Chapter 939: Spike the deputy chief of the Ghost Pavilion

Looking at these righteous and awe-inspiring crowds, Fang Fan really wanted to laugh...
Are there so many double-standard dogs?
What do you mean, my son wants to kill you, just stand there and let him kill? What kind of weird thinking mode is this?
One by one...Is your mind showy?
There was a look of contempt on Fang Fan's face, and his eyes became increasingly gloomy.
From Fang Fan's perspective, there is no need for any mercy for these people!
Because... they are not qualified!
"It doesn't matter what you do to me!"
"Really... even if you stabbed me, I might have one in ten thousand chance to let you go, but you shouldn't, shouldn't come to the human plane! You shouldn't come to the Human Palace to make trouble!"
"You have violated a bottom line! Once this bottom line is crossed, you must die!"
"Sure, do you know that feeling?"
"I will kill you! I will kill you madly, and I will kill you desperately!"
"Because... you trampled on my bottom line!"
Fang Fan stood up indifferently, the bones all over his body making a slight crisp sound.
"Fang Mo! Death is approaching, how dare you say anything?"
"Hehe! Do you think you can hang everything on the battlefield of Gods and Demons?"
"What kind of thing are you! Even you dare to be arrogant and arrogant in front of us!"
"We don't know where the Ninth-Rank forces are, and there are three 8-Rank forces!"
"Do you know who this one is? Pavilion Master Su Heng of the Eighth-Rank Force Ghost and God Pavilion! A real powerhouse of the Emperor Realm!"
"Do you think it's okay to rely on the few shrimps under your hand?"
The deputy pavilion owner of the Guishen Pavilion appeared to be extremely emotional, while looking at Fang Fan, his eyes revealed infinite killing!
Seeing what he meant, he obviously wanted to make a noise here!
"The anger of the wild god!"
"The majesty of the wild god!"
Fang Fan murmured, his eyes instantly become extremely cold!
These magic skills have been refreshed!
As soon as it was refreshed, Fang Fan couldn't help but display it.
Because he wants to slaughter these people...one by one!
Whoosh whoosh...
In the sky, a black figure is fleeting...
Immediately... the deputy pavilion master of the Eighth Stage power Guishen Pavilion was directly cut off his throat, then his head was cut off, and he died!
"Deputy Pavilion Master! The head of the Deputy Pavilion Master has been beheaded!"
"How is it possible! Deputy Pavilion Master... Deputy Pavilion Master is a powerful person in the True King Realm..."
"Everyone, be careful... Defense! Full defense!"
"Horrible... This is too scary! Who is this Fang Fan sacred!"
"Oh my God... I'm so stabilizing my mind!"
"Too...too strong!"
"I can not stand it any more!"
The crowd is completely in chaos!
A true king at the top of the eighth rank can be regarded as a first-class master!
On the other side, Ling Shang, the head of the spirit clan who defected, was dumbfounded...
This is... Fang Fan?
This is too far away from the Fang Fan in his memory...
He seemed to remember that when he first saw Fang Fan, he seemed to be just a two-star king state? Or is it Samsung King?
Memory hits like a tide...
How long has passed since then!
A month? Or two months?
The once fighting five scum can now instantly kill a ten-star king-level true king!
In the past few months, how much has he... grown!
Is this the world of geniuses?
Genius... are all such crazy?