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Wang Fan's move not only disrupted the rhythm of the two Celestial Masters, but also disturbed the dead.

Those deceased wanted to resist Wang Fan, but the strength was not a level at all, and they could not get rid of the fate of being a sandbag.

The rest of the deceased saw that, they no longer dared to stay where they were, and began to flee around.

But their speed is faster, far worse than Wang Fan, and finally lifted by the eagle like a chicken, thrown out.

"Asshole!"

"mean!"

"There is a skill to fight the old man, what is the skill to play this kind of trick?"

The two heavenly strong men screamed loudly, while continuing to follow the dead of the Zhong family to prevent them from falling to death, and called Wang Fan.

"So many of you have beaten the three of us, so it's not mean to me? You have defeated the king, and you have the ability to smash me?"

Wang Fan was disdainful, still smashing crazy there.

It didn't take long for dozens of Zhong's dead men to be smashed out and thrown in the corner by two strong Celestials.

The expressions of suffocation appeared in the eyes of the deceased Zhong family, but they are masters and have dignity.

Now that it has become a sandbag, how can it not be angry?

The two heaven-level strongmen are sore arms, full of anger!

Woo!

Another sound struck, and a dark shadow smashed towards the early-stage old man at a very fast speed.

"Asshole!" He uttered a swearing fiercely, unconsciously spread his arms to pick up, but soon, his face changed.

This is not a dead man, the clothes are different.

"Wu Lao, be careful."

"That's Wang Fan."

At the same time, Zhong Wanli Zhong Daliang's pupils shrank suddenly, his mouth screaming reminded, but it was too late.

With a loud bang, Wang Fan's entire body had already crashed into Wu Lao's arms, and at the same time, he punched fiercely towards Wu Lao.

Wu Lao was disturbed by discoloration, his body strength surged in madness, and the innate gang gas poured out in an instant, trying to stop it.

But under his hasty move, where can stop Wang Fan's ready thunder strike?

boom!

Wang Fan's right fist was like a cannonball, and it banged **** Wu Lao's chest. Click, the ribs of Wu Lao's chest burst in an instant, and a few meters of blood mist was sprayed from his mouth.

But as a Celestial Master, his reaction is not comparable to those of the Zhong family.

In the moment when he suffered a heavy punch in his chest, he endured the tingling pain. One hand suddenly controlled Wang Fan with his backhand, and the other hand turned into a dry claw, grabbing Wang Fan's head. His eyes were full of sorrow Blood murder.

Wang Fan felt Wu Lao's movements, his eyes flashed with disdain, he turned sideways, avoiding Wu Lao's dry claws.

laugh.

Wulao's dry claws grabbed Wang Fan's shoulders and tore a piece of minced meat, exposing the bleeding bones.

Wang Fan grinned, his movements did not stagnate, and another punch slammed into Wu Lao Dan Tian.

"Oh no!"

Wu Lao's face changed a lot, he didn't expect that Wang Fan's reaction would be so fast, even if he didn't die, the pain of tearing the flesh was not affected at all.

Facing Wang Fan's fierce punch, he wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't hide at all. He wanted to fight back, but it was too late.

flutter!

Wang Fan's fist penetrated the air, and madly shot at Wu Lao Dan Tian with an unstoppable momentum.

laugh!

Along with the spray of blood mist, Wu Lao's whole person was lifted out and fell to the ground, no longer fighting.

Another heaven-level strongman, waste!

"Ah!" Wu Lao roared painfully, and worked hard for decades, finally he reached the level of heaven, but now he was wasted his strength, he hated it!

But, no matter how much you hate, everything is irreversible.

Zhong Pengcheng Zhong Daliang looked at this scene, only feeling cold hands and feet.

The three heavenly ranks against Wang Fan, what a big formation, but now Wang Fan has lost two of them effortlessly, and they finally feel uneasy.

If Wang Fan abolishes two heavenly ranks and pays a big price, they can still accept, but now

Wang Fan ignored the abolished Wu Lao, let alone Zhong Pengcheng Zhong Daliang and several grasshoppers, but turned his head to look at the middle-aged old man.

Three heavenly ranks, two were abolished, this person is no longer enough to worry about.

"Boy, you are mean." The heavenly old man's hair exploded, killing intently. It was like a real killing intention, making everyone feel like a crushed stone in their chest.

Wang Fan pouted, without any nonsense, and rushed towards him.

He was very speechless, the old man's behavior, instead, he was already a painful killer at the moment of abandonment.

But this old man, still relying on the threat of selling old people there, is so funny.

Wang Fan quickly rushed to the old man, and two crazy battles started.

The sound of rumbling rumbling endlessly.

The Heaven-level old man was shocked. He didn't even think that Wang Fan had such a terrible fighting power. He was even more shocked that Wang Fan's strength was not even heavenly.

In his heart, there was a turbulent wave, and he was not a cruel person, he was not seen, and he was not a person who was challenged by the leapfrog.

But as ruthless as Wang Fan, let alone seeing it, never heard of it. If this is spread, it will definitely cause madness.

When did such a demon appear in the world, did it come out of it?

Thinking of this, the anger of the heavenly old man gradually stabilized. Wang Fan is so evil, once he loses his reason, he is likely to overturn the boat in the gutter.

The two again fought for dozens of rounds and then separated.

Wang Fan looked embarrassed.

He had dozens of punches and kicks on his body and blood on the corners of his mouth. Obviously, the previous battle did not ask for anything cheap.

Although the old man has lost his previous calmness, he is dozens of times better than Wang Fan.

Decided.

In the middle of the Tian level, it is two levels higher than Wang Fan, which is not so good to deal with.

Coupled with Wang Fan ’s previous battles, he lost 30% to 40% of his combat power, and it was even more difficult to fight.

Zhong Pengcheng Zhong Daliang waited for the Zhong family to watch this scene, and his heart ignited hope again.

Although their losses are huge today, they are barely acceptable as long as Wang Fan dies.

What they are afraid of is that even with so much loss, they cannot kill Wang Fan.

"At this age and strength, you are really not easy. If you didn't kill so many people in the Zhong family, I would like to invite you to join the Zhong family."

"It's a pity that everything is irreversible, and you will still die in the end." Tianji old man eased his breath, recovered a trace of physical strength, and rushed to Wang Fan again to kill him.

He has seen that Wang Fan is the end of a strong crossbow, and he wants to win Wang Fan in one go.

Wang Fan didn't speak, but backed away quickly, and calculated the distance between the two.

At a certain moment, just before the old man was about to rush to him, he suddenly fired a gun, which was a three-shot burst.

The roaring bullet pierced the silence, so that everyone could not help covering his ears.

Zhong Pengcheng and others were crazy.

Nima, even with a gun?

mean!

However, Wang Fan's sharpshooter and Wang Fan's bullets were full of hair. At this moment, in front of the middle-aged old man, it turned into a joke.

I saw that he was only slightly sideways, and three bullets flew past his body. Although he scraped the skin, he didn't kill him, and he didn't even leave him any serious injuries.

powerful!

Really powerful!

"Carving insects skill." Tian class old man scorned his lips in disdain, and pressed against Wang Fan again.

But at this moment, a ray of light flashed over, and the old man's figure suddenly stood in place, his eyes glaring into Tongling.

He looked at Wang Fan in disbelief, his eyes flashing incredible.

He wanted to reach out and cover his neck, but he was weak.

laugh.

A blood sword sprayed from the throat, dazzling and colorful.

This was the last picture the old man saw in his life. He fell down to the ground with unwillingness.

Life is gone.

Another mid-grade, die!

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