Chapter 1105 (1/2)

Looking at the sky, Xiao Fan is completely in the eyes. When I talk about the two languages, I agree on a competition gambling game. I completely use Xiao Fan as a prey to kill the three thousand people. The crowds in the distance are all It’s a face-to-face, and I can’t speak.

However, no one has raised any objections. Although everyone feels that this kind of behavior of Wan Haotian seems to be a bit arrogant, if you think about it, you can’t!

Because they are three people, everyone is terrifying boundless, you can definitely cross Xu Zhanqing, if the three are teamed up, I am afraid that Xu Zhanqing is also dead.

Now I think of Xiao Fan as a bet to go hunting, and I am very self-sufficient, and I don’t use the army they bring. Although it is unexpected, it is also reasonable.

“I want to use me as a prey to hunt?” At this time, Xiao Fan straightened up, and then looked at the three people in the sky, expression is like a Bitan, calm and composed, plainly said, “That happened, I have not done for a long time. Hunting for this entertainment, today, the three of you are so strong that you can be my prey!”

“Wait a little loose and bones first, killing you three, for today’s big slaughter, help!”

“Is it?” Hearing Xiao Fan’s words, Wan Haotian’s three people suddenly laughed, but there was no temperature in the smile, and some were only a strong sarcasm.

“kill!”

Suddenly, the three people of Wan Haotian seemed to be inductive to each other. They all screamed and screamed, and then the three figures disappeared from the original place and then rushed toward Xiao Fan.

“Hahaha!”

Lin Yan madly laughed, laughter like thunder, shaking the eardrum, and then his skin turned into a dark gold color, the whole person is like being poured a piece of dark gold steel, full of unmatched The power of the outbreak.

Then, he raised the fist of the dark golden, like the tyrannosaurus of the same dark golden, trampled on the void, whistling, punching.

“I feel that I am invincible in my body? I can play everything with a punch. Just play with you and play with your fist!” Xiao Fan looked at Lin Yan’s fist and nodded slightly.

After all, Xiao Fan raised his fists, and his flat punches slammed into a punch with Lin Yan’s horrible punch.

“bang!”

Double fist collision, Xiao Fan’s body is completely motionless, and Lin Yan is suddenly changing his face.

Then, I saw Lin Yan’s whole person suddenly retreating backwards, and his body shape directly reflected back into the distance, and slammed into a mountain range in the distance, raising a large amount of dust.

“I still think that the flesh is strong? Originally, is this strength?” Xiao Fan aimed at the fluttering Lin Yan, not salty and not light, “It’s really poor!”

When the voice fell, the murder of the Son of the Fire came, and the blood color of the sky was covered by the Xiao Fan. The huge blood color of the ten zhang circle touched the head of Xiao Fan. Take a lot of pictures!

“I let you see, what is the real flame!” Looking at the blood color of the torch of the child, Xiao Fan nodded, and then the wrist shook, a dark flame suddenly burst out.

This dark flame rose in the air, and instantly turned into a long halberd with numerous dark flames in the body, and then the dark flame long halberd with a sharp and violent wind, all of a sudden through the son of the flame Blood color flame palm.

Then, there was a dark flame on the palm of the blood color flame. The dark flame began to swallow up the blood color flame of the son of the flame. The front and back were just blinking, the big color color flame. The palm of your hand has been swallowed up by the fan of Xiao Fan, and it has only been swallowed up. It’s just time.

“pu!”

Blood color The palm of the flame and the son of the sacred fire have a very close relationship, and suddenly they are swallowed up by the dark flame of Xiao Fan, completely destroyed, and the son of the sacred fire can’t stand it anymore. In the mouth, Zhang mouth also spewed a large mouth of blood, and expression became wilting.

“Play with fire? Roll back and practice for 10,000 years, then come to me to play with fire. On the fire, I am your ancestor!” Xiao Fan controls the palm of the flame that has completely turned into a dark flame, and the backhand slaps toward the son of the flame. I pumped the past.

Then, only to hear a bang, the whole son of the Holy Fire was also swept out by Xiao Fan, and the whole person seemed to be a kite with a broken line and fell into the distance.

In the army camp of Sacred Flame Church, there were thousands of physiques screaming and rushing out to rescue the son of the torch.

Wan Haotian’s offensive was the slowest, and the last one came.

A bright and glamorous silver long knife appeared in the hands of Wan Haotian. Wan Haotian was like an invincible sword that even the sky could open, and attacked Xiao Fan. Come.

The silver long knife in his hand and his silver shirt are shining with each other, and countless silver brilliance keeps him going, making him look like a god.

“Challenging, the weapon I am best at is a knife!” Looking at Wan’s silver long knife, Xiao Fan suddenly smiled, and then his hands were the same, the bloody soul knife immediately condensed in his hands. .