The mighty power suddenly shocked the two of them dozens of feet away.

puff!

The young man in purple spit out a mouthful of blood. The attack on the blue-stick brush just now was mainly aimed at him. With such a blow, he immediately passed through his defensive layer and injured his internal organs.

Fairy Huanling snorted, and her pretty face flushed, and her blood was rolling, and she suffered some minor injuries.

"kill!"

Yang Fan's eyes flashed with light, and the green brush in his hand stroked the void again.

In an instant, a word "kill" that was dozens of feet tall appeared in the void.

The word "kill" exudes a cold murderous aura, which contains infinite spiritual oppression.

That murderous aura even penetrated the soul's bone marrow, making people shudder.

Whoosh!

The word "kill" that is dozens of feet tall suddenly turned into three feet in size, and lightning flashed past the young man in purple.

His originally broken layer of defense was immediately cut like paper.

The three-foot-sized character "kill" even passed through his body and passed by a hundred feet before it disappeared.

The young man in purple stood there, with a slight slight doubt in his eyes, and then he turned into despair and reluctance.

On the front of his body, you can see the word "kill" formed by a blood-red scar.

What is very strange is that the bright red blood groove with the word "kill" stopped and did not flow out immediately.

However, the few people watching the game on the field could see that the young man in purple was dead.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his body fell from mid-air like a kite with broken strings.

thump!

Falling from a high altitude without any defense, it fell directly into a bloody and bloody situation.

Wow~~

Only then did the people on the oasis react and burst into an uproar and immediately distanced themselves from the terrible corpse.

The leader of the Sun surname couldn't help but take a breath of air, and everyone felt chill.

Although they are both in the early stages of the Nascent Soul, the strengths of the two sides are so different.

"The last round is left..."

Yang Fan pursed a smile on his lips and held a blue-stick brush in his hand.

The fairy's jade face was pale, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes were helpless.

The field was silent, and even the breathing sound was so clear.
Chapter completed!