Great Heaven Sovereign

The roar continued, and the power of more than a dozen people broke out. It was not just talking. Almost in an instant, it killed a group of invaders.

Terror pervaded.

One shot, let countless people flinch, dare not take the initiative to shoot again.

Their accomplishments are probably not much different. Since this power can kill a group of people, it is also a fatal threat to them.

"Change!" The language of qingxinjiang fell.

Brush!

A dozen people stepped back directly, and then a dozen people came forward.

However, the breath of these dozen people is extremely sharp, just like a sharp weapon that has been opened, waiting to be out of the scabbard and show its edge.

As soon as the breath appears.

Yang Fan's heart is determined.

His original choice was not wrong. It was really appropriate to hand over the battle method to qingxinjiang. In a short time, we can train a team of people who can be reused. Of course, their accomplishments have not been improved, but under the battle method of qingxinjiang, they have the level of one enemy ten.

"It seems that your plan will fail. They can't win Xinglan city." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Xinglan city is not important to Yang Fan. But now in this battlefield, it is his foundation, so he will guard.

Some things, for Yang Fan, still attach great importance to.

At least, Xiao Xinglan didn't lose him, and Yang Fan won't abandon it.

Wan Jisheng's face was extremely embarrassed. Looking at the clank and unyielding of qingxinjiang alone in front of him, he already knew that he had miscalculated.

"Hum, so what? My purpose is only you. As long as you die, Xinglan city can be destroyed." Wan Qi said coldly.

He said this with confidence.

It can even be said to be conceited, but no one doubts it in the field, because his surname is Wanqi. That alone is enough.

The guardian family, in the past, may have been a secret existence, an existence within the rules.

But now the changes in the battlefield and the birth of Yang Fan have made them transparent. And more people also realize the horror of guarding the family.

Therefore, at the moment, the most holy people just think that the most holy people are saying a common command, just like an ordinary person who wants to get up and drink water.

"Then try."

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed. He knew that qingxinjiang had been propped up and had put forward his momentum.

The rest will come to see him. As long as he can kill the most holy, this crisis will break itself.

With this in mind, Yang Fan's momentum was shocked and the fire was burning in the void.

And Yang Fan's figure is also suddenly impacted with the sea of fire.

Brush!

A shadow swept the air.

As soon as the most holy man's face was dark and almost instinctively, he threw his gun horizontally and stabbed into the void.

Click!

A shot points out that the rage is actually gathered in the void, and all his strength is condensed on this shot at the moment.

His cultivation is already the peak of divine elixir. The peak of divine elixir gathers the power of his whole body, and the degree of terror can be imagined.

Kick, kick, stare!

Yang Fan stopped suddenly and retreated a few steps.

His face is also a little dignified.

I can't even believe it. I hope the holy one can catch his own figure.

"It's this gun!" Yang Fan's eyes were frozen.

The blow just now, although it was controlled by Wanqi Zhisheng, gave Yang Fan a feeling. That is, the most holy is just the source of the power of this long gun. In other words, Wanqi Zhisheng is more like a puppet. It is this long gun that really controls the war.

"It seems that you can look arrogant above the divine pill, but now it seems so. Your strength is too low on the list of demons. Although I don't know why the people of Yuhua mountain want to include you in the list of demons, today, I will correct my name and remove you from the list of demons." As soon as the most holy hit successfully, Yang Fan was forced back, and his heart was relaxed in an instant.

That's the so-called one drum spirit.

Now in his opinion, Yang Fan is no longer his opponent. If you want to kill Yang Fan, you can finish it in an instant.

"Delisting? Try!" Yang Fan's heart was full of war and his eyes burst out.

Of course, his intention is not to aim at the Holy One, but at the long gun.

Intuition told him that the gun was not simple. It is absolutely unusual for a soldier to have an independent fighting consciousness.

"Destroy the soul!"

Yang Fan shot again. Under the sea of fire, he turned into the God of fire and clapped his hand with the will of lingjue heaven and earth.

And as soon as it is holy, it is also a sweep.

Boom!

The two men collided in the void and burst into flames. The two figures were also shaken back by this force. Yang Fan directly blasted back hundreds of feet, and even thousands of feet of the sea of fire were scattered. They gradually faded and disappeared in the void.

"Hum..."

Yang Fan's throat is sweet and his eyes are more dignified.

"Yang Fan, be careful. I can see that this long gun is a thousand years old. It was used by the emperor of the Wushen emperor. Unexpectedly, it came into the hands of wanhou family." At this time, Li Xiaoman suddenly reminded.

Yang Fan was surprised, but in an instant, he was full of desire.

This long gun, he has a crush on it!

"Be talkative! When I kill Yang Fan, I want you to look good." Wan waited for the most holy reincarnation warning, and then looked at Yang Fan.

"It's too weak. Your strength is completely useless to me. With a long gun, I'll be invincible. You'll die today!" It is the most holy and proud.

"You're right. Guns are good guns." Yang Fan didn't deny it and nodded faintly.

The God of tacit understanding was arrogant in his eyes. When he heard Yang Fan say so, his heart was endless satisfaction, as if he was the only one in the field.

But just then, Yang Fan's voice appeared again:

"It's just a pity that I followed a loser. The long gun has a spirit. It's said that the emperor of martial god has the power to control heaven and earth. It's sad that a generation of great emperor and war soldiers were obtained by a coward." Yang Fan sighed.

This is not what Yang Fan said to belittle the holiness of wanhou.

But in his heart, he really regretted the long gun.

To be a saint is to be a coward. From the time he appeared in front of him and worked hard, the soldier came to fight with him, it had proved that there was fear in his heart.

In itself, his cultivation is stronger than Yang Fan. Unexpectedly, he still needs to fight with the help of divine soldiers. Undoubtedly, this has shown that he is afraid of Yang Fan.

"Fart, what are you talking about? You and I are enemies of life and death. Do you need to see the means to kill?" As soon as the most holy man became angry with shame, he seemed to be pierced by Yang Fan and argued cunningly.

"Don't say it, it's just a cover up. If you have the ability, you give up the long gun? A fair war!" Yang Fan said faintly.

In an instant, Wan Jisheng's face became gloomy.

"Childe, he is breaking your heart and being heard to talk nonsense." At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the void and prompted.

As soon as the Holy Spirit wakes up:

"Damn it, how dare you break my heart in battle! Damn you!" As soon as the most holy killing intention burst out, he immediately stabbed out with a gun.

Click, click!

When a shot is fired, an irresistible momentum appears out of thin air, directly sweeping the void. A sound of space fragmentation appears, as if the void physically bears the edge of the shot.

"Stop fighting!"

As soon as Yang Fan's face changed, his voice fell, and he directly used the martial arts of Jin Wuhun.

Stop killing with killing, stop fighting with strength!

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise broke out on the void. In an instant, their strength broke out, and endless brilliance appeared on the void, shaking the world.