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"kill?"

"Haha! No one has ever dared to be so wild in my Mingyue Pavilion!"

"Okay, I just see what you can do!"

Ding Ye looked up to the sky and laughed.

Wow!

Dozens of hard-dressed men rushed in, and everyone surrounded Jiang Han with large fine iron rods.

But seeing these people's temples bulging high, and the neck and forehead blue veins protruding, it looks like a foreigner.

In this battle, even those who have stepped into internal training have to tremble three points.

"Brother Han, it's up to you."

Sun Feixiong swallowed, and hid aside wittily.

"bring it on!"

Jiang Han brushed his finger across the watch, and opened his arms with enjoyment.

Possession of the Dark Night War Clothes!

Then, everyone saw an incredible scene.

Jiang Han's body seemed to grow pieces of ancient black armor.

The shabby cloak was full of blood, destruction and killing intent.

When the last demon's mask, with a squeak, completely enveloped his whole body.

Jiang Han has become a demon crawling out of the sea of ​​blood from the dead mountain in the depths of hell!

His pupils burst with flames of anger and hatred!

His breath is strong and terrifying!

His murderous aura is extremely harsh and frightening.

"Black...Black Arrow!"

Song Ziyi spit out three words in fear.

No one thought that Black Arrow's real body would be so young and handsome.

Everyone's hearts tightened.

Especially Ding Ye, because of extreme fear, his Adam's apple kept trembling.

There is no way out.

"What about Black Arrow, kill him for me, I will reward three million for one person!"

Lord Ding roared frantically.

"The guilty, die!"

With the battle clothes possessed, Jiang Han's blood became cold.

As if he didn't know the pain, he rushed into the iron rod formation.

Even if he didn't borrow the energy of the spar and trained hard in the base for a long time, his physical body had reached the rank of the king of soldiers.

The whole person is running fast, and more than a dozen martial artists can't even touch his shadow.

Teng Nao flashed around, the black dagger in his hand, like the death sickle, drew a graceful arc in the air.

Every time you swipe, it will take away a sinful life.

chant!

When Jiang Han walked out of the big formation in an elegant posture, everything was over.

Tom Tom!

More than a dozen martial arts masters were the first to have their throats cut, and the last one was killed almost at the same time.

The body collapsed neatly on the ground.

The room was filled with strong, pungent blood.

The horror of death enveloped everyone's heart.

Under this high pressure, everyone seems to have their throat strangled and breathing becomes difficult.

Strong as Ding Ye, but also two tremors, cold sweat.

"you!"

Jiang Han pointed at Fan Qiusheng, blood-red pupils blooming with the fire of killing.

"What Black Arrow, monsters and ghosts, the old man has accepted you!"

Fan Qiusheng shouted.

Shaking the gown, his right foot slammed on the ground, and a black gas hit Jiang Han with pinching fingers.

The black air turned into a long python, snorting the letter, and the smell of fishy wind was frightening.

Everyone was shocked.

Jiang Han sneered secretly.

Whether it is a dragon or a snake, it is an energy body after all.

And energy is divided into strength and weakness.

Whoosh!

Jiang Han flashed Minghuo's right hand and flicked his finger.

A purple flame penetrated into the head of the snake.

chant!

The Long Snake was instantly wrapped in the Underfire, and screamed.

The fire is not extinguished, and will follow.

Fan Qiusheng couldn't dodge, his clothes and socks suddenly burned.

The old guy rolled and turned, and finally put out the flames.

But his beards and hair were burnt, his clothes were ragged, and he hadn't been immortal. He looked very embarrassed.

"hateful!"

"It completely broke my technique!"

Fan Qiusheng knew that the Black Arrow didn't blink, he gritted his teeth and took out a few long black needles from his pocket.

Whizzing!

"what!"

The needle was three inches long, and Fan Qiusheng slammed into the sky in front of everyone.

The severe pain caused the Master Fan to scream fiercely.

In the severe pain, Fan Qiusheng stomped his feet crazy on the ground: "The gods are mighty and fierce, the heavenly officials have blessed me, and the ancestors pass on my merits. With my body, please get up quickly with the third prince Nezha."

chant!

Fan Qiusheng roared and cursed hoarsely, inexplicably weird.

After the spell was finished, the old guy flew out a piece of talisman paper in his right hand, and spontaneously ignited without fire.

Combine it with fire and swallow it in one bite.

The original ruddy old face turned hideous and twisted, especially the old eyes turned out desperately, as if they were about to explode at any time.

Immediately afterwards, his body swelled up.

He was only one meter and six meters tall, but he turned into a 1.9 meter tall man.

The thin body was covered with thick green and red tendons like an old tree.

At the end of the day, his skin was violently expanded, and his pores kept leaking blood.

The whole person became extremely terrifying.

"Haha, Old Fan is good."

"Kill him for me!"

When Ding Ye saw Fan Qiusheng's offering this hand, he shouted in excitement.

"It's a god!"

Zhou Da straightened up in shock.

"Master Zhou, what is a **** attack?" Song Ziyi asked uneasyly.

"God fighting is a folk art. It is said that it can invite the upper body of the gods to bless the power, just like the help of the gods, which can explode extraordinary power."

Zhou Da endured the sharp pain in his chest and raised his voice as much as possible to awaken Jiang Han.

"Then Black Arrow, isn't it mysterious?"

Song Ziyi murmured, inevitably a little more worried.

The process of Fan Qiusheng's invitation to the upper body of the gods is not long, in fact, it takes 30 seconds.

In the middle, Jiang Han had a hundred ways to interrupt and kill him.

But how could he miss such an interesting wonder of the world.

After Fan Qiusheng's change was over, he took a look with his watch.

Good guys!

The energy of the old thing suddenly increased five times in an instant, and the strength was even higher than that of Yang Hu.

"Wen Yan, is there anything to say?"

Jiang Han directly contacted the warm words of the base headquarters.

"Supernatural fighting: mental power tactics, using traditional secret ancient techniques to forcibly stimulate the meridians and key points to enhance the absolute potential of a person."

"Although it can stimulate people's full potential in a short period of time, it is easy to cause serious damage to the body and even life-threatening."

The system's martial arts database is obviously more abundant.

Kill a thousand enemies and hurt yourself eight hundred.

The old guy is really a ruthless man!

"How to break it?" Jiang Han asked.

"One, with the master's current strongest fighting force, the eighteen palms of the dragon, and one palm kill, it will consume two semi-spares."

"Second, pierce the center of his eyebrows, break the effect of the golden needle, and restore his mind. Once the enemy's nervous system returns to normal, the body will react on its own and destroy itself without attack."

Wen Yan answered the answer in seconds.

It is worthwhile to cooperate hundreds of times, accurate and clear.

The key voice is good to hear that the ear is about to become pregnant.

"The third prince is here, and the evildoer will be captured before he is alone!"

In an instant, Fan Qiusheng, who had finished the fight, roared and smashed Jiang Han with a punch.

Tom Tom!

Under the strong force, the floor quaked.

The air was torn apart, and there was an explosion.

What a terrifying power.

I am afraid that there is a realm of great achievement under Wu Zun!

"Wow!"

Jiang Han's figure flashed, and by the way he picked up Sun Feixiong who was hiding behind him.

boom!

Fan Qiusheng smashed the air with a punch, and the chair table behind Jiang Han was shattered.

"Ah, twitter!"

"Where the evildoer runs, take your life!"

One punch failed.

Fan Qiu was so angry that he roared and rose into the air, and his fists blasted towards Jiang Han again.

Every punch he hits now is involuntary, and every punch has the ultimate potential.

What consumes is the essence, blood, and essence!

These two punches blasted out, and the air exploded again.

Even the tea cups and tables and chairs around him burst into fragments. It was a mess.

Boom!

The strength of the boxing fell, and the coverage was a full one-foot radius.

Those who come to buy treasures are in bad luck today.

What Yunzhou's youngest, Ping Shao, only hates that the soles of their feet are not oiled, and they get caught up after a little slow.

Several people were immediately blasted into blood mud, which can be described as tragic.

Several consecutive punches did not hit Jiang Han.

Fan Qiusheng's eyes were red, and he killed people when he saw them.

"Black Arrow, save me!"

Song Ziyi couldn't dodge because of protecting Zhou Da.