Chapter 986: Hidden Murder

The handprints are clear, falling on this golden armor, the appearance is to tell everyone what the people above have done!

Under this scene, it was almost like thunder, making the surrounding area petrified. Even if there were countless princes of heaven around it, they all stared at this scene in shock.

To know who Zhan Feng'er is, not to mention her own strength, she is the lady of heaven in this battle hall, and although this is a closed space, it is also on the territory of the battle hall.

But Zhan Feng'er was rumored to be the most loved by the old monster Zhan Mokong in Zhantang, and he was simply spoiled, but now a guy like Meng Fan appeared to beat Zhan Feng'er in public.

I have to say that this is simply too bold, too shocking!

The countless princes of heaven around him also looked quite brilliant and were so sensitive that they had already regarded Meng Fan deliberately, thinking that he was brazen, and went straight to the most critical place in Zhan Feng'er.

The Plaza of Fire is like this, and at this moment on the huge mirror, the outside world is even more shocked. You must know that the five mirrors between the world and the earth reveal all the scenes in the five major squares.

The arrogance on the other squares is like a cloud, and it's still stable, but the scene on this fire square is too amazing, especially the people in the battle hall are all looking weird, and I can't think that they are always pungent, in the battle hall. The overbearing Zhan Fenger finally met his opponent.

Above the altar, the elders of the battle hall also showed a strange smell in their expressions, shook their heads, and some of them said directly,

"This should be Meng Fan, Feng'er has been looking for him for a long time, but I didn't expect Feng'er to suffer after meeting him!"

"Could it be an enemy, haha... This time, Fenger, let me see how she can keep her face!"

In the field, these old monsters didn't have any angry posture. After all, this kind of scene was just a little trouble in their eyes, especially when they didn't use their vitality.

And seeing that Zhan Feng'er, who has always been savage and savage, meets Nemesis, it makes them feel like an eye-opener.

However, there was an uproar between the whole world and the whole world. Countless eyes looked at the field. Among them, many people already recognized Meng Fan. Now the whole outside world is rumored that Meng Fan is dead, but obviously, Meng Fan is actually dead. It was beyond everyone's expectation, appeared alive and kicking, and...in the mood to tease beautiful women!

In the space, despite the countless shocking gazes around him, Meng Fan was quite depressed and touched his nose.

You must know that he took several shots, incarnates countless times, and attacked in different directions, but it turned out that only this position succeeded, and he gave Zhan Feng'er a blow!

Although it feels good in the hand, he can really confirm his identity as a little thief now in full view.

"Little thief Meng Fan, you are looking for death!"

It made Zhan Feng'er lungs burst out with a fierce blow from the ass, turning around, staring at Meng Fan, thinking that this was definitely the latter's intention.

"Go to hell!"

Suddenly, Zhan Feng'eryu clenched the golden gun in his hand and hit the sky with a single blow, and that wave of strange power surged at the same time, dazzling like a meteor, and immediately let Zhan Feng'er burst out with all his strength and head straight to Meng Fan.

If it weren't for the ancient taboos on this square and unable to use vitality, it is estimated that at this moment Zhan Feng'er didn't even want to care about the Temple of War, and must be here to start a life and death duel with Meng Fan.

Under this big gun offensive, Meng Fan's expression could not help but sigh, and he just wanted to avoid him, but before he could react, a cold light appeared in his eyes, cold to the bones.

bump!

Between the snaps of his fingers, Meng Fan's body shape suddenly changed, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, but this blow did not resist Zhan Feng'er, but slapped him with a palm, and immediately retreated with the help of the counter-shock.

At the same time, Meng Fan's figure was firmly in the air, but his movements did not stop. The palms on both sides stretched out, and at the same time, they were divided into the void.

Whizzing!

At the next moment, two slender silver needles fell into Meng Fan's hands. The latter's **** were like iron tongs, which directly held them firmly and crushed them with no strength.

With cold eyes, Meng Fan swept across the two silver needles and clearly understood that there was a strange power on them. Once inside the body, it could explode and destroy everything!

"Come out!"

After crushing the silver needle, Meng Fan stepped on the sole of his foot to stabilize his figure, looking at the crowd with indifference, without any emotion.

Zhan Feng'er is forgiven for his shots, but now someone has attacked him, apparently it is against him. If it weren’t for Meng Fan’s horrible spiritual sense now, there would be a predictable spiritual sense before any danger, I’m afraid it’s already. Hit.

His eyes swept across the air, Meng Fan looked into the crowd, his deep gaze seemed to catch people, and he wanted to find the person who shot.

Even though he is a group of heavenly pride among the crowd, Meng Fan, who stands in the sky, is not afraid. His slender figure stands on the heaven and the earth, and a powerful spiritual sense appears directly, exploring the past.

"Huh, what a mighty power, you are just a turtle, dare to release your spiritual power while waiting for me!"

Among the crowd, a whisper suddenly uttered, and the voice echoed around it, because the surroundings were full of strong people, it was impossible to tell where the voice came from.

Obviously, this person is hiding in the crowd to hide himself, and the words are full of a provocative taste, and they are ready to make the people around them dissatisfied with Meng Fan, so as to fight.

"Yes, you, a little turtle, dare to fight against me. You can see who is in front of you. Which one is not a tianjiao, can you look at it directly?"

At the same time, there was another whisper in a corner among the crowd. It was also invisible to the people, but the tone was full of sarcasm, and it was determined to pay attention to the crowd as a shield.

Even if Meng Fan is too strong, he cannot be able to fight against all the strong in the field. Once he makes a move, there will be too many people who offend him. Even if Meng Fan is physically strong, he will face a large group of strong in this place. If the siege is sieged, then it must be in a state of deep thought?

Hearing this, Meng Fan grinned and said softly,

"Tianjiao? Do you call these words!"

The voice fell, and at the same time Meng Fan's figure moved away from the void, stepping out of the sky in one step, and immediately came into the crowd in an instant, with his five fingers like electricity, grabbing forward.

"what!"

The crowd screamed, and this person looked terrified. He was obviously the one who had spoken before, but he never thought that his blood was hidden among so many people, and he was directly found by Meng Fan and locked in his breath.

With five fingers, Meng Fan grabbed the man's neck. The latter was a powerful person in the Profound Origin Realm and a black robe. Behind it, there was a strange symbol, which was the Demon Cloud Tower!

And this person is naturally a direct disciple from the Demon Cloud Tower, and suppressing all vitality fluctuations in this place, this person is like a chicken caught in Meng Fan's hand, and there is no resistance at all.

Snapped!

Aside from anything else, Meng Fan slapped more than a dozen rounds, slapped his entire bones into pieces, and threw it out like a dead dog.

A strong man in the Demon Cloud Tower looked like a terracotta dog in front of him, but Meng Fan did not hesitate, crossing the void in his figure, and heading straight to another direction in the field in the next moment.

"Where to go!"

In the crowd, there was also another disciple of the Demon Cloud Tower, but he was locked in by Meng Fan's breath while he was breathing, and his body strode to the meteor and came directly.

Suddenly, the disciple of the Demon Cloud Tower was pale, turned around and ran, but unfortunately the whole person was completely locked in by Meng Fan's breath, and he volleyed and kicked over.

Cack!

It was just a blow, a crisp sound, Meng Fan just kicked his waist volley, let his figure flew out fiercely under the powerful force, spurting out a big mouth of blood, and he was also a strong second-order Xuanyuan realm. It is a pity that there is no power to fight back now.

Under this scene, the heroes were shocked, their bodies avoided, and there was a deep jealousy in their eyes. I have to say that the name of this white-haired Shura... really deserves its reputation!

In an instant, Meng Fan strode out, his palms were like electricity, and he slashed in the air, in order to directly end the life of this Demon Cloud Tower disciple, the so-called Demon Cloud Tower was just a name before his eyes.

However, just between the volleys of Meng Fan's palms, the next moment the back was slightly cool, and at the same time, a sound of tearing the world between his ears made him suddenly turn around, and at the same time, he could see the flickering of the void, a silver color. The sword light slashed towards Meng Fan volley.

Under this blow, there was a kind of domineering that swept the world. The blade was sharp and smashed Meng Fan's head. The light of the knife released in an instant gave Meng Fan a feeling of trance. At the same time, he was here. A few words came between heaven and earth,

"I finally met... Meng Fan!"

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