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Rumble!

The sky is full of golden light, and the flames permeate the Shili Mountain River.

On the periphery of the Wanweisen domain, it is already a war.

There have been many wars that have broken out, just to compete for the promotion.

These people will not cooperate and have their own policies. Because they know that in this battle, only one person will become a god.

Until now, no one has crossed the forefront of the forefront of the battle circle.

Zhuo Bufan is behind him, and there will be one or two eagerly staring at him from time to time.

Zhuo Bufan will handle them with ease.

“There is a single order, and the prey is coming.”

There is an eighth-order slave, seeing Zhuo Bufan alone, entering the Wanweisen domain.

He found the opportunity and was ready to go hunting for Zhuo Bufan.

In fact, this God will be Assembly, there are many people whose purpose is to have ulterior motives.

Some people don’t come for God to take the place, but to take advantage of an opportunity to hunt Powerhouse and raise the level of the old slave.

After all, it’s not easy to get the right target for hunting.

According to the upgrade rule of the slave level, only those who have killed one hundred below their own level, or ten equal to their own level or higher than their own level can advance.

The people present at the scene are almost all the seven or eighty-stage, so many people actually come to this hunting ground to find their own prey.

Obviously, the eighth-order slave, he stared at Zhuo Bufan.

However, he did not find the level of Zhuo Bufan, higher than him.

Of course, this eighth-order is very confident, even if it meets the ninth-order, it has the confidence to defeat him.

“call out!”

Suddenly a murderous aura hit, Zhuo Bufan’s figure flashed, a smoky arrow, shot through a tree in front of him and smashed it directly.

“come yet?”

Zhuo Bufan looked back and saw a man wearing this black suit.

He held a strong bow in his hand and pointed it at Zhuo Bufan’s head.

“Oh, it turned out to be a ninth order. I didn’t expect it to be a big deal!”

“This is also good, killing you, I will be promoted to the ninth order.”

After seeing the slave print on Zhuo Bufan’s forehead, the other party not only did not back down, but was even more excited.

“You, want to kill me?”

Zhuo Bufan smiled a little.

“Otherwise? I am the first archer of the Tiancheng City, Zhang Yijian! Come on the name, I will not kill the unknown.”

The bow in the opponent’s hand, one aimed at Zhuo Bufan’s head.

As soon as Zhuo Bufan had a little bit of motion, he shot him right away.

However, Zhuo Bufan has no intention of moving at all.

“Oh, after you watched my Level, you still want to kill me. Should I say that you are courageous? Or act recklessly?”

Zhuo Bufan replied calmly.

“What about the ninth order? Do you know what this bow is in my hand?”

“This is the Divine Artifact I got in the sorcerer’s secret, open the bow!”

“When I am in the third stage, I can use this bow to shoot the fifth order. When I am in the fifth order, I can shoot the seventh order. Today, I will make another success in the own record and shoot you this nineth order.”

The opponent is really unbeatable, which makes Zhuo Bufan have some doubts. The bow in the other hand is not as terrible as he said.

“Interesting, it seems that you have a bow that is extraordinary! Leave the bow, I will spare you a life!”

Zhuo Bufan took a fancy to the bow in the hand of the arrow.

The other person was furious after listening to Zhuo Bufan’s idiotic slang.

“I see you are looking for death!”

When the other party’s voice fell, it directly collapsed.

The next second, above the bow of the god, a black flame creaked and condensed into a god arrow.

“call out!”

The arrow of the gods broke through the wind and slammed directly toward the door of Zhuo Bufan.

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan felt the extraordinaryness of this arrow.

This arrow actually locked his Soul and made Zhuo Bufan have nowhere to escape.

In other words, no matter how Zhuo Bufan escapes, this arrow will chase him, until the death.

So, Zhuo Bufan simply won’t leave.

boom!

Just as the arrow was about to explode Zhuo Bufan’s head, Zhuo Bufan’s right hand slammed into the forehead.

His hand, the arrow that released the black flame, was caught in his hand.

Hey!

The arrow creaked and fired an electric fire in front of Zhuo Bufan.

When the arrow saw this scene, it was shocking and even stunned.

For the first time, he saw that someone could barely grasp the black fire arrow he released!

Moreover, Zhuo Bufan directly pinched the black flame arrow and pinched it into fly ash.

In the next second, Zhuo Bufan’s face showed a very surprised expression.

“Miao Wei, wonderful! Your bow is very powerful!”

Zhuo Bufan is delighted, because he has just grasped the moment of the flame arrow, he is very aware of the power of this arrow.

He used nearly 10% of his power to pick up the arrow.

In other words, this is the power of the arrow, which is equivalent to 10% of the power of Zhuo Bufan.

You know, Zhuo Bufan’s current power is ten times as much as when he first came to hell.

In exchange for Zhuo Bufan who just started to go to hell, it is necessary to fire all the power, and all the power of the trumpet can take this arrow.

It can be seen that the power of this arrow is great.

So Zhuo Bufan will be ecstatic.

So far, Zhuo Bufan has no decent weapons.

Obviously, he saw this open bow, his face, showing a longing and greedy expression.

And Zhang Yijian, after seeing Zhuo Bufan’s incomparably easy-to-follow black fire god arrow, his expression was exactly the opposite of Zhuo Bufan, becoming shocked and fearful.

“Not good, run!”

Zhang Yijian’s voice fell, and he did not say anything. He turned and ran.

However, how could Zhuo Bufan let him go?

“Want to run? Leave the bow!”

Zhuo Bufan can be said to be a must for the bow.

Just as the arrow turned, Zhuo Bufan slammed out.

That arrow has not yet flown a hundred meters.

Zhuo Bufan quietly landed in the direction of his progress.

“Damn, who are you?”

Zhang Yijian was scared. He first encountered such a powerful opponent like Zhuo Bufan. He was afraid, he was not as confident before.

However, Zhuo Bufan didn’t want to talk nonsense with him at all. Zhuo Bufan’s goal is the bow of his hand.

Therefore, answering Zhang Yijian is the cover of Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan reached out and grabbed the arrow.

His hand seems to have a kind of Demonic Power.

When Zhang Yijian saw Zhuo Bufan’s big palm, he felt that the own Divine Soul was absorbed.

He felt that it was not a hand, but a big hand.

In the face of that hand, he has nowhere to escape, and he can’t avoid it. He can only let Zhuo Bufan grab it.

“Ah, who are you?”

The one arrow made the last roar.

He shot the last arrow towards Zhuo Bufan.

However, this arrow has not yet been shot, and Zhuo Bufan’s hand is shot on his forehead.

boom!

The next second, the arrow was directly smashed into slag, vanished like smoke in front of Zhuo Bufan.

Only the opening bow was left, and it floated quietly in front of Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan once again slowly reached out and grabbed the open bow.

At the moment of grasping, a message penetrated into the brain of Zhuo Bufan, which is how to use the opening bow and its origins.

“Good bow, good bow!”

Zhuo Bufan grabbed the opening bow and shot at the sky.

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