The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Just under all eyes, Chen Fan hesitated for a long time in the face of Wu Xiu's questioning.

At this moment, everyone can feel that Chen Fan's eyes are getting sharper and stronger, and his aura is getting firmer and firmer, and his whole person, like a sharp sword out of his body, blooms with a peerless edge!

"I will!"

Chen Fan said loudly!

"In Chen Fan's lifetime, if I don't break the palace, I won't return it. I want the palace to be removed from Dongwaizhou forever. I want them to sink into the realm of crime forever and punish them for their crimes!"

"I, Chen Fan, will use my own hands to build a new world, which will allow the war to leave the East and Outer Continents forever, and let the survivors enjoy a peaceful life forever!"

"And this is my Chen Fan's promise to you Wu Xiu!"

"In the future, Dongwaizhou may forget me, or even me as an enemy demon, but they will never forget you Wu Xiu, they will not forget your 300,000 soldiers, and they will never forget that you Wu family used to be The first one to stand up against the palace and fight for it!"

Chen Fan said a lot of things in one breath, and he was very solemn. These words were to make Wu Xiu feel at ease and to spur him all the time!

He must not let this group of people die in vain, he will definitely do what he promised!

At the last moment, Chen Fan greeted Wu Xiu deeply: "You are the heroes of Dongwaizhou!"

The voice fell, and the world laughed loudly.

That laughter came from Wu Xiu, with joy, with the last touch of nostalgia for this world!

"Chen Fan, remember what you said today, Wu, go!"

After that, Wu Xiu took his people and left.

There is no trace of nostalgia or struggle, only a bleak back view.

The wind is sluggish and the water is cold. Once the strong man is gone, he will never return it!

At this moment, even ordinary monks who differed in everything could hear what was about to happen from Chen Fan's words.

Looking at Wu Xiu's army leaving, everyone put down their soldiers and respectfully bowed to the distance.

As Chen Fan said, they are the real heroes!

"Oh... Fan'er, you put such a heavy burden on yourself, in the future... it is possible to be enchanted."

Jian Zhantian sighed and patted Chen Fan on the shoulder, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

But Chen Fan shook his head and looked up at the dawning sky, with an indescribable smile on his mouth.

"There are thousands of ways, demon, it is not a way!"

After that, Chen Fan lowered his head and looked at Jian Zhantian. He just wanted to say something, but felt a sweet throat and a mouthful of blood sprayed instantly.

A little bit of blood fell from the high platform to the ground, and at this moment, the world in Chen Fan's eyes seemed to slow down.

Seeing endless worry in Jian Zhantian and Meng Qing's eyes, they wanted to rush up to support themselves who were slowly falling.

He saw the tears in Jian Yi's eyes burst, and aggressively held his arm.

There is also tweeting, it seems to be shouting something, but Chen Fan can't hear what the other party is saying.

To achieve the transfer, Chen Fan saw the concerned expressions of many people and saw them shouting for themselves.

"Is this the feeling of dying?"

Chen Fan muttered to himself.

Just now, Chen Fan's injury deteriorated once again because of his emotions. The internal injuries that had been reluctantly suppressed broke out in an instant.

And it was out of control.

Now Chen Fan can clearly feel that his life is losing rapidly, as if he will completely return to nothingness in the next moment.

But for some reason, there was a voice in Chen Fan's heart that told him again.

Can't die, before fulfilling his promise, before defeating Gong Xuanyao, resurrecting Jianxin again, and personally creating a brand new Dongwaizhou.

He can't die!

Suddenly, Chen Fan's eyes went black, and then a soft white light appeared, directly inhaling his last ray of consciousness!

Chen Fan, fell into a coma!