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Chapter 602 Holding the Book of Life and Death in Hand, Count Who Dies! (ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass)

In the next second, the entire Martial arts arena was boiling, and it even made them happier than participating in the celebration.

They have been really aggrieved during this time, and today they finally waited for that man.

Can this keep them from cheering? What they didn't dare to say just now spewed out.

"That fag Zi, open your fucking dog eyes and see, this is our sect's brother Shenzi, and an existence that you will never be able to reach in your entire life."

"I don't know our brother Shenzi, but you have the nerve to call yourself a Shenzi. I really don't know how you messed up."

"Gay Zi, I just calculated your birthday, and next week happens to be your seventh birthday."

"Quickly kneel down, you might still have a whole corpse!"

The disciples wantonly vented their dissatisfaction.

No matter who it was, even those disciples who were dissatisfied with Jiang Fan just now, as soon as they saw Jiang Fan appearing, a hanging heart fell.

Because seeing Jiang Fan, one can feel an unparalleled sense of security.

What is the myth of invincibility, what is the perfect brother Shenzi, only Jiang Fan can do it.

Jiang Fan is the only belief in their hearts that will not collapse.

As long as Jiang Fan appeared, they all felt that nothing was impossible.

No matter what exaggerated remarks Jiang Fan makes, because he is Jiang Fan, it is reasonable.

Wei Huangyuan also noticed that the expressions of these disciples had changed.

Even fucking started celebrating the victory.

You didn't even fight, so don't be too happy.

Thinking of this, he increased the coercion, causing the starry sky above the nine heavens to resonate.

The purpose is to put pressure on Jiang Fan.

But this intensity has made the other sons of God retreat one after another, and Jiang Fan is still like a normal person.

He couldn't even perceive Jiang Fan's existence.

This made him a little confused, and once wondered if there was something wrong with his Ziji Longtong.

Because Zishan Dragon God told him that Ziji Longtong is one of the three great pupils of the Dragon Clan, able to see everything in the world, and even preview the future.

So basically invincible.

But no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see through Jiang Fan.

"What kind of tricks are you playing to hide your strength? Do you think that I will be afraid of you if you play tricks like this? You are nothing more than the performance of a weak person."

Wei Huangyuan mocked that he didn't like pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

He has seen many people pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

All idiots pretending to be pigs and eating tigers were defeated by him.

Make them real pigs.

"Hidden strength? If you can't see through it, you say I'm hiding it? Okay, I'll lower the level a bit, and let you take a good look with your eyes wide open."

I saw Jiang Fan stretching out his slender right hand, pointing his index finger at the sky.

hum!
Just when Jiang Fan released a faint beam of light from his fingers, the whole space seemed to freeze, all the disciples could not move, and the world fell silent instantly.

All sound, light and shadow, energy, abilities, and even colors are extracted.

All the avenues of heaven and earth displayed by Wei Huangyuan disappeared.

When Jiang Fan said this, Wan Dao surrendered!
In front of the avenue at Jiang Fan's fingertips, it seems that the nine heavens, ten domains, and three thousand Taoist states are all gathered at his fingertips.

Only in such a short moment, in a short moment, it seemed that all the heavens and the world were under Jiang Fan's control.

All the heavens and all daos are under his suppression.

That's why there is a weird picture where sound, light and shadow, energy, abilities, and even colors are all extracted.

Even if it was only for a moment, Wei Xuanyuan spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees like a puppet whose thread was broken.

Wei Huangyuan tried his best to support it with trembling hands, as if his whole body had been emptied.

As the undefeated king of the night, he has connected the power of tens of thousands of stars, which is the source of his endless power.

Jiang Fan can control everything in the world with one finger, cutting off all his connections.

The eyes contained 30.7% panic, 24.6% fear, 25.3% incomprehension and 19.4% trance.

In the audience, only Wei Xuanyuan, who had Zijilong pupils, knew how powerful Jiang Fan was.

Even for a split second, he could see Jiang Fan's energy filling the world.

If Wei Xuanyuan's energy is said to be a beam from the sky, piercing the sky.

Then Jiang Fan is Optimus Prime, making him unable to breathe.

Wei Huangyuan raised his head and looked at Jiang Fan. If what Jiang Fan said was right, he really had lowered some dimensions so that he could see clearly.

Can such an opponent fight?
Not a level at all.

Not only him, but even some ancient existences in Yin Yang Wuji Xianzong felt the abnormality here.

Those old antiques who lived for an unknown number of years were a little suspicious.

"Something seems to have happened over there, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Don't look at it, it must be Jiang Fan. I didn't expect this kid to break through the limit again."

"Does this kid have a limit? How can he break through every day?"

"Is this what he can do at his current level?"

"I'm curious, he has done all this now, so he can't directly go to heaven in the future?"

These ancient elders are not exaggerating.

Jiang Fan's current coercion is vast and overwhelming, covering the ages.

It is really impossible to guess what realm he can reach in the future.

Back at the Martial Arts Field, countless disciples still haven't recovered from the shock.

Jiang Fan looked at Wei Huangyuan who was kneeling in front of him.

It was as if the emperor was looking at the ants.

"Did you see clearly?"

A few simple words uttered countless disdain.

As if to say: Do you know how stupid it is to challenge me?

Do you know how many catties you have?
"See clearly, I admit defeat."

Wei Huangyuan said this sentence with difficulty, feeling a thousand kinds of unwillingness in his heart, but he really didn't dare to hit it.

What Ye Bubai, what is the son of God who is the closest to a god-level talent, what qualifications do you have to appear in front of me, Jiang Fan.

The closest to a god-level talent?

Ridiculous, I am a god-level talent!

Showing up at night on purpose is to destroy all your arrogance.

Let you have no reason and excuses.

Following Wei Huangyuan's conceded defeat, cheers broke out in the Martial Arts Arena.

"Brother Shenzi, the eternal God!"

"Damn it, you don't dare to fight? Just now you pretended to be so aggressive!"

"Ye Bubai? Hahahaha, I think you're going to change your name to Ye Kneeling!"

"What about the others, let's go together? We are also in a hurry to eat supper!"

Facing the ridicule of the disciples of Yin Yang Wuji Immortal Sect.

The Shenzi group who came to challenge looked around one by one, looked at the starry sky, looked at the flowers and plants, and pretended not to hear.

When they came, they all clamored to kill Jiang Fan, but now that Jiang Fan appeared, all of them were blind.

Yan Shenzi's younger brother Shen Zituan can fight, but he is not a fool.

This beat?

Do you think we are Iron Boys?

Just when the group of Shenzi hurriedly apologized and were about to run away, the world suddenly began to turmoil!
Bursts of terrifying energy erupted from the ground, making them unstable in battle.

Cracks appeared in the surrounding space, as if they could tear them apart.

More than 30 god sons in the god son group died in an instant.

This is not some immortal emperor, but Jiang Fan.

At this moment, Jiang Fan was smiling, but it looked scary.

"I don't remember clearly. Which one of you will live a life of yin and yang, and it seems that I want to abolish my junior brother just now. I want to ask you for advice."

It is naturally the duty-bound responsibility of being a son of God to help junior disciples succeed.

Now, Fan Yuan is sweating profusely.

He just wanted to complain: Brother, why do you still remember such a small person like me, just treat me as a fart!
In other places, he can't wait to write his identity and strength on his face.

But only in Jiang Fan, he wanted to write on the soles of his feet.

It's not like Jiang Fan is naming his younger brother for revenge, it's like the king of Hades is counting the books of life and death, and whoever he counts dies!

(End of this chapter)