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cpa300_4; Zhan Qiankun's face was difficult to glance at the eight people behind him, and found that the faces of the others were surprisingly calm, even the little beast Ling Zhi, who was known for his arrogance and domineering, was also sad and joyless, as if he hadn't heard Pang Deyu's humiliating words at all. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info please search!

Suddenly, a wave of realization was born in my heart. This is a clear statement.

As the nominal leader of this Qingzhou competition, he represents not only personal honor and disgrace, but also the dignity of the entire Great Xia Kingdom and the royal family.

If he was cowardly at this time, how could the geniuses of other countries not have to say that only the other people in the Great Xia Kingdom on this trip would take him, but the entire Imperial Clan, to heart?

"Brother Huang, why don't you come? If you come, how can your brother suffer such a predicament?"

sighed in his heart about the absence of Zhan Cang, but Zhan Qiankun had already stepped forward, "Are the geniuses of Xingfeng Country such rude?"

Pang Deyu didn't even bother to answer this time, and said directly to the group of young people on the steps: "None of you are allowed to interfere later, my old Pang Wo is almost moldy in this Honglu Temple, and today is just loose." ”

The others would not go up to intervene, but Bai Yunfei smiled and said: "Lao Pang, start leisurely for a while, although it is only an ant of a third-class small country, but this is the Baishan country, if you can, don't play people to death!"

Pang Deyu's eyes squinted, and he said indifferently: "Then the turtle son doesn't know each other......

If it was only difficult for Zhan Qiankun to look at it before, now it is as black as a pot helmet. He didn't wait for Pang Deyu to finish speaking, and the murderous aura all over his body had already appeared, "My breath is bigger than the sky, I hope your strength is as powerful as your mouth!"

As he spoke, Zhan Qiankun stepped out, and a red gun blasted out in an instant.

This shot almost condensed the essence of his life's vitality, and as soon as it was blasted, it brought up a sky full of gun intent killing momentum, and it seemed that even the entire sky was covered by this sudden gun intent killing force.

Pang Deyu said in a loud tone before, but in fact, his mind had already been raised.

can represent the Xingfeng Kingdom to fight in Qingzhou Dabi, like these people in the Great Xia Kingdom, he is also a long-established figure in his own country, how can he be so reckless as he seems?

However, no matter how careful he was, when Qiankun sacrificed this gunshot killing intent, his heart relaxed.

The red-haired kid at the back level of the Earth Martial Realm in front of him was indeed very strong, even several times stronger than the ordinary Earth Martial Realm back rank, but in his eyes, the killing intent displayed by one shot was not enough to pose much threat to him at all.

Pang Deyu, who was determined in his heart, stepped out, the corners of his mouth hooked up a thick sneer, and he didn't see him use any weapons, just waved out with one arm, and the big slap of the pu fan was so naked and grabbed the head of the gun that Zhan Qiankun blasted out.

"You're looking for death!"

Zhan Qiankun Fang despised himself so much, his heart was furious, and the head of the gun exploded with a rolling and violent gun, almost completely covering Pang Deyu's entire body, and when his eyes were about to pierce Pang Deyu's chest, he suddenly breathed sluggishly.

He unexpectedly found that under the bombardment of his terrifying gun, Pang De's jade tower-like body seemed to be unaffected, and the impact of the gun on his body only stirred up a circle of vitality ripples, and even the corners of his clothes were not damaged by half a point.

At this moment, the void suddenly tightened, and Pang Deyupu's big slap penetrated through the layers of gun-killing bombardment, instantly holding on to the tip of his gun, allowing his whole body to be agitated to the extreme, but the palm of his hand was like an iron pincer, pinching the tip of the gun so that he couldn't even move at all.

Poof, a mouthful of blood arrow spurted out, and Zhan Qiankun suddenly raised his head, and his eyes were full of endless ridicule and contempt, staring at him coldly.

A violent and ferocious force rushed straight down the head of the gun, like a flood that burst the embankment, instantly drowning him, in a trance, Zhan Qiankun heard Pang Deyu's cold voice in his ears, "I told you to get out before, but you didn't get out, so now, don't blame me for not giving you a chance......"

"Get out!"

Before Pang Deyu's words could speak, a terrible howl sounded like a wounded mad tiger before it was about to die, and under this poignant "roll" word, Pang Deyu's vast power had to be paused, and the qi that locked the void appeared a little crack in this roar.

After a "bang" sound, Pang Deyu flew straight upside down like a broken kite, and retreated dozens of meters away before stopping.

On the upper part of his chest, a faint blood-colored fist mark appeared, and even the entire shoulder was smashed and dented, but Pang Deyulian's wound was just wide-eyed, and he was extremely frightened.

At this moment, Zhan Qiankun's face was pale, and he was full of extreme exhaustion and malaise, but when Deyu was looking at him, he deliberately showed a sneer, "You told me to get out before, but now, who is rolling?"

Pang Deyu ignored the sarcasm in his words, and remained the same, until a long time later, he said word by word: "Necromantic sacrifice, you actually launched a necromantic memorial in order to win me?"

Rumble!

After hearing the words "Necromantic Sacrifice", the crowd who were originally still playful all changed color on their faces, even Ling Zhi, after hearing this name, his eyes were slightly condensed.

He couldn't imagine that Zhan Qiankun would be so ruthless. It is said that the "Necromantic Sacrifice" is a method of undead spirits passed down from the Hell Hungry Ghost Dao, and in order to cultivate this martial art, you must sacrifice your own flesh and blood, and at the same time, you must be ruthless and burn your own longevity at the cost of being able to borrow a trace of the power of the god of the dead.

Remember, it's just possible, not necessarily successful.

And even if it succeeds, if the person who performs the sacrifice is not strong enough to bear the pain of burning the essence blood and longevity, the consequence will be that the soul will be destroyed, and the eternal life will be reduced to the servant of the evil spirit, and become a walking corpse without thoughts and only knowing how to kill.

Time, at this moment, seemed to stand still completely.

I don't know how long it has passed, Pang Deyu suddenly burst into a high-pitched laugh, "Yes, I admit it, before you were young, you were not only ruthless to the enemy, but also very good enough to yourself, but, do you think that I will be afraid of you in this way?"

"Huh?" Zhan Qiankun's eyes froze.

"Necromantic sacrifice, the name is very famous, and it is not a secret on the mainland, but few people are willing to cultivate, if my guess is right, you should be ready to use it as a means to press the bottom of the box, and use it in the final Qingzhou competition, right?"

Zhan Qiankun took a breath and said in a cold voice, "What do you want to say?"

Pang Deyu said: "Like the method just now, I'm curious, how many times can you use it?" You must know that the power of the god of the dead is not something anyone can borrow, if you use it too much, the person who casts the spell will have a high chance of becoming a servant of the evil spirit, you have already used it once, if we fight again, I doubt it, do you dare to use it again......"

"Hey, fat man, do you think that there is only one person in our Great Xia Kingdom?"

At this time, a yin voice suddenly appeared on the side of the Great Xia Kingdom, and everyone turned their heads together, but saw that it was a man with a faint mark on the center of his eyebrows, as if he had opened three eyes, and Deyu smiled lightly.

Feeling the gazes coming from all around, Fang Han arched his hand towards Zhan Qiankun, "Your Highness, today's matter is not just the matter of His Highness, everyone is a person from Great Xia, as the so-called glory is all over, Your Highness won't blame me for overstepping, right?"

"Naturally not!"

Zhan Qiankun has long been difficult to ride a tiger, and at this moment, someone took the initiative to replace him, and he couldn't ask for it.

"That's good!"

Fang Han stepped forward with a smile, and Deyu said: "Fatty, you threatened to let us all get out of here, my Fang Han is used to walking on the road in his life, and he hasn't learned how to 'roll' yet, why don't you teach me?"

Pang Deyu took a deep breath, because his face like a black tower was covered, and his pale face was good. He didn't have the arrogance and arrogance before, but calmly cold, "You will get used to it, after I tear off all your legs, you will definitely get used to using 'roll'." ”

Fang Han grinned, "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Die!"

Pang Deyu didn't ask Fang Han to take the lead this time like fighting against Qiankun, although the opponent's cultivation was a few points weaker than Zhan Qiankun, but just because he dared to take the initiative to challenge, he had no reason to despise him.

As he spoke, it was still a simple straight fist blasted out, once the fist was blasted out, the void immediately resounded with bursts of explosions, as if all spatial things were silenced and dissipated in front of this punch, and the rules of heaven and earth around him were instantly empty at this moment.

Under this punch, Pang Deyu is the master, and it is everything. Whether it is life or death, after this punch becomes endlessly sluggish, and anyone or thing, under this punch, there is no second choice but silence.

"This punch is so strong!"

"Silence Fist, Lao Pang's strongest killing move, Pang is really hot. ”

After the crowd punched, they all looked sideways, especially the genius who belonged to Xingfeng Country, and after Deyu punched out, his eyes were even more fanatical.

It was when everyone was excitedly waiting for Fang Han to be turned to ashes by a punch, but they saw that the third eye mark on Fang Han's forehead seemed to flicker slightly, and the body that followed it ghostly went to the side.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, and outside the courtyard, a huge pit immediately appeared in the wide square, but what was surprising was that Fang Han, who had been surrounded by countless people, was standing on the edge of the pit, except for his face being a little gloomy, he didn't even have half a point of damage all over his body.

"Huh?"

Pang Deyu's eyes bulged, as if it was hard to believe that all this was true.

Dodged?

This kid actually dodged?

Was it luck, or was it accident?