Chapter 1694 (2/2)

Xue Qingwei is in the field at this time, but Xiao Fan knows her purpose, so she didn’t shoot her, but because she was on the field, she was immersed in the scene, so she’s the knife for Xiao Fan. Wei’s feelings are especially above others.

This knife, terrifying is boundless, even if it has never been found on her, but it also makes her deeply feel the death, what is it!

In front of this knife, what she can do is only tremble.

Therefore, at this time, when the knife was taken up by Xiao Fan, her beautiful face was full of unprecedented pale color, no half of the blood color in it, the voice with a strong vibrato said, but could not complete the words Said to export.

On the side of Linshan, Lime, Xiao Wangba are used to it, the expression is the same, the whole person is not shocked, but the snow red is also pale, the subconscious and Xue Qingwei are clenching the palms, between the deep In the palm of one’s hand, the joints are a bit whitish.

“tread!”

Xiao Fan carries a bloody soul knife in his hand, stepping out in one step, walking toward the last Fengyuan, Yang Changlin, etc., but the footsteps are not big, but it is like trampling on the heart of everyone, let all People are bloodline squirting, their hearts are jumping wildly, and the scalp is involuntarily starting to numb.

“You, don’t you always have to look at my ability and means?” Xiao Fan walked toward Feng Yuan, Yang Changlin and others, while looking at Feng Yuan, Yang Changlin, Then I spoke, and the muzzle was flat. “Now, see clearly?”

In the face of Xiao Fan’s words, Feng Yuan, Yang Changlin and other people are speechless and unable to speak. One body trembles and keeps on the ground, and they can’t move.

Everyone in the distance, such as St. Elder, is also speechless at this moment, unable to respond to Xiao Fan’s remarks.

“Since it is clear, let’s change it!” Xiao Fan’s nephew was so dark that he said to the end that the sound was calm, but the cold bones seemed to start to crack.

Then he came to Feng Yuan, Yang Changlin and other remaining dozens of people in front of the last few people, the big hands ruthlessly lifted up, will soon fall, take away the life of Feng Yuan, Yang Changlin and others.

“Xiao Young Master, can’t!” In the distance, a cloud-air college elder saw the wind yuan, Yang Changlin was desperate to be under the head of Xiao Fan, and finally could not help but screamed, “Feng Yuan Naifeng The son of patriarch, Yang Changlin is the nine disciples of Huixin Elder, and they represent behind…!”

“Wind? Huixin elder?” Xiao Fan did not look at this lost and screaming cloud school elder, the scorpion is still dark as a prison, interrupted his words, the tone is still plain, “Today, let alone the wind Family, Huixin elder, even if Heavenly King’s Daddy is coming, they still have to die!”

The voice is falling!

Xiao Fan’s hands fell at the same time. Feng Yuan, Yang Changlin, and so on. The last few dozens of people who were in the last few days couldn’t even scream, and their bodies burst into bursts, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood, and the bone residue spattered all around.

Feng Yuan, dead!

Yang Changlin, dead!

“ka-cha !”, “ka-cha !”, “ka-cha !”…

After a palm shot of the wind on the ground, Yang Changlin and other people, Xiao Fan looked up, looked towards the cold wind in the sky, the ice spirit fairy two.

Then he stepped up and stepped on the countless broken bones on the ground, constantly making a heart-warming sound, and his body shape was facing the wind, and the ice spirit fairy did not go away.