At this moment, I met Wushuang again, and felt less guilty and more calm and relieved.

"Friends...we're meeting again for the second time."

Wushuang's mouth pursed a curve and looked at Yang Fan and smiled.

After fighting side by side for the second time, Yang Fan certainly understood the meaning.

In the desert oasis, the two of them fought for the first time, and they were eventually seriously injured and severely injured.

That day, the two fought side by side for the first time and finally got through the difficulties together.

This time, facing the three old demons who were comparable to the God Transformation Period in the last moment, the two joined forces again to rebel from the death realm and win.

From the past hostility and opponents, to the subsequent enemies and friends, to the current comrade-in-arms partners who are shoulder to shoulder with life and death.

The two of them cherish each other decades later.

"Wushuang, why are you surprised by this resurrection? Isn't all this what you expected?"

Yang Fan asked.

"No, if the body is still there, it is possible to be resurrected and reborn." Wushuang shook his head: "However, my body died a decade ago. According to common sense, even if you use this sword to kill the old demon of Sanyou, you will not be able to resurrect me."

"So... how did you resurrect?"

Yang Fan asked curiously.

"This may be related to the power you have in your body." Wushuang looked at Yang Fan with a little thanks in his eyes.

"My power?"

"When your power is poured into my sword, it causes some kind of change. By coincidence, this broken sword becomes my new body."

Wushuang's eyes were misty and said based on his feelings.

"Is there such a thing?"

Yang Fan felt incredible.

At that moment, he infused his lifelong energy, including the magnificent and pure vitality in his body, into this sword.

When a sword is slashed out, it will experience a cycle of life and death, and such a change will occur beyond imagination.

"Maybe, this is also an anomaly under the law of heaven." Wushuang looked up at the sky, his eyes extremely far.

Yang Fan smiled slightly and flew towards the corpse of the Sanyou Old Demon.

Ten miles of space are just a moment of effort.

Next to the corpse of the Sanyou Old Demon, there was a black spear broken into two pieces.

It is the Overlord Spear.

Although it has been broken, after being washed by the peak power, the material may be further improved.

When Yang Fan cleaned up the Sanyou Old Demon storage bag, he found that all the items had become waste fragments, only a golden iron fan, which was intact.

"Isn't this the 'Pengyu Fan', one of the eight treasure fans?"

Yang Fan was overjoyed and put the Pengyu Fan into Xianhong Space.

He has seen the power of Pengyu Fan.

As one of the eight treasure fans, this fan is much more precious than ordinary ancient treasures.

Then, Yang Fan came to Hu Fei's bloody body.

There was also a faint vitality in his body, and the thunder spirit bead circling and trembling above his body.

Yang Fan came over to treat Hu Fei.

Although his body was almost beaten to an inhuman shape and his bones were mostly broken, it was just a lot of trouble for Yang Fan.

After half a day of hard work, Yang Fan used the magic of rejuvenating the spring to restore Hu Fei's body.

During this period, the high-level Yuanying such as Butian King, Medicine King, Poison King, Yun Yuxi rushed over.

The other monks, such as Cang Yun, Lin Zhong and others, also arrived.

A few days later, Hu Fei finally woke up. When he saw Wushuang, he was stunned and even suspected that he was dreaming.

"Friend, I'm leaving."

Wushuang said suddenly.

"You're leaving? So fast!!"

Yang Fan was shocked.

"Yes, I'm leaving soon. I'm used to being alone, in order to break the high-speed rail rules told in the depths of my soul, and also in pursuit of the true peak."

After Wushuang said that, the lonely figure walked towards the distance and never returned together.

At this time, the dawn had just risen, and his figure seemed to be floating in his slow steps.

Yang Fan even had the illusion that he could not see through the state of Wushuang.

"Where are you going?" Yang Fan couldn't help asking.

"I will go wherever there are many strong people..."
Chapter completed!