My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

A qualified hunter is bound to wait for the best time to shoot. Even if you can't wait for this opportunity, you can't act rashly.

Ying Tianqing fully understands this truth.

When Ye Fan slaughtered the Quartet, he did not shrink from being shocked, but continued to lurch cautiously.

finally.

At this moment, the opportunity has come.

In the few seconds that Ye Fan lost his mind, he waited for the opportunity to play his life-saving trump card-the gang gas beads created by the Master Yellow Crow Taoist.

As one of the three major casual cultivators in the martial arts world, the Yellow Crow Taoist is the third pinnacle of the transformation realm, and is the top master magnate.

His full blow was terrifying.

The gas beads exploded.

The earth-shaking roar came out, and the aftermath set off the land, flying some of the strongest closest to Ye Fan.

Those who watched the battle from a distance were pushed back by a hundred meters by a burst of energy.

At the center of the explosion, a small mushroom cloud was born, and the miasma layer above was directly torn apart.

The entire central area was plunged into the void.

"Brother Fan!"

Meng Qingyin cried out sadly.

She couldn't accept that Ye Fan was bombed to death.

But such a big movement is like a bomb bombardment, how can a human body hold it.

Others also have tingling scalp.

This is the power of the third great master of the world!

The peak-level giants are already terrifying to such a degree of force, and a full blow is equivalent to a bomb bombing.

No wonder great masters are rarely born.

No wonder the national level restricts the actions of giants.

If such a powerful destructive force is unbridled, the consequences will be immeasurable.

"Hahaha!"

Ying Tianqing is extremely happy.

"Ye Fan, what are you going to pretend? The prestige is over. In the end, it is not dead in my hands. By the way, Luo Hong can't run away. When I catch her, she will definitely play her alive."

"Really? Who are you going to play to death?"

The cold words, like a sharp sword pierced through the vast smoke and dust, made Ying Tianqing's face solidified.

The audience was silent for an instant.

Everyone stared at the center of the explosion.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a figure slowly emerged...It was Ye Fan!

He is not dead!

Everyone exclaimed, unbelievable.

At this moment, Ye Fan was a little embarrassed, with a lot of broken silver hair and partly scorched black; the vine clothes on his body were completely torn and he was covered with blood.

Huh!

Ye Fan grabbed a corpse casually, took off his coat and put it on his body, and then fixed his eyes on Ying Tianqing.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I am not dead!"

"Do not!"

Ying Tianqing screamed in panic, "This is impossible! That is my master's full blow, how can you resist it. You can't resist it! Your body can't be so strong!"

"No, right! Ye Fan, you are already at the end of the battle, you are strong outside and doing it. You are dead, you must die, and no one can save you!!!"

"kill!"

"You guys quickly, Ye Fan is just a bluff, now when you don't kill it!"

Ying Tianqing yelled hysterically.

Wu Lingjun frowned and wanted to make a move, but he was scrupulous.

"Ability, collapse!"

Suddenly, Powell, who had disappeared before, jumped out and cast a supernatural power to trap Ye Fan.

However, at the moment when the ground collapsed, Ye Fan rushed through Ying Tianqing like lightning.

Puff... a **** mist was raised.

Ye Fan slowly straightened his waist, a heart squirming in his hand.

But Ying Tianqing stood still, a blood hole appeared in his heart, and his heart had disappeared.

"what!"

This picture is horrible.

It is more shocking than directly blasting people.

Some women who watched the game screamed, and even the men were terrified, with goose bumps all over their bodies.

"Uh……"

Ying Tianqing made a hoarse weird sound in her throat, looked down at her heart, her pupils contracted and dilated, her face was full of unwillingness, followed by regret, and finally full of resentment.

"Ye Fan...you killed me...my master won't, let you go...you are dead!"

"Boom!"

After finishing speaking, Ying Tianqing did not fall, but exploded directly and turned into powder, which was terrifying again.

at the same time.

Ye Fan also squeezed the heart in his hand.

"Who else!"

Three words, like Lei Guaner.

Ye Fan looked back.

Powell was horrified and disappeared immediately.

On the other side, Wu Lingjun also withdrew from the battlefield, but did not leave the Bone Array, hiding in the distance.

All eyes were focused on Ye Fan, with all the attention, the only focus.

Hit this point.

Ye Fan got the awe and respect of everyone.

The name of Tianjiao.

Worthy of the name.

Ye Fan was not dead, Meng Qingyin cried with joy.

It can be seen that Ye Fan is full of blood, and feels distressed: "Sister, Brother Fan is not injured."

Tang Ying was also very distressed. She secretly squeezed her fist and said: "The Daoist Yellow Raven hit with all his strength, it was extraordinary, Xiao Fan carried it over, and he was definitely injured. Fortunately, the battle ended and he can rest."

"Resting? Not necessarily."

Suddenly, joking words rang next to him.

Meng Qingyin and Tang Ying looked at Ling Hang suddenly, their faces changed, and they said in unison: "Ling Hang, what are you going to do?"

"Don't forget the two younger sisters. I said I would defeat the heroes to win the treasures and present them to you."

"Ling Hang, I don't need your courtesy. That's my husband, and his baby is my baby. You don't need to do anything extra."

Meng Qingyin snapped.

Tang Ying said coldly: "Ling Hang, you are also an enchanting genius, you should have principles and arrogance. Now that Ye Fan is injured, in your heyday, even if you win, you won't be able to win, why bother."

"You do not understand."

Ling Hang shook his head, looked at a certain place, and muttered: "If I don't make a move, they will make a move."

"Who?"

While Tang Ying and Meng Qingyin were talking, three black figures appeared ghostly on the battlefield.

The presence of the three of them caused the temperature to drop suddenly.

Woo woo woo.

The vigorous aura spread out, shaking the audience, because this aura was too fierce, it was definitely of the top enchanting level.

How come such an evildoer suddenly appeared?

Where did it come from!

The sudden change made Meng Qingyin annoyed, "Ling Hang, who is that person? Is he with you!"

"Yes, nor is it."

"What's the meaning!"

"They and I come from the same organization, but they belong to different bases. I come from the eighth base of the organization. By the way, there is another name, called..."

"The Eighth Son of God!"