Those brothers echoed his words, and one by one they were elated, as if they saw an incomparably glorious future.

But suddenly, when they saw the boss with such a bewildered look, they all followed his gaze.

Suddenly, they were all dumbfounded.

After a while, one of the guys shuddered and shouted, "How is this possible? What is going on? How can he ...... Why wasn't he killed, and it was as if he hadn't been burned?"

I saw that in the blazing canyon, a figure slowly walked out, and that was Xia Fan.

Although he was only wearing a pair of pants and his clothes were burned, he still showed such a powerful and domineering appearance.

His two eyes flashed with golden rays, and the evil dragon stick wielding at random in his hand emitted a terrifying murderous aura.

At this time, the distance between the two sides is only more than 300 meters.

Xia Fan didn't seem to be in a hurry, but he was fast.

Dividing five by two greatly shortens the distance between each other, two hundred meters, a hundred meters, and less than fifty meters.

Hong Huang's face was full of coldness, he suddenly looked back, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Kill that kid for me! Even if he escapes from the fire, it must be the end of the crossbow! In order to resist the fire, he must have consumed a lot of energy! Rush up now, I will definitely be able to kill him soon, give it to me!"

Although he shouted quite sharply, his remaining dozen men were in a slight retreat.

In the process, there was a look of fear on his face.

Suddenly, Hong Huang was unhappy for a while, gritted his teeth and shouted, "What are you doing? Didn't you hear what I said?"

One of the killers shook his head slightly, and said in fear: "Hall Master, that kid is not simple. He is not a human being or a ghost, otherwise how could he have escaped from such a big fire? And we threw the gasoline barrel directly on his head, and he was at the core of the fire, and we smashed down so many gasoline barrels that it burned out so much that even a steel plate could be burned. ”

"But he ...... But he ran out without any damage, which is too unscientific, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid we won't be able to beat it!"

The other killers nodded yes as well.

Hong Huang was even more unhappy: "What are you wastes afraid of? Lao Tzu is not afraid, and besides, my skills are also quite bullish, you first drag him up, and then find his weakness." If you use my one-kill technique, you'll be able to kill him. I gave him 10,000,000 for the first, 9,000,000 for the second, 8,000,000 for the third, and only 100,000 for the fourth. ”

As the saying goes, under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man.

What's more, there is still so much money, and what Hong Huang said is very tempting.

Immediately, no one hesitated, so they gritted their teeth and rushed forward.

Some also pulled out their pistols and pulled the trigger at Xia Fan while rushing forward.

There was a bang, and the scene was quite terrifying, and it was almost about to beat Xia Fan into a sieve.

Boss Xia suddenly turned over and hid to the side, and at the same time took out a submachine pistol and unceremoniously pulled the board machine at them.

He is like the male protagonist in a Hollywood movie, no matter how he fights, he can't be killed, but those guys who oppose him can only get a box lunch.

The bullets were so accurate that they shot them in the head.

The scene of more than a dozen killers was very terrifying, their heads were torn apart, and even the skull bones burst out.

But they still rushed forward several steps before they fell to the ground, their legs twitching a few times, and they didn't move at all.

At this moment, apart from the few killers sent out by the Bloody Hall to carry out the mission, there was only one leader left.

His eyes were blood-red, and he stared at Xia Fan.

Suddenly, he cocked a thumbs up and said, "Yes, Xia Fan, you are the most powerful person I have ever seen, it would be a pity not to be a killer." ”

Xia Fan smiled slightly and shook his head: "It's a pity not to be a killer, it's cool to be a killer." ”

Hong Huang's eyes darkened, and he shouted: "But don't be complacent too early, now it's my turn to make a move." Actually, I should have made a move a long time ago, otherwise I wouldn't have died so many brothers. But that's fine, anything that can't fight you is waste, so why don't you just clean it up? I can find more powerful subordinates to build a more powerful bloody hall in the future. ”

His words were nothing more than supporting the scene, and his heart was actually bleeding.

Xia Fan pouted: "What are you doing with so much nonsense?" ”

He beckoned contemptuously to the wilderness.

Hong Huang gritted his teeth and suddenly pounced.

With a wave of his hands, he actually had two more submachine guns.

And it is also the top-of-the-line British T69 manual version, which can fire thirty-six bullets in a row, and it is no problem to smash an elephant to pieces.

This guy really has accurate marksmanship, even if he is running forward, his hands are not idle at all.

One muzzle up and one muzzle down, aimed at Xia Fan's head and chest respectively, just to tear him to pieces with a gun.

Hong Huang is fast, and the bullet speed is also fast, but Xia Fan is faster.

He jumped up and down at once, and jumped surprisingly high.

The bullets shot out of his feet, and they were completely empty.

Xia Fan came and an eagle spread its wings, and swooped towards the flood wilderness.

At the same time, he shouted, "Eat me with a stick!!"

Xia Fan raised his left hand, and the evil dragon stick swirled terrifyingly in the air, and smashed towards Hong Huang's guy.

Hong Huang sneered, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped him.

Suddenly, the slap became like a steel plate, and it actually faintly emitted a metallic luster, and it rolled towards the evil dragon and slashed hard.

Bang, there was a sound of gold and iron.

The dragon stick was beaten upside down, and Hong Huang also took two steps back.

He watched his tiger's mouth burst and blood gushed out, revealing a shocked expression: "What kind of stick are you?"

Xia Fan grabbed the evil dragon stick in his hand, and was also a little surprised: "I didn't expect that this guy of yours is really a little powerful, and he can even block my evil dragon stick." Come on, come on, I'll see how many sticks you can block?"

He swung it suddenly, and the body of the stick suddenly became about half a meter long, and he slashed towards Hong Huang.

Hong Huang smiled, and the two slaps waved again and again, and they actually rolled up the dust.

At the same time, there was also a terrible whirlwind rushing towards Xia Fan.

Xia Fan took two steps back, and by the time he came back to his senses, he was already shrouded in a large cloud of dust.

And there was a howling wind all around, as if countless little whirlwinds turned into silver needles and drilled into his body, trying to tear him to pieces.

For a while, Xia Fan seemed to be in a force that could tear himself apart, even if he couldn't breathe.

It was like being at the bottom of the sea at a depth of thousands of meters, and the oppressive force simply made him at a loss.

And Hong Huang outside, he also vaguely saw the scene inside through the large cloud of wind and sand.

He saw that the power he sent out pressed Xia Fan tightly, and it seemed that he could toss him to pieces at any time.

Hong Huang laughed: "Xia Fan, look at what you have to deal with me at this time." I'm right, although you have killed hundreds of my brothers, you have also suffered a great loss of vitality, how can you have the ability to deal with me? ”

Suddenly, his eyes widened!