"What a quick move."

Zhou Kun's eyes flashed with a gleam.

"Awesome, junior brother."

Ji Yuan and Wei Kun clenched their fists excitedly, Gu Ling'er and Nangong Min's hanging hearts fell, and the disciples of the Cold Moon Sect cheered excitedly.

"Senior Brother Zhang Fan, Senior Brother Zhang Fan."

"Hey, it's kind of interesting, but this kind of body method can only deal with these four guys, and it's far from threatening me."

Han Tianhai's eyes opened again, this time his eyes fluctuated slightly.

On the palace arena, Shi Feng, Crazy Knife, Jian Chen, and Han Mohai's faces all changed.

"Such a fast body method, with this kind of body Zhang Fan is enough to be invincible, we all underestimate Zhang Fan."

Han Mohai also gritted his teeth and said, and then his eyes patrolled around and said, "Three, don't keep your hands, otherwise the four of us may really be planted in this battle today." ”

Han Mohai, Shi Feng, Crazy Knife, and Jianchen are the top Tianjiao of the Seven Sects, and their strength is naturally not only that, but the war has not yet begun, and the four of them are naturally reluctant to expose their hole cards now, but Zhang Fan's difficulty exceeded their expectations.

"Okay, let's practice to get rid of Zhang Fan first."

Shi Feng, Crazy Knife, and Jian Chen responded.

"Kill."

The four of them blocked Zhang Fan from four directions, and their speed suddenly doubled, obviously using the ability to lower the box.

"Zhang Fan, you are dead this time."

The terrible locked on Zhang Fan again, and this time the killing machine was several times stronger than the last time.

"I can't hide this time, I can only fight head-on, and the results are already out."

Han Tianhai said to himself that Zhang Fan was sentenced to death.

"What Senior Brother Tian said is reasonable."

Because Han Tianhai's realm is extremely high, he can always make accurate judgments about the martial artists he fights, and the result is like Han Tianhai's guess every time, so the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects believe in Han Tianhai's words.

"Hey, hey."

The cruel laughter of Han Mohai, Shi Feng, Crazy Knife, and Jianchen sounded in Zhang Fan's ears, like a magic bell.

"It's over."

Rumble.

The strength of the sword, the sword, the fist, and the palm swallowed Zhang Fan, and a terrifying wave erupted, sweeping all around, devouring the Eight Desolations.

"It's really boring, it's so quickly overplayed, and it's really self-defeating to challenge four people."

Han Tianhai said to himself, the disdain in his eyes became more and more condensed.

"Hey, no one."

Han Mohai, Shi Feng, Crazy Knife, and Jianchen were about to laugh excitedly, when their eyes were all fixed.

The four of them knew that although the power of the four of them was strong, it was absolutely impossible to beat Zhang Fan without leaving the slightest trace.

"What the hell is going on?"

Han Mohai, Shi Feng, Crazy Knife, and Jian Chen's faces were gloomy and about to drip water.

"How is this possible, how is it possible to dodge a blow."

Han Tianhai's self-confidence and arrogance all disappeared in an instant, his face was embarrassed, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects behind him closed their mouths one by one at this time, not daring to say a word, for fear of offending Han Tianhai.

"Damn, what the hell is going on."

Han Tianhai clenched his fists, and the killing intent in his heart skyrocketed, such a scene clearly made him unable to get off the stage, Han Tianhai had already sentenced Zhang Fan to death in his heart.

"Are you four guys looking for me?"

On the palace arena, a calm voice sounded in the ears of Han Mohai, Crazy Knife, Jian Chen, and Shi Feng, making the four of them tremble, and a touch of fear flashed in their pupils, and then they turned to look at a pair of bright pupils.

"How is this possible, unscathed."

When Han Mohai, Crazy Knife, Jian Chen, and Shi Feng's eyes fell on Zhang Fan's body, they trembled again, and the four of them didn't leave their hands just now. Such a terrible attack turned into the four of them, and none of them were sure to dodge, but now Zhang Fan not only dodged, but even unharmed, which was simply terrifying.

"Invisible, this is a symptom of cultivating the body method to the realm of super-perfection."

Han Tianhai's face moved for the first time, and he clenched his fists.

"It's that I, Han Tianhai, haven't cultivated a body martial art to the realm of super perfection, and the talent of Zhang Fan in front of me is above me."

Thinking of this possibility, the murderous intent in Han Tianhai's heart skyrocketed.

At this moment, Han Tianhai felt a great crisis, no longer as he ignored and despised before, but solemn.

"Guys, don't keep your hands, or we'll lose this battle."

Han Mohai's voice became trembling for the first time, and at this moment, Han Mohai was scared, really scared.

"Zhang Fan, I originally used this trick to deal with Han Tianhai, but this time I will use it on you, and it will also make you lose convincingly."

The mad knife smiled proudly, and the thunder slashing knife slashed through the air, condensing a thunder giant, and the giant roared and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

"Zhang Fan, let's die."

Purple Spirit Sword.

Ten Thousand Swords.

Gold casting.

Crazy Knife, Jian Chen, Shi Feng, and Han Mohai all used the ability to suppress the box, and their attack power skyrocketed by nearly three times, and the terrifying fluctuations swept through the entire palace arena, faintly engulfing the palace arena.

"It's such a terrible fluctuation, just the edge position has a tendency to devour my soul, if it is in the center, I am afraid that it will be annihilated in an instant."

Ji Yuan and Wei Kun immediately changed color.

Gu Ling'er and Nangong Min were full of worry, and beads of sweat flowed down their little faces.

"One move determines the winner, or not, I also happen to have this plan."

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

A general momentum swept out of its body, and it was like a heavy mountain that could not move a single point.

"The artistic conception of Broken Mountain, the artistic conception of Broken Mountain at the level of perfection."

"Artistic conception? It's a pity that your cultivation is too weak, and even your artistic conception can't save you. ”

Han Mohai just smiled, but before his laughter could spread, his face was stunned.

"What's the matter, how can this coercion be so terrifying, the artistic conception of the Dacheng level must not be so terrifying, unless it is a consummation realm."

Han Mohai had a terrifying thought in his heart.

"Perfection."

In the field, two exclamations sounded, one of which was mixed with excitement, this person was Zhou Kun, Zhou Kun was proud of Zhang Fan from the bottom of his heart, and the other person was Han Tianhai.

At this time, Han Tianhai's face was ugly.

The killing intent in his heart was no longer concealed, but exploded on his face.

"Demon, too demonic, if Zhang Fan grows up, wouldn't there be no land for me to Han Tianhai, no, Zhang Fan has to die, he must die."

Han Tianhai clenched his teeth.

"It's such a strong killing machine, Han Tianhai, the disciples who want to kill me Zhou Kun also have to ask me Zhou Kun, this time it is to fight my fall and protect Zhang Fan."

Zhou Kun made a decision in his heart.

In Zhou Kun's heart at this moment, Zhang Fan's life is far higher than himself, and Zhang Fan must not die.

On the palace arena.

Han Mohai, Crazy Knife, Jian Chen, and Shi Feng's face changed sharply.

"Broken."

Zhang Fan's eyes were like a flash of lightning, and he took advantage of the situation to blast out this punch, swallowing towards the four of them like a raging wind and waves.

(End of chapter)

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