Great Heaven Sovereign

One shot, one man, rushed into the night.

The meaning of martial arts is surging and incomparable. It surrounds Yang Fan's body.

Then Yang Fan fired a shot and fell on wanjitu's fist.

Boom!

Their strength surged out and ravaged the void.

The surrounding space began to shake violently, and countless monks were still suspended in the void. They lost their support and fell directly.

"The space collapsed!"

"Is it still manpower? It collapses the space."

"I want to go home..."

In the face of this power, they are no different from mole ants.

Once, they thought they were already strong, but now they find that they know nothing about the word power.

Just like now, in the battle between Yang Fan and wanjitu, they have completely become Han PI. In addition to shock, shock and horror.

However, these emotions are useless.  

"He's strong again!" Qingxinjiang looked at the figure of Yang Fan rising into the sky and opened his mouth faintly.

Turn around and leave and return to Xinglan city.

"Young master, do you think young master Yang fan can stop it?" Xiao Sannian hesitated and asked.

"He is the only man I admit and better than me." Qingxinjiang said.

There is a little bitterness in speaking, but more, it is a kind of tenacity to compete with one.

Xiao Sannian smiled.

This answer is not clear enough, but it is already the most appropriate answer.

Then, he looked at Yang Fan on the void and whispered faintly, "I believe you can also create miracles."

miracle!

Yes, in his opinion, it is indeed a miracle to be able to survive in the hands of a strong man of this level.

And Yang Fan, Yang Fan is creating miracles.

At this moment, Yang Fan's figure has flown out backwards again, but it has never fallen.

But the whole space collapsed and he had no foothold.

But... He has fire wings.

The fire flickered, and the wings appeared behind Yang Fan, with high fighting spirit.

Wan Jitu Wensi didn't move, but his face became ugly again.

Failed!

Failed again!

He felt that Yang Fan would die this time. He felt that even the people in the early stage of Dongxu had to collapse in an instant. However, Yang Fan caused him a little accident again.

"Pure martial will, unexpectedly, dare to sharpen yourself with my authority. Yang Fan, you are brave enough. I didn't even expect that your shot could hurt me. Yang Fan, even if you die, you are proud enough." Wanqitu cold road.

At the moment, his hand was dripping blood, and the center of the back of his hand was a little red, and the blood fell.

"What nonsense. Hole empty, but so." Yang Fan sneered.

superior?

Is it my honor to be killed by you?

Yang Fan has always sniffed at such words and regarded them as idiots.

It's like he's condescending to appear here, and killing him is the blessing he craves.

Sorry, Yang Fan never lacks pride.

"Death! Yang Fan, why pretend to be calm. Do you still have the power to fight back now? Yes, your martial will is the second most important. What's the use?" Wanjitu is arrogant and independent.

With his vision, he can see it at a glance. Now Yang Fan is at the end of a powerful crossbow and has no ability to fight again.

Even if it is to urge the flying skills at this time, in his opinion, it is just a joke.

"Then you try?" Yang Fan took a long gun and was especially interested in war.

But as soon as he said this, everyone felt that Yang Fan was looking for death.

Although Yang Fan has brought miracles to them more than once and reversed the war situation. However, the gap in strength is obvious and can not be filled with confidence.

"Is he looking for death? It's all the case now. He even let master Wanqi take the initiative. He's afraid he's tired of living."

"A madman has his own harvest. It's too arrogant. Sometimes it's not good."

"It's over. Finish it quickly. This place can't stay any longer."

Their hearts are already suffering endlessly.

Every reversal of Yang Fan made them feel frightened, as if death looked back. If Yang fan can really survive in the end, their results can be imagined.

Therefore, their inner urgent hope is that Yang Fan will die in the hands of wanjitu.

They don't want to go through this fear anymore.

At this time, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly turned and looked at them:

"You want me to die?"

Asked the cold.

Before today, Yang Fanlian didn't know who they were. Even now they appear here because they want to invade Xinglan City, that's all.

"Hum, Yang Fan, I just want you to die. Why? If it wasn't for you, how could this battlefield become so complicated. If it wasn't for you, we would have waited for the end of the battlefield. If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't even have to face the present. Do you think you have any reason not to die?"

In the crowd, someone suddenly opened his mouth.

His face was full of resentment.

In their world view, Yang Fan blocked their way, so Yang Fan must die.

In the void, Yang Fan nodded faintly: "I see!"

Immediately, the long gun shot in a flash and fell directly from the void.

Pooh!

The long gun pierced his throat and killed him in one blow.

"You're right. You think I'm in your way, so you want me to die. But now, I think you're also annoying me, so I'm going to kill you. Now, does anyone think I deserve to die?" Yang Fan said faintly.

in perfect silence.

"You madman, do you want to be the enemy of the whole southern continent?"

Poof!

As soon as the sound appeared, the long gun crossed.

Even without Yang Fan's control, killing can be at the fingertips.

"Anything else?" Yang Fan is cold and merciless.

He is not a saint. He doesn't want to kill, but he doesn't have any compassion for those who want him to die.

Kill when you kill!

"It's interesting, Yang Fan. I didn't expect you to be recognized by this magic gun under the first World War. You can move as you want. But what's the use of killing these wastes?" Wan Jitu sneered.

Yang Fan looked up silently:

"You're right. It's really useless to kill them. But killing you should be enough to make them despair." The killing intention in Yang Fan's eyes condensed into a line, and the cold light blew up.

"Kill me? Hahaha, is this your last words before you die? It's not funny at all." Wanjitu naturally doesn't believe that Yang Fan has the means to kill him.

Even, he felt that Yang Fan in this state could be killed with his backhand if he wanted to.

There is no second possibility.

"Funny? I hope you can laugh later." Yang Fan said, his eyes slightly closed.

Then in a flash, his breath soared like a flood.

Breach!

After being suppressed for so long, Yang Fan finally realized the essence of Wu Dao's will.

Once you read it, it will come naturally.

In other words, he in his current state is already the limit under the current cultivation.

He doesn't have to suppress anymore.

Instead, just break out.

Boom, boom.

Surging like a tide, the breath of fury swept towards Yang Fan.

At this moment, Yang Fan's cultivation began to increase sharply.

Tiandan six, Tiandan seven... Tiandan nine!

God Dan!

Take a few breaths and read the divine pill.

"Now, is it enough to kill you?"