"It's too late!"

On the face of the burly monk, a successful conspiracy smile appeared, and the technique in his hand was getting closer and closer to Yang Fan. If he was hit, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

With this thought, the burly monk speeded up again, and in the blink of an eye he was less than one meter away from Yang Fan.

"It's over, Brother Yang might just hang up like that."

Lu Ye said sadly.

But in Yang Fan's eyes, the burly monk's movements were so slow, like the dying struggle of a dying person.

"Success!"

The burly monk's eyes lit up, and he straightened his hands, and the tactics in his hands had touched Yang Fan, and all that was left was waiting for the Tianyan tribe's serious injury to fly backwards.

However, the unexpected happened.

Shenluo Tianzheng! ! !

boom!

An invisible force suddenly acted on the body of the burly man, and instantly flew back like a cannonball. When the person was still in the air, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth and spread all over the ground.

Bang!

The burly man was shot flying and smashed on the counter. The counter was broken.

"what?!!"

"Boss!!"

"What happened just now?"

"..."

Surrounded by the Lvye and the group of people with a dumbfounded look, Shenluo Tianzheng's repulsion cannot be seen, nor can he perceive it with his spiritual sense, so these people have no idea what happened.

"what happened?"

The burly man looked ugly and stared at Yang Fan gloomily, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

The thin-faced man who brought Yang Fan and others was stiff, feeling that he had hit the iron plate this time and wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

The face-lifting monk was very careful, trying to hide his breath as much as possible, and then moved slowly toward the door against the wall.

Vientiane Tianyin!

Seeing that the face-lifting monk was about to step out of the door, another invisible force was acting on him, flying towards Yang Fan.

amount!

Yang Fan grabbed the face-lifting monk's neck and asked him to keep grabbing the hands on the neck.

"I said that once you lie, you will die. Why don't you hear this sentence?"

The lavender reincarnation writer looked at the thin-faced man indifferently, making him tremble.

"Senior, I was wrong. I am obsessed with money and want to sell you to them and get a lot of fairy crystals. Please let me go."

The thin-faced man was extremely frightened, and he couldn't bear the coercion that Yang Fan exuded just now, and he couldn't bring up the thought of resistance.

However, Yang Fan still looked indifferent, and murderous intent appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"Boss Tong, save me!"

Seeing that he was hopeless begging for mercy, the thin-faced man looked at the burly monk.

But the burly monk didn't care, but how he planned to kill Yang Fan in his heart.

"Well, it's time to get you on the road."

I saw Yang Fan put his left hand on the Tianling cover of the thin-faced man, and was so frightened that yellow liquid flowed out of his crotch.

"Senior forgive me, I am willing to live forever as a slave, just beg for my life."

Feeling the arrival of the breath of death, the thin-faced man trembled violently, trying to break free.

Human world! ! !

I saw Yang Fan's left hand holding down the Tianling Gai of the face-lifting man, and then pulling it up, an illusory energy group was pulled out, and the face-lifting man on Yang Fan's right hand immediately lost his breath.

The burly monk shrank his pupils, and his body stepped back involuntarily.

It was terrible. The strength of the soul was so strong that it directly pulled the soul of a monk out with brute force, causing the body to lose its vitality. Even if the soul returned to the body, the body could not exert much power.

At this moment, the body of the thin-faced man fell to the ground, his body exuding golden light, and the immortal power in his body was returning to a phenomenon that naturally occurred.

"Die."

The voice fell, and behind Yang Fan, a huge head of seven or eight meters tall appeared out of thin air. The hat on the top of the puppet's head had the word "king" written on it, with a deadly complexion, and his eyes were lavender ten-gou jade samsara writing round eyes.

The sudden appearance of the head shocked the face-lifting man's soul, but only Yang Fan and the face-lifting man could see the Hades summoned.

The huge human head opens its mouth and is big enough to swallow an elephant easily.

The soul of the man with the thin-faced face in Yang Fan's hands approached the Yan Wang's mouth, making him cold.

Controlled by the power of the human world, the thin-faced man could not break free at all and was thrown directly into the mouth of the king.

Ha ha ha ha!

The chewing sound came and was heard by the lord.

Lord Lv frowned, looked along the source of the sound, and stayed on the left side of Yang Fan. Seeing that the soul of the thin-faced man disappeared out of thin air, he thought of something. Immediately pinching the Jue, his eyes glowed with golden light, and when he looked again, he was frightened to jump up.

"Mad, what is the head of that thing, it is nearly two feet high."

Jian Wudi and the preacher looked, but didn't see anything.

boom!

A jet black flame appeared on the flesh of the thin-faced man, instantly burning his flesh to ashes.

"It's your turn."

Yang Fan slowly looked at the burly monk, making him cold.

"My friend, it's only the first time we have seen each other. There is no need to scream and kill. Why sit down and have a drink to resolve your grievances?"

Yang Fan remained unmoved, with a variety of wishful knives out of thin air in his hand, the jet black light was like a death reminder.

"You have to think clearly, your companions are surrounded by my men. I admit that you are strong, I may not be your opponent, but I want to hold you back, you have no chance to save them. And you want to kill me , I’m afraid it’s not easy."

The burly monk said so much, just to let Yang Fan understand that it is better to shake hands and make peace.

"Are you threatening me?"

Yang Fan's tone suddenly became cold, completely cold.

"I'm just telling a fact."

The burly monk shrugged, ready to escape in his heart.

I think he is a powerful person on the eighth floor of the Golden Wonderland, who is usually very careful to deceive the young freshmen who have just come out of society, and then sell them to the mining area for mining, but I did not expect to encounter a hard stubble today. I don’t know what method was used. Let yourself suffer a lot of internal injuries.

"This scheme is useless to me."

The two sides were in a stalemate. At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly spoke, and the burly monk's pupils shrank.

I saw Yang Fan lifted his right foot and stomped hard towards the ground.

Bang!

The ground exploded, cracking a half-meter gap, stones splashing, and a small animal appeared in the huge crack.

The body is tired, the whole body is gray with a layer of hard scales. However, it was this hard scale that was shaken by Yang Fan with countless cracks, and large pieces fell off, dripping with blood, which was very miserable.

"This is Shadowmoon Armor!"

The preacher took a breath.

Shadowmoon Armor is a monster beast that is very good at lurking.

The monk can only escape for his life in the face of the Shadowmoon Armor of the same realm. It not only has a strong defense, but also a strong offensive power. The limbs have some sharp claws, which can move quickly underground. The cultivator's physical body only needs to be grasped lightly, and it will immediately burst open.

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