King of Eschatology

Everyone was frightened by Lu Fan's fist in the deserted open space. No matter the speed or strength, they surpassed the ordinary evolutionaries too much.

At the same time, everyone couldn't help looking at Dabachuan to see how he was doing.

Not everyone cares about Dabachuan, everyone just wants to judge Lu Fan's combat strength through Dabachuan's injury.

If Dabachuan was bombed to death with one punch, then Lu Fan's strength is too horrible. Everyone must guard against him and avoid conflict with him.

If Dabachuan was successfully attacked by the other party without any precautions, then he could stand up alive. From this, it can be judged that Lu Fan's combat strength was not good.

Then, under everyone's attention, Daba Chuan boomed and it seemed that there was no problem at all.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lu Fan is really a rookie. Just now it was just a false alarm. This ending is in line with everyone's judgment.

In fact, Lu Fan deliberately converged when he punched.

It was not Lu Fan who pretended to be low-key, because under the strengthening of his consciousness, he already felt that the existence of that horror had come to him.

To be precise, the horrible mental power of the other party has already locked in here. If the other party is aware of their own strength in advance and prepared for themselves, then the next action will be difficult.

So let these people be happy for a while, and wait for them to cry.

The Daba River swept up, and the flames rose all over him. This time, he was really angry.

As an eighth-order evolutionist, the strength of the entire team is at the level of swimming. Today, he was accidentally overwhelmed by a rookie.

This is definitely the greatest shame for Dabachuan.

"Go to death!"

The Daba River's eyes were completely broken, and a large sword shone brightly, beheading the landing fan directly.

Things have come to this point, saying nothing is useless, only one battle.

Lu Fan pretended to be terrified, and hurried back behind Duanmu Lingfeng and Amu Strong, yelling: "!"

Duanmu Lingfeng and Amu Strong both showed a look of beeping dogs. Just now they thought they had picked up a treasure. This is clearly a idiot of that pit teammate.

If at the beginning Duanmu Lingfeng and Yam Strong step forward to explain, there is still room for discussion.

But now, Dabachuan is obviously in a rage, saying that nothing can be done, only one battle.

No way, Duanmu Lingfeng and Yam Strong took out weapons at the same time and fought with Dabachuan.

The two are just waiting for the seventh-order evolutionist, and Dabachuan is waiting for the eighth-order. Even if they are two-for-one, they are still in a disadvantage.

What's more, there are five teammates behind Dabachuan, all of whom are all eighth-ranked, including Zabi Boro, who initially picked things up, all staring at them.

Lu Fan stood there pretending to be shocked, and asked the last teammate around him: "Old iron, they can't hold up, wouldn't you help?"

Before Lu Fan joined, Duanmu Lingfeng's team had a total of three people. All along, everything was hosted by Duanmu Lingfeng and Yam Strong. The third person was exceptionally low-key.

Low-key, almost no presence.

Therefore, everyone regards him as a decoration, thinking that this is a little rookie Lu Fan returned.

However, Lu Fan had extremely keen spiritual enhancement. He had discovered early on that this low-key and disgusting guy was very scary and was a hidden evolutionary king.

His strength, it is likely that Homer Glen is even more terrifying.

Hearing Lu Fan's question, the evolver chuckled and said, "Since you know they can't stand it, why don't you help?"

Lu Fan grinned, showing a bit of white teeth, and humans and animals responded harmlessly: "My strength is limited, and it is also a help to go. It's better to be clean than the old iron."

The evolver nodded his head, replied flatly: "Oh, yeah, then you can borrow this bamboo stick from me, and I'll knock them all to death."

Lu Fan frowned and smiled coldly, "Okay, I'll give it to you, do you dare to answer it?"

The evolutionist's eyes shrank when he couldn't help hearing the words. He noticed a strong murderous spirit in Lu Fan's body, all of which proved that his judgment was correct.

He took a sip of cold air, pretending to smile indifferently, and said, "Just a joke, don't take it seriously."

Lu Fan's eyes narrowed and he said, "This joke is not funny at all, maybe he will die."

The evolutionist took a deep breath and explained, "I can live this long, not because I am strong, but because I have a decent job, and I dare not make jokes in the future."

This person said that he was softening to Lu Fan.

Lu Fan can perceive that the opponent's strength is very strong, but this kind of strong is relative to other evolutionists. For Lu Fan, there is nothing that cannot be solved with a bamboo stick.

In contrast, the evolutionist, in his heart, Lu Fan's strength is horrible ~ www.readwn.com ~ an existence he can not afford to mess with.

"My name is Dou, we are considered to be in a small team. If something happens, I hope you can help."

Lu Fan nodded his head, saying, "Your name is very good. I like it very much. The two guys can't stand it. Go."

Hearing Lu Fan's words, he sighed helplessly.

From this point of view, it is impossible for me to continue to hide.

On the battlefield, Duanmu Lingfeng and Yam Strong have already painted their bodies. At this time, the situation became precarious.

If it is an upright battle, the two may join forces to block Dabachuan.

However, his five teammates all released their momentum to suppress the two. Although they did not make a shot, they were enough to restrain the strength of the two.

Duanmu Lingfeng and Yam Strong hate, secretly: "Look at your teammates, look at us again."

"Specially, with the exception of the two of us, the other two were unreliable. One was a messy one and a stuffy oil bottle. I knew we had formed a fart team."

The more they bothered, the more they lost, not to their opponents, but to their teammates.

When the two fell into despair, a horrible breath suddenly broke out, and the slaughtering figure appeared in front of Duanmu Lingfeng and Amu Strong, and said coldly: "You two go to rest, the next Leave things to me. "

The words did not fall, and a punch was blown out. The horrible fist prints were like the bright sky. The broken space in this side burst in vain, and the deterrent breath ran through all directions.

"boom!"

The Dabachuan, which had just been flaunted, was blasted with a punch and turned into a mist of blood, and the strong **** gas stimulated everyone's nerves.

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