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Wang Fan took a step, turned his head, and immediately saw an old man in black robe fly over.

This old man in black robe is cultivated on the seventh floor of the Dixian, and his body is extremely breathless, especially the illusion of the murderous power in his body that stirs the void all around him.

"What happened to the Zhao family you killed with your grandpa, and how can you bear my grandpa?"

Wang Fanyi was not afraid, he sneered and scolded, and then madly performed the lightning flash and space movement, and fled quickly.

Dixian seven-layer powerhouse, he can also deal with short killing guns.

But once the Zhao family came to the seventh floor of the Dixian, or some people who had become stronger, he was not enough.

At his current level, being able to deal with a 7th floor of Dixian is already quite difficult.

The old man in black robe originally heard Wang Fan's words, and thought Wang Fan wanted to work hard with him.

But he never thought that Wang Fan had fled.

It just doesn't make sense.

Especially feeling the stunned and playful eyes of the monks around, he felt the old face hot.

"Mr. Rat, where to go." The old man in black roar roared, his figure flickered suddenly, and chased toward Wang Fan.

It was only soon that he discovered that Wang Fan ’s speed was extremely fascinating, not only his body style was not slower than him, especially the space shifting magical power, but also mysterious.

He could only follow Wang Fan from afar, but he could not catch up at all.

"Old and immortal, you are immortal on the seventh floor. Isn't that the kind of strength? Are the strong of Zhao family all so spicy like you?"

"You can't even catch up with the first floor of the land of the lord, even dare to provoke my brother, are you looking for death?"

While Wang Fan was running around in the Emperor Central City, he screamed while he was transporting the Immortal Yuan.

The sound was rolling, and all the monks heard clearly along the way.

They are all stunned. What kind of person is this? Why is it so tough? How dare you provoke Zhao Jia's strongman so much?

"Little beast, you don't have to escape if you have a species. Stop and fight with the old man. Only the escaping rats are eligible to provoke my Zhaojia?"

The old man in black robe was trembling with anger, scolding in anger.

Wang Fan was disdainful, "Why are you so shameless because you lived so much? You are so ridiculous?

"You have the ability to let your Zhao family's strong immortals come out without one, even if it is a group of all, see if I can kill all?"

"If you don't dare to go to the fairy, it's okay to come to the first, second, and third floors of several cents. See if I can kill it cleanly."

"What's more, do you think that the young man is afraid of running away? You are wrong, the young man is afraid that you are shameless, and sent a lot of powerful people to siege him."

"At the beginning, I heard that your Zhao family sent a group of Dixian monks to chase down my fairy brother."

Fighting, how could this old man in black robe be Wang Fan's opponent, almost choked him to death in a few words.

The old man in black robe is really angry, it is almost irritable, but Wang Fan does not stop, he can not catch up with Wang Fan, what can he do?

The monks along the way were dumbfounded when they heard the conversation.

Qiang, it is too strong, the first floor of the immortal area, even dare to be so provocative to the seventh floor of the immortal, and this seventh floor of the immortal has no temper.

It seems that the Zhao family is really not going to work, it is going to fail.

Wang Fan ran all the way, and soon fled to the gate of the city.

At the gate of the city, there were already more than ten Dixian monks waiting there.

They stood in a certain formation and stood breathing, all staring at Wang Fan coldly.

Obviously, these people are Zhao family.

"Student, stop!"

"Where to go!"

Almost at the moment when Wang Fan appeared in front of them, their roars were heard, and at the same time, they each grabbed the magic weapon, and the whole body began to run away, ready to shoot at any time.

Wang Fan glanced coldly at these people, sneering with disdain, "Garbage, just like you scum, dare to stop the master?"

He said that the killing short gun had been sacrificed.

The highest of these ten people was only five floors of the earth immortals, most of them were three floors and four floors, Wang Fan didn't even think about it.

If it weren't for the old man of the seventh floor of the Dixian to hunt down, he wouldn't even bother to kill the short gun.

Whizzing!

The dazzling red spear was stirred, rolled up a thin line of red, and rolled frantically towards the dozen or so monks.

In just a moment, the surrounding positive space has been completely submerged in the red guns.

The monstrous murderous force condenses the waves, and the space is buzzed by the impact, making it unreal.

"court death!"

"kill!"

"kill him!"

The dozen or so Zhaojia monks looked at this scene and were completely angry.

They roared, the celestial beings in their bodies surged wildly, and the magic weapon in their hands drew a radian in mid-air, and they also madly killed Wang Fan.

Suddenly, under the influence of that formation, the breath of more than ten of them seemed to be connected together, and the momentum was amazing.

The magic weapon of the sky, madly colliding with the red gun pattern, made a rumbling noise.

Just for a moment, this space seems to be drowned in catastrophe.

If the gate of that city was strong and protected with a large array of blessings, I am afraid that it would have been wiped out in this storm.

After the storm subsided, the faces of the dozen or so monks turned pale, and the blood in their bodies rolled over.

They looked at Wang Fan, who was indifferent, with a shocked expression on his face. It seemed that he had never imagined that Wang Fan could even perform such a violent attack.

You know, these people form a team together, not to mention the first floor of the Dixian, even the 8th and 9th floors of the Dixian, they have to kneel.

However, Wang Fan didn't even get injured, how can this make them not shocked?

"Huh?" Wang Fan was shocked when he saw that none of the dozen or so people had been killed or injured.

But soon he noticed the clue, and when those dozens of people were connected, he noticed a subtle fluctuation.

The Zhao family is worthy of being a big family. It is also worthy of swallowing the continent here, even with such means.

Wang Fan sneered, "Yes, since I received a shot, then take another shot."

He said, another shot.

With this shot, he controlled the power and direction, and went straight to the formation of more than ten people.

"Kill!" More than a dozen people also roared wildly, and the magic weapon waved again, and began to fight back.

Boom!

However, after a collision, with a snorting sound, a monk was directly caught in the gun pattern roll, and the blood soared directly.

If one person falls, it means that more than a dozen formations have failed.

When Wang Fan fell again, all the others flew out and died on the spot.

"Speaking of the Zhao family is a group of garbage, I still don't believe it. Now see it. Like this kind of waste, I can hang a group alone."

Wang Fan looked at the dozen or so people who had turned into corpses, screamed at Xianyuan, shone his figure, and went straight to the outside of the city.

The monks around looked at this scene with shock and shock.

The old man in black robe who chased him also gritted his teeth, almost mad.

He was still a bit slow, and did not catch Wang Fan.

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