Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Zhang Fan and Feng Qingyang are spitting out another mouthful of blood. With the spit of blood, they are pale to the point of no avail. They become even paler. Some fight with the faces of the dead.

Eyes, breath, but did not continue to decline.

At the same time

The height of Zhang Fan and Feng Qingyang dropped to 1000 meters below, leaving only 800 meters. It is impossible for them to continue fighting.

The confrontation between Zhang Fan and Feng Qingyang ended equally. In front of them, there was only one way. They left and fought another day.

"Brother Qingyang..."

A light call, thousands of miles away feather light, came to the wind Qingyang side, grasp the wind Qingyang arm at the same time, Mou pan worried light asked: "brother Qingyang, are you ok?"

At the same time, Yu's light eyes are toward Zhang Fan, which is filled with a strong sense of killing.

Obviously

At this moment, Yu Qingli wants to kill Zhang Fan. In Zhang Fan's state, Yu Qingli will die if he hands, and has no physiology.

"I'm fine."

After shaking his head, he looked at Zhang Fan and said with a smile, "Zhang Fan, you are qualified to be my opponent. This time is a draw, and the next time, it will never be such an end."

"I think so too."

Zhang Fan laughs the return breeze is clear Yang, his heart, however, was pulled up, and is thinking about how to get rid of.

Feather light standing there, this for Zhang Fan, is a god of death sickle hanging on his head, once dropped, it will die.

"I want to have another time, Zhang Fan. Are you thinking too well?" Feather light sneer, then, a crescent cutlass, appeared in her hand.

This crescent cutlass is also a blood vessel.

The red light of the blade reflects the sky, so that the eyes of the creatures can only see the red color. The breath of crescent curved sword breaks the space and shows the void space.

From this we can get the following conclusion:

once the crescent cutlass is activated, it can destroy the sky and destroy the earth. It is possible to cut the sky open.

In any case, feather lightness is not weaker than a female god of war.

Yeah.

With the words of feather lightness, Zhang Fan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and his pale face became ugly. The stars were black, and his dark eyes flashed with ice.

"Feather light really want to hand, I can only fight with life."

This is, at the moment, a sentence flashed in Zhang Fan's head, a spirit consciousness, and the devouring spirit Rune suspended above the elixir field.

You can mobilize the power to devour the rune at any time.

"Light, you..."

"I'm Zhou Xiaolei's man. Can you question it?"

Compared with Zhang Fan's heart sinking to the bottom of the valley, his clear eyebrows wrinkled into a "Chuan" character. He turned his head and looked at the feather lightheartedly and said in a low way.

Unfortunately

The wind just said a few words, a full of cold sarcasm, it is ring up, then, a blue dress Zhou Xiaolei, President of Zhou University, appeared at Zhang Fan's side, she looked at Yu Qingli coldly and said, "don't you want to kill my husband? Then try it. "

With a bang, a breath of destroying the heaven and earth swept out of Zhou Xiaolei's body. Three long swords were suspended on her head.

The quality of each sword has reached the level of level five spirit weapon.

The sword is so powerful that heaven and earth wail.

That's right.

At this time

Zhou Xiaolei's accomplishments in the middle period of gathering the spirit state showed up.

Although Zhou Xiaolei's accomplishments in the middle period of jushenjing state, Zhou Xiaolei's breath made the wind clear, the feather light, and Zhang Fan shake unceasingly, and put aside the cultivation, only the breath.

In general, the breath of practitioners in the early stage of virtual state is not as strong as that of Zhou Xiaolei, especially the three five spirit tools suspended on Zhou Xiaolei's head.

"Xiaolei is so strong, it seems that..."

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed endlessly, and he said in his heart, "her usual fighting power is all fake. This is really a little woman's style. If it hadn't happened, Xiaolei would certainly not show her real strength."

Keep up with

There is a big question mark in Zhang Fan's head. Where did the three level five spirit tools suspended on Xiaolei's head come from? I don't know at all.

Is it

It seems to be. Otherwise, it will not be explained.

"Yes."

Feeling the breath of Zhou Xiaolei and looking at the three five level spirit tools floating on her head, whether it is windy or light, their faces and eyes are full of shock.

Whoa.

After calming down, fengqingyang and Qingling took a deep breath. Then, they looked at each other and exchanged a look. After that, he said coldly, "Zhang Fan, let's go back and fight again next time, OK?"Yu's light eyes, sharp as a sword, look directly into Zhou Xiaolei's eyes. The killing intention is not covered up. If it is not for fear that the wind will be swept in the battle, she must ask Zhou Xiaolei for advice.

But.

This is not the main reason. The main reason is that the battle between Zhang Fan and Feng Qingyang must have attracted the attention of the immortal practitioners in the surrounding areas. If yu Qingli fights with Zhou Xiaolei again, the eighth floor will arrive and attack them.

This situation is not feather light wants to see.

No way.

Who let the wind clear, feather light two people out of the matter, wind, feather two do not know, therefore, naturally there is no strong secretly protect.

"Yes."

Zhang Fan didn't want to think about it, so he nodded his head and agreed to go on. He said that the next battle would be when they all broke through to the realm of emptiness.

Here we are.

After breaking through to the realm of emptiness, Zhang Fan had two battles, one with sword, one with wind.

"Goodbye."

The fall of two words, wind Qingyang, pulling feather light hand, quickly leave.

"Honey, let's go back."

Zhang Fan looks at the back of the two men, who are clear in the wind and light in the feather, and they disappear in the sight. When he takes back his eyes, Zhou Xiaolei's light laughter starts to ring.

"Yes."

Zhou Xiaolei flew five or sixty meters forward. She found that Zhang Fan didn't catch up. She couldn't help but stop. She turned to look at Zhang Fan and asked with a smile, "husband, why are you still standing there and walking away?"

Her beautiful eyes are full of doubts.

"Oh, good."

Hearing Zhou Xiaolei's words, Zhang Fan put away his thought, nodded his head with a smile and flew forward.

Oh.

The corner of Zhou Xiaolei's mouth rose, and she drew a curve full of smile. When Zhang Fan came to her side, her white catkin hugged Zhang Fan's arm.

……

"There is a strong fighting atmosphere. The fighting effectiveness of both sides in the previous battle must be very strong."

"Judging from the residual fighting atmosphere, it is very likely that the two belligerents are in a state of dissipating emptiness."

"It's not possible, but it's certain. Don't you see the traces of the rules? Only the practitioners of the realm of emptiness can master and use the power of the rules."

"It's a pity that it's too slow. Otherwise, you can watch the battle between the two immortals. After watching it, you will have a great feeling. It's very possible to break through the shackles and step into the realm of transforming emptiness."

"Who says not."

“……”

About a quarter of an hour after Zhang Fan, Zhou Xiaolei, Feng Qingyang and Yu Qingli left, more than a dozen people gathered in the spirit realm to cultivate immortals appeared here. After they closed their eyes and felt for a while, the voices of discussion were constantly ringing.

All people's faces are covered with pity.

……

Ziwan in the northern suburbs. Villa 8.

On the first floor of the villa, at the sofa in the hall, Zhang Fan and Zhou Xiaolei, who came back to the villa, stayed here at the moment. The former sat cross legged on the sofa, and the latter looked at the former with a faint light.

If you look closely, you can see the light of worry hidden in the faint light.

An hour later.

Whoa.

Zhang Fan's eyes, which had been closed for an hour, opened and flashed two flashes of light. After spitting out a mouthful of turbid gas, he put his feet down and stood up.

"Comfortable."

Zhang Fan raised his hands and stretched out a big stretch. His handsome face, which was carved and carved by a knife and axe, had a comfortable color. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp light burst out continuously.

After half a meeting, Zhang Fan sat down on the sofa and put his arm around Zhou Xiaolei. At the same time, he bowed his head and kissed Zhou Xiaolei's lips. After a long time, he said with a smile: "Xiaolei baby, your three swords with the quality of level 5 spirit weapon were obtained from the deserted heaven palace."

"Bingo, it's a pity..."

Zhou Xiaolei Mou pan narrow light said: "no reward." For Zhang Fan to guess that the three long swords came from the desolate palace, Zhou Xiaolei was not surprised at all.

In Zhang Fan's mind, if you don't guess, there is a real problem.

"Reward, I've drawn it in advance." Zhang Fan said triumphantly.

Early extraction?

Zhang Fan's words, let Zhou Xiaolei a Leng, then suddenly, raised her hand and patted Zhang Fan for a moment, and said in a bad mood: "husband, you actually kiss me in front of me as a reward, you can really ah."

Oh.

The elation on Zhang Fan's face, with Zhou Xiaolei's words coming out, brush once, turned into substance, and said with a smile: "Xiaolei baby, if I can't, how can I be your husband, and..."

In Zhou Xiaolei's ear, she whispered: "every battle, I have the upper hand, and you are all beaten by me, just like a piece of mud.""Hum."

Zhang Fan's whispers make Zhou Xiaolei blush and her eyes blush. While she snorts, she turns her head away. She does not go to see Zhang Fan. She looks like "the baby is very angry. If she doesn't hold her in her arms, she will be angry to the end.".

Ha ha ha.

See here

Zhang Fan gave out bursts of laughter. Then, a process of "embracing and holding high" came. In a soft voice, "Xiaolei baby, don't be angry now."

"Still angry."

Zhou Xiaolei's red lips rise, pout can hang a bottle of soy sauce, that is to say, but on her face, there is no trace of anger.

Oh.

Zhang Fan smiles and doesn't speak any more. He reaches for the remote control panel on the tea table and turns on the TV. The channel is switched to cctv-8. At the moment, cctv-8 is playing a bang Zi drama.

Five minutes later.

Zhou Xiaolei, who was held in her arms by Zhang Fan, lifted her head and looked at Zhang Fan faintly. She asked leisurely, "husband, why don't you ask me about my combat effectiveness?"

"What is this for?"

Zhang Fan is puzzled, but in his heart he laughs incessantly, and says secretly: Xiaolei baby, I know you can't help asking this question, gagaga.

"Er."

Zhang Fan's words made Zhou Xiaolei's jade face stunned. Her expression was fixed there, just like wearing a mask. How funny it is, how funny it is.

It is not appropriate to use the five words "funny force" to describe it.

Whoa.

After slowing down, Zhou Xiaolei took a deep breath and asked seriously, "Zhang Fan, you really don't want to know about my fighting power."

"If my Xiaolei wants to say it, I'll listen to it. If my Xiaolei doesn't want to say it, I won't listen." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"I don't want to say that, huh."

Zhang Fan's performance, let Zhou Xiaolei very depressed, hum, do not go to see Zhang Fan, eyes fell on the front of the 42 inch LCD TV, continue to watch stick dog blood drama.

This girl

See here

Zhang Fan Mou pan helpless light shook his head, secret way: This is forcing me to ask to say, then I am to ask, or ask, or ask.

Yes.

After a flash of light in his head, Zhang Fan has an idea. He decides to ask this question again after rolling the bed sheet with Zhou Xiaolei.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaolei didn't know what Zhang Fan was thinking. Otherwise, the ancient treasure, the nine Yin soul killing claw, must have appeared between heaven and earth, and fell on Zhang Fan's body, which made Zhang Fan feel an unparalleled pain. He was so miserable that he could not live like death.

It's 11:10 p.m., and all the new Bangzi plays are played out.

After turning off the TV, Zhang Fan and Zhou Xiaolei got up from the sofa and walked to the stairway. When they got to the second floor, they entered the master bedroom.

Bang.

This is the sound of the door being closed by Zhang Fan with his heel.

"Ah."

A startled voice sounded, our president of Zhou University, was held up by Zhang Fan, plain white catkin, subconsciously put his arm around Zhang Fan's neck, and complained: "husband, can you not always think about this matter?"

"There is a beautiful wife in my family. If you don't want to do this, you can't be struck by thunder."

With a serious face, Zhang Fan took Zhou Xiaolei into the bathroom.

……

The next day, in the morning.

The golden crow rises from the East and pours down countless golden lights, which will cover the boundless land for a night's darkness and be completely banished.

The boundless land reflected by the golden light seems to be wearing a golden coat. It is beautiful and beautiful.

Through the window lattice, the sun shines into the room from the slit of the curtain, and is printed on the floor, on the snow white quilt, under the quilt, on the faces of Zhang Fan and Zhou Xiaolei, who are in a state of deep sleep with their eyes closed.

Yeah.

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