Chapter 517: Still have to fight!

The five hundred and seventeenth chapter is still to fight!

"My life is up to me! And you can't decide my life or death!"

"Hongmeng Ice Flame!"

Tan Yun's right hand clenched the Fang Tianhua halberd inserted into his collarbone, and while roaring, his left palm suddenly pushed upwards!

Immediately, a light blue flame as high as nine feet rose suddenly from Tan Yun's left palm, covering Hou Ye who was holding the Fangtianhua Halberd above. In an instant, Hou Ye was wrapped in a nine-foot-high ice cone!

Vaguely visible, the waiting night in the ice pick, with a painful color on his face, the skin on his face, neck and even the whole body, under the extreme cold, began to turn into a layer of ice!

"Roar!"

The scarred and seriously injured Tan Yun, endured the severe pain, squatted down suddenly, broke away from the Fang Tianhua halberd that had been inserted into the left collarbone and reached his chest, let the blood spray from his chest, jumped up three feet, holding the divine sword Jin Ni, Cut towards the ice pick!

"It's not that easy to kill me! I'll break it!" At this moment, a tragic and fierce sound came from the ice cone, and in the next instant, when the ice cone burst apart, Hou Ye's whole body had turned into ice skin, "Whoa! "Crack!

At this moment, Hou Ye, who had no **** skin all over his body, regained his freedom bloody, and endured the pain to hurriedly dodge the sword from Tan Yun!

"Push!"

Unfortunately, his dodging speed was a little slower. After Tan Yun cut off his left arm, Jin Ni, a sharp sword, cut off the two ribs on Hou Ye's left side and cut the edge of his heart!

"Ah... I'm going to kill you!" Hou Ye, who lost his left arm and was seriously injured, twisted his body, and his five finger bones without flesh and blood danced with Fang Tianhua halberd and slashed towards Tan Yun who couldn't dodge!

"Push!"

The sharp point of the halberd was on Tan Yun's neck, and there was a bloodstain on Tan Yun's neck. If it was any deeper, Tan Yun's throat would be cut to death!

"Push!"

After Tan Yun hurriedly dodged, his eyes were red, he flew up, and with a backhand sword, cut off the **** of Hou Ye's left hand holding Fang Tianhua halberd!

"Get me out!"

Tan Yun's left hand suddenly stuck out, along Hou Ye's left chest that was cut open, grabbed two ribs, and pulled out Hou Ye's body!

"Do not……"

Hou Ye let out a tragic wailing like a deflated leather ball. His right hand, which lost two fingers, clenched the Fang Tianhua halberd and pierced into Tan Yun's chest at the same time.

"Puff puff!"

Tan Yun spat out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and blood spurted out of his chest. His next crazy move made Hou Ye feel horrified!

Feeling hopeless!

At this moment, Tan Yun, who was seriously injured and weak, resisted the dizziness that came from his head. He bit the tip of his tongue and regained his consciousness. He knew that this was the best time to kill Hou Ye!

At this moment, Tan Yun still did not let the Heaven Slaughtering Demon Ape take action. The hatred completely inspired his blood as a man, and he must take revenge for Song Hong, Mengjiao, and Ziyan with his own hands!

"Push!"

Tan Yun suddenly leaned forward, letting Fang Tianhua halberd pierce his chest and stab **** from his back. Immediately, he held the sword in his right hand with a string of blood and pierced into Hou Ye's heart!

"puff--"

Tan Yun's face was full of blood spurting out in the night. He looked at Tan Yun's eyes in disbelief, gradually slackened, and said in a trembling voice, "You lunatic, a lifeless lunatic... If it wasn't for me, I didn't expect you to be so desperate. ...otherwise, I won't lose to you either..."

The frail Tan Yun showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Anyway, it's you who died, not Lao Tzu!"

"Tan Yun, you bastard..." Before Hou Ye finished speaking, Tan Yun inserted his sword into Hou Ye's mouth and stabbed it out from the back of his neck!

After Tan Yun pulled out his long sword tremblingly, Hou Ye fell limply in a pool of blood!

"hiss!"

Tan Yun gasped in pain, and with his left hand, he pulled out the Fang Tianhua halberd that pierced his chest, and put it into the Qiankun Ring!

Immediately, Tan Yun disarmed the Hongmeng Tu Divine Sword Formation, and the moment he appeared in front of everyone, Tang Xinying, Shen Subing, Lu Yi and all the elders of the Xianmen Danmai, more than 400 deacons, and more than 10,000 disciples present fell into a short-lived moment. sluggish!

At this moment, Tan Yun touched the ground with the sword in his right hand, preventing himself from falling down. The two blood holes in his chest were shocking, the four ribs were broken, the wounds on both legs with deep visible bones, and the sword wound on the neck were deeply stimulating. All minds!

What is even more frightening is that there are horrible corpses lying around Tan Yun!

These corpses, and Tan Yun, who was short of breath and seriously injured, were telling everyone about the tragic battle!

Interpretation of the strength of Tan Yun's leapfrog challenge!

It is also a declaration of Tan Yun's determination to kill and revenge!

At this moment, Shen Subing pursed her lips, and excited tears flickered in her beautiful eyes. Who says there is no one under his door!

From now on, who would dare to say that his disciples are all ants!

And more than 3,800 disciples under her sect looked at Tan Yun with admiration, admiration and some fear.

It is hard for them to believe that their fellow student Tan Yun is so powerful!

On the other hand, the more than 11,000 disciples under Lu Yi's sect still haven't recovered. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, or they would have been killed, they wouldn't believe that Tan Yun's leapfrog challenge would be so powerful!

"Brother Tan Xian!" Luo Fan cried with joy when he saw that Tan Yun was not dead, just like when he was running towards Tan Yun, he was suddenly stopped by the blue-faced Lu Yi, "What do you want to do! The decisive battle is not over yet!"

After Lu Yi stopped Luo Fan, he looked back and looked before Tan Yun before Tan Yun used the Hongmeng Slaughtering Divine Sword Formation, facing the five soul-refining eighth-level disciples who survived the slaughter of Tan Yun, and shouted angrily: "What are you still doing? Let Elder Ben go together and kill Tan Yun!"

"Disciple obeys!" At this moment, the five unscathed people faced Tan Yun who couldn't fall down with their swords. Although they were afraid of Tan Yun's strength in their hearts, they were conceited that it would be easy to kill Tan Yun at this moment!

"I see who of you dares to do it!" Shen Subing Liying flashed and appeared in front of Tan Yun, protecting Tan Yun behind her.

"Shen Subing, Tan Yunfang only said that he wants to fight with eighty-nine people. Now is the period of the decisive battle. According to the sect rules, no one can interfere!" Lu Yi's old voice contained endless anger!

Because he knows that if Tan Yun is not killed today, and if Tan Yun single-handedly singled out the eighty-nine disciples under his sect, if the news of slaughtering 84 of his own disciples spreads out, his face is bound to be disgraced. !

At this time, Han Yong angrily pointed at Shen Subing, "Elder meritorious, this old man is the deacon of the Discipline Hall! With this old man here, I can't allow you to run wild here, let this deacon get out of the way!"

Shen Subing's character's face is full of anxiety, and she casts a look of help to Tang Xinying.

Tang Xinying nodded slightly at Shen Subing, then looked at Han Yong and Lu Yi, and said without a doubt, "Tan Yun is a genius disciple of my Xianmen Danmai. In order to protect such a monstrous genius, the decisive battle is over!"

"Chief, my subordinates disagree!" Lu Yi and Han Yong said in unison, "Chief, you are the eldest of the elixir of Xianmen, how can you violate the rules in front of everyone!"

Tang Xinying was as cold as ice, and when she was about to speak, Tan Yun held the sword in her right hand and leaned on the ground, controlling her to not let herself fall. She was indifferent, and her voice of weakness was filled with endless chill, "Chief, this disciple doesn't agree either!"

"The disciple still has to fight!"