Survive the Whole People Against the Beast: I Can See the Hidden Information

"How is the duration?" Su Fan asked in a deep voice.

King Huntian Xiaopeng and Lei Qianlie were both people of the same level anyway, Su Fan guessed that they might not be able to tell the winner in a short period of time.

Of course, Su Fan's purpose was not for Lei Qianlie to kill King Huntian Xiaopeng. He hadn't thought about this kind of thing with extremely low probability.

In fact, he only needs Lei Qianlie to consume the power of King Huntian Xiaopeng so that he can't maintain his best condition.

"It can only last for five minutes." Monk Wuxin lifted his eyelids and glanced at Su Fan. "The soul crying beast that has lost the ghost orb will die in six minutes."

Su Fan raised his brows, "Then don't waste time."

"I have used the secret method a long time ago." Wuxin Monk said coldly, "Since I have promised to cooperate, I will naturally serve it wholeheartedly."

Soon, a purple mist filled the body of the ghost orb, and the mist continued to spread, and finally turned into a purple light curtain in front of them.

Monk Wuxin looked a little pale, he cast a glance at Su Fan without leaving a trace, and said in anger, "How can I be like that bald donkey, simply believe what this kid said?"

"Hmph, if this kid takes the opportunity to attack me, I can only use secret methods to escape from the refining tower embarrassingly."

"Damn it!!"

Monk Wuxin looked cold, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, "If this kid can't heal me, I will kill him as soon as I recover my strength!"

Su Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly shouted: "My turn! Draw cards!"

At the same time, the strange bgm sounded under Wuxin monk's incredible eyes.

Xie Mei looked around blankly, and then looked at Su Fan again, "Hey, hey, what is this sound, and what is this unexplained action."

However, Su Fan still said to himself: "What I drew is the left foot of the sealed one!"

A dark card suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Heal the wounds on Master Wuxin, consume..." Su Fan glanced at the cards on the tip of his index finger and **** without leaving a trace. "The ten-year life limit, this is equivalent exchange!"

As the voice fell, Monk Wuxin only felt an extremely comfortable force covering his whole body, helping him heal the loss he suffered.

Su Fan lowered his mind, looked at the character panel, and found that the upper limit of life span had indeed been reduced from 700 to 690 now.

"Really healed the trauma?" Monk Wuxin raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone still a little unbelievable.

"Oh, I didn't expect the two to meet each other." Su Fan had already moved his gaze to the purple light curtain at this moment.

Seeing the terrain change in the light curtain, the Huntian Xiaopeng King and Lei Qianlie, who thought they were moving forward, had actually been silently changed their course.

Huntian Xiaopeng Wang looked around and slaughtered all the Yin soldiers, Yin generals, practitioners, and even the demon races he encountered along the way. It was like a killing god.

These guys will become obstacles for me in the future, so I can clear them now so as not to spoil my mood in the future.

This is the inner thoughts of King Huntian Xiaopeng.

"There are two minutes left, the lifespan of this dormitory is only two minutes left." King Huntian Xiaopeng silently calculated the remaining lifespan of the dormitory, extremely domineering.

"That's it?" There was a different color flashing in King Huntian Xiaopeng's eyes, even if the environment in the underground palace was completely dark, it couldn't stop him from seeing the scene in front of him.

A sturdy man was approaching him at an astonishing speed.

"The first sequence of the view of immortality, Lei Qianlie?" King Huntian Xiaopeng looked indifferent, and he was not moved by his identity.

"Huntian Xiaopeng King!" Lei Qianlie also saw King Xiaopeng's figure of course, and immediately called out his name with fiery eyes.

He is gearing up, with the intention of having a showdown with King Huntian Xiaopeng on the spot.

Only in the end he changed his mind to think that what he represents is the view of immortality, one of the top eight sects, everything should be trial-oriented, after all, the ranking is related to the face of the supreme sects.

"Hmph, if you're lucky, I'll let you go this time." Lei Qianlie said with great enthusiasm, two air currents like dragons spouted from his nose.

"Leave me alone?" Huntian Xiaopeng Wang's eyes burst into an astonishing chill, "What are you?"

After dropping this sentence, King Huntian Xiaopeng was unwilling to talk to Lei Qianlie more, and shot directly.

"Hey."

The pitch-black claws shocked people's hearts, and when they were caught by Lei Qianlie, the power was extremely terrifying.

Lei Qianlie stared solemnly at the phantom claws of King Huntian Xiaopeng. These were the claws of the legendary Pengbird, capable of fighting real dragons. At this moment, they almost covered the entire hall, as if they could tear apart the void.

The solid evil aura was like smoke, enveloped Lei Qianlie's flesh. Obviously, he was a little angry at Huntian Xiaopeng King's overbearing behavior. The ordinary Tianjiao people just let go of their cruel words, they are just basic operations.

After all, all of them are like old foxes. Who would easily fight the Son of the same realm just because of a word?

If you encounter someone who restrains yourself, it will be a little uncomfortable.

But what about this guy? The King Xiaopeng, who didn't go well with a word, shot directly.

Lei Qianlie's eyes were fierce, and he slammed on the sole of his foot.

Only heard a "bang" sound, the solid floor cracked in response, and then Lei Qianlie's figure rushed out like a cannonball out of the chamber, and he came to Claw Ying's face and banged at him with a punch.

"Bang."

The claw mang burst open, simple and crude, unparalleled in flesh.

Before Lei Qianlie was a little proud, he realized that there was a dark figure in front of him, it was King Huntian Xiaopeng!

"So fast!" Lei Qianlie's eyes just changed, but in the next instant, he was punched by King Huntian Xiaopeng and fell from the sky and sank to the ground.

"Okay... so fast!" Lei Qianlie was shocked, his physical body was outrageously strong, and this kind of impact wouldn't hurt him. "I can see, my eyes can clearly see him coming in front of me, but... the brain can't react at all!"

"This is... Tianpeng Extreme Speed?"

Lei Qianlie's eyes became more and more hot~www.readwn.com~ He rushed out of the ground suddenly, "Just agree with me!"

"Om!"

King Huntian Xiaopeng didn't give Lei Qianlie too much opportunity to react. He made another shot, showing his Tianpeng speed, turning into a beam of light and rushing towards him. The black fist trembled in the void and let out a miserable cry.

Lei Qianlie was unwilling to show weakness, condensing a fist that was as cruel as the substance, and greeted him heavily on Peng Fist.

"Bang!"

When his fists touched, Lei Qianlie's expression changed slightly, and cracks appeared on the ground under his feet.

"Impossible!" Lei Qianlie looked grimly, "The Primordial Body Tempering Secret Art is the world's number one body-refining technique, and the physical body cannot be weaker than the monsters of the same realm!!"

"Unless..."

Lei Qianlie's heart jumped, and a bad premonition uncontrollably rose from the bottom of his heart.