Chapter 1415 I have ten servant gods
As Fang Fan got closer to the position of Sean, the deacon of Haotian Pavilion, he could see the smile on Sean's face more clearly.
An inexplicable sneer appeared on Fang Fan's face...
Do you really think that this kind of low-level aggressiveness is useful?
This is simply Arabian Nights!
"Even though the [Aragami's Fury] skill is still in the cooling down period, I have ten servant gods under my command..."
"[Share] Servant God skill activated!"
"The power of the servant gods belongs to me!"
Fang Fan snorted secretly, his eyes twinkled brightly, and the hand holding the four-star holy sword became stronger and stronger...
"cut!"
"Desolation of Desolation!"
A sword cut through the sky!
"No...it's impossible! No...it's not like that...it's fake! Fake!"
Haotian Pavilion Deacon Xiao En opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief, he couldn't believe that this would be true!
The scene in front of him looked particularly terrifying...
The sense of fear that came from his heart made him instantly lose the motivation to resist!
Fang Fan's sword already has the power beyond the one-star sanctuary!
Sean swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He had only felt this kind of power from the Dharma Protector...
He's going to get cold...he's going to die...he's going to be completely terminated!
There is a bleakness in the fear...
"Let me go... let me go... I don't want to die... I really don't want to die!"
"Haotian Pavilion... Haotian Pavilion is not something you can deal with!"
"If you kill me, Haotian Pavilion will not let you go!"
"Hu... Hu Hu Hu... You can't do this, don't... don't..."
"This road... can't go through..."
"what……"
A burst of screams came, and the screams cut through the sky, shaking the sky...
click...
stab...
The sound of bone cracking came, the head fell to the ground, the Haotian Pavilion was a quasi-sanctuary deacon, and he died!
Among the hundreds of thousands of Haotian Pavilion practitioners in front of him, this one is the strongest...
After he died, the remaining Haotian Pavilion practitioners naturally scattered like frightened cloud beasts.
As for revenge... that's all bullshit... it's neither a father nor a son, so do you need to take your own life?
In the face of life and death, sometimes family doesn't work, let alone anything else!
"Kill!"
"I don't need prisoners!"
Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, killing intent concentrated!
These are the invaders who invaded the human plane! They have caused great harm to the human race, even disaster!
They don't deserve to die!
Fang Fan is not qualified to forgive them for the human race!
Only blood and life are more convincing! Fang Fan flew down and came to the Desolate Temple of the Acropolis, the gate of the temple that was closed at the moment was slowly being opened...
The moment the door opened, several familiar figures jumped into view...
"Mei'er?"
"Kailen?"
"Zhang Ao?"
"Yi Lingtian?"
"Kaitian?"
...
Fang Fan called out several names one after another, and at this moment there was more and more light in his eyes.
The heart that was hanging in the air before finally fell to the ground!
Everyone is fine!
Everyone is safe!
Everything is settled!
Fang Fanfei stepped forward and hugged Ye Meier and Kailin tightly, his eyes closed silently, and the thoughts in his heart gathered crazily...
The person he cares about most is fine!
That's good...good!
"Husband!"
"Husband!"
The two women shouted one after another.
Ye Mei'er has always called Fang Fan her husband, but Kailin used to address her dearly before, so now it's a bit unaccustomed to call her husband.
