Great Heaven Sovereign

Yang Fan spoke proudly, with a cold light in his eyes and faced the fierce sky.

Wang Liang and others were stunned and looked at each other. They even suspected that they had heard wrong. This is how much self-confidence you have to have, and even directly say that you want to cut the fierce sky.

This is comparable to the existence of their God of war.

Although Yang Fan has shown the invincible posture of the God of war in these battles, he is still facing ordinary practitioners after all, and there is no such supremacy.

But after all, everything must be based on strength. The name of the other side's little devil is a nightmare for their camp.

It can be said that it left them indelible fear.

Therefore, they dare not take Yang Fan's words seriously. The shadow of man's famous tree. The fierce sky once killed a lot on the battlefield. They don't think Yang fan can fight it now.

"Cut me? What a big tone. Who dares to say this in your Wushen camp except wujingxian?" Li Tian's domineering spirit is exposed, his evil spirit is surging, and his face is arrogant and arrogant.

Now Yang Fan's sentence, in his eyes, is a joke and doesn't care at all.

"After today, there will be one more, but unfortunately, you don't have a chance to know." Yang Fan is tit for tat. He is not weak at all in his momentum. Even though the other party has a big name, Yang Fan still dares to fight.

"Arrogance! If you were born a thousand years earlier, I will let you know how sad it is to be in the same era with me." Li Tian is still overbearing.

Yang Fan did not respond.

But this sentence sounded very familiar to him.

Before, Wan Cang said, Wu Jingxian also said. But the meaning is different from what Li Tian said at this time. However, Yang Fan believes that it is not Cang and Wu Jingxian who are blowing themselves, but the fierce sky in front of him. He is too conceited.

He said to kill each other, not just a simple sentence.

Wu Jingxian once said that in addition to him, the God of war under him can fight by himself. If he kills himself, he doesn't have a chance to win.

But that was before.

Now, I have realized the true meaning of killing, and the golden God body has broken through another layer. In this case, why should I be afraid of it?

With this in mind, Yang Fan took the initiative to take a step forward.

Without a word, the breath of the golden God body broke out in an instant.

Then, in the surging sense of killing, Yang Fan condensed his long gun, crossed the void and cut through the night.

"It turns out that it's the power of Jin Wu's soul or a natural spirit body, which can integrate the killing intention. No wonder even pishmo says you're weird, but it's useless. In front of my little devil, everything about you is just vain and only death." Li Tian was contemptuous. Facing Yang Fan's shot, he had no fear in his eyes.

Directly ignore.

It was not until the shot came directly in front of him that he made an understatement and punched.

I saw that on his fist, the devil was vast, like the bursting of a star river. In the darkness, there was a great terror of swallowing all things.

Click, click!

The long gun is broken inch by inch.

That punch seemed to contain indestructible power and directly collapsed Yang Fan's shot.

The vast magic Qi also made Yang Fan's figure explode and retreat.

After a confrontation, Yang Fan's face became dignified.

"The son is mighty!" Vishmo drank even more.

His face became more excited and manic.

Not only him, but the tens of thousands of people behind him were even more excited at this time.

One punch, just one punch, directly collapsed Yang Fan's means. You know, in a few days, Yang Fan was crazy to attack and kill with this long gun, which filled them with fear.

But now, as soon as Li Tian made a move, he directly collapsed Yang Fan's means. This kind of reversal makes them very successful. They feel that now everything is reversed, and even Yang fan can finally die here.

On the other hand, Wu Shen's face became extremely heavy.

Full of worry.

"Yang Fan, come back. Let's fight this war. Anyway, even if we die, we can still survive tomorrow." Wang Liang said.

"Yes, Yang Fan, don't make indifferent sacrifices. You are our hope." Ma Chao said.

They are afraid that Yang Fan is too young to swallow this tone and will fight to the death. If so, it will really disappoint them.

Yang fantou didn't look back:

"It doesn't matter. This war has just begun." Yang Fan's ghost eyes coagulated and said faintly.

As soon as Wang Liang and others heard this, they sighed in their hearts, and some even showed anger on their faces.

"Yang Fan, a temporary failure doesn't mean anything. Go back and focus on the overall situation." Xue Zhongyi said.

Although he looks high at Yang Fan.

But now, under one move, the superior has made a judgment. They felt that Yang Fan was embarrassed now. After all, the war two days ago was invincible. Now this defeat was unacceptable to him.

Yang Fan was helpless and no longer responded to everyone's persuasion.

But it's impossible to let go.

At this time, Li Tian's eyes also fell on Yang Fan: "it's just beginning? Wrong, and wrong. Because for me, it's over."

"Just like you, kill them and make a living. Against me, you don't deserve to fight with me." Li Tian said in a cruel voice.

The next moment, he stepped out and his voice suddenly disappeared.

He was no longer seen on the whole suspension bridge.

"Broken magic fist!"

At a certain moment, the figure of Li Tian reappeared, pulled out residual shadows on the void, and finally integrated into one, and one punch fell.

But Yang Fan seemed to have no sense, staring at the void in a daze.

"No!"

"Yang Fan, get back!"

"No, Yang Fan, get away!"

Wang Liang and others exclaimed.

Their mind is always focused on the battlefield. Although they see the hand of Li Tian, when the figure of Li Tian disappears and reappears, they instinctively think that Yang fan can't avoid and must face a fatal blow.

But they didn't know that Yang Fan was silent at this time, not without any perception. But in the soul of war and martial arts, the figure of Li Tian has been condensed, and the track of this fist has been deduced at the same time.

Whoosh!

Between the lightning and flint, Yang Fan turned and directly avoided the fatal blow.

There was a moment of silence, and the last punch fell directly on the suspension bridge, shaking the sky.

Yang Fan's face was particularly heavy. Although he avoided this force, he felt extremely depressed in his heart.

I have to say, the fierce sky is very strong. Among the people Yang Fan fought all the way, except Wu Jingxian, this is definitely the first person.

"Unexpectedly, you can escape, dog. I didn't think you still have some skills. But it's useless. If you can escape once, you won't have a second chance." Li Tian said proudly.

Yang Fan's ability to avoid his power also surprised him. Therefore, the anger in the heart is even worse, and the breath on the body is also violent in an instant.

"The palm of the devil!" At the next moment, the figure of Li Tian disappeared again, and a huge black palm print fell from the sky.

Yang Fan also raised his head sharply.

This time, there is no escape.

Even the soul of Zhan Wu can't deduce the opponent's running track, and can't find the flaw and find a direction beyond the coverage of this power.

"Since you can't avoid it, do it hard!" Yang Fan's heart sank.

At that moment, Yang Fan raised his hand.

"Thousand machine hands!"