The strong shot!

His eyes flickered, and Meng Fan's gaze stared into the void, but the blood in his body was even hotter, like a sun, standing in the sky and earth dazzling the extreme, suppressing the surroundings, at the same time the corners of his mouth cracked, spit out a few words,

"get out!"

The tone of indifference, with a kind of arrogance and contempt, spread throughout the world, and now no matter who comes, for Meng Fan, there is only one battle, only one kill!

At the next moment, there was an uproar in the entire field. Everyone looked at it. In the place where the palm prints were shot, a figure appeared, it was a young man in a black robe.

Only when he was around twenty years old, the whole person was extremely terrifying. At the moment he appeared, everything seemed to be still. This person looks ordinary, but the eyebrows make people tremble when one glances at it.

Because this person’s countenance seemed to carry an invisible murderous aura, his eyes were cold, and he walked towards the field step by step, just a simple black shirt attached to his body, but his fingers were letting Everyone in the entire field took a breath.

This person's power... is too powerful, especially this monstrous violent method, it is like Shura's rebirth, terrifying extreme!

"This is...the soul of the sky thunder sea area!"

"Yes, it is him, he really came here, he should be here for the ladder!"

Around it, some people finally said in shock after seeing the young man in black shirt, apparently recognizing this person's extraordinaryness, all were in an uproar, and after hearing these two words, others even more The corners of his mouth twitched, staring at the court, and he didn't dare to blink his eyes.

"What a powerful existence... This person's killing intent is too terrible!"

"Of course, he is rumored to have killed tens of thousands of people alone, and he is the well-deserved first person among the juniors in the sea of ​​Tianlei!"

Amidst the voices of the sky, Kun Yi’s eyes were staring at Meng Fan’s body, his body stopped ten meters away, his eyes flickered, and he asked every word.

"Even though these people are all rubbish, they are all people from the thunder and seas of mine. They respect me very much on weekdays. If I don't think I'm just a loss, let you kill them all. There are really no tigers in the mountains. The monkey is the king. Ah, how is it, cool?"

With an indifferent tone, with an invisible chill, under such questioning, even though Soul One is still still, a huge pressure is coming in the direction where Meng Fan is. This is almost a kind of murderous intent that is already condensed into a substantive general. Under this kind of murderous intent, not to mention Meng Fan in the field, even the people around him change their expressions and retreat again and again.

The peak of the Heavenly Origin Realm!

The soul in front of him has stepped into such a realm, but this is definitely not the most terrifying. What really scares countless people is the condensed killing intent on the latter. Once released and shocked everything, it was obvious that he had swept all the way and only cultivated to what he is today, which is probably unbearable for any of his opponents.

This kind of killing method is enough to suppress the masters of the same realm, not to mention that Soul One can claim to sweep the sea of ​​sky thunder, let alone have other amazing skills, but Meng Fan, who is located in the center of the storm, has a calm and faint complexion. Said,

"Unhappy, their strength is far from enough!"

"Oh?"

Kun Yi's eyes flashed and sneered.

"So what do you think of me?"

"Reluctantly!"

Meng Fan smiled slightly, drawn a clear arc at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time stepped forward and said **** for tat.

"But if you come over, I will kill you!"

The words were powerful, spreading between the world, as if they were crushing an ant, instead of speaking to the soul in such a calm tone, it immediately shocked everyone in the surrounding world.

What is called arrogance, the white-haired youth in front of him is a complete interpretation. You must know that the soul rises from the sea of ​​the thunder and is rampant, killing all the way. I don’t know how many arrogances have completely fallen, but Meng Fan faced each other face to face. And the attitude is even more contempt!

It is Meng Fan's calm and courage that has made countless people secretly startled and admire him.

"interesting!"

In the distance, above the crowd of onlookers, a figure stood, who was also in his twenties. He was dressed in a red robe, with red hair, and his face was stern, looking at all this indifferently, while carrying a huge picture behind his back. Big bow.

Standing alone in this world, even though his energy and blood are extremely tyrannical, like a great demon god, no one can sense his existence, like a ghost, and at this moment his eyes are looking here. , Talking to himself,

"You can give it a try after a while!"

"Brother Cao, what is his strength? Who will win this battle!"

On the ladder, a woman in Tsing Yi asked suspiciously while looking at a man behind her. You must know that nowadays around this ladder is crowded and crowded, but hundreds of meters around the man behind him, no one dares to stand.

Standing in place, this person was tall and burly, surrounded by a large brown robe, and there was an unimaginable domineering in the eyebrows. At the same time, this person smiled slightly and said faintly,

"Both of them are good, but Soul One should have a 60% chance of winning. This guy has been practicing hard in the Thunder Sea for these years. He should have cultivated the Soul Shaman within his Soul Race to almost the same level. A strong realm, even if I do my best, you may not be able to cut him to pieces. The person in front of me... will definitely die!"

At this moment, as soon as the soul came out on the field, countless eyes were immediately concentrated on the field, and hundreds of thousands of people were seen at a glance. Among them, there are many strong ones. Some are humans, and some are monsters. They all flickered, staring at the field.

And if someone with a discerning eye sees it, there are many people who are showing war intent at this moment. Among them, there are many famous existences. In addition to the previous two, there are even the ancient gods and monkeys. , A monster of the Emperor Realm Dacheng level exists.

And beside him, there is a very strange white crane, a huge fiery red lion...Any of these beings are powerful and horrifying the sky, and they all come from the sea of ​​exile. Anyone who is extremely strong in the Chinese side has a terrible reputation and is a master who kills people without blinking.

In these hundred years, I don’t know how many people have died, but so many strong men are waiting quietly at this moment, looking at the field, staring at the two people, Kunyi and Meng Fan. .

The two of them did not move, but the void was already completely still, with their eyes facing each other. Everything before that had become a vacuum. The two of them stood in the field like two magic soldiers volleying out of the sky, each confining space, It seems that there is a shocking means at any time.

"Beat me, I will take a look today, how did you kill me?"

A sneer appeared on the face of Soul One, and said mockingly, at the same time he stepped out of his figure and walked towards Meng Fan.

Before volleying step by step, a majestic killing intent approached, even more violent than before. Now Soul One finally couldn't help but move his fingers, and in an instant a dark palm print came down towards Meng Fan, terrifying. The air wave pierced through the sky in the next moment, murderous intent appeared, I wanted to break the long sky!

Looking at the opposite, Meng Fan's eyes flashed, and at the same time, his figure disappeared in the next moment, volleyed in the air, every step, the moment his feet fell on the ground, it made this huge square shake. , Raised countless dusts.

Today, Meng Fan is walking in stride, and there is a kind of dragon and tiger step between his movements, the domineering qi swallows the mountains and rivers, and the figure is close to the soul one between the breaths, qi and blood run, and punch out!

bump!

The palms of the fists were facing each other, and a muffled sound came out. The moment the two met each other, the force impacted and the true absolute strength collided. At the same time, Meng Fan was expressionless in the sky, but Soul One snorted. At the moment of the previous impact, his arm almost broke.

The Meng Fan in front of him seemed to be a human body, but the power of this kind of body impact was fierce and incomparable, causing the heart of Kun Yi to shake. But at the next moment, Soul One sneered and said coldly,

"The body is strong enough, so it depends on whether you can catch my trick!"

While speaking, at the same time the soul disappeared in the air, vitality surged, and the breath rushed into the whole world. The latter's figure turned out to be unpredictable in an instant, and hundreds of souls appeared in Meng Fan's body. Every path of the figure is extremely terrifying, carrying a kind of shocking power, just like a real body, but it makes this week of heaven fall into endless killings!

"The upper body method of the word on the earth, the thousand phantom clouds are turning!"

Around it, a strong man couldn't help exclaiming, he clearly understood that these thousand illusions were the famous method of the soul race behind this soul one, once it was used, it was enough to hide the cultivator in the void, and Thousands of incarnations, terrifying.

If once shot, it is enough to plunge the opponent into endless killings, and even the real body of the cultivator cannot be found, it is possible to be surrounded to death by these countless phantoms. In an instant, all around Meng Fan's body was the ghost of Soul One, and it struck in an instant, tearing Meng Feng into pieces.

However, Meng Fan’s body stood in the sky, but he was calm and unhurried, standing alone, while spitting out a few words from the corners of his mouth.

"Eight Desolate Thunder!"

Words are like electricity, and the moment the sound falls, everyone can see it with naked eyes. There are countless phantoms appearing in Meng Fan in the same place at the same time. In an instant, this world is filled with thousands of Meng Fan and souls. The figure, any one is plausible, containing endless murderous intent.

In an instant, all the shadows were like violent storms... directly hit together.