Chapter 1206: Less than five seconds

Chapter 1206: Less Than Five Seconds
"Fang Chuan, take it to death!" Fan Qiyang roared, his figure flashed, it turned out to be the footwork of ancient martial arts, extremely fast and very mysterious.
He manages such footwork with ease.
This kind of footwork, even in the face of a dozen gunmen, be careful, it is impossible to be hit.
This is the power of Gu Wu!
"Go together, kill them, and then go to support the others!" The other masters of the Fan family also shouted again and again, facing Fang Chuan, performing ancient martial arts.
The power that Gu Wu burst out was extremely powerful, and even one point of strength might be able to use seven or eight points of power.
Boom, boom
Their fists, like bombs, blasted over, and the air began to explode, terrifying to the extreme.
Bang bang bang...
At the same time, gunfire on the scene began to sound, very intense.
Later, those who did not carry a gun also raised their machete and rushed over.
It's just that Fang Chuan was given a large open space beside them.
It's not that these people are unwilling to pass, but that the Fan family immediately formed a general trend when they started.
Waves of air were surging, making these people unable to approach at all.
"I said ten seconds, that is ten seconds, you have to believe it if you don't believe it!"
Fang Chuan's eyes dazzled, he sneered when he looked at the people rushing over, and suddenly there was a burst of lightning in his hand.
The electric light was in his hand and escaped, like a dragon and snake walking away.
He smiled, rushed into shape, and greeted the first master of the Fan family.
This master displayed ancient martial arts, and the inner strength used was also unique to ancient martial arts, full of explosive power.
He slammed over with a punch, profound and powerful.
His face is full of confidence.
He believes that even if the opponent can defeat Fan Qiyang, they can also defeat him.
However, as long as Fang Chuan came to intercept his attack, he would have the confidence to block it for a moment, and then give his companions a chance.
In this way, Fang Chuan will lose!
They are not going to fight alone and have great confidence in defeating Fang Chuan.
On the contrary, they relied on the large number of people and under the siege, Fang Chuan had no room to resist.
boom!
He hadn't reacted yet, Fang Chuan greeted him with a punch, and the power of two fists exploded in an instant.
Shit!
Between the electric light and flint, the Zhengyang Thunder in Fang Chuan's hand, the furnace fired by him, has been controlled to the minimum.
Therefore, there is Zhengyang Thunder in his palm, which will not hurt himself but can hurt others.
It is impossible for ordinary cultivators to do this.
Many cultivators who don't understand spells are careful when they cast some powerful spells, for fear of implicating themselves.
Only Fang Chuan, who was a fairy in the previous life and had a deep understanding of spells, could do this.
"Ah!" The moment Fang Chuan's fist hit the man, the man let out a scream, and then he flew out.
The power of the explosion severely injured him, leaving him no room for resistance.
At the same time, his body was scorched, as if struck by lightning, his whole body was paralyzed, unable to move, and his internal organs were also injured by the thunder.
He was in extreme pain, rolling on the ground, moaning constantly.
And none of this passed for a second, because their speed was too fast, and Fang Chuan's speed was even faster than them.
"Not good!" At this moment, Fan Qiyang felt the horror of Fang Chuan, got goose bumps all over, and felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
Bang bang bang--
And the next moment, within one second, Fang Chuan's fists bombarded continuously, and fisted against those of the Fan family.
These Fan family members did not expect that this person's speed would be so fast.
When they reacted, Fang Chuan's fist had already hit them, and the lightning of Zhengyang Lei had knocked them into the air.
They screamed again and again, their scalp was numb, and they fell to the ground, life or death uncertain.
And all this happened within a second.
"No, this person is too strong, how can he be so strong?"
"We are not his opponents together, how could this be?"
The rest, plus Fan Qiyang, felt fear. Their thoughts are faster than their moves.
When they thought of here, their moves had already blasted in front of Fang Chuan.
"Last move!" Fang Chuan smiled faintly, "You are really too weak, you will be defeated by me in less than five seconds!"
As he said, three-quarters of the speed of sound came out, making him look like he was flying through lightning.
There was a crackling noise, accompanied by the sound of fists hitting the opponent's body, spreading to all sides.
It is terrible!
Fang Chuan's, from in front of them, penetrated, ordinary people only saw an electric light, and could not see Fang Chuan as if passing through.
He stood there, smiled faintly, and glanced back.
Flop, flop...
Those who were hit by him, one by one, flew out like sandbags, hit the ground, and then lost their combat effectiveness.
They groaned in pain, their bodies were paralyzed, and their internal organs were struck by lightning. They were so terrible that they could not get up.
"Oh my God!"
"You lost so soon?"
"We haven't started fighting yet!"
Those two men and horses who were raising their swords and rushing towards each other stopped at this moment.
Including those gunmen with guns, they only fired two bullets, and they discovered the cutting-edge strength of both sides, and the battle was over.
That god-like man stood in the crowd like this, making people lack the confidence to defeat him.
"In less than five seconds, the Fan family, that's it!" Fang Chuan smiled faintly, a trace of disdain flashed across his face.
Fan Qiyang and others, they are ancient martial arts, cultivated ancient martial arts, so lethality, everyone who has fought with them understands.
However, in front of him, it was so vulnerable.
However, this is also normal.
After all, Fang Chuan's speed is too fast. He not only used his physical strength, but also used a cultivation technique that was higher than that of ancient martial arts.
The imperial wind technique and the positive sun thunder technique were used by him to perfection and blessing, and it was not at the same level with those ancient warriors.
In addition, his body has been baptized by the blood of that high-level abyss monster, and his strength is not comparable to that of ordinary ancient warriors.
His realm is also at the ninth level of refining qi.
This is called Dao Wu practitioners, and the gap is self-evident.
Fan Qiyang and the others almost fainted with shame after hearing what he said.
Fang Chuan then looked at the people brought by the Fan family and smiled faintly: "I just said that you all have come back and forth."
He paused: "You can surrender without death!"
He didn't seem to use much energy to speak, but he passed it very far, as clear as speaking in everyone's ears.
When everyone heard it, they couldn't help shaking.
"Disarm and surrender, you don't need to die!" At this time, Leng Yiye also shouted.
Later, people from the Fang Group also shouted.
For a time, they were like a rainbow, extremely fierce!