Chapter 347: The Return of the Strong

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It is as if the hidden dragon comes out of the abyss, and the tiger descends the mountain and restores its former majesty.

In his previous battles in the Triangle Domain, most of them were only using the sword chalcedony jade liquid, and the means of really pressing the bottom of the box were rarely used, and just like that, he had already killed several Xuanjun.

Now that he is back at the top, he is confident that he will fight with Emperor Xuan.

The decline just now is a warm-up.

This series of changes shocked the four seats.

The owner frowned, stared at Fan Lang, and looked up and down a few times, the momentum and power all became different, and even made him feel a sense of danger, which has always been very accurate and cannot be ignored.

"It turns out that you are Fan Lang, and the appearance of the cross-eyed before is just a disguise. The owner said in a deep voice.

"That's right, I'm just playing in a different role, and now it's time for me to change back, after all, you're tough to deal with, and I'll have to do my best. Fan Lang stood there, proud and heroic.

Inside the villa, there was an uproar, and countless people widened their eyes, all with a ghostly expression.

"What's going on? This cross-eyed guy says he's Fan Lang?"

"Fan Lang is a genius in Wanzhou, and he has recently become famous, and he actually ran to the Triangle Domain. ā€

"It turns out that he is pretending to be Fan Lang, this guy is really harmful, destroying so many forces in the Triangle. ā€

"It doesn't matter who he is! he wants to destroy the Refuge Lodge, that's our enemy, kill him!"

"That's right, kill Fan Lang, a thousand cuts!"

The crowd was excited, one by one, like wolves and tigers, eager to go into battle in person.

A hilltop not far away.

Zhao Wuchen looked into the distance, saw Fan Lang's back, and also heard the previous conversation, and set off a storm in his heart, and received an unparalleled impact.

It turned out that the cross-eyed was pretended by Fan Lang!

It's ridiculous that she had to hire cross-eyed to kill Fan Lang before!

Wouldn't this make Fan Lang commit suicide? How could a big villain like him do it?

Zhao Wuchen was confused for a while, and his mood was mixed and indescribable. She never thought that she would get along with the enemy for so many days, talking and laughing every day, and even had some hazy emotions. All the previous experiences turned into steel needles at this time, piercing the heart and bringing severe pain.

The cross-eyed eyes of the hanger and the well-dressed beast by the river overlapped and became one, and none of them were good things.

In a trance, Zhao Wuchen had an urge to cry, and this grief came from nowhere.

"You ruined my innocence and robbed me of my virginity, and now you deceive me and play me around. I also blame me for being blind and simple-minded, not seeing through you, and being kept in the dark by you until now. ā€

"That's it, it seems that this is all fate, I can't fight you, so it's okay to accept fate, I can't provoke it, I can afford to hide. ā€

Zhao Wuchen's heart was gloomy, and his eyes were misty.

The person she hated the most in this life was Fan Lang, and she didn't want to see it again, so she suddenly turned around and wanted to leave the top of the mountain.

There are puppets and demon pets left by Fan Lang around, which are controlled by Fan Lang.

One of the puppets found that Zhao Wuchen was leaving, and suddenly spat out a human voice and made a muna voice: "If you were the woman that night, I apologize to you and say I'm sorry." I can compensate you for the events of that night, and you can compensate for whatever you want. You hate me to the core, and you live with hatred, and you will not be happy. I hope you can be happy in the future, I really hope. ā€

When Zhao Wuchen heard this, he stopped, and glanced at the puppet with hatred, as if he saw Fan Lang himself.

"What compensation do you get? What happened to you, can you change it?"

A series of questions left the puppet speechless.

The sentence just now is actually stored in the puppet's body in advance, and it can be triggered under certain circumstances. Fan Lang was fighting wholeheartedly, and it was impossible to distract himself from manipulating the puppet to talk to Zhao Wuchen throughout the whole process.

Zhao Wuchen retracted his gaze and resolutely left, just wanting to leave here quickly, out of sight and out of mind.

She won't forgive Fan Lang, never!

The women are gone, but the men's battle continues.

The previous battle was a warm-up, and the new battle officially began.

In this battle, Fan Lang will go all out.

Berserk, open!

Heavenly evil cage hand skills, shatter empty hearts!

Fan Lang urged the effect of the berserk bracers, released 400,000 Xuan power, and his own strength skyrocketed again, with a total combat power of 70,000, and then his figure flashed, opened his Heavenly Evil Cage Hand, and grabbed the heart of the owner.

Extreme power, extreme speed, everywhere it passes, the air explodes, the earth shatters, and the horror of the end comes.

The owner once again used his mind to block Fan Lang, turning into an invisible wall, he could block Fan Lang with this hand before, but now it is different.

The power of Fan Lang's palm is extraordinary, and the power causes qualitative changes, which is indestructible, blasting everything, directly passing through the barrier of thought, and rushing to the front of the owner.

The owner's face changed, and he had to step back, take out his weapon, which was an extra-large brush, and waved it at Fan Lang's palm.

Rumble!

The fierce collision, like a meteor falling to the ground, turned into a strong light, piercing the eyes, and the two figures were drowned in the strong light.

The light faded, and then looked at the owner's chest, his clothes were torn, and he couldn't completely resolve Fan Lang's blow just now.

The corners of Fan Lang's lips raised slightly, and he launched a downward wave offensive, opening the bow left and right, grabbing the owner with his left hand, and the dragon scale sword in his right hand slashed out, and the sword chalcedony jade liquid was poured into it, and the power was doubled and sharpened.

This offensive was so strong and domineering that it even forced the owner to choose a defensive response, waving the big brush in his hand, brushing a little bit in mid-air, writing a verse, and at the same time using the power of creation.

The city is full of golden armor!

Xuanli created all things and built a golden-armored giant that blocked Fan Lang's attack. The sword slashed through it, slashing the golden-armored giant. This level of defense can only block Fan Lang's blow.

The owner of the village is defending the middle with the attack, and the brush in his hand is written in the air again, and the penmanship is strong, and there is the style of a writer. In addition to being a Xuanwu, he also worked part-time as a calligrapher and painter, and entered the martial arts with calligraphy and painting.

Iron Horse Glacier is coming to a dream!

Another verse, the cold swept out, and the earth was frozen. With a loud click, a metal horse broke the ice and galloped, hoofing at Fan Lang, trampling fiercely.

The poems of pride turn into pride attacks, battles between the strong, and have an artistic beauty.

Fan Lang also used a gorgeous swordsmanship, condensed ink on the top of his head, and used a long sword as a pen in his hand to outline the black ink, and the ink spilled in mid-air, turning into a landscape painting with a timeless artistic conception, painting the magnificence of mountains and rivers and the colorful scenery. Only such a country is worth conquering and fighting.

Ink and Wash Swordsmanship: Picturesque!

Draw the country with the sword, crush the enemy with the country. Fan Lang cut off the iron horse with a sword, and the remaining momentum was unabated, and he went straight to the owner, the sound of clicking sounded again and again, and more iron horses broke out on the ice, blocking his way. The sword light flickered, and the iron horse was cut off one after another, and continued to press towards the owner.

Fan Lang finally rushed to the front of the owner, and the other party shook the brush, and the end of the pen was quickly extended, wrapping his dragon scale sword and restraining his swordsmanship.

He simply gave up his swordsmanship and attacked with a punch instead, punching the owner in the chest, and at the same time, his forehead was also pointed at by the owner.

The two exchanged injuries for injuries, and started melee fighting, punching, kicking, fingering, palming, and swords, and in an instant, they clashed several times!