Chapter 1510: Czechoslovakia

From their words, Fang Fan could know that these were also people in the Life Haotian Pavilion.
Now Fang Fan is not quite sure whether the cultivators who invaded the human plane came only from the Clear Sky Pavilion, or whether the Clear Sky Pavilion is just one of their forces...
And how powerful is a force like Haotian Pavilion? Is it similar to a third-rank force like Chentian Clan? Is it stronger? Or is it much stronger?
Fang Fan in the fight was always relatively silent.
The sword in his hand speaks for him instead.
At this moment, only the dripping blood can make him more sober, this feeling is especially true.
Rampant in the killing, detachment in the killing, liberating oneself in the killing.
Probably this is the feeling.
At the moment of death, everything fell into silence!
Da da da……
The roar of the familiar law heavy machine gun came, and every second, more than tens of thousands of law bullets rushed out frantically, hitting the intruders.
If one fails, then ten! Ten shots can't die, then a hundred!
Endless bullets of laws are controlling this space, and everything in the space is erupting in annihilation!
At the beginning, these Haotian Pavilion cultivators looked arrogant, rushing over without any rules, arrogantly, but soon, they would pay the price for their frivolousness! Pay the price of life!
The pouring of bullets, and the gathering of artillery fire again and again, directly stunned them.
Before they rushed over, they had been torn into pieces.
In the sky, flesh and blood fly...
"This...this is a demon attack!"
"It's terrible! These people are all demons...the demons are sent to punish us!"
"We can't get into their bodies at all, and we have become a mass of flesh and blood before we rush to them..."
"Huh...huhuhu, I don't want to die, I want to live..."
"These people are too scary, they should... they shouldn't be the human plane..."
"Are cultivators from other forces?"
"Damn it! There are people who dare to manage our Haotian Pavilion's nostalgia!"
"Best ass! Fight with them!"
"Fight a chicken feather! If you have the ability, you rush up first! I know you are awesome..."
"Grass... Fuck a feather, I don't want to go to death!"
"Hehe, you also know this is looking for death!"
"The deacon... the deacon is still here, follow the arrangements of the deacon!"
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The tens of thousands of cultivators in Haotian Pavilion instantly suffered more than tens of thousands of casualties...
Become timid instantly!
In the face of death, few people can express indifference.
When the knife really hits your neck, when blood falls from your face, and warm blood splatters out of your chest, the hesitation and fear in your heart are the strongest at this moment!
The 100,000 cultivators remaining in the Haotian Pavilion focused their attention on an old man!
This is the deacon they are thinking of!
The ultimate quasi-sage powerhouse, Sean! "
"Your power is very strong! Which power your excellency comes from? I'm Haotian Pavilion Law Guardian Sean! Please also please give us the Haotian Pavilion a face, go back!"
The old man Sean walked over with messy hair, his face looked particularly haggard, his skin looked sallow and dark, and his eyes looked cloudy and dull.
"Haotian Pavilion?"
"I give you Haotian Pavilion face, who will give me face?"
Fang Fan smiled coldly, killing intently!