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In the endless starry sky, Yang Fan stood proudly, quietly waiting for the arrival of the lifeless fleet, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't see the slightest panic and uneasiness.

........

Soon, it's a minute.

The enemy is far away, the enemy is cold, the enemy is cold, and the Moyang test is sealed early

"Boom~~~"

A brilliant black light pierced the void, and out of it came a terrifying powerhouse dressed in black leopard head armor and with a majestic aura that dominated the wilderness.

This is a middle-aged man about forty years old with a rough face, and when he stands casually, the void in all directions is unstable, and it seems that there is a possibility of complete collapse at any time.

All over the body, in every cell, there is a stupid ~ stupid ~ desire ~ fierce to move.

It was none other than Quentin, who came to take Yang Fan's dog head on the order of the Immortal Saint.

Between breaths.

Quentin Sen's cold gaze swept Yang Fan, who was millions of miles away, and a cruel smile crossed the corner of his mouth, "Humble aphid, you are impatient, you dare to stand in my way." ”

There was a hint of banter in his voice, a little pseudo-saint, I really don't know who gave him the guts.

"Aphids?" Yang Fan's eyes flashed with deep disdain.

As soon as the words fell.

"Boom~~~"

Yang Fan waved his hand, and he grabbed it towards Quentin with one palm, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with a third-order saint.

With this palm, Yang Fan didn't use much power, even the power of the flesh shell, he didn't use it in case, but what kind of strength Yang Fan is now, just the power of the flesh shell is comparable to a sixth-order intermediate saint, and the power is terrifying, enough to suppress a fifth-order saint.

"Ah~~~"

Just before he could let out a terrible wail before the beast was dying, Quentin was captured by Yang Fan with one hand, and all his power was instantly sealed, and he was included in the Dorojin Pagoda like a dead dog.

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There is no number in the main control room.

A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Saint Venerable, "Unexpectedly, this seat is gone." "Although this son is cultivated, but the strength of the flesh shell is a little beyond his imagination, the power just now is no less than a sixth-order saint, such a powerful flesh shell power, even an ordinary intermediate saint, is nothing more than that, even if he, a ninth-order intermediate saint, in terms of the strength of the flesh shell, is only slightly better.

After the hatred of the distant hatred of the cool enemy, the study was taken by Leng Dugang

"But even so, you still have to die. With a fierce glint in his eyes, the Lifeless Saint Venerable turned his gaze to a ninth-order saint below, and ordered, "Barry, you go up." ”

"Yes, Grand Chief. ”

........

"Evil obstacles, quickly release Quentin, this seat will give you a good time. There was a scream like a demon god.

"Boom ......."

A brilliant golden ray pierced the void, and out of it came a golden armor god general, holding a golden spear, and the whole person was as if it was made of gold.

The golden light shines brightly in the starry sky.

"Ant, die. ”

A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he didn't give Na Barry a chance to speak again, just a palm fell.

With this palm, Yang Fan mobilized the power of one percent of the flesh shell, which was comparable to a third-order intermediate saint with all his strength, and that Barry was only a ninth-order saint, and it was not like that Tianyu Star Saint, with the blessing of the power of the life star, he could burst out the combat power of a first-order intermediate saint.

Not a breath.

"Puff~~~"

This Barry directly followed in the footsteps of that Quentin, was suppressed by Yang Fan, and was included in the Doroquinta.

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Distant hatred of distant ghosts, Sun Shu, Moyue, ghosts hate the most

No number, main control room.

For a while, it was a little terrifying, including the Lifeless Saint Venerable, the twenty-five Saint Venerables' eyes widened one by one, and they couldn't believe what was in front of them at all.

A pseudo-saint actually suppressed a ninth-order saint with one blow, how could there be such a monster in the world, even the legendary Star Luo Saint Venerable, it was far less than what it was.

Not to mention the Immortal Saint Venerable and others, it is the Saint Martial Being, there are all the saints and pseudo-saints, how could it not be so, the eyes are as big as fish's eyes.

Although he knew that Yang Fan had the power to suppress the power of the ninth-order saint, he never expected that it would be such a crushing method.

He didn't even mobilize the slightest mana, let alone use any Saint Venerable Law, he just relied on the power of the flesh shell to crush it.

This meat shell is simply invincible, even a high-level saint venerable, it's nothing more than that.

Monsters! What monsters!!

Difficult...... Could he ...... He really ...... Can you really beat ...... Defeat the lifeless thief?

Unconsciously, many saints' thoughts of false saints began to waver.

After the hatred is far away, the hatred is alone, and the art is lonely

........

It took a long time for the Lifeless Saint Venerable to calm down the shock in his heart.

The next moment.......

His gaze turned and fell on the second person in the lower left, this is a middle-aged man in a white scale armor robe, his facial expression is very proud, and his whole body is filled with an aura of almost death.

Cole, the fourth person in the Lifeless Thieves, is a powerful sixth-order saint only under the big leader Wusheng Saint Venerable and the two deputy leaders.

"Cole, you're on. ”

"Yes, Boss. ”

........

"Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"

A terrifying and invincible coercion came directly towards Yang Fan, covering the starry sky around Yang Fan.

"Knock~~~Knock~~~Knock~~~"

Heavy footsteps sounded, trampled into the void, shaking the space and trembling.

Cole stepped into the air, leaving a terrifying dent in the void with every step.

The terrifying aura was enough to make countless saints tremble.

The ship is far from the rear of the war

.......

Far from Fang Xue Zhanyang Rear Cole, the fourth person in the Immortal Thieves, only under the big leader Immortal Saint Venerable and the two deputy leaders, he is a powerful sixth-order saint.

"It's actually a sixth-order intermediate saint, Yang Fan is afraid that he is in trouble now. A high-order intermediate saint venerable had a heavy touch in his eyes, although Yang Fan still had something hidden, but in his opinion, being able to have the combat power of a sixth-order intermediate saint was the limit.

After all, Yang Fan is less than 400 years old.

This battle is likely to be a close battle, and if he is not careful, Yang Fan is likely to suffer a loss.

That's when .......

Na Cole spoke, with an indescribable arrogance, "Junior, your flesh shell is the only one I have seen in my life, but the way of flesh ~ body, after all, is just a small road, you can never be the opponent of this seat, obediently tied up, I can't say that this seat can give you a happy ......."

"Even you, an ant, are worthy of telling this seat what kind of avenues and trails, and you are not afraid of making people laugh off their big teeth. Yang Fan sneered, a little sixth-order intermediate saint, something like an ant, where did he get the self-confidence, dare to talk to himself in a high-profile manner.

The way of flesh ~ body is a small way?

I don't know what to say, the Hongmeng Immortal Body that I have cultivated, but the peerless magic recipe that directly points to the Supreme True God Realm, not to mention the small Tiannan Realm River, even the entire Emma Realm, I may not be able to find a magic recipe that compares with it.

"Junior, ....... you are looking for" Cole's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to explode.

Just before the word "death" behind him exited, Yang Fan had already directly tore through the space and pounced on him.

A sixth-order intermediate saint venerable still has some qualifications for him to show a little bit of strength.

"Obediently become the nourishment for the growth of this seat. ”

"Boom~~~"

The knot of science and the study of the enemy by Yue Nuo is far away

With a cruel laugh, Yang Fan just fell with a palm.

With this palm, Yang Fan not only used all the power of his flesh shell, but also mobilized the terrifying mana in his body that was as vast as a sixth-order intermediate saint, and the terrifying power of the power faintly surpassed the seventh-order intermediate saint and directly caught up with the eighth-order saint.

"Ah, how can this be?"

The arrogance on Cole's face vanished in an instant, replaced by endless panic and despair.

The lonely ball is the most skillful

"Boom~~~"

The sky is falling apart.

The Three Tribulation Sacred Weapon defensive robes on Cole's body directly shattered and exploded.

The terrifying palm power continued to spread, shaking his holy body apart, his skin and flesh all exploded, and even his bones were shattered and splashed in all directions.

"Puff~~~"

As soon as Cole was reborn with a drop of blood, a golden tower shadow flashed away, and it was completely devoured in an instant.

.......

"Lie ~ groove, suppressed, the sixth-order intermediate saint venerable was suppressed by one blow,,,, ......." An eighth-order intermediate saint in the main control room of the Saint Martial stood up suddenly, and his mouth exploded with foul mouth, "This monster is really my human race?"

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