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At dusk, the people sent out came back, but it brought an extremely disappointed answer from Xiao Fan, Ling Feng left, it seemed that he was also looking for Nangong Ruoxi, but after all, he still didn't see it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For this, Xiao Fan was disappointed at the same time, but also expected, with Nangong Ruoxi's wisdom, such a simple lead snake out of the hole, Nangong Ruoxi would not fail to see it, besides, for a discarded chess piece, it is not necessary to catch himself.

Of course, there are not many chips in his hand now, so Nangong Ruoxi can't be cautious.

failed to find Nangong Ruoxi, Xiao Fan gave up looking, if Nangong Ruoxi wanted to hide without missing a trace, Xiao Fan really couldn't find it, such a woman, if she hid, she would not leave a clue for herself.

However, this incident has exposed Nangong Ruoxi's traces after all, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with the intuition that he has always been proud of.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, after a few days, the second test of Tianmen finally came.

Compared to the last time, it is simply different.

This is the second time that Xiao Fan has seen the complete plastic surgery of the eight tribes of Tianmen, eight people, there are many people, it seems that except for the sky, there is no one normal.

Under the full attack of the eight tribes of Tianmen, he survived two hundred moves, regardless of life or death, this test is really perverted, eight quasi-god lists, and eight people who grew up and fought together, united, are by no means comparable to ordinary eight quasi-god list level masters joining forces.

Moreover, the eight tribes of Tianmen, each of which is taken out, is able to exterminate the existence of the same level, and the eight tribes join forces, even if Xiao Zongheng is afraid of that level, he must be dignified.

Moreover, there is also a heaven that is infinitely close to the god list, plus eight people, each of whom has his own set of stunts, which is fatal.

The test of Tianmen will not be merciful, Xiao Fan does not dare to have any luck.

The eight people who have integrated the concept of loyalty to Tianmen into their bones will definitely spare no effort to carry out the orders of Tianmen, two hundred moves, if they can't hold on, and they have to stubbornly not surrender, then it will not be an uncommon thing to be killed by this group of guys.

Xiao Zongheng stood not far away, looking at this scene, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, "It's a little interesting now, can the rabbit cub resist the eight tribes of Tianmen who are frightened by gods and ghosts?" Xiao Zongheng muttered in a low voice.

You must know that the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Gate are the strongest team in the world, and none of them, whether it is the adjudicators of the Divine Court or the elite troops of reincarnation, they cannot compete with the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Gate.

A soft sound of Huangquan out of the sheath, Huangquan just showed its grandeur, but a touch of colorful butterflies had already appeared behind Xiao Fan, that Yanluo's peach blossom eyes, became more and more bewitching, Xiao Fan's figure rose into the air, but it was blocked by silk threads, the figure was slightly stunned, "shadow kill," the two words sounded behind Xiao Fan, Garuda's purple hair and silver pupils appeared in front of Xiao Fan's eyes, Huangquan drew a brilliant brilliance, tearing apart the intertwined thread network in Nayanluo's hands, and repelling Garuda, Jinnaro's nine-character mantra has taken shape.

Eight people, shot at the same time, every blow of the Asura carried a powerful force, the figure of the sky was ethereal, and a long sword in his hand always sealed every foothold of Xiao Fan in advance.

Eight people, if they appear alone, none of them are Xiao Fan's opponents, one by one, the suspense is not big, it is nothing more than a waste of strength, but the eight people join forces, but they are different, and finally realize the horror of the eight people joining forces, leaving almost no room for Xiao Fan, every blow will cost Xiao Fan's strong strength, an impenetrable net, wrapping Xiao Fan in it, Huangquan asks the sky, the blade is like a waterfall, a strong and domineering blade, surrounded by eight people, tearing a gap, at the same time, Xiao Fan's figure, finally broke away from the encirclement of eight people, and it was the first round of attacks of eight people, which had already made Xiao Fan embarrassed.

Looking at the eight guys, the phantom of Ling Lifang, the corners of Xiao Fan's mouth hooked up a hideous smile.

"Now it's Lao Tzu's turn." Xiao Fan roared angrily, like the blade of a waterfall, falling from the sky, the square bricks on the ground, under this powerful impact, piece by piece were abandoned, and the field was full of smoke and dust, "A nose three knives," Xiao Fan spit out five words softly, and a dead breath suddenly enveloped the hearts of the eight people, although the eight people were surprised, but they were not afraid.

Under the shroud of the dense and airy knife curtain, the eight people showed their abilities, except for some scars on Asura's body, Xiao Fan's move did not make any contributions.

For this, Xiao Fan is not discouraged, which also means that next, he does not need to hide, he was originally worried about breaking one of the eight people, after all, it will be his team in the future, and now it seems that the eight tribes of Tianmen are even stronger than he imagined.

"The rabbit cub is still hiding." Standing in the distance, Xiao Zongheng, who saw this scene, his eyes lit up.

Xiao Fan's figure is like a bolt of lightning, its shape is like a shadow, and its momentum is like thunder, "Dead demon, it's you." Xiao Fan's voice sounded in his mouth.

Na Yanluo's eyes only saw the afterimage of the Dao, and when he looked up, a pair of demonic peach blossom eyes suddenly narrowed, Xiao Fan had already appeared in the sky above him, and above the blade, with a momentum that he could not match, it struck as fast as lightning.

Several colorful butterflies appeared in the air, and when they met Xiao Fan's blade, they were annihilated, and after annihilation, they regenerated, and the strange eyes of Yanluo left two lines of blood and tears, and a colorful butterfly, but it crossed the blade and appeared in front of Xiao Fan, "Break, don't move the seal of the king of Ming." Xiao Fan roared, the butterfly shattered, and the incomparable blade finally fell, a figure appeared in front of Na Yanluo, a black broken blade, against the unparalleled momentum of Huangquan, Garuda's figure appeared, Xiao Fan saw Garuda's figure, the blade turned, but the figure was soaring again, and so incomparable blade, also bloomed in advance, Garuda Nayanluo's figure flew out upside down at the same time, with the power of this blow, Xiao Fan let go of Asura's attack, Asura's body fell heavily on the ground, the whole ground, they couldn't help but tremble, and there were five people left, but they were not to be outdone, and the attacks were endless.

"Rabbit cub, rabbit cub, I really don't know what to say about you, at this time, I still have the heart to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Xiao Zongheng looked at this scene and muttered with a faint smile.

After a hundred moves, Xiao Fan vomited blood.

One hundred and fifty moves, Xiao Fan was in rags, covered with bloodstains, and his chest was undulating.

One hundred and eighty moves, Xiao Fan burst out with an unparalleled momentum, but after just ten moves, Xiao Fan's momentum disappeared without a trace.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine moves, Xiao Fan is already at the end of the strong crossbow.

And the eight tribes of Tianmen, except for the one person in Tian, the rest of them are powerless to fight again.

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