593: C593 I Can't Hold on Any Longer

C593 I Can't Hold on Any Longer

Out of the twenty men, only three of them were Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven warriors, and the rest were Sixth Tribulation Nirvana Stage warriors.

The ferocious True Yuan fluctuated, and Yang Fan was completely surrounded in the middle. They were coordinating with each other, and were constantly attacking each other.

However, every time they attacked, they would hold back some of their strength, so as to prevent Yang Fan from rushing over and not being able to retreat in time.

"Yang Fan, let's see how long you can last!" A Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven burly man said with a sneer.

Yang Fan's eyes immediately locked onto this man. His calm face didn't show any emotion because of these words.

Swoosh!

The Karmic Imprint could once again be formed. Yang Fan's body flashed and he disappeared from his original spot. After which, he appeared in front of this large man. The Nether Spring Blade stabbed forward. There was a blade glow circulating on the tip of the blade.

"No!"

The burly man's pupils instantly reflected Yang Fan's figure. He cried out in terror as he frantically retreated. He wanted to retreat from Yang Fan's attack range, but it was too late.

The tip of the blade stabbed into his chest. The blade light spread out and tore his divine soul apart in an instant.

"Quickly retreat!"

When the others saw Yang Fan killing the burly man with a single slash, their expressions changed, and they quickly retreated. However, they didn't retreat continuously. Instead, they continued to harass Yang Fan as they retreated.

They couldn't give Yang Fan any chance to catch his breath. What they needed to do was to exhaust Yang Fan to death!

"This method might be useful to others, but to me... Hehe. " Yang Fan chuckled. In this noisy battlefield, no one else could hear him.

However, they could see the smile on Yang Fan's face.

However, they didn't understand why Yang Fan was still laughing at them at this moment, as if he was mocking them.

"Humph! Everyone, calm down. As long as we persist, we will definitely exhaust him to death!" Another Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven warrior said to the others who were surrounding them.

"Don't worry, Yang Fan will definitely die in our hands today!"

Everyone was filled with confidence. In this chaotic battlefield, more than twenty Nirvana Stage Expert had joined hands and attracted everyone's attention.

When Alliance of Nineteen Prefectures saw Yang Fan being besieged, they immediately rushed over to help him.

However, the Grand Xia Dynasty had more Nirvana Stage Expert. They wanted to help, but they couldn't.

The warriors of the Grand Xia Dynasty immediately stabilized their formation after retreating.

No matter how powerful Yang Fan was, he was just a single man, and he was only at the Nirvana Stage. No matter how strong his combat strength was, there were still many people who could match him.

Under these circumstances, if Yang Fan continued to fight, his true essence and other aspects would be constantly consumed.

As for a martial artist, once they lost their true essence, they would lose 90% of their strength.

Thinking of this, the numerous Grand Xia Dynasty martial artists immediately felt that they had found the true method to kill Yang Fan. Even Wen Hou couldn't help but nod his head. He felt that his subordinates were quite smart.

Originally, the three Xia brothers could have taken Yang Fan's life.

However, the three brothers were too stupid. They were killed by Yang Fan before they could even use their most powerful attack.

Wen Hou couldn't help but feel furious when he thought of this.

"Yang Fan, do you feel tired? The fatigue is spreading all over your body?" The Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven man asked with a sneer as he harassed Yang Fan with his attack.

"I don't feel tired. I just feel noisy." Yang Fan replied.

The Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven man laughed and said, "Haha, Yang Fan, don't be stubborn..."

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, Yang Fan appeared behind him and punched his back with his left hand. The extremely powerful force turned him into a Blood Mist.

The loud laughter came to an abrupt stop, causing the eyelids of the other Nirvana Stage Expert who were besieging Yang Fan to twitch violently.

Two Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven warriors were killed in a row. All of them shut their mouths and did not say a word. They used even more ferocious attacks to consume Yang Fan's energy.

As long as they could hold on, no matter how arrogant Yang Fan was right now, he would still die in their hands!

Although the attacks coming from all directions could not hurt Yang Fan, he had to defend against them. In this way, he would be completely restrained.

Yang Fan frowned, "Being dragged like this is troublesome."

In the next moment, his eyes seemed to reflect the heaven and earth, as if there was a mysterious vortex swallowing everything.

However, if one looked closely, they could not see any changes. Even the feeling just now seemed to be an illusion.

The Eye of Ten Thousand Techniques!

After a long time, Yang Fan once again used his strongest trump card.

Under the reflection of Yang Fan's eyes, he saw the countless Law Lines between the heavens and the earth. He also saw the Law Lines spreading out from the bodies of the martial artists surrounding him.

In that instant, the Nether Spring Blade slashed out dozens of times at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Every blade cut down on the Law lines spreading out from the body of an enemy.

He sheathed his blade, and his pupils returned to normal.

"Puff!"

Following that, all of the Nirvana Stage Expert surrounding Yang Fan spat out blood, and the life force in their bodies rapidly weakened until it completely disappeared.

When this scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding people, they were incomparably shocked.

Especially those warriors of the Grand Xia Dynasty. Apart from being shocked, there was also a trace of fear in their eyes.

They looked at Yang Fan. The latter was still calm and composed, and the true essence fluctuations on his body showed no signs of weakening.

With more than twenty Sixth Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven warriors joining hands, not only did they not exhaust Yang Fan to death, they even lost their lives. Was it really feasible to use numbers to exhaust Yang Fan to death?

"Hold on! Yang Fan must be pretending to be calm!" A Nirvana Stage Tribulation Five warrior from the Grand Xia Dynasty shouted.

After saying that, he initiated an attack on Yang Fan.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fan had killed more than twenty Sixth Grade Nirvana Stage and Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven warriors. He must have used up a lot of his energy.

Right now, Yang Fan's calmness was definitely an act!

This Nirvana Stage Tribulation Five man firmly believed in this point.

Therefore, his attack carried a brutal killing intent and indescribable excitement.

The number one genius of Nineteen Prefectures, the Yang Fan who had caused great trouble for Grand Xia Dynasty, was going to die in his hands now!

* Chi! *2

A blade light flashed, and this Nirvana Stage Tribulation Five warrior's eyes widened. A line of blood extended from his forehead to his chin.

His body, which was charging forward, fell heavily to the ground. Due to inertia, he rubbed against the ground and moved forward. Finally, he stopped in front of Yang Fan's feet.

Yang Fan didn't even look at this person. His eyes turned and immediately locked onto an enemy at the Nirvana Stage Tribulation Seven.

Another slash of his blade ended this man's life.

Upon seeing this, everyone in the Grand Xia Dynasty was certain.

Yang Fan's combat strength was still as strong as before, and he didn't consume any energy at all.

"Monster!"

The people of Grand Xia Dynasty had labeled Yang Fan as a monster in their hearts at the same time.

"Hold on, Yang Fan is just pretending..." There were also Nirvana Stage Tribulation Nine generals who wanted to restore everyone's confidence and continue fighting Yang Fan.

But before he finished his words, he saw that Yang Fan had already killed a few more Nirvana Stage Tribulation Five and above soldiers.

"I can't hold on any longer." The Nirvana Stage Tribulation Nine general sighed helplessly in his heart.

Wen Hou, who was fighting with Hsing Zhong, had been paying attention to the situation below. At this point, he understood that it was impossible to continue attacking Wushuang Hall.

If he wanted to continue, besides increasing the number of casualties, there was no way he could take down Wushuang Hall.

Unless he could kill Hsing Zhong or severely injure him, with his strength, he would not be able to do it.

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