Vol 3 Chapter 847: You got Fooled

In the quiet jungle, there was no other voice except Mu Fan's indifferent taunting.
Mu Fan still looked at the canopy above his head quietly.
He did not do useless work.
Because he can be sure that he really hit the opponent just now.
Even when he couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes, he still chose to trust his intuition 100%.
"Really... a bit brute force, hehe."
A weird voice came from Mu Fan's left side, quickly approaching.
But Mu Fan's waist suddenly twisted to the right, his bones blasted, his right hand stretched out and his five fingers widened.
Bang!
A sturdy brown vine was sucked silently in the air.
The giant vine that was close to the thick arm fell heavily into Mu Fan's palm.
But he didn't take Mu Fan away as he wished, instead he was firmly held by those five fingers.
Nagran looked deep into the dense forest on the right.
"That's all there is to it, right?"
The muscles on Mu Fan's arm rose up, and suddenly pulled!
Hey!
The voice sounded like cracked silk from his side.
Pulled by his tremendous force, the vine stretched straight, and then exploded with a "bang" volley.
Half of the vine was thrown directly to his side by Mu Fan, smashing a palm tree over 15 cm in diameter.
Mu Fan dropped half of the vine in his hand and moved his neck.
He looked at the canopy again, and there was a pulsating blood in his eyes.
An indifferent smile appeared on his face again, "Do you feel the pain?"
After the layers of canopy...
A three-fingered vine on the back of the wooden man sage split instantly, gurgling...green blood leached from behind, and was quickly absorbed by other vines.
But his slightly trembling body can be seen.
Obviously Mu Fan attacked twice just now, causing damage beyond imagination to his body.
And the thing that filled his heart most with uncontrollable anger and...fear was Mu Fan's blood-red eyes, looking at where he was from beginning to end.
"You don't even know where I am! How could you hurt me!"
The faintly angry voice came from all directions.
Mu Fan's eyes didn't show the slightest color, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
Kneeling down, my thumb and picked up a little bit of mud mixed with sawdust and placed it on the tip of my nose and sniffed.
During this action, there was no sneak attack.
A faint voice came from Mu Fan's mouth:
"On the hidden breath... you are too far behind."
"You said……"
Mu Fan bounced the mud off, and the bones all over his body made loud noises again. He narrowed his eyes to look at the moss-covered rock about half a meter in diameter in front of him, and walked slowly.
"... Did you roll down by yourself, or did I beat you down?"
Mu Fan walked to the rock, stood still, looked forward indifferently, and said casually, but the listener was frightened.
The wood whiskers on the holy face of the wooden man were all dancing and dancing at this moment, and their faces were as hideous as old roots.
Because of the direction where Mu Fan stood at random, those indifferent eyes still saw where he was hiding...
The Muren Sage couldn't know anyhow, in Mu Fan's vision, the whole world turned into a faint red, and all the forests and rocks turned into a light tone, but there was only one exception.
That's the beating...heart.
Like a star in the night.
All the aura with vitality completely turned crimson in Mu Fan's vision.
The crimson in the pale red horizon was so dazzling to Mu Fan.
Mu Fan doesn't need to be able to see the face hidden behind the dense forest, he only needs to see the unobstructed heart beating, that's enough.
"It seems that the Bloodfang group really provokes a powerful character."
The voice of Saint Mu Ren finally became clear at this moment, and it was the position where Mu Fan's eyes were locked.
He stood on the top of a broad tree with clouds and wood, and the flat branches under his feet staggered into a natural platform.
As he spoke, the three blood-red flowers behind them withered silently.
The three blood-colored thorns began to spread down the tree trunk silently from behind.
When the three thorns submerged in the soil, the ground quietly swelled for a moment.
After the two vines circled a semicircle, two shallow waves surging from the ground silently approached Mu Fan from behind.
...
"But what then?"
...
The ground around Mu Fan sank instantly, wriggling as if he had come alive, and suddenly became violent in less than half a second! It was as if the shock wave caused by a major earthquake instantly drilled numerous terrifying giant thorns on Mu Fan's right side, smashing heavily.
It was as if the giant about to crawl out of the ground used the palm of Qingtian to shoot it fiercely.
"how about it?"
Looking at the sea of ​​thorns that will swallow him in the next moment, without dodge, his right hand suddenly pulled out the "dark golden short stick" behind him at this moment, turned around, and raised the short stick high...
He plunged into the ground, violently picked.
puff!
Amid the sharp roar, a green sap burst through the soil and splashed into the air.
A thick scarlet thorn was twisted by the short stick and flew directly in the air.
Half-kneeling on the ground, Mu Fan looked back at the sea of ​​thorns that was about to envelop him, backhanded his "dark golden short stick" and hit the ground again, UU reading www.uukanshu.com that piece of moss. The rock shattered in an instant, and pieces of rubble exploded like shattered shrapnel.
The broken rock instantly intersected the sea of ​​thorns in front of him, and countless debris exploded in the air.
Mu Fan lifted the inactive curved sickle with his right hand, gazing coldly through the sea of ​​blood-colored thorns, and stepped forward.
There was a tremor on the ground.
The whole person was hit like a cannonball instantly.
The tyrannical figure pierced through the thorny debris in the sky, turning into an afterimage, kicking heavily towards the canopy twenty meters ahead.
In Mu Fan's vision, there was always a beating heart hidden there.
Click, click, the cracking sound of dense branches suddenly sounded.
The afterimage of Mu Fan's body fell heavily on the tree canopy.
"boom!"
As if a real bomb was flying in the forest, countless branches were blown away by the shock wave brought by the terrifying kinetic energy.
"You got Fooled."
A sinister and cruel voice instantly sounded from all directions.
Mu Fan in the broken mist suddenly turned his head.
Because at the moment he arrived at the canopy, the red dot and the beating heart that had previously shifted unexpectedly!
And the direction of the shift is surprisingly Lu Qingxue not far behind.
"Be careful!"
Mu Fan yelled out, with a bit of murderous intent in his eyes. When he saw the dark shadow that suddenly appeared behind Lu Qingxue, his eyes almost cracked.
Sage Muren escaped from an old tree behind Lu Qingxue.
Both arms were raised and bent, and his palms had become two sharp wooden cones.
A hideous flickering flashed across the tangled faces of Saint Wooden Man, and cruel excitement flashed across his brown eyes.
He met Mu Fan's red eyes at this moment.
A cruel smile appeared on his face.
The hands were stabbed suddenly! .
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