Chapter 951: Tianjiao

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Wang Fan killed all the way, the blood rain was countless.
The elites of the literati in front of him had all fallen, their limbs were broken and their arms were weeping.
Their look in Wang Fan's eyes was like looking at a devil.
This man is really terrible, too cruel.
Ordinary people have mood swings even if they kill a chicken. But Wang Fan killed so many people, he didn't even move his eyelids, just like eating and drinking casually, how could he not be scared?
The ground has been stained with blood, the blood smells in the air, and the atmosphere is even more dignified.
When Ouyan Changhong and Ye Qiuji arrived at the scene, Wang Fan was the only one standing on the whole site.
Ou Yan Changhong's eyelids couldn't help but shaken fiercely, looking at Wang Fan, "You are Wang Fan?"
His tone was questionable, doubtful, and fearful.
Although Wang Fan's words have been deeply reflected in his mind, he still saw Wang Fan for the first time.
Looking at Wang Fan, Ou Yan Changhong's heart was even more shocking.
He didn't expect that Wang Fan wouldn't have died in 100,000 mountains, even if he was just like everyone else.
how can that be?
Ye Qiuji also looked at Wang Fan with a shocked expression, with envy, jealousy and hatred in his eyes.
He envied Wang Fan's power and envy Wang Fan's youth, and hated Wang Fan for not taking Ye Qiujie into his eyes. After all, if Wang Fan looked at him, how could he be called "Ye Wang Ba"?
"Yes, I am Wang Fan." Wang Fan nodded and looked at Ouyan Changhong, "Are you Ouyan Changhong? You are so brave, you dare to move my brother Wang Fan."
"When I destroyed the Ouyan family, you were lucky to avoid a disaster. I didn't plan to trouble you. But I didn't expect that you were provoking me. This time, I'm afraid you are not so good Luck. "
Wang Fan said faintly, that expression, that tone, it seemed that the face was not a master of the innate peak, but an ant who could trample on to death at any time.
Ouyan Changhong listened to Wang Fan's words and shivered.
Wang Fan didn't take his Ouyan Changhong into his eyes, it was simply a contempt for him.
He did not deny Wang Fan's strength, but Wang Fan's tone of treatment of ants still made him unacceptable.
Wang Fan didn't even wait for Ouyan Changhong to speak, and then looked at Ye Qiujie, "Your name is Ye Qiujie? Who is angry?"
"Yes, I am Ye Qiuji, and I am the eighth arrogant." Ye Qiuji replied coldly.
He stared at Wang Fan, his whole body's breath began to surge, and he was ready to attack.
Looking at Wang Fan, he has a feeling, he wants to step on Wang Fan.
Even if Wang Fan had a fierce name, even if Wang Fan destroyed the Ouyan family, even if Wang Fan killed Yan Feizheng, Ye Qiuji was unwilling to believe from the heart.
How can this Wang Fan, who looks younger than himself, be so powerful and do such crazy things?
It must be what mean means Wang Fan used, it must be so!
Ye Qiuji so comforted himself in his heart.
Wang Fan laughed when he heard Ye Qiujie, but he sneered. "The fist gate ranks the eighth day of arrogance. It sounds like a bullish fork."
"I killed a man named Yan Feizhen a few days ago. I don't know if you know it or not. He said he was the fifth day of arrogance, is it true?"
Wang Fan's eyes were full of contempt, "If he is really the fifth day of anger fist, then the water of your anger fist is really too great, and you Ye Qiuji is not enough in my eyes.
"The fifth day of arrogance was all slashed by me, and your eighth day of arrogance is a fart in my eyes?"
Wang Fan was too lazy to pay attention to Ye Qiuji's somber complexion, and directly pointed at one or two, arrogantly speaking, "You do n’t have to talk nonsense, go together, so as not to kill one by one."
Wang Fan's arrogant expression and arrogant tone are very uncommon.
Listening to this, although Ouyan Changhong is angry, he can still suppress his anger.
Ye Qiuji, however, couldn't bear it anymore, and his brain exploded.
As an arrogant fist, he was very young, and he possessed the powerful strength of the innate peak. How proud is he?
Which ancient Wu family did he go to, those ancient Wu family must not be careful to wait and follow flattery behind the buttocks?
But now, Wang Fan has torn up his pride, and stepped his pride on his feet. How can he it?
Ye Qiuji, who has always been accustomed to being high above the ground and loved by thousands of people, is hard to calm down.
His complexion instantly turned blue, and his anger rose upright.
He pointed a finger at Wang Fan and blurted out, "You don't need to join hands to kill you, I'm Ye Qiuji enough."
Having said that, he madly rushed towards Wang Fan and killed him.
The violent and unmatched energy flooded the body, killing.
Ouyan Changhong yelled at Ye Qiujii for a pig brain, and he even hit Wang Fan's radical method, but he wanted to remind him that it was too late.
Ye Qiuji has already rushed up desperately.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and laughed, "It is the eighth day of arrogance and arrogance. This courage, I Wang Fan admire! In this case, then I will see if you have the ability to kill me."
While speaking, Wang Fan, who had already prepared himself, had already stomped his right foot and set off a roaring sound and rushed towards Ye Qiuji.
In his heart, he was sneering. The so-called arrogance of these angry fists is really stupid. If you feel excited, you will be fooled.
Just like that, what about the arrogance? What a pooh! If such a person is thrown into the flames of war in Africa, even if the strength is strong, it is estimated that they will not survive for half a month.
When it was said that sooner or later, in the blink of an eye, Ye Qiuji was already close to Wang Fan. His eyes were grim and his face twisted. The five fingers flexed their grip, the fist style waved, and set off a violent trend, directly and viciously swept towards Wang Fan.
"go to hell!"
The boxing wind roared like a dragon and a dragon dancing in the air, and a loud crackling sound was made in the air. In an instant, a violent wind was woven into Wang Fan's hood.
Wang Fan's eyes showed surprise, and he didn't seem to think that Ye Qiuji even had a bit of arrogance, which made such a powerful punch.
But in his eyes, Ye Qiuji's fist, although scary, was slightly fancy and flashy.
If there is no Ouyan Changhong watching from a distance, Wang Fan may still fight with Ye Qiuji for dozens of rounds, and feel his boxing skills.
But now, Wang Fan has no thought at all.
He must explode Ye Qiuji in a short time, and then behead Ouyan Changhong.
Otherwise, once the two join hands, it will inevitably become troublesome. If one fails, he will be injured.
Wang Fan thought so, without evading halfway, his muscles tightened madly, and his inner air surrounded his right arm in an instant. Then he clenched his right fist, carrying a violent wind, and hurriedly greeted him.
laugh!
Wang Fan's fists rolled up the killing power, and passed through the gap, and immediately printed on Ye Qiuji's fist.
Boxing!
Huh!
With a loud noise, Ye Qiuji's expression instantly solidified, and his expression stiffened there.
He only felt a violent and violent force coming, he couldn't help spitting out a bit of blood, and began to retreat.
Only when he retreated, he caught the sneer of Wang Fan's mouth.
Ye Qiuji's eyelids jumped hard, and suddenly there was a bad hunch.
"The Eighth Pride of Anger Boxing? But so! You can go on the road." With Wang Fan's faint voice, the white light flickered suddenly, Ye Qiujie's head rose to the sky, and the head fell to the ground.
Ou Yan Changhong, who just wanted to move, looked at this scene, and suddenly seemed to be stiff as if he had been cast a fixed spell in the distance, and his old face shuddered.
Scalp numbness.
Not far away, Mrs. Wen looked at this scene, and couldn't help but stumbled down on the ground, her legs under the short skirt wide open.
Regardless of Chunguang's leakage, she covered her mouth, and while resisting not screaming, she just felt like she was about to breathe.
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