297.Chapter 297: The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls
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The young man who delivered the letter was so angry that his face was extremely pale.
"Still Chubby, you know me, I know that the boss didn't eat dinner. Wang Fan patted Xiaopang's shoulder and praised him.
Fan Xiaopang smiled, scratched his head, and said, "Boss, look, I have a crush on a beautiful woman today, should I confess?"
"Who!"
"Cheng Xueyi, the first beauty of Tianli Divine Kingdom. ”
"Then you'll have to hurry! I'm afraid you won't have a chance. ”
Fan Xiaopang was stunned and said, "Why?"
"Do you think that the woman who has seen Ben Shao, which one is not fallen?" Wang Fan patted him on the shoulder and said.
“......”
The aristocratic girls on the side were a little retching, these words were shameless, who would take a fancy to you!
Moreover, the voices of the two were unscrupulous, and Cheng Xueyi not far away could naturally hear it, but there was no change in their complexions.
"Why didn't I think of it! It looks like I'm going to make a move. ”
Fan Xiaopang's enlightened appearance made many people eager to pry open his brain to see if it was a pig brain.
On the side, Cheng Shaofeng, who had never dared to raise his head, finally couldn't help but shout: "Dead fatty, don't hit my sister." ”
"It's fair play, what if your sister likes me. Fan Yujiang glanced at him.
Wang Fan smiled: "Isn't this Xiao Fengzi, have you thought about following me?"
Cheng Shaofeng immediately cried with a sad face, and said: "Fan Shao, this is my home, can you give me a face, don't call me Xiaofengzi?"
"Okay, I'll give you a face, and I'll wait to introduce your sister to me. ”
“...... Then you still call me Xiaofengzi. ”
Cheng Shaofeng was helpless, he accepted his fate.
Above, the two young men fought, Wang Shichuan learned the secret art of the stars, and his talent was good, and he had already empowered the power of the stars for the second time.
The light of the stars flickered, and he kept pinching out the magic in his mouth.
"Burst" "Burst" "Burst"
The Starburst Technique was learned by him, and in the course of the battle, it had already been arranged, and the moment it exploded, the light splashed and was deafening.
Mu Yan is not bad, after all, he is a holy land petite, but he really didn't expect that Wang Shichuan would be so powerful!
Especially the Starburst Technique, if he sent the treasure weapon slowly, I am afraid that he would already be scarred, but even so, the explosion also shattered the defense of the treasure weapon, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wang Shichuan refused to let him go, a star fist blasted away, Mu Yan roared, and the same punch.
There was a loud "bang", and both sides retreated.
Judging from the competition, Wang Shichuan had the upper hand, he was intact, while Mu Yan was not good, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire.
He was injured by a kid from the mountains, which he couldn't accept no matter what.
"It's you who seek your own death. Mu Yan said hideously.
"The Black Soul Triple Wave. ”
Wave after wave of black waves came, Wang Shichuan was protected by the light of the stars around him, he kept swinging his fists, and then swinging his fists, it became more and more crazy, and there were his fist shadows all around, densely occupying a small space.
With a loud "boom", the black soul wave shook inward, collapsing in all directions, and Wang Shichuan also burst out and killed with one punch.
Mu Yan's face was already pale.
There is no doubt that this battle, he lost.
On the pavilion, the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls finally moved, and disappeared in place in an instant.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura enveloped Wang Shichuan, and his face was pale, as if there was a weight on his body, making it difficult for him to move.
Wang Fan popped out the wine glass in his hand, piercing the air, and approached the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls.
The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls shook the cup to smash with a palm, he looked down at the palm of his hand, found a cyan cup mark, looked at Wang Fan with cold eyes, and suddenly shot again, directly approaching Wang Shichuan.
At the same time, Wang Fan also snorted coldly, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from his body, approaching Mu Yan who was in a daze in mid-air.
This moment came too quickly, the aristocratic men and women in the surrounding pavilions let out screams, and Wang Fan, who seemed to be easy-going, became extremely terrifying in an instant, and the wave of killing intent exploded.
What does it mean to be amazing?
The moment Wang Fan's killing intent broke out, the people of the entire Moon Fang Villa, including Nangong Ying and the Rakshasa clan, had their eyes flashing with elite light.
Xuanqing, the prince of the Jiuxuan Empire, who had never met him, narrowed his eyes slightly.
Originally, the person who coldly mocked Wang Fan, his heart seemed to stop at that moment.
With such a killing intent, don't be shocked by the people around you, but Mu Yan, who was targeted, couldn't stand it.
Sure enough, Mu Yan was locked by Wang Fan's killing intent, and he let out a heart-rending scream, and blood spilled out from the seven holes!
The Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls was shocked, where could he control Wang Shichuan?
"Wang Fan!"
He roared angrily, and it resounded through the world.
Wang Fan sneered at the corner of his mouth, didn't say anything, took one step at a time, and the speed was so fast, turning into a streamer, approaching the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls.
The two truly collided together, erupting into amazing energy fluctuations.
The entire mountain villa was trembling, if it weren't for the support of the formation, it was estimated that at the moment of the collision, many places of the Moon Fang Mountain Villa would collapse.
Rao is like this, all the pavilions and the lake, an earthquake broke out, and the fish in the lake swayed violently, and after a while, they turned their white bellies.
Everyone didn't care about anything anymore, rushed out of the pavilion where they were, and stared at the two of them in mid-air.
Those aristocratic sons and ladies who spoke disrespectfully to Wang Fan, one by one, looked at the two of them who were fighting fiercely in the sky.
Wang Fan and the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls, the duel is a lore, and they want to put each other to death in an instant.
The fist is like a wave, one more terrifying than the other, and the space is trembling, approaching the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls.
Runes appeared around the body of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls, which were incomparably mysterious, exerting a brilliant light, making his whole person look like a god.
It was an ancient spell pattern, which could form a defensive barrier, and under the bombardment of Wang Fan's fist intent, it could not be shaken!
At the same time, the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls pinched out the magic seal, and a black soul appeared behind him, and his body reached two hundred meters of body!
Wang Fan pinched out the mountain seal, the strange small peak, and shook the ancient spear under the black soul.
"Boom" was another loud bang, and the terrifying wave of energy frightened many people, but fortunately, the formation to protect the mountain villa had been opened, otherwise it would really collapse.
Countless people have been shocked by the two of them.
"The cultivation of the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls is to pass through the secluded realm. Cheng Shaofeng exclaimed.
Yes, the Holy Son of Ten Thousand Souls has reached the realm of passage, no wonder he can compete with Wang Fan, his cultivation is extremely strong, and he is not weak with Wang Fan at all!
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