

Then the white sword soul suddenly appeared under his feet, and then pierced it from the soles of his feet, pounding a drum, and then rushed out of the top of his head, piercing his heart.

A tearing sound sounded, and the fake Ye Fan's body was divided into countless pieces, with only his head in half. From the expression on his face, it could be seen that he was asking, "Why is it suddenly so strong?"

The answer is actually very simple.

Because Ye Fan has found the way he is struggling to pursue in his heart, which is his swordsmanship.

Guard Kendo!

Strong because of guarding, guarding your most precious person, and constantly becoming stronger!

After experiencing the excitement just now, Ye Fan's realm also broke through together. At this time, his mental state of mind reached the ninth level of horror! The realm of cultivation has reached three levels of status!

But these are secondary. The important thing is that he understands his kendo. Many swordsmen have been pursuing their kendo all their lives. Many people simply think that kendo is the process of continuous cultivation and sword practice, so these people are doomed not to reach a considerable height.

Only the strong man who really finds his own way will not get lost on the way to climbing the peak. It can be said that if he understands his kendo, Ye Fan has the qualification to go to heaven.

The realm of heaven is the realm that countless people dream of. In the Kingdom of Thunder Wind, the realm of heaven is absolutely invincible. One person can destroy the whole Kingdom of Thunder and is the character at the top of the pyramid. What's more, the strongest on the surface of Leifeng Kingdom is only the strength of perfect status.

A black airflow floated from the fake Ye Fan's body and integrated into Ye Fan's body. This black airflow is the collection of Ye Fan's negative emotions. Now it is integrated into Ye Fan's body, and I don't know what impact it will have. However, this is originally his. When he goes back, Well, thinking of this, Ye Fan was not afraid at all, but frowned slightly.

He stood quietly in the place where his brothers died. Ji Mu stood silently behind him, and the two mourned their brothers who died together...