"You are not from Yuanmeng Pavilion, are you Wang Fan?" Heba finally recognized Wang Fan.
He looked at Wang Fan, his eyes filled with shock, anger, disbelief, and a hint of fear and panic.
Heba never expected that he and his men would snipe the innate masters of Yuanmeng Pavilion here, and they would actually snipe Wang Fan.
He finally understood why the opponent's marksmanship was so good. According to rumors, Wang Fan was not only powerful, but also had divine marksmanship. It was not surprising that he had such marksmanship.
In the shadow of the tree of human fame, Wang Fan's reputation was too great, and it was a reputation built up from countless corpses. Even though Heba knew that Wang Fan had been seriously injured, she still couldn't help but feel a little scared when she really faced it.
The higher the strength and the higher the status, the more you will understand the terror of Wang Fan.
"There's so much nonsense." Wang Fan has no intention of talking nonsense to this guy. Once he attracts a large number of Daowumen or Yuanmeng Pavilion members, he won't be able to leave today.
He uttered four words, his whole body surged with energy, and he rushed towards Heba crazily.
He must kill Heba in the shortest time and leave here, otherwise there will be endless trouble.
Wang Fan's speed was extremely fast, he set off a strong wind, and instantly rushed in front of Heba. The wind of his fists danced, causing a roar, and he punched out eight punches in one breath.
"You bastard, I don't care if you are Wang Fan or not, but if you dare to kill my beloved General Heba, you must die today!"
When Heba saw Wang Fan rushing towards him, his eyelids twitched, a ferocious look appeared on his old face, and he rushed forward without any hesitation.
He was like a ferocious beast. As he surged with strength, his upper body clothes tore apart, revealing the familiar muscles underneath.
He could feel that Wang Fan's strength was not as terrifying as he imagined, as he was at the mid-level innate level, so he was fearless and simply launched the most direct confrontation with Wang Fan.
Bang bang bang bang.
The collision of the two fists made an earth-shattering sound, and ripples of energy flowed crazily around.
The sound of chi chi chi chi in the air was even more incessant.
After eight punches, Wang Fan was knocked away like a big bird with broken wings, and countless mouthfuls of blood mist spewed out from his mouth.
His face was completely pale, the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and even his fists had turned red, which was shocking.
Heba had the upper hand, and couldn't help but feel happy, grinning wildly, "Wang Fan, Heba, I thought you were so powerful, but after a long time you turned out to be just a show-off!"
"If you only have this ability, then you can die. Today, at the foot of the mountain here is the burial place of your Wang Fan!"
Heba laughed ferociously, his right leg suddenly touched the ground, and with a bang, as countless cracks appeared on the ground, he continued to pounce towards Wang Fan like a tiger.
The aura of the middle stage Xiantian completely exploded at this moment, and his face was full of murderous intent and ferociousness.
The momentum is fierce!
Be unreasonable and unforgiving!
Obviously, Heba was afraid of long nights and dreams, and didn't want to give Wang Fan a chance to breathe or make a comeback.
"If you want to kill me, Wang Fan, you have to see if you, Heba, have that ability!" Wang Fan also sneered, gritted his teeth and stood up, then rushed forward crazily with a puff of breath.
Resist to the death!
Bang!
The fists collided and another terrifying loud noise was made.
Wang Fan spurted out a large mouthful of blood and flew backwards again. His eyes were full of anger, unwillingness, and a trace of the cry of a tiger falling to the ground.
Heba laughed, "Skills? Of course I, Heba, have the skills!"
He pointed at Wang Fan, "Wang Fan, I admit that you are very powerful, very powerful. If you were at your peak, I, Heba, would
I am definitely no match for you, and I don’t even have the courage to fight you. If I see you, I will probably get as far away as possible."
"But now, the situation is different. You, Wang Fan, have been bombarded by artillery fire and besieged by countless masters. Now you are not even strong enough. How can you compete with me, Heba, who is in the middle stage of innateness?"
"So, today, you can only die! In the face of absolute strength, your struggle and resistance will be meaningless!"
Heba said with a ferocious smile, tapped the ground with her right leg again, and rushed towards Wang Fan crazily.
The momentum is crazy!
Wang Fan's eyelids twitched, he raised his breath suddenly, and raised his arms to block his chest.
Bang!
Almost as soon as he finished this action, Heba's powerful and heavy right leg viciously hit his arms.
Click!
There was a sound of bone breaking that was subtle but enough for both of them to hear. Heba's right leg pressed against Wang Fan's arms and continued to hit Wang Fan's chest.
Wang Fan spat out a large mouthful of blood again, and his whole body fell out, with his arms hanging down.
Horrible!
His eyes were full of anger, frustration, and unwillingness.
It seemed very intolerable that he would die in the hands of an ant like Heba.
"Not convinced? Aggrieved? Haha, it doesn't matter. I, Heba, can understand! After all, you, Wang Fan, are a fierce man at the peak of his innate nature, and you can destroy the entire Ouyan family with one person."
"A fierce man like you fell into the hands of a mediocre innate mid-level Heba today. Of course you will not be convinced."
"It's a pity that this is your life!"
"Die!"
Seeing Wang Fan's aggrieved expression, Heba felt even more happy.
No matter how powerful you are, Wang Fan, and you are famous for killing people, so what? Are you going to die in the hands of me, Heba?
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Heba was undoubtedly extremely proud of being able to kill a ruthless man like Wang Fan and witness Wang Fan's death with his own eyes.
Normally, he wouldn't even dare to dream about such a thing.
Heba smiled ferociously, still not giving Wang Fan any chance to breathe, and pounced on him crazily again.
While he was in mid-air, his big foot had already stepped down and kicked Wang Fan hard in the face.
Heba was obviously a little swollen, and he actually wanted to kill Wang Fan in such an almost humiliating way.
When Wang Fan saw this scene, his eyes finally lit up and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Isn't it just for this moment that he has endured the humiliation for so long?
Heba was too cautious before and never showed any flaws and did not give him a chance. Now, she finally gave him a chance.
Wang Fan frantically mobilized the remaining inner strength in his body, and his energy and spirit were completely concentrated.
Just when Heba was about to kick him in the face, he suddenly moved.
I saw his right hand shaking.
Whoosh.
The shadow knife struck directly at an almost tricky angle.
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A blood mist suddenly rose up, and the shadow knife went directly from bottom to top, slashing between Heba's legs, setting off a large piece of blood mist.
After Wang Fan struck out with this knife, he used his last strength and rolled sideways.
Bang!
Heba fell to the ground, her expression completely stiff, "Your hands, your hands..."
He was in disbelief. Aren't Wang Fan's arms broken? How could he make such a slash?
Wang Fan sat on the ground and took a few deep breaths, then got up with difficulty, pulled out the shadow knife from Heba, and left the place quickly.
He is really, really weak now. Not to mention Heba, I am afraid that as long as a big wolf dog appears, he will be killed.
This chapter has been completed!