"It's you!"

Although she was covering her face, Yang Fan still felt the female monk's shyness, especially Yang Fan's hands were still touching her belly, and Yang Fan's little brother was facing the female monk's peach buttocks.

If there is an earth star here, they will definitely say.

"This Nima is going to be a shareholder!"

"let me go!"

The female monk's body trembled slightly, especially the moment Yang Fan caught her, her instinctive body trembled.

"Oh!"

Yang Fan was very obedient, so he let go.

"Boy, it's this time, you two are still kissing me and me, have you put me in your eyes?"

The middle-aged monk came with a long stick.

"roll!"

With a cold snort, Yang Fan shot the middle-aged man with a thick arm in front of him.

The middle-aged man didn't notice for a while, and even took the eight-star-level long stick to fly.

"What's your name?"

Yang Fan became interested in this pretty female monk, especially since she was still wearing tight-fitting clothing, Yang Fan had no way to resist the temptation of uniforms.

But before the female monk could speak, Yang Fan pulled down her mask.

A strand of purple hair was pulled out from her ears, her face was beautiful and straight, her long eyebrows were phoenix eyes, and her eyes were a bit small.

"you!"

The female monk hurriedly covered her face with her hands in anger.

"Just call me Wang Juan, he's here again, don't you care?"

Wang Juan pointed to the middle-aged monk who was killed again with a stick, and said.

"Hey, I didn't want to kill him, but it interrupted me twice to tease you, so I can't forgive it."

"Wait for me a few minutes."

Yang Fan suddenly approached, drizzling in Wang Juan's ears.

Manly heat sprayed on Wang Juan's neck, making her cheeks flush.

"Fuck me..."

"I don't want to kill the unnamed people when you sign up."

The two met in the blink of an eye, and Yang Fan said coldly.

"Your grandpa Muchuan."

The middle-aged man Muchuan yelled and swung down a stick.

when!

Around Yang Fan, a skeletal upper body Susanoo appeared.

Susano grabbed Makigawa's long stick and made a loud noise.

Click!

Several cracks appeared where Susanoo's hand collided with the long stick.

"what?"

Yang Fan noticed the abnormality, but didn't care.

"You can actually take a blow of my 80% strength. This weird barrier has a very good defense. Boy, I admit that you have the qualifications to fight against me. But it's only against me, not against me."

"Amaterasu!"

The triangular windmill pattern rotates rapidly, and the pupils focus, aiming at Muchuan's head.

Suddenly, Muchuan felt that death was approaching, and years of combat experience told him that the danger had come.

Huh!

Just when the Amaterasu Flame was about to hit, Mu Chuan's body turned slightly to the side, and the original position of his head was replaced by Mu Chuan's left shoulder.

The pitch-black flame instantly wrapped Mu Chuan's entire left shoulder, and screams of screams continued from Mu Chuan's mouth.

The prominent scream once again attracted everyone's attention.

"What kind of flame is this? Why is it black?"

"Why does my soul tremble when I look directly at the black flame?"

"Interesting, very nice flame. The same as the recorded description."

On the dragon chair, the wooden emperor Dai Zhesheng was not very interested in the battles of a group of monks in the fit period and the tribulation period, but Yang Fan attracted his attention time and time again, breaking the traditional fighting style time and time again.

Ahhhhh! ! !

Muchuan struggled, fell to the ground and rolled, the sun's flames contaminated the ground, and the ground was instantly ignited.

"Even the ground was burned. Be careful, everyone. This is not an ordinary flame. Don't be touched."

One person sent by Dai Feichi spoke, and when everyone heard it, they hurriedly moved away.

"Help me, help me! Fang Qi, come on!"

Muchuan ran to his teammate.

"Stand not move."

The younger monk who called Fang Qi stepped back, released the magic trick, and a group of translucent ice water flew towards Muchuan. This kind of translucent ice water is not ordinary water, this kind of water is called rootless water, which is the nemesis of some strange flames on the Five Source Continent.

Chi Chi!

however...

Rootless water is ordinary ants in front of the flames of Amaterasu, and a large mass of rootless water is poured on the flames of Amaterasu, like pour gasoline on the flame.

boom!

In just a moment, the flames of Amaterasu spread along the trail of rootless water. In the blink of an eye, Mu Chuan's entire body was wrapped in the flames of Amaterasu, and the screams became more screaming.

Suddenly, Mu Chuan stopped screaming, and a translucent spirit body flew out of his body, but it hadn't flown halfway yet, but the spirit body was stained with a little bit of fire from the sky, and Mu Chuan's soul was directly ignited. In less than five seconds, the screams did not sound, and the soul was burned to the point that no scum was left.

Muchuan, die!

"Ding! Kill the monks in the early stage of the Tribulation, and get 900 points, 90,000 experience points, and 300 gas luck."

Quiet, dead still again!

"What's going on? Why didn't the rootless water extinguish that weird black flame?"

Fang Qi's face was ugly. As a great master in the middle of the robbery, he did not save his teammates under a boy who only had a fit just now. This is a shame to him, especially Muchuan died because of his rootless water. .

"Damn you!"

"Why, relying on your strength in the middle of the Tribulation?"

Yang Fan was unmoved.

"Yang Fan, don't be careless, the opponent is a strong man in the middle of the catastrophe."

Wang Juan was surprised that she actually cared about a man who was frivolous just now.

"You three, let's go together."

Yang Fan's hands were not behind his back, and he looked confident.

Nani?

Wang Juan was surprised.

Fang Qi: "???"

Dai Yangyu: "!!!"

A smile appeared on Mu Huang Dai Zhesheng's face.

"Hahaha, Yang Fan, who do you think you are? You are just a middle-fitting kid. Some people really have soared their cultivation base with secret techniques, so they think they can compete with the three powerful men in the tribulation period Zhang Ting? Up!"

The second prince Dai Yangrong laughed, taunting.

"Do you really want to challenge the three of us alone?"

Fang Qi looked calm, squinted at Yang Fan, Wu said in a calm tone.

"It's not that I targeted you, I just wanted to say that the three of you, including everyone present, are rubbish."

"I don't mind, single out all of you!"

"Arrogant!"

An old man with black hair and shiny hair in the team with Fang Qi couldn't stand it and stood with Fang Qi now.

When the old man's name was Ma Kang, he was a casual cultivator and possessed the strength in the early stage of the Tribulation.

"Since you want to single out the three of us, then you will be fulfilled."

Another person came over, the last of the five on Dai Yangrong's side. She was also a female monk, but she was a bit older, and she looked like a fifty-year-old aunt. She was named Pu Huiying, more than 4,000 years old, and no one knew her specific origin, including Dai Yangrong.

"on!"

Fang Qi roared and rushed towards Yang Fan first.