Chapter 1686 (1/2)

”Arrogance, do you really think one person can beat so many of us? Who here is not the saint's realm? Since you want to die, go to die!”

An Zhengyuan's sword was flying and turned into a mountain, killing him.

At the moment, in the eyes of everyone, Yunfan is already the end of a powerful crossbow and is fighting hard to resist. With such strong martial arts, Yunfan can hardly live.

Even so, no one left behind. The fierce moves were one after another.

More than a hundred saints in the realm, each of them exists at the level of a big man on the top stars, and their fierce attacks shocked the remaining 100 people.

In a moment, there were scars on Yunfan's body, and the blood was dripping drop by drop.

But he insisted tenaciously, blocking all the strongest attacks around him, and reducing his damage as much as possible.

”Why bother? Is it better to die here than in the hands of blood demons?” Song Xiangmin sighed.

”Stop talking, it's his choice.” Song Ming whispered.

In fact, many of them knew why Yunfan did this, but it was shocking to see such a talented person die in a group beating.

”Not dead yet. I think you can hold on a few times!”

An Zhengyuan came out again. This time, Yunfan had just stopped the attack of Tang Baichao and Shan Yu Canhe, and had no chance to resist his knife.

The body was blown away and sprayed with blood. An Zhengyuan quickly followed and the long knife shot again.

Others quickly followed, and the light wrapped Yunfan again. They all know that one-on-one, no one is Yunfan's opponent.

”If you shout the most, let you shut up first!”

Yunfan didn't resist the attacks around him. Even Lingyun's sword was put away and rushed to the blade.

Many people couldn't bear to look straight at the saber mang bombarding Yunfan's head. They didn't want to see such a genius smashed like this.

”No!” a fierce roar came out. The people looked at Yun fan in horror and couldn't help but retreat a step.

At this time, Yunfan's left hand had been inserted into an Zhengyuan's heart, and there was no scar on his head, not even a drop of blood.

As soon as an Zhengyuan's yuan God left the body, he was forcibly smashed by Yunfan's fist.

Leaving an Zhengyuan's body behind, Yunfan said calmly, ”go on. You have a good time. Don't be spoiled by individuals.”

As soon as a saint Jing wanted to do something, he saw the cold eyes of Tang Baichao and immediately retreated.

”So you didn't try your best before, and I didn't think you could withstand the triple strike of the sage realm. You don't have to fight. I really want to know your real combat power.” Tang Baichao said.

The sage realm may not be able to see Yunfan's combat power, but the Tang hundred dynasties are the triple sage realm. Every move is easily blocked. If you can't see it again, you don't deserve to be the emperor of the Tang Dynasty for countless years.

”Since I don't fight, why do I say it? Besides, you must think I'm bragging.” Yun Fan said with a smile.

”No matter whether it's bragging or not, someone will believe it.” Shan Yu said.

Yunfan was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to speak.

”Well, if I do, you don't have a living person now.” Yun Fan said.

”Impossible!” one of the hundred people shouted.

They are the older generation. They have lived for countless years and finally become saints. Such a result is difficult for them to accept.

It's humiliating enough to lose in such a short time. This guy said he could kill them all.

It's crazy