Chapter 416: Scarlet Man Dance

Immediately afterwards, Chu Fan raised his hand to hold the life-stepping spear and slowly pulled it out, only to see Zhan Xun's body turn into ashes with the pulling out of the life-stepping spear, and the real form and spirit were destroyed.

"Wolf King ......" looked at Chu Fan's posture of holding a gun, and the corners of Wu Ting's mouth outlined a touch of self-deprecation, fortunately he didn't go too far with Chu Fan before, otherwise he would have died.

Uting knew very well what the word 'wolf king' meant, and in Dongyuan, these two words were god-like beings.

At this moment, he finally remembered that when he was a toddler, he had seen a burly man holding a purple spear to defeat the Heavenly Wolf Tribe.

In the end, that person was called the Wolf King, and the purple spear was the one in Chu Fan's hand!

Chu Fan naturally didn't know what Wu Ting was thinking in his heart, he held a life rifle and looked coldly ahead, the gaze in his eyes was very cold.

The war spear was destroyed, and it was hit by Chu Fan's punch, the black-clothed messenger kept coughing up blood in his mouth, his face was pale, his chest had sunken, and his bones were broken, and he felt very lucky to be able to save his life in this punch.

"Who are you?!" With a look of horror on his face, his eyes revealing fear, the black-clothed messenger looked at Chu Fan, but his heart was trembling, just looking at the latter, he felt his soul tremble violently.

This kind of feeling, he had only felt in the Saint Venerable powerhouse!

"Dead man, not qualified to ask." Chu Fan opened his mouth calmly, the meaning of his words was full of murderous intent, and he didn't have even a good impression of the Reincarnation Palace.

Hearing this, the black-clothed messenger only felt a gust of wind blowing, and he was coldly stirring, and he had already sensed the approach of death.

"This seat is the messenger of the reincarnation hall, you can't kill me." In addition to fear, the black-clothed envoy did not forget to carry out the banner of the Hall of Reincarnation, and said viciously to Chu Fan, "I am a disciple of the leader of Cangmu, if you kill me, the leader will definitely avenge me." ”

"Cangmu ......" Hearing this name, the smile outlined on the corner of Chu Fan's mouth became more and more cold, and with the slightly pale complexion, it revealed a little bit of evil.

The words were still floating in the air, but Chu Fan had already appeared in front of the black-clothed messenger, and the life-stepping gun in his hand pierced the latter's eyebrows, and blood slowly overflowed.

"No......" The black-clothed messenger opened his mouth wide, trying to say something, but it was impossible to say it again, and his eyes gradually became hollow and turned into dead silence.

The life-stepping spear was pulled out by Chu Fan, and the body of the black-clothed messenger turned into a blood-colored mist and dissipated between heaven and earth.

From the time he appeared to the present, Chu Fan's attack was quite sharp, not giving the other party a chance to resist at all, as soon as he made a move, it was a killing move, and in just a few breaths, the two cultivators of the Transformation Realm Consummation were forever extinguished here.

Looking at all this, those clansmen in the Heavenly Wolf Tribe, their mouths opened into circles, they wanted to shout, but they found that they couldn't make any sound at all, and the whole person seemed to be frozen by some kind of force, and it was difficult to move.

And the two monks who were fighting also noticed that something was wrong in the air, and the two sides were separated in unison and engaged in a confrontation.

On the side of the wolf warrior department, they were originally in the upper hand, once Wu Ting died in battle, they would be able to achieve victory, but as soon as Chu Fan appeared, he immediately knocked them from heaven to hell, the victory was not there, even the two strong men were killed, they had already seen the scene after the defeat.

At this time, Chu Fan glanced back at Wu Ting, who was full of excitement, and suddenly had a feeling of being seen through, and then reacted, endured the pain in his body, looked down, and said in a deep voice: "Zhan Xun is dead, if the remnants of the Wolf Warrior Department continue to resist, there will be no forgiveness." ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Heavenly Wolf Department was strong, holding high the weapons in their hands, and the shouting of killing shook the mountains and rivers, the wind and clouds changed color, and the words formed a hurricane, sweeping in the ears of the Wolf Warrior Minister's cultivators.

From adversity to prosperity, the Heavenly Wolf Department was excited, their hearts were already boiling, and their fighting spirit was high, like a tiger and wolf army, invincible, and unbreakable.

"The Wolf Warrior Department, there are only the war dead, and there is no fear of the dead!" The cultivators of the Wolf Warrior Department were fearless and fearless of death, their eyes were shining with wolf light, which was very terrifying, and a tragic battle intent rushed out of their bodies, gathering together, earth-shattering.

Seeing this, Wu Ting's heart was anxious, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he subconsciously glanced at Chu Fan, for fear that the latter would be angry and blood would be splashed for thousands of miles.

In Uting's eyes, the wolf warrior and the wolf are both wolves, and they are fighting each other at this moment, just because of different choices, but Zhan Xun is dead, and if the two continue to fight, they can only lose and be worthless.

With a squint of his eyes, Chu Fan raised his foot and stepped on it, and immediately there was a domineering momentum pressing downward, and the purple light of the stepping gun in his hand was bright, and the faint purple light immediately enveloped this world.

Under the shroud of this purple light, both the cultivators of the Heavenly Wolf Department and the Wolf Warrior Department felt the blood in their bodies boiling, and many monks, in this boiling, actually showed signs of breaking through their cultivation.

But after the boiling, all the monks had a deep awe in their hearts, and U Ting's eyes lit up, and in countless pairs of eyes, he actually took the lead in clenching his fists, knelt on one knee, and said very respectfully: "Heavenly Wolf Department, Tribal Leader U Ting, I have seen ...... Wolf King! ”

When the blood was boiling and the heart was in awe, the cultivation of the two parts was still very confused, and their eyes were confused, and they didn't know why.

But at this time, seeing Uting's kneeling, for a while, everyone immediately understood.

"I'll wait, I've seen the Wolf King!"

Without hesitation, the cultivator of the Heavenly Wolf Department knelt directly on one knee, lowered his head and roared, forming waves that spread in all directions, as if even the space was shaken by their words, causing a slight ripple.

And the cultivators of the Wolf Warrior Department were silent, they knew that the boiling of blood could not be faked, and the infinite awe in their hearts could not be fake, but Zhan Xun had just died at the hands of Chu Fan, and they couldn't react for a while.

"Zhan Xun betrayed the wolves and was executed by the wolf king, do you have any objections?" Seeing that the cultivators of the Wolf Warrior Department were standing in the cold wind without any intention of kneeling, Wu Ting's face turned cold, and he immediately opened his mouth and shouted.

The wind is cold, the blood is still flowing, the smell of blood in the air is very strong, the blood mist covers the earth, the wolf warrior and the wolf wolf, there are countless warriors who have fallen here, and they are truly sleeping in this underground.

In the eastern plains, tribes are dominant, and these tribes are headed by wolves, which is equivalent to a branch of the wolf pack, so although the tribe is large, in their hearts, the real god is the wolf king.

Growing up in the legend of the wolf king since childhood, the eyes of many monks in the wolf warrior department flickered, and finally, I don't know who it was, took the lead in clenching his fists, kneeling on one knee, and roared heavily: "I've seen the wolf king!" ”

The legend of the wolf king edified them to grow up, and now, although there is a struggle in their hearts, as someone takes the lead, the sound of kneeling and worshipping immediately rises and falls, and it resounds on this land.

Until the end, the wolf warrior and the wolf were both kneeling on one knee in a pool of blood, and beside them, there was a cold corpse, and the air was filled with blood mist, this scene looked very weird.

The blood-colored man danced, the corpses were like piles, between heaven and earth, revealing a faint sadness and coolness, and at this moment, the morning glow on the horizon gradually dissipated, and the sun rose to the sky.