Lord of the Desert

Chapter 300 Impermanence
Blood overflowed from the corners of Hong Fan's eyes.

He has never output the true energy of the sand world so explosively.

"Tude."

The right hand points with the sword and speaks onomatopoeia.

The sand knife shot out diagonally and hit the opponent's hanging left calf.

The buzzing sound spread across both sides of the Taiwan Strait, tingling Jiang Wenbai.

This time, the giant spirit phase's defense no longer worked.

The golden sand thread penetrated Su Peifeng's calf, bringing out powdery bone residue.

A groan of pain.

Then, Hong Fan heard the breathtaking sound of drums.

That is the heartbeat of the djinn.

"Drink!"

Amidst the long roar, Su Peifeng pulled out another three inches of his body.

Cracks appear in the solidified sand.

Hong Fan's hair stood on end and rolled sideways.

The bridge shakes.

That foot finally stepped down.

There was a sandstorm.

The giant spirit's various wounds spurted out mist-like blood, staining the surrounding area.

Two feet away, Hong Fan stood up slowly, breathing heavily.

Since the beginning of this battle, his reaction and output abilities have always been at the limit of every fight.

So that the boundaries between life and death are blurred together with time.

The sky was filled with sand falling like rain.

Su Peifeng, covered in wounds, turned around and looked.

The teeth-stinging sound of bones rubbing against each other sounded.

Hong Fan looked around and saw the muscles squirming at the wound on his opponent's left calf, and then forcibly fixed the broken tibia.

Su Pei advanced like thunder and advanced again.

"Hong Fan, you are tired."

He hissed, and the giant spirit element was as active as boiling.

"But the red-faced god won't get tired."

The oppressive attack came like a wave.

Hong Fan moved around, surrounded by dangers, and seemed to be stubborn in delivering useless blows.

After more than ten anxious rounds, he cut out four more bloody wounds.

But if you stick to it for a long time, you will lose it.

After making the fifth cut, Su Peifeng seized the opportunity and punched out.

Hong Fan's sense of distance has always been excellent.

Since the battle, he has long been familiar with the opponent's striking distance.

[Step back and lean back. This punch will stop half an inch in front of my chest. 】

Hong Fan's mind is like ice, and his thoughts are like clear springs flowing on it.

Then, he watched helplessly as Su Peifeng's joints dislocated and his wingspan increased by three inches.

At the limit, Hong Fan twisted his waist and moved, but it was still not enough.

The fist bone was imprinted an inch into the right shoulder.

There was a loud sound of bone cracking.

Jun Enzhong is thrown high into the air.

Su Peifeng already saw the chance of victory, roared angrily, stepped up and punched down.

In an instant, countless ways of evasion flashed through Hong Fan's mind.

Time is too short and reason is no longer enough to rely on.

As a result, his nature, which was usually wrapped in various thoughts, was exposed, and he chose to attack it directly.

Twist the soles of your feet horizontally to stop your retreat.

Hong Fan spun around and faced the punch.

Su Peifeng was absolutely certain that he had hit his opponent.

However, it felt like being hit by the wind - the opponent's rotational speed in the same direction as the punch almost eliminated all the force.

[My turn. 】

Floating in the air, thinking.

Hong Fan stretched his left arm, put it on Su Peifeng's wrist, and used his strength to rise up.

In a dizzying moment, his toes stepped on the back of the giant spirit's hand.

The fist hit the rock face.

Xianzunqiao remained motionless and responded with the strongest counterattack.

Su Peifeng couldn't help but stiffen for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hong Fan stepped onto the giant's shoulder, flipped over with his hands, and caught Jun Enzhong in the air.

The sword flashed and he spun to the ground.

"call……"

Hong Fan took three steps away and took a deep breath to suppress the pain.

Under the tattered clothes, his shoulders were swollen and black.

The sound of string breaking suddenly started at this moment.

Blood burst out from Su Peifeng's back, revealing a stab wound that was more than a meter long.

This is the result of Jun's favor.

With the help of his life star, Su Peifeng checked his physical condition in an instant.

Most of the right latissimus dorsi and trapezius muscles were broken, and the rhomboids were slightly injured.

The blood flowed down like a waterfall, dyeing half of the giant's body bright red.

Since the fierce battle, he has shed a lot of blood, which is hard to measure.

Actuated by the true energy, the stubble of the broken flesh immediately knitted with each other, restoring basic functions.

"A mere stab wound..."

Su Peifeng turned around and stood up. Before he made his declaration, he felt dizzy.It made him feel unfamiliar with his own body.

Since the destiny star was in place, he has never felt tired once he activates his abilities.

Unless the true energy is exhausted, the giant spirit's physical strength will be endless.

"how did you do that?"

Su Peifeng was stunned for a moment and looked at Hong Fan.

"Jun Enzhong is a poisonous blade. Its poison is called 'Impermanence'. It is forged into the metal blade and does not need to be tempered."

Hong Fan replied.

"A penetrating warrior only needs one strike to survive, and he won't be able to survive for half an hour."

"I've been waiting for you to get mad."

At this point in the war, there was no need for him to hide anything.

"I see."

Su Peifeng was stunned when he heard this.

"Impermanence, it turns out to be impermanence."

He murmured the name of the poison like an obsession, and tears actually flowed from his red eyes.

"Ha, it was impermanence that killed you..."

Su Peifeng gritted his teeth and dragged his body to fight again.

But at this moment, the giant spirit moved slowly and was unable to break away from the quicksand around its feet.

There were two more thunders.

Hong Fan held the blade behind his left hand and cut off both sides of Su Peifeng's hamstrings.

The giant lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The light golden sky and black clouds occupied Su Peifeng's distracted vision.

There was a small grinding sound from the side, perhaps from clothes or gravel rubbing against the stone surface, about to deliver a fatal blow.

He should have looked away, but his interest was waning.

[Is this the end of the journey of the Red-faced God? 】

Su Peifeng thought in a daze.

His mind seemed clear and muddy, and he didn't know where it was for a moment. He could only use his sight to find the narrow coffin.

But when he turned his face and looked beyond the bridge railing, he saw only a hazy scene.

It was the twilight that burst out at dusk, and there were swarms of mist-like flying ants in the air.

The sound of flapping wings merged into a hum.

As Su Peifeng watched and listened, he suddenly felt that the twilight and buzzing had turned into a curtain, covering his whole life.

[In the evening of spring, we have all left the group...]

He looked at the flying ants and felt relaxed.

Four years ago, in the same buzz as today, he fell in the arena of the Golden Magnetic Gate.

A glance at Hong bursts into mad love.

Four years later, the turbid love that had been chased like a trapped beast finally became clear.

This love is not just love.

It is torture;

It is disaster;

It is a rose that grows on blood from a wound;
It's a butterfly flying out of a skull's eye...

[Xiao Yu'er, this ending isn't bad, right? 】

Su Peifeng used his last strength to take out the gold chain and held it in his palm.

"Hong Fan, please send me to see her."

He said in an angry voice with a smile and exited the giant spirit phase.

Hong Fan was silent.

He stepped forward with Jun Enzhong, which was full of holes, knelt down on one knee beside Su Peifeng, and stabbed him hard.

The silver blade pierces the heart.

Release the five fingers.

The twisted gold chain fell into the quicksand of the same color.

At this moment, Hong Fan seemed to hear the sound of strong wind breaking the clouds.

He saw the dazzling golden light rising into the sky like lightning, passing through the clouds and heading far to the east.

In the spiritual platform, a dragon soul fruit quickly manifested.

Hong Fan did not draw his sword, but picked up the gold chain.

When he stood up again, Xianzun Bridge was drowned by the mighty cheers.

Along the Yao River, there are thousands of candlelights.

The sound of people's voices is heard.

"Tianjiao, Tianjiao..."

The cry was like thunder, like the wind, and turned into a tide, overwhelming the river waves.

Hong Fan looked at the countless beating faces, his eyes were in a trance, and he didn't know the north or the south.

[Yes, I defeated the top talent on the list. 】

He thought in a daze and looked towards the sky.

The sunset is dead.

Only clusters of blue clouds hold up the crescent moon.

It seems to be relieved.

There is no joy.

PS: The design of Su Peifeng’s character is similar to Hong Fan’s mirror.

First, his background and experience, and then at the same time, he faced the absurd and sudden death of the people around him, and was forced to carry out revenge that was destined to be impossible.

Su Peifeng did not feel that he was at fault and could not hate Ao Zhixian, so he was severely punished; but he also understood that Hong Fan should not bear all responsibility for the death of his fiancée.

The same is true for Hong Fan. He can realize the "coincidence" behind Zhan Yuanzi's assassination, and the Ao family is just a pawn in it.

But that's all they can do.

In the final battle, when the poison of "impermanence" broke out, I suddenly felt that they had reached mutual understanding.

This also echoes the original "tiger looking in the mirror".

(End of this chapter)