"I want you dead!" As the fury rang out, a figure rushed out first!

This is the twelfth of the thirteen horsemen, seeing his only brother being killed like this, he couldn't bear it anymore, urged the war horse, rushed out with a horse lance, and smashed it down according to the head of Fan Chen!

"Keng!" Fan Chen reacted quickly, directly took the spear of the old thirteen in his hand, and stepped on his war horse in a flash!

"Shhh...... "Fan Chen killed its master, was very hostile to Fan Chen, and kept roaring and jumping, trying to throw Fan Chen down!

Seeing that the old twelve had already rushed over with a horse lance in his hand, he was ruthless in his heart, and slapped his palm on the horse's head.

But the effect is really good, and I don't dare to resist anymore, and charge with the traction of mortal dust!

The horse lance is very similar to the gun, both are long weapons, but the lance is more powerful than the gun. Behind the blade of the spear is a mace-like thing, which can be used as a hammer in terms of strength.

The old twelve carried the power of the charge, smashed it down with a lance, and the entire void began to turmoil, the power of this blow was too terrifying, not ordinary people could resist!

Although Fan Chen has adapted to this level of strength, after all, he has not reached the extreme level, and he does not dare to fight hard with the other party.

And what he has in his hand is a spear, and the weight itself is a lot lighter, and in a hurry, the spear goes off the rails, and it breaks the force with skill!

"Boom!" There was a riot in the field, and endless energy erupted, forming a terrifying field, forcing it towards all directions, and the air was squeezed, almost forming a vacuum!

From a distance, that piece of void was distorted, and the two of them fought in the field with their horses and guns, standing here, unaffected, like a god of the world!

The monks in the crowd were thrilled to see such world-shattering divine power as mortal dust, and it turned out that the so-called Netherworld Thirteen Horsemen were not so terrifying!

Haogu Bai Fan and other young people were the most shocked, they came in completely because of their knowledge, and they didn't want to miss such a wonderful battle!

Seeing Fan Chen in the field, they were envious in their hearts, Fan Chen's cultivation was only one level compared to them, and even slightly insufficient. But he can participate in it and fight against the strong of the alien race. And they have to hide behind their backs and watch, and they can't even speak!

"Wang Ba Lamb, your ancient ancestors have all died in battle, you still want to become a climate with his physical body, and you also killed my younger brother! It's too much, the people of your world really deserve to die, one day my Heavenly Clan will come, let you and others prostrate at our feet, be slaves and servants!"

"Even with your cultivation, you dare to say such a big thing, it's really beyond your strength! Your master is not still suppressed in the nest, and he still doesn't dare to come out!"

"The remnants of the funeral family are too hateful! One day, I will completely slaughter you!" Old Twelve's voice was cold, and his shots became more and more fierce!

"You're not worthy! I'll kill you first!" "The momentum of the mortal dust changed, a strange aura enveloped him, and a strange divine light emanated from the spear, misty, and with the swing of the spear, something like a chain of rules emerged!

"Take your dog's head!" he shouted, waving his gun and stabbing at the old twelve.

The old twelve's expression became solemn, he felt the crisis from this divine light and rules, and his heart was cold. The horse lance waved, waving a curtain of light, trying to block it!

But Fanchen's gun is too amazing, the power carried on it can break through all the laws in the world, it is Kong Xuan's physical treasure technique, it is his law, and it is blessed by Fanchen on the gun!

"Poof!" The spear pierced through the flesh of the old twelve, and under the shock, the crystal in his mind was also shattered, completely killed!

"Fan I clan realm, although strong, will be punished!" Fan Chen carried the body of the old twelve, blood rain flew, prancing horses galloped, shouting loudly, shaking the world!

"Okay!" Seeing Fan Chen's methods and hearing his words, even the Burial Demon King was excited, and shouted loudly!

The other monks also had brilliant eyes, looking at the figure of Fan Chen, their eyes were full of admiration.

Thinking that he was judged a heretic on the mainland, but no one stood up to speak for him, but he still participated in the battle to quell the chaos without regrets!

Where can this be a heresy, this is a hero, a hero! It seems that it is time to rehabilitate the funeral family, and we can't let the hero chill!

All of a sudden, this thought welled up in the hearts of countless people!

The little princess Qingqing was the most excited, looking at the mighty mortal dust, her eyes were shining, as if she had overcome!

Compared to the excitement on the mainland side, the face of the Netherworld Thirteen Riders was gloomy, but Yan Poyun and the two were sneering, and their faces were full of sarcasm!

"Boy, I underestimate you, you can exert the power of the Burial King so much. "There was a crowd and someone came out, but this time it was two people!

Two people and two horses, one with a spear and one with a gun! The thirteen horsemen finally began to face up to the mortal dust, knowing that this kid was far from being as simple as he imagined, and his methods were very strange and powerful!

"Shameless!"

"Bastard!"

"Damn!"

......

Seeing the thirteen horsemen dispatching two people, the mainland monks scolded this side, and they actually bullied more and less!

"What? do you finally know you're scared!" said Fan Chen, sarcastically.

"Heh, I'm afraid it's impossible, it's just that you're too weird, in order to avoid trouble, hurry up and solve you!"

"It's just that you want to bully more and less, why bother with such a high-sounding excuse!" Fan Chen said disdainfully.

"Hahaha, whatever you say, what, you won't be afraid, right?" Old Eleven walked up from the other side, and surrounded Fan Chen one after the other with Old Eleven!

"Are you provoking me? You succeeded, but you also failed!" a strange smile appeared on the corner of Fan Chen's mouth.

The two of them raised their eyebrows, and a bad feeling rose: "Why do you say this?"

"Hahaha, have you forgotten, can I manipulate two bodies!" The voice came from the other direction, the primordial god of life had already controlled the body of the Burial Heavenly King, stepped on the war horse of the old twelve, and greeted him with a black tin sword!

"You can control two bodies with one primordial god, and you can also dispatch two bodies to fight at the same time?" The two of them looked stiff, a little incredulous!

"You guessed it!" Fan Chen snorted coldly, and the two bodies started at the same time.

"Boom!" came up and used the strongest combat power, the flesh of the two ancient ancestors was shaken by him, and the blood and qi were filled like rainbows, like two pillars supporting the sky, piercing through the sky, and endless power was boiling!

"Bang!" The four figures fought together, and this place was already shrouded in divine light, and all kinds of light flew and turned into a rain of light!

Cultivation has reached this level, it is already very close to the level of becoming an emperor, it is rumored that the Burial Heavenly King was already at the level of a half-step emperor before his death, at this time, mortal dust dominates the physical body, even if he can't exert this power, the difference is limited!

Basically, standing at the pinnacle of the world, I can't imagine it.

Now the major forces on the continent, whether there are any monks of this level alive, dare not say!

After all, like the Undefeated Lord of the Battle Pavilion, this kind of character who has just stepped into the realm of immortality is already the dominant person on the continent and the speaker of the top forces!

Four figures, four war horses, and four divine weapons! turned into four divine rainbows and converged together, their combat power was too powerful, the destructive power was amazing, unimaginable, terrifying!

The mortal dust urges the body of the burial king, shakes the black tin sword, and constantly has sword qi condensing into the air, or paving the sword river, and slashing the stars alive!

Urging the body of the Burial King to be borne, waving the spear, the three-foot spear was swallowed, and it swept out, attracting the Milky Way and falling into the sky!

But the other party is also very strong, one uses a spear, and the other uses a spear!

The power is not weaker than that of mortal dust, no matter how earth-shattering the divine weapon in his hand is, the two of them can block it with great skill, and annihilate all kinds of attacks into the void!

"Heh, even if you can manipulate two corpses, all you can use is their power, not their means. Your own methods are too crude, too bad!" Soon the eleven and two people discovered the defects of mortal dust, all they could use was the body and strength of the Burial Heaven King and the Burial Earth King, but the means and Dao methods could not be used!

The reason why the Burial Heaven King is terrifying is precisely because their methods are too powerful, everyone has power, and they are not a threat, but mortal dust cannot use it!

The two of them are getting more and more aggressive, but Fan Chen is a little stretched!

After only a hundred moves, Fan Chen snorted, blood rained on his chest, and the body of the Burial King was injured and almost pierced!

Soon, the body of the Burial King also followed in the footsteps, shedding a rain of blood, and one arm almost fell off!

"But that's it, it's time to end!" the two whispered, their shots even more ruthless, and they rushed forward, continuing to fight, and they wanted to smash the mortal dust in one go!

The hearts of the monks in the rear also raised, worried about mortal dust, and it was obvious that mortal dust was left behind!

The combat power of these two people is not a little bit better than that of the old twelve and thirteen!

"It's you who should be over!" Fan Chen did not retreat because of this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous intent surged, and he rushed forward again with a loud shout!

Harness the body of the Burial King, swing the black tin sword in his right hand, point it out with the black tin sword, and cast the Killing Derivative Finger! The left hand pinched the seal, evolving the endless mysteries! The hand is like a pinching dragon, the divine light emerges, the eyes are transformed, and the counter-killing technique is cast!

The divine power in the body of the Burial Heavenly King was too terrifying, enough to support him to use these two supreme means, in the face of such a violent attack, Lao Shi was also dwarfed, and he was powerless to resist, he was directly bleeding!

On the other side, he controlled the body of the burial king, and the divine power of life and death in the dantian surged, waving the spear in his right hand, and unleashing his unparalleled fist with his left hand, shaking the world hard and suppressing the spear of the old eleven. At the same time, the eyes opened and closed, and the divine light of life and death was diffuse, opening the pupil of life and death!

"Boom!" The pupils of life and death shot out, and the whole world paused, as if it had come to a standstill.

Using the eyes of the Burial King to cast the pupil of life and death, the power is too powerful!

When the life and death pupil of mortal dust evolution poured into the eyes of the earth king, it underwent a second change, a second evolution, and the divine power was further advanced!

"Bang!" blood rain fell, and the old eleven was also shocked and killed in place!

The people of both camps were a little dazed, and their hearts were shaken, Fanchen's methods were too weird, too strong, and they killed four people in a row in a short time!

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