Chapter 700 (2/2)

“Xiao Fan, Your Majesty!” Suddenly, the expression on Fengtian’s face became majestic, and the whole person was like aloof and remote, the inviolable god, and raised the wishful mirror to align with Xiao Fan. It is shouted shouted.

Through the temptation of the previous fight, at this time, Feng Tian’s taboo on Xiao Fan was a lot less, so he was full of self-confidence at once, no longer hesitating, and suddenly the whole body suddenly flashed dazzling golden brilliance, and that Among the brilliance of golden, there are countless tiny golden lightnings that are constantly moving away, constantly making a deafening pi li pa la sound.

Then he raised his hand again, and the golden brilliance and golden lightning of his whole body merged with the wishful mirror in his hand. Then, the mirror of the mirror was suddenly on the mirror. The general strong and powerful atmosphere is constantly spreading from the surface of the wishful mirror.

“peng!” , “peng!” , “peng!”

Under this terrifying pressure, Xiao Fan hasn’t reacted yet, and the left long songs around him, Shen Tujing and others are slamming down one by one, and the knees collide with the ground. The sound of the impact.

“hu Chi!”, “hu Chi!”, “hu Chi! ”

Soon, except for the left long song, Shen Tujing and other five people, the rest of the people almost all kneel down on one knee, and then breathe out breathlessly, with a pale face, cold sweat constantly flowing from the forehead and back. When it came out, the whole person’s back was like a big mountain, and it was very difficult and painful.

Among them, the left long song, Shen Tujing five people still stand, but it is not much better to go, one is the forehead blue muscles violent, gritted teeth, although it is desperately resisting this terrifying pressure, but the back is still It was a deep bend, and the bones of the whole body continued to make a sound of ‘嘎嘣’ ‘嘎嘣’ because of the fierce confrontation between themselves and this pressure.

but!

Xiao Fan is still standing still. The whole person doesn’t say that he is kneeling down. Even his face has not changed. The clothes are not shaking, just like all this has nothing to do with him, and he is just a passing. See you only.

“Xiao! Where! You! Give! Me! Hey! Next!” Fengtian eyes are scarlet, the word in the mouth is stopped, and the screams shouted.

The golden brilliance on his body is even more dazzling, and the golden lightning in the golden brilliance is even more creaking, and the wishful mirror in the hand is even more dissipating with a desperate pressure.

“peng!” , “peng!” , “peng!” , “peng!” , “peng!”

The pressure of breath has once again skyrocketed, left long song, Shen Tujing five people are finally unable to bear it anymore, each mouth spurt blood, then the knees are soft, heavy fall, and a dull sound.

but!

Xiao Fan is still standing in the same place, standing still and standing still, the dark eyes are calm and watching the sky, the breath is unchanged, the face is unchanged, the clothes are not moving, the whole person is like an ancient stone statue. No force can force it to be overwhelmed.

“Do not believe, I don’t believe, Xiao Fan, you give me a knee, I command you, give me a knee!”

Looking at the silent Xiao Fan, a little fear of incomprehension suddenly rose in the heart of Fengtian, and then he screamed in the mouth and surprised and angry, while urging the mirror again, releasing more strengthening 悍The pressure of the pressure, I want to push Xiao Fan to the ground.