Tianzhang Wangcheng, Wangfu.
"Bang~~~bang~~~bang~~~"
Fu Lingmeng's head was like pounding garlic, desperately knocking to the ground, as if he had completely forgotten the pain.
Soon, his forehead was knocked to pieces. The palace’s ground was not a mortal thing. It was completely paved with that hard marble. Even an average Tier 8 expert would hardly smash a hole in the ground with a full blow. Now, although Fu Lingmeng's flesh shell is tyrannical, comparable to some soldiers, but under immobility, it's still a lot worse than this golden marble ground.
"Senior, please, save my father, save my family, Reimu's life is a slave and a maid, and being a cow and a horse will repay you for your great kindness..."
At this moment, Yang Fan is the only one who can save her father and their Fu family. This is the only life-saving straw for their clan.
"Fine! I'll help you again." Yang Fan waved his hand gently and helped Fu Lingmeng up. This Fu Jia Zangshu Pavilion was a great help to him, so he should pay back their favor, of course. Yang Fan's dislike of the Blood-clothed King is also a major reason. You can only say that you are cruel and bloodthirsty. His mother's actually has the habit of J's corpse, which is really disgusting. He was already killing the Asura Blood General Ivan. At that time, Yang Fan wondered whether to find some time to do this pervert, so as not to stay in the world as a disgusting person.
"Thank you, senior, thank you, senior, for your great kindness, my family will never be remembered..." Fu Lingmeng repeatedly thanked him, and finally put it down with a holding heart, but senior The second-order kings have their own shots, and they will definitely be able to protect them.
"Pouch~~~"
Now that he had agreed to Fu Lingmeng, Yang Fan didn't delay too much. With a movement of his body, he directly left the Tianzhang King City and reached the center of the battlefield.
"Ok?"
The three fiery blood-clothed kings who were fighting the savage fire and phoenix frowned and looked at Yang Fan who suddenly appeared with some caution.
Although Yang Fan looked flat, like ordinary people who didn't understand any cultivation way, none of the three of the blood-clothed kings dared to underestimate Yang Fan. An ordinary person could walk in the air? Can you still approach them silently
The strong! The young man in black is definitely a strong one!
Its strength is probably not below them.
at this time... ... .
"Senior..." Looking up at that young figure, King Tianzhang was excited and unbearable. Fortunately, Senior had finally made a move. If it was delayed for a while, he would really be finished, and he would have been seriously injured. He has almost reached his limit now.
"What? Senior?"
Hearing this, the jealousy in the eyes of the three blood-clothed kings was even worse. Vaguely, it seemed that there was a trace of anxiety in their hearts.
In the world of monks, the strong is respected, and the masters are first.
It is definitely not because of age, only strength, that the King of Heaven can be willing to say to his predecessors.
The blood-clothed king Xieyi turned his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
"Kill your people." Yang Fan's voice was flat, as if announcing a trivial matter.
"You..." The killing intent flashed in the eyes of the blood-clothed king. For tens of millions of years, the blood-clothed king had not been so despised.
But before the blood-clothed king broke out, the Anyang king warned, "Today, I will destroy the Fu family. For the sake of a Fu family, I will take my life for nothing. Why bother? As long as you leave now, I will wait three times. No one will stop it."
Although King Anyang was equally angry, he knew better that the primary goal now was to win the King of the Heavenly Chapter and the City of the King of the Heavenly Chapter. He didn’t want to have extra branches. A supreme king who was stronger than the King of the Heavenly Chapter. Tie-hearted and standing with the Heavenly Zhang King, even if they can win, they will certainly pay a painful price, and may even pull one of them back.
"Just because you ants want to hurt this seat? Go back and practice for another trillion years." Yang Fan's voice was as indifferent as before, and he didn't pay attention to the three kings at all.
"Asshole, this king wants you to die!"
The blood-clothed king could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
"Roar~~~Roar~~~Roar~~~"
Vaguely, it seemed to be able to see countless demon heads roaring ferociously around the blood-clothed king, which was breathtaking and frightening.
Next second...
"Boom~~~"
The bloody king slapped it out, and a big bloody hand with a diameter of more than ten thousand feet dropped from the sky, patted Yang Fan fiercely with a strong smell of blood.
The blood-clothed king who shot with anger no longer had reservations. The horror of this attack was more than twice as powerful as when he attacked the wild fire phoenix.
Not only that, but the scariest blood poison is condensed in that big bloody hand. It is the most terrifying and filthy blood in the world. It is the body of the king's supreme king.
"What a blood-clothed old man, I can hide it deep enough." King Anyang and King Huoyun condensed, and there was a deep jealousy across their eyes. If this trick is replaced by them, I'm afraid It's the only way to avoid the edge, and never dare to shake it hard. The blood poison is too terrible. Once it is entangled, even if they want to get rid of it, it will be extremely difficult.
"Things like ants, dare to be presumptuous in front of this seat! Death!"
Yang Fan let out a cold drink, and with a move of his right hand, he slapped it with a palm.
"Boom~~~"
A big hand covering the sky appeared out of thin air, and easily smashed the big bloody hand of the blood-clothed king, grabbed the blood-clothed king in his hand, squeezed it at will, and squeezed it directly.
For a Tier 1 king who only repairs the flesh and doesn't even understand a rule, Yang Fan doesn't even have the desire to swallow it.
The huge Cangyue Continent, and the invisible Tier 4 kings, barely managed to arouse Yang Fan's interest.
"Ah~~~ dead... ... dead?"
"The blood-clothed king just died like that? This... how is this possible?"
"How could this be? He... who is he? How could he be so strong?"
In all directions, countless strong people, all of them stared wide, unable to believe everything in front of them.
Even Tianzhangwang and others are no exception, they are all dumbfounded.
This... This... Is this really the power of the second-order king
The blood-clothed king, that is the closest existence to the second-order king, even if it is against the second-order king, even if it is lost, they can successfully get out, but what they see, one move, just like a palm, the fierce blood-clothed king It was blown up.
Wrong, I was wrong in waiting.
What kind of second-order king is senior, he is simply the legendary third-order king.
Otherwise, how could it be possible to have such invincible power.
In the void.
Yang Fan turned his eyes, and looked at the remaining King Huoyun and King Anyang with indifferent eyes.
"Ah, it's not good~~~" When they touched Yang Fan's cold eyes, the hearts of King Huoyun and King Anyang immediately trembled, and an unknown omen of disintegration swept their hearts.
next moment... ... .
"Boom~~~Boom~~~"
King Huoyun and King Anyang rose up into the sky very tacitly. The death of the blood-clothed king made them completely frightened and completely unwilling to fight. Their strength is not as good as the blood-clothed king. Resistance will only die. Faster.
As for the people of their subordinates, they themselves are hard to protect themselves, where they can take care of so many, they all ask for their own blessings.
"Since it's here, let's leave it to this seat." Yang Fan's eyes flashed fiercely.
"Boom~~~"
The big hand that covered the sky once again appeared out of thin air, and immediately held the two meteors in his hand. With a squeeze, the two kings of Huoyun and Anyang did not even say a word of begging for mercy, and they were squeezed.
"Ah~~~ King."
"Dead~~~ Dead, all dead."
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Collapse, the three major camps, all the strong have completely collapsed, how could this little Heavenly Chapter King City have such a monster, how good it is now, the three kings of Blood Clothes King, Anyang King, and Fire Cloud King have all died , Relying on their little three-legged cat's skill, what can they use to fight the monster.
at this time... ... .
"Pouch~~~"
Yang Fan casually waved his right hand.
"Pouch~~~"
A pair of big hands covering the sky descended from the sky, grabbing towards the three strong camps.
"Ah~~~Don't."
"My lord, please spare us."
"The little one dare not, and never dare anymore."
Suddenly, all the begging for mercy came to a halt, and none of the thousands of the three powerful forces stayed, but Yang Fan was all caught in a net.
Sending the Buddha to the west, now that you decide to take action, let's help Tianzhangfu's family solve the trouble completely.
Although there is no king among these people, it is not something that the Tianzhangfu family can contend.
In the battle just now, although King Tianzhang was not dead, he had lost a lot of essence and blood, so in a short time, he shouldn't think of any combat power.
Soon, Yang Fan's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
This is the end of the Fu family's affairs. If there is any danger in the future, it doesn't matter to him Yang.
"Won, we won."
"Hahaha~~~ I don't have to die, I don't have to die."
"Uuuuu~~~ Blessed by the ancestors, blessed by the heavens, I have survived, my son, I am so lucky, I finally survived."