Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 517 Still have 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 tightly grasped Fang Tian's painting halberd inserted into his collarbone, and while roaring, he pushed his left palm upwards!

Immediately, a nine-foot-high light blue flame sprang up from Tan Yun's left palm, covering Hou Ye holding Fang Tian's painting halberd above him. In an instant, Hou Ye was wrapped by a nine-foot-high ice cone!

It can be vaguely seen that the waiting night in the ice cone has a painful look on his face, and the face, neck and even the skin of the whole body have begun to turn into a layer of ice under the extreme cold!

"Roar!"

Scarred and seriously injured, Tan Yun endured severe pain and suddenly squatted down. After breaking away from Fang Tian's painted halberd that had been inserted into his left collarbone and reached his chest, he let blood spray from his chest and jumped up to three feet, holding the divine sword Jin Ni, Cut towards the ice cone!

"It's not that easy to kill me! I'll be crushed!" At this moment, a fierce and vicious sound came from the ice cone, and the next moment, when the ice cone burst, Hou Ye's whole body had turned into icy skin, "Wow! "Crack!

At this moment, Hou Ye, who had no blood all over his body, regained his freedom bloody, endured great pain and hastily dodged Tan Yun's sword!

"Puchi!"

Unfortunately, his dodging speed was a bit slow. After Tan Yun cut off his left arm, the sharp sword Jin Ni 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, spun his body, with five finger bones without flesh and blood, dancing Fang Tian's painted halberd, and slashed at Tan Yun who couldn't dodge in time!

"Puchi!"

The sharp tip of the halberd drew a bloodstain on Tan Yun's neck. If it was an inch deeper, Tan Yun would have his throat cut and die!

"Puchi!"

After Tan Yun dodged hastily, his eyes were red, he flew up, and with a backhand sword, cut off the two fingers of Hou Ye's left hand holding Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly!

"Come out!"

Tan Yun's left hand suddenly stretched out, along the left side of Hou Ye's severed chest, grabbed two ribs, and pulled out Hou Ye's body!

"No……"

Hou Ye let out a miserable cry like a deflated ball. His right hand, which lost two fingers, held Fang Tian's painting halberd tightly, and pierced into Tan Yun's chest at the same time, "I want to die together!"

"Puff puff!"

Tan Yun sprayed three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the blood gushed 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 coming 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 Slaughter Demon Ape take action. The hatred completely aroused his blood as a man, and he must avenge Song Hong, Mengyu, and Ziyan with his own hands!

"Puchi!"

Tan Yun suddenly leaned forward, allowing Fang Tian's painted halberd to pierce through his chest and stab bloody from his back. Immediately, the sword in his right hand pierced Hou Ye's heart with a stream of blood!

"puff--"

Hou Ye spat out blood all over Tan Yun's face. He looked at Tan Yun incredulously, his eyes gradually became lax, and said in a trembling voice: "You madman, desperate madman... If it wasn't for me, I didn't expect you to be so desperate. ...Otherwise, I won't lose to you..."

Tan Yun, who was extremely weak, had a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Anyway, you are the one who died, not me!"

"Tan Yun, you bastard..." Before Hou Ye could finish his sentence, Tan Yun inserted the 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 pulled out Fang Tian's painting halberd piercing through his chest with his left hand, and put it in the Qiankun Ring!

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

At this moment, Tan Yun touched the ground with the sword in his right hand, not letting himself fall down. The two blood holes in his chest were shocking, four ribs were broken, several deep bone wounds were visible on both legs, and the sword wound on his neck was deeply irritating. The hearts of all!

What was even more horrifying was the horrible corpses lying around Tan Yun!

These corpses, together with Tan Yun, who was short of breath and severely injured, were telling everyone the tragedy of the decisive battle!

Interpreting 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, tears of excitement flickered in her beautiful eyes. Who said that there is no one under him!

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

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

It was hard for them to believe that their fellow disciple Tan Yun was so powerful!

On the other hand, the more than 11,000 disciples under Lu Yi's sect have not recovered. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have been killed. I don't believe that the strength of Tan Yun's leapfrog challenge would be so strong!

"Brother Tan Xian!" Seeing that Tan Yun was not dead, Luo Fan wept with joy, as if when he was running towards Tan Yun, he was suddenly stopped by Lu Yi with a livid face, "What do you want to do! The decisive battle is not over yet!"

After Lu Yi stopped Luo Fan, he turned his head and looked at the five disciples who survived Tan Yun's killing before he used the Hongmeng Slaughtering Divine Sword Formation, and shouted angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Go with this elder and kill Tan Yun!"

"Disciple obey!" At this moment, facing Tan Yun who was holding on to the sword forcibly, the five people who were unscathed, although they were afraid of Tan Yun's strength in their hearts, they were confident that killing Tan Yun would be easy at this moment!

"I see which one of you dares to make a move!" Shen Subing appeared in front of Tan Yun with a flash of beauty, protecting Tan Yun behind her.

"Shen Subing, Tan Yun just said that there is a decisive battle with 89 people. Now is the period of the decisive battle. According to the rules of the clan, no one is allowed to interfere!" Lu Yi's old voice contained endless anger!

Because he knows that if Tan Yun is not killed today, if Tan Yun single-handedly singles out the eighty-nine disciples under his sect, and spreads the news that he slaughtered the eighty-four disciples under his sect, he will definitely lose face !

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

Anxiety was written all over Shen Subing's character's face, and she cast a look of help to Tang Xinying.

Tang Xinying nodded to Shen Subing's head, and immediately looked at Han Yong and Lu Yi, saying without a doubt: "Tan Yun is a genius disciple of my Immortal Sect's Alchemy Vein. This chief wants to protect such a monstrous genius, so the decisive battle is over!"

"Chairman, my subordinates disagree!" Lu Yi and Han Yong said in unison, "Chairman, you are the lord of the immortal sect's alchemy, how can you violate the clan 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 his right hand and leaned on the ground, controlling himself not to fall down. He was indifferent, and his weak voice was filled with endless chill, "Chief, this disciple also disagrees!"

"The disciple still wants to fight!"