Bi Shen's face was contorted. A vicious glint flashed across his dry eyes!
The five of them and the people from the Evil Elderly Village had already suffered great losses.
Both sides could not move. The only thing they could do now was to see who was more ruthless and who was more ruthless to themselves!
"Argh!"
A heartfelt roar sounded from the depths of Bi Shen's heart.
He was going to use the Blood Fiend Art again!
He would be able to stand up again after using the Blood Fiend Art again! He would kill the old fogeys who were barely hanging on in front of him!
Bi Shen clenched his teeth and prepared to use the Blood Fiend Art.
A sword gleam flashed, and his head flew off.
His head was like a golf ball that had been lightly hit by someone. It spun and rolled happily, occasionally making thumping sounds when it hit a rock. Finally, it rolled out of the floating island and fell into the abyss.
He was in!
Although the other four assassins in purple from the Blood Dress Tower were heavily injured, they were still as clear-headed as Bi Shen.
The same went for the six old fogeys from the Evil Elderly Village.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the rolling head.
When they looked up slightly, they saw a young man in a white robe with a longsword in his hand.
"Little Langjun?"
"Target?"
Everyone's pupils involuntarily shrank. Their already exhausted faces stiffened at this moment.
That's right. This white-robed young man was Ye Fanchen, whom they had all overlooked.
Both sides suffering great losses?
That was exactly the ending Ye Fanchen wanted!
At this moment, everyone's faces were filled with fear.
Even the Beast King, who had been incomparably calm from the beginning to the end, revealed a trace of anxiety at this moment!
Whether it was the assassins in purple from the Blood Dress Tower or the old fogeys from the Evil Elderly Village, they all wanted to get what they wanted from Beast King.
Beast King was completely confident that they would not kill him.
But Ye Fanchen was different!
Ye Fanchen was an outsider who had accidentally interfered. If he wanted to, he could kill Beast King at any time!
But none of this was the key. The key was Ye Fanchen's current expression.
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Amidst the coldness, there was a hint of satisfaction.
Looking at the way he killed Bi Shen, it didn't look like he was watching a murderer. Instead, it looked like he was watching a farmer harvest the rice he had planted!
He did not possess the ruthlessness of the assassins from the Blood Dress Tower, nor did he possess the evilness of the old fellows from the Wicked Elderly Village. All he had was extreme cold-bloodedness!
"Shua!"
"Thump, thump, thump …" This sound made one's hair stand on end.
Another head rolled down from the body.
Beast King, who was paralyzed like a dead dog, suddenly remembered to sweep the floor.
Yes, sweeping the floor!
The way this young man dressed in a white robe killed was very much like a farmer who was sweeping the floor!
Everyone swallowed hard at this moment. Their eyes were filled with fear. The way they looked at Ye Fanchen was like looking at the Grim Reaper with a sickle!
"Shua!"
Another heart-wrenching sound rang out!
This time, it was three heads that rolled down.
All five purple-robed assassins from the Blood Dress Tower were killed!
None of them had thought that they would end up like this.
In the end, they had died in the hands of an insignificant early-stage Nirvana Realm martial artist who no one thought highly of.
Moreover, this martial artist was the target of their assassination mission!
Five late-stage Chaotic Realm Blood Dress Tower purple-robed assassins had died in the hands of an early-stage Nirvana Realm martial artist.
Not many people would believe it if they heard about it.
However, it had happened.
Not only the purple-robed assassins from the Blood Dress Tower, but even the old fellows from the Wicked Elderly Village would die!
Ye Fanchen was the only one who could stand on this floating island.
These late-stage Chaotic Realm martial artists had suffered great losses after the great battle.
Not to mention that Ye Fanchen was an early-stage Nirvana Realm martial artist. Even if he was an ordinary person, he could kill all of them with a little effort.
This was a completely unfair massacre!
This was an action that the so-called righteous people despised.
However, Ye Fanchen did not feel guilty at all. Not at all!
When the Blood Dress Tower sent the late-stage Chaotic Realm martial artists to assassinate Ye Fanchen, did they consider that Ye Fanchen was an early-stage Nirvana Realm martial artist?
Ye Fanchen's expression was normal. He was like the Grim Reaper as he walked step by step towards those fellows from the Wicked Elderly Village.
The despair in these old fellows' eyes was self-evident.
However, Ye Fanchen would not stop because of their despair.
His eyes seemed to contain a ten-thousand-year-old glacier, making people shudder.
The entire space was eerily quiet at this moment.
Fresh blood dripped from the Thousand Mysterious Sword onto the ground!
"Drip!"
This was originally a normal sound, but when it reached everyone's ears, it was as terrifying as a ghost's cry in the middle of the night.
It was as if their hearts had been hit by a thousand-pound hammer!
Every second felt extremely long to the old fellows from the Wicked Elderly Village who could not move and could only wait for death.
Their nerves were tensed up bit by bit, so tensed that they did not dare to breathe!
Finally, the old fisherman could not hold it in anymore!
"I will fight you to the death!" He knew that the extremely cold-blooded young martial artist in front of him would not let them go!
The old fisherman's hands were already broken in the battle just now, and his dantian was also shattered.
However, he did not know where the strength came from. Perhaps it was a strong desire to live, or perhaps it was a struggle before death!
The old fisherman swooped and bit towards Ye Fanchen. He no longer had hands, and because his dantian was shattered, he could not use his vitality. He could only use his teeth!
Ye Fanchen naturally noticed this at the first moment. The Thousand Mysterious Sword slashed towards the old fisherman's nose, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes!
Only a 'crack' sound was heard.
The old fisherman's head was instantly split into two from his nose, and he died suddenly!
However, a sharp tooth accidentally grazed Ye Fanchen's skin, and a drop of blood dripped onto the ground!
Ye Fanchen did not notice it, but the eyes of the Beast King, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, lit up! It was as if it had seen some hope.
It began to move, and with great difficulty, it slowly moved its body towards the drop of blood on the ground, its eyes filled with desire!
The old fisherman's counterattack also made Ye Fanchen more vigilant.
He increased his speed, and one by one, he learned the names of the remaining people from the Wicked Elderly Village.
Sunlight shone down from the sky well that was the size of a volcano!
It sprinkled on Ye Fanchen's body.
The entire space finally returned to peace at this moment.
All the disputes should stop here.
Two hours ago, there were dozens of Subtle realm, four Nirvana realm, and dozens of late-stage Chaotic realm above this abyss!
Now, only Ye Fanchen was left standing.
In this place, the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, had played out countless times.
However, the final winner was the inconspicuous Ye Fanchen.
Ye Fanchen looked at the corpses on the ground. Although he did not feel happy or worried, he still felt a little lucky.
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