"Third brother...!"

At the same time, powerful auras swept over from the distance. One of them happened to see this scene, his eyes were splitting with anger, and he screamed in surprise.

Jiang Fan killed Xiong San and looked up, grinning.

“It couldn’t have come at a better time!”

Just now there was the sword formation, and the spirit treasure was activated again, and he went all out, but nearly 80% of his power had been consumed. Feeling the strong men coming one after another, his heart was filled with despair.

"It's so difficult to kill one person, but now there are a few more coming, what can I do?"

"Could it be that God wants to kill me?"

"If I die here, will I who swallowed the starry sky world also die with me?"

As his thoughts turned, Jiang Fan transformed into a stream of light and fled quickly.

The space pulsed with his feet, and his speed reached the extreme.

Even at this moment, his spatial understanding of this world has improved a bit, but it still doesn't help.

Ahead, a strong man blocked the way.

There are people behind and to the left.

Catching a turtle in a urn?

Besieged on all sides?

No, this is a desperate situation of death!

"Died before leaving the battlefield? Isn't my luck too tragic?"

"No, I still have a chance!"
Chapter completed!