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But a few people just ran out of a few steps, several tight iron white silk like a giant hammer crashed into their chests, if in normal times, Yu Ying's move is difficult to pose a threat to them, but now, they not only have to distract themselves to gather their true qi on the soles of their feet, but also gather internal force to launch a rapid attack, which creates an opportunity for Yu Ying, so as soon as the white silk comes out, these people vomit blood and fly upside down without any power to fight back.

The white silk was retracted, and the ground shook like a sieve, and only two people on the sieve could stand firmly on the ground, while the other people were like soybeans in the sieve, and where the sieve shook, the soybeans rolled down.

The ground was undulating like a tide, and the hot-blooded young man slammed his five fingers into the frozen snow, and said urgently: "You guys quickly think of a way!"

The crowd did the same, and their fingers were dug into the snow, and one of them, a stout man, shouted, "Let's attack together!"

"How?" Someone next to him asked in a loud voice.

The stout man continued, "We went some distance, and then we held on to the ground and lay on the ground, and when we got closer, ......"

The short man's right hand slashed at his neck, and his eyes were full of murderous intent and made a throat-slitting motion.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, they all thought that this method was feasible, Fang Fan was not far from them, so their plan also reached Fang Fan's ears, of course Fang Fan knew why the short man did not hide his volume, in order to deter, just imagine that there were nearly a hundred toads rushing over, it would also make people frightened, not to mention the person who would be fatal at close range.

After the discussion, everyone's palms burst out with a strong true qi, and then, the snowflakes scattered, and everyone all rose into the air, just like the birds that flew into the forest suddenly all took off, and the black pressure pressed a group towards Fang Fan.

But just when everyone threw out two meters and didn't hit the ground, Fang Fan's body shook suddenly, and the shaking sieve suddenly stopped, and everyone in the Battle Axe Alliance was ready to act according to the plan, and the development of the situation suddenly changed again, and they were suddenly depressed and almost wanted to vomit blood.

But this situation was very beneficial to them, so they immediately used the kung fu of a thousand catties to fall to the ground like dumplings, but just as they were about to get up, suddenly an invisible supreme giant sword slashed down from the void, and a crack snaked away, expanding to a meter wide in an instant.

"Hide!"

Some people screamed and avoided the cracks, and some people screamed and fell into the abyss, not just one or two, but the ground was full of cracks, and the moment someone dodged away, they rushed towards Fang Fan.

But before their weapons landed on Fang Fan's body, the ground shook violently again, and suddenly, the snow-capped mountains not far from each other were like rivers flooding, and snow waves rolled down.

Everyone changed color in horror, where could they still take care of the above mortals, they turned around one after another, and fled in all directions, but even if their light skills were already famous in the rivers and lakes, they still couldn't escape the rushing flood.

The snow wave was still dozens of meters away a second ago, and it was only a few meters away in an instant, and even people were already submerged by the waves, and everyone could already feel the snow and ice hitting their heels, racing against death.

The sky is overcast, like an indifferent immortal looking down on an ant fleeing for its life in the wind, who can dodge the sickle of death, who can take back his life from the black and white impermanence of the mourning stick?

The snow waves devoured one fresh life after another, and in the blink of an eye, there were only a few people left behind the hot-blooded young man.

The hot-blooded young man's tongue had fallen out of his mouth, his face was covered with tears and snot, and there was no dry howl in his voice, because he didn't catch up with Fang Fan to vent his evil anger, so he was lucky to catch up with everyone, but unfortunately, it was only a matter of time before Xue Lang caught up with him.

"Don't, don't ......"

Every time the cold snow splashed on the back of the young man's neck, the hot blood boy cried and shouted bitterly, and sped up as if with divine help.

Although he can be resurrected after death, every life is precious, not to mention the pain, the hot-blooded boy Lang has been in the game since he entered the game, but he has only died once, and now he has to add it again.

Just when the hot-blooded boy was about to collapse, there was a sudden tremor under his feet, and then, the bloody mouth rushed out of the ground and swallowed the hot-blooded boy in one gulp.

The snow waves rush by......

……

This is a small space that can accommodate three people, the size of the bone feather is not too big, but the belly can fit three people, this space is constructed with space magic.

Now suddenly a person squeezed in, and the three of them suddenly crowded together like canned sardines, and when the hot-blooded young man came in, Fang Fan immediately sealed his acupoint, so the hot-blooded young man was now like a puddle of mud lying on the ground.

The hot-blooded young man's eyes kept rolling in his sockets, and there was a bit of joy in his eyes for the rest of his life, and a bit of confusion that was difficult to resolve.

Why did Fang Fan save him?

Although the limbs of the hot-blooded young man could not move, his mouth could still make a sound, and he wanted to speak but did not dare, and finally he couldn't hold it back, and said, "You...... You ......"

Fang Fan didn't answer, he was now close to Yu Ying's body, and he was looking down at the two blushes on Yu Ying's cheeks, where was he in the mood to answer the question that the hot-blooded young man didn't open his eyes.

The hot-blooded young man waited for a long time without waiting for Fang Fan's answer, and he couldn't guess Fang Fan's intentions, so he simply closed his lips and secretly thought of a way to get out.

There is no shaking in the belly of the bone feather, and it is as if it is sitting upright in the house, and if you put a glass of water, there will never be a splash of water.

I don't know how long it took, the hot-blooded young man only felt that time passed unusually slowly, as if a whole day had passed, but for Fang Fan, who was holding a beauty in his arms, time passed too fast, as if he had escaped the snow waves rushing on the ground as soon as he entered the belly of the bone fang.

The bone feather jumped out of the ground, spitting out the three people in its belly, and then, as if it hadn't slept for ten days, it exploded into a cloud of white mist with a languid expression, and returned to the mount space on its own.

Fang Fan reluctantly let go of Yuying in his arms, touched her soft hair, and then looked at the hot-blooded young man's eyes from sunny to cloudy, a little more cold.

"Do you know why I saved you?"

The hot-blooded young man wanted to shake his head, but the acupoint was pointed, his head couldn't move at all, and he opened his mouth to say "ahhhh

Fang Fan sneered: "I want you to tell him, I will go to him soon."

The hot-blooded young man was puzzled and said, "He...... Who is he? ”

Fang Fan said: "Of course it's your good brother."

Of course, the hot-blooded young man heard the provocation in Fang Fan's words, the north of the Central Plains is the territory of the Tomahawk Alliance, where does this man have the confidence to dare to challenge the behemoth of the Tomahawk Alliance? (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.