Chapter 1109 (2/2)

Silver’s punch, the palm of the flame, with a ruthless killing intent, cut through the void, directed at the key points of Xiao Fan’s head and heart.

Although the two of them were killed by Xiao Fan, the whole person is losing most of the combat power, but in the face of death, even a person who has only one breath may explode the power of the monk. What about the two of them?

Of course, this is also their last strength. After this attack, they completely lost their fighting power.

“Not good!” Mo Xiao and others behind Xiao Fan are complexion big change, and they are all screaming in the mouth.

They want to go forward to rescue, but it is too late, because Wan Haotian and the son of the Holy Fire are too close to Xiao Fan, and the counterattack before the death, the most fierce, so they have not waited for their actions, Wan Haotian and the son of the Holy Fire The fists and palms of the two men have already reached the eyes of Xiao Fan.

“Take the mountain, kill Xiao Fan!”

“Take the mountain, kill Xiao Fan!”

In the distance, the old man of the Yunlong Commerce Chamber and the big men of the Sacred Flame Church reacted immediately. The original color of the face of Xiao Fan was disappeared without a trace. Instead, it was the most ruthless. The most sensible killing intent, open mouth and drink, and issued the command to attack the mountain.

They all understand that this is the best chance to rescue the Son of the Sun and the Son of the Fire. If you miss this opportunity, it is hard to say how the fate of the next Wantian and the Son of the Fire will be.

Must be shot, no time to delay!

“Take the mountain, kill Xiao Fan!”

At this time, the Savage Dragon Army’s army camp also sounded like a cold voice from the nine secluded hell, filled with the spirit of hatred.

“kill!”

In an instant, the three parties were moving, stepping on the rumbling pace, trampling on the ground, like a tidal wave, attacking Tianfeng Mountain.

just!

Before a few steps, the Yunlong Commerce Chamber and the Sacred Flame Church’s army stopped involuntarily. Everyone was like a stone sculpture. The body was stiff and in place, and it was impossible to move because of a picture that they never dared to imagine. It finally appeared in front of you.

On the foothills of Tianfeng Mountain, the fists of Wan Tiantian and the son of the Holy Fire stopped when they were only one inch away from Xiao Fan’s body, while Xiao Fan’s hands were deeply immersed in Wan Hao. The day and the son of the Holy Fire are among the chests of the two.

The blood of Yin Hong, along the palm of Xiao Fan, continued to flow out from the chest of the sons of Wan Haotian and the Holy Fire, and then slowly dripped, gently dripping on the ground, dyed the ground with a blood red.

“Xiao Fan !”

Wan Haotian looked at Xiao Fan’s indifferent face in front of him, his face was fascinating, he was so hard to open his mouth, he wanted to say something, but because his internal organs were all by Xiao Fan The palms were shattered, and even the vertebrae were broken, so the body was extremely painful, and the power was slowly disappearing. After saying the name of Xiao Fan in the mouth, nothing could be said.

“I!”

The same is true of the Son of the Fire next to him. He wants to say something, but he can only open his head, and then all of the following words can’t be said. His face is full of hustle and color, and there are huge inclusions. The color of panic.

Between the hustle and bustle, he has already seen that there is a door called death’s in front of him that is slowly opening to him, only to be greeted by him, and then completely leave the world.

“噗chi!”, “噗chi! ”

Xiao Fan expression Cold and incomparable, the big hand was directly drawn from the chest of the sons of Wan Haotian and the Holy Fire, and accompanied by a large piece of visceral viscera of the sons of Wan Haotian and the Holy Fire, and the broken bones that had been broken. Also brought it out.

“dong!”, “dong!”

After Xiao Fan’s hand was pulled out, the stiff body of Wan Haotian and the son of the Holy Fire crashed backwards, and the body and the cold rocky ground made a dull impact sound.

But it’s not over yet!

Ultimate Demon Knife suddenly landed, with a cold, breath, falling heavily. In an instant, the heads of the sons of Wan Hao and the Holy Fire fell off their bodies, flew out, and then went deep The bottom of the mountain, the bones are rolling toward the mountain!

Then, Ultimate Demon Knife was another pick. The headless body of Wan Haotian and the son of the Holy Fire was immediately picked out and spurred away from the distance.

Then, in the eyes of everyone who was completely sluggish and completely shocked, the headless bodies of the two men fell to the side of Lin Yan’s body and joined Lin Yan.

On the road of Huangquan, the three people will go together and will not be lonely!

At this moment, except for the Savage Dragon Army, which is still attacking the mountains, the rest of the people are stiff in place, and then the brain is blank, and the mind is stagnant. If the whole person is a wooden man, even the breathing disappears.

Lin Yan, Wan Haotian, the son of the Holy Fire, the three great ones were once in the world, and they were given endless hopes. They were fascinated by countless people, and today they are all here and become a permanent past.