“Killed!”

Ye Fan burst into a drink, and did not hesitate to raise his sword to split a red wave of swords.

The sword wave, wrapped in the thunder, came to the front of Meichuan Cool.

They half-mouthed, and there was a strong fear in the pupils.

He tried to dodge backwards, but still not as fast as the sword wave.

The body of the meagawa cool son was suddenly submerged by the red sword.

The sword flashed, and Meichuan cool son's body, staggered a few times, and finally fell straight to the ground, motionless.

He was hit hard by the heavy blow, he could not resist the attack of the demon sword, so he was killed on the spot in a trick.

In the sky, kilometer away, the battle is almost over.

The wind god, by his own efforts, solved nearly a hundred powers, all of which were full of corpses.

The remaining dozen powers continued to besiege the pterosaurs.

At present, the level of the powers that can survive is naturally among the top in the Jingguo soul-sculting organization.

They attacked together, and for a moment and a half, they could not let the wind out.

And to be honest, it is not easy to be alive now, after all, it is a single-handed battle with hundreds of masters.

In the body of the pterosaur, there are also seven or eight traumas, flowing with blood.

Then even if the wind god can completely solve the remaining powers, but its situation must not be optimistic.

It has been facing the wheel tactics of the powers of the powers of the few before, and the internal force has been almost exhausted, and many skills are powerless, so that they cannot come out, and even if it is exhibited, the power is greatly reduced.

“I am coming!”

Ye Fan saw this scene and decided to help the wind god to end the battle.

He instantly flew to the wind god, facing the demons who attacked from all directions, and drew a sword.

The sword of the demon sword formed a circular curvature on the ground.

Immediately, the round-shaped sword wave spread out.

In the blink of an eye, the red sword aperture buried the powers.

The sword roared, and all the powers fell from the sky, fell to the ground, and died on the spot, and there was no survivor.

I have to say, Ye Fan's ability is too domineering, a trick, it is incomparable, no one can stop.

Although not long ago, he almost planted a big heel in Meichuan Kuko, but fortunately, strong up down, through the difficulties, and now to deal with other powers, it is simply easy to do.

In the eyes of others, the powerful and the most frightening master, to Ye Fan, is as fragile as the inconspicuous little yo.

If not, then how can it be just a trick, and it will be directly destroyed by Ye Fan.

At this point, the cow than coaxing the extraordinary organization, the soul of the Jingguo was completely destroyed, the base camp was put to the bottom of the sky, the leader of the Meichuan Kuko is already dead, the rest of the creatures are also running to Huangquan Road, since this talent organization has become history, set a period.

“Go to the ground.”

Ye Fan pointed to one place and said to the wind god.

The pterosaur realized, nodded, and a gust of wind fell to the designated point.

Ye Fan jumped from the back of the dragon, and the pterosaur twisted his neck and smiled at him, full of laughter, looking at the pupil of the former, full of worship.

The reason why the wind god is so worshipped is not unreasonable, because the strong opponent that he could not solve for a long time was even killed by the master, which is too handsome.

The wind god is even more determined to only recognize Ye Fan as his own master in his life.

Ye Fan let the pterosaurs landed on the ground, because he noticed that some of the other's injuries were more serious, so he wanted to help them heal.

He first took out some of the drugs for targeted treatment, and fell on the palm of his hand to indicate that the pterosaurs swallowed.

The pterosaurs were full of gratitude in their eyes.

“Hold on!”

With the strange sound, it rolled all the drugs in Ye Fan's palm into his mouth and then swallowed it directly.

“Hold on down.”

Ye Fan continued to command, and his fingers gently grabbed the back of the dragon, and seemed to help him tickle.

Don't mention how comfortable, smile happily, lie on the ground obediently, tacitly cooperate, and even forget the pain on your body for a while.

Then, Ye Fan began to concentrate on helping the wind god to heal.

Under the internal and external effects, the wounds on the body of the wind god gradually stopped bleeding and slowly healed.

Its physical fitness itself is almost counter-intuitive, coupled with the help of Ye Fan's various efforts, so the injury recovery is much faster than imagined.

It was about an hour, and Ye Fan stopped.

“How do you feel?”

Ye Fan asked, do not know when, his forehead came out of the fine sweat beads, after all, the previous battle lost part of the internal force, too late to rest for a moment, and then non-stop for the wind god for continuous treatment.

In other words, I’m afraid it’s paralyzed.

The wind god was originally comfortable, lying on the ground, almost asleep, its eyes and mouth are slightly closed, and even mouth water from the corner of the mouth.

Hearing Ye Fan's voice, it opened its eyes, grinned with joy, and saw that the state was much more spiritual than before the healing, and it looked refreshed.

"Let's rest a little, let's go."

Ye Fan did not rush to leave for a while to prevent the wind god from re-healing wounds from re-appearing in bad condition.

He looked around and found that no one had really come back to life, especially Meichuan, whose body had long since become a cold corpse.

Ye Fan took out the mysterious practice that was given by the dwarves in the valley of the wind and thunder, still did not understand, and read it for half a day, full of fog, and had to throw the secret into the storage ring.

The fatigue of his eyes, let him not half raise his neck, look to the sky.

I don't know why, suddenly, Ye Fan felt a strong pressure from the sky.

That pressure, unprecedentedly, made him feel almost suffocated in an instant.

The wind god also clearly appeared uncomfortable symptoms, it first "ten" from the ground to climb up, anxiously walking around, and then the mouth of the grin of the grin, and before some of the more fragile wounds, although just healed, but now there are traces of scar fracture.

To be able to break the wound in the air again is enough to see the horror of the mysterious pressure, which is almost inconceivable.

Ye Fan did not feel that his eyebrows were wrinkled, and his eyes stared at the sky, always feeling that something bad was going to happen.

This is absolutely strange phenomenon, all the powers are dead, why is there such a terrible pressure?Strange things are inexplicable!