Chapter 294: Borrowing a face

Boom!

The dragon scale sword was unsheathed, the sound was sharp and piercing, and the sound of metal rubbing was a little cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Fan Lang turned over and jumped off the mount, his momentum exploded, and the dantian in his body was like a furnace, and all kinds of energy in it were burning, instilling hundreds of limbs. The surging fluctuations spread in all directions, causing the ground under his feet to collapse in an instant.

Click.

Some of the floor tiles continued to crumble and become more finely crumbled.

Fan Lang did not enter the human dragon form, and it was more than enough to deal with these people in front of him just in a normal state, and he used a knife to kill chickens.

In mid-air, a dragon-shaped phantom faintly formed, spreading its wings and roaring with its head up.

The terrifying coercion enveloped the people of Taewoongcheon, as if a giant claw held their hearts.

Taixiongchuan changed color slightly, feeling the strength of Fan Lang, but he was not intimidated. He himself is very powerful, and he has masters around him to help, and there are all kinds of backers behind him, especially his father, who is a strong man who has been sitting in the Demon City for many years.

"Kill!" Tai Xiongchuan burst out, brandished a spear in his hand, and stabbed at Fan Lang angrily. The gun picks a line, castrates like a tiger, turns into a tiger phantom, black and yellow, and sweeps the wind.

The fierce tiger's strength rushed to Fan Lang in the blink of an eye, and the various attacks of the city guards were also coming in an instant.

Fan Langyun dodged and moved lightly, his figure in place blurred a little, and he also left a few afterimages along the way, avoiding all attacks, and then slashed out with a sword, casting a meteor sword technique.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sword qi was like a meteor chasing the moon, forming a series of snow and cold lights, attacking the people of Taixiongchuan, the speed was extremely fast, and they hit one after another in the blink of an eye.

Many people were killed by a single sword bombardment, turning into a red blood mist.

Tai Xiongchuan reacted quickly, resisted with a spear, and the body of the spear hit the sword qi, only to feel a terrifying force like a mountain and a sea of terrifying power transmitted, shaking his spear out of his flying hand, and the whole person flew out, out of the eagle and tiger beast under the seat.

"Poof!"

Taewoong vomited blood from his mouth, and his internal organs were violently impacted, and he suffered serious internal injuries.

With just one sword, he was seriously injured by the Xuan King, and this was the result of equal damage sharing!

Now he understands why Fan Lang has the confidence to ask for Xuanjun's privileges.

The so-called rules are established for the weak.

The real strong can treat the rules as nothing, and even change the original rules.

It's like when the gods come down, will the gods obey the laws of mortals?

Of course not.

So in front of the strong, the protected area of the Demon Suppression City is no different from the outside, you can enter if you want, you can go out if you want, and you can kill whoever you want.

To stop such a strong person is to ask for hardship.

Before Taixiongchuan landed, Fan Lang's figure flashed, and then he suddenly landed, stomping Taixiongchuan on the ground, stepping the ground out of a big hole.

The dragon scale sword flashed with cold light, and it landed at Taixiongchuan's heart.

Fan Lang moved his foot, trampled on Tae Xiongchuan's face with the dirty vamp, and trampled the son of the city lord under his feet.

The people around were dumbfounded.

That's the son of the city lord!

Demon Suppression City is a heavily guarded city, but unlike a small city like Fengyun City, whether it is business or military, it has a very high importance.

The son is noble as his father, and as the son of the city lord, Taixiongchuan's status is quite high, and trampling him under his feet is simply trampling the face of the entire Demon Town.

To put it further, this can be defined as a provocation of Wanzhou's dominance!

The city guards were dumbfounded, and the residents farther away were also dumbfounded, as well as the eyeliners of various forces, who were equally surprised.

"He's just wiped out the Taiping Gang, and now he's trampling Taewoong Chuan under his feet, what the hell does he want to do?

"This is such a troublemaker!"

"Taixiongchuan is so powerful, but he can't even stop Fan Lang's move, it's too bad, this is Xuanjun at all. ā€

"Haha, now the city guards have kicked to the iron plate, how can the powerhouse of the Xuanjun realm be so easy to mess with. ā€

"Now that things are getting bigger, it's not just a matter of realm, Fan Lang killed people in public, and stepped on Taixiongchuan's face, the Demon Suppression City will not swallow his anger, and the local Tiger Ben Army may also take action. No matter how powerful Fan Lang is, can he still kill all the masters in the city?"

"Tonight, it's not destined to be peaceful. ā€

People gossip and think differently, some are shocked, some are excited, some are worried, some are gloating.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, Fan Lang's feet were crushed a few times, and Taixiong Chuan's face was deformed.

"I stepped on a piece of **** just now, borrowing your face to rub your feet, don't you mind?" Fan Lang asked arrogantly.

Borrow your face!

It's a pretty creative idea.

Taixiongchuan was almost angry and vomited blood, how can there be a **** in the world? This is too bullying!

There were so many people around, and they all saw this scene, and they would definitely become a laughing stock after tea and dinner in the future, and how he could gain a foothold in the city was simply a shame to be thrown home.

Shame, grief, rage...... Tae Woong Chuan was almost crazy, but he couldn't resist, not only was he injured, but the dragon scale sword was pressed against his chest, and a single hand could kill him.

"Fan Lang, do you know who I am? I am the son of the city lord, in the Demon Suppression City, under one person, above ten thousand, if you treat me like this, it will not end well!"

"Get your feet off the way!"

Tae Woong Chuan shouted frantically.

There were still some city guards around, and there were two of them in King Xuan alone, and they didn't stare dryly, but attacked Fan Lang, wanting to save Taixiongchuan.

Fan Lang didn't pay attention to the group of people around him, and directly fanned the Zixiao Dragon Wings to deal with it, and a violent wind rolled up around him.

Most people's attacks could not pose a threat to Fan Lang, but among these attacks, there was an unusual attack.

This is a needle, a needle condensed with mystical power, small in size, very inconspicuous, but with a determination that runs through everything, and the speed is even faster.

Fan Lang was originally very relaxed, but suddenly felt that the danger was approaching, and he locked on to the flying needle, and directly punched out.

"Roar!"

The dragon's groan shook the air, forming a roaring phantom, which collided head-on with the thin needle, and the phantom was pierced through by the thin needle, turning into scattered energy.

The fine needle castration was frustrated, but it still flew towards Fan Lang, and finally stabbed him in his left fist, breaking through the flesh and injuring the bone, penetrating into it, breaking the bone and breaking the marrow.

If it weren't for the Xuanyuan bone, the destructive power of this thin needle would definitely not be more than that.

Fan Lang knew in his heart that this was definitely not an attack that King Xuan could perform, after all, there were not many demons like him.

There must be a strong Xuanjun who is making a move in secret!

Demon Suppression City is worthy of being the land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

As for the identity of this Xuanjun, it is not difficult to guess, his son was beaten, how could the father sit still?

"Ahem. ā€

A soft cough sounded.