Wang Fan's move not only disrupted the rhythm of the two heaven-level experts, but also made those dead soldiers miserable.
Those dead soldiers wanted to resist Wang Fan, but their strength was not at the same level at all, and they could not escape the fate of being treated as sandbags.
Seeing this, the other dead soldiers no longer dared to stay where they were, and began to flee in all directions, causing the whole house to panic.
It's just that no matter how fast they were, they were still far behind Wang Fan. In the end, they were picked up by an eagle and thrown out with a swish.
"asshole!"
"mean!"
"If you have the ability to duel with me in an honest and fair manner, what is your ability to play such a trick?"
The two heaven-level experts screamed angrily. They kept picking up the dead soldiers of the Zhong family to prevent them from falling to death, and yelled at Wang Fan.
"With so many of you beating the three of us, it's not despicable. I am the winner and the loser. If you can, why don't you hit me too?"
Wang Fan, however, had a look of disdain on his face and was still banging there crazily.
Not long after, dozens of dead soldiers of the Zhong family were all smashed out and thrown into a corner by two heaven-level experts.
The eyes of those dead soldiers of the Zhong family showed aggrieved expressions. They were masters and had dignity.
Now that he has become a sandbag, how can he not be angry?
The two heaven-level experts' arms were sore and they were full of anger!
Whoosh!
Another sound came, and a black shadow smashed towards the early-stage heaven-level old man at an extremely fast speed.
"Asshole!" He swore harshly and subconsciously spread his arms to pick it up, but soon, his expression changed.
This is not a dead soldier, the clothes are different.
"Old Wu, be careful."
"That's Wang Fan."
At the same time, Zhong Wanli and Zhong Daliang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he opened his mouth to scream as a reminder, but it was too late.
With a bang, Wang Fan's whole body was knocked into Wu Lao's arms, and at the same time he punched Wu Lao fiercely.
Wu Lao's expression changed with horror, his whole body's energy surged crazily, and his innate energy surged out in an instant, trying to stop him.
But his hasty action,
How could he stop Wang Fan's ready thunderous strike?
boom!
Wang Fan's right fist hit Wu Lao's chest like a cannonball. With a click, Wu Lao's chest and ribs exploded in an instant, and several meters of blood mist spewed out of his mouth.
However, as a heaven-level expert, his reaction was not comparable to that of those who died in the Zhong family.
The moment he was hit hard in the chest, he endured the stinging pain and suddenly used one hand to control Wang Fan violently. The other hand turned into a withered claw and grabbed Wang Fan's head. His eyes were full of ferocious lust.
The murderous intention of blood.
Wang Fan felt Wu Lao's movements, with a flash of disdain in his eyes. He turned slightly to avoid Wu Lao's withered claws.
laugh.
Wu Laoku grabbed Wang Fan's shoulder with his claws and tore out a piece of flesh, exposing the bleeding bones.
Wang Fan grinned, his movements did not stop, and he punched Wu Lao's Dantian again.
"Oh no!"
Wu Lao's expression changed greatly. He did not expect that Wang Fan would react so quickly. Even if he did not die, the pain of tearing flesh would not be affected at all.
Facing Wang Fan's fierce punch, he wanted to dodge, but he couldn't. He wanted to fight back, but it was too late.
flutter!
Wang Fan's fist penetrated the air and hit Wu Lao's Dantian with an unstoppable force.
laugh!
With a spurt of blood mist, Wu Lao was thrown away and fell to the ground, no longer capable of fighting.
Another heaven-level powerhouse, useless!
"Ah!" Mr. Wu screamed in pain. He had practiced hard for decades and finally reached the heavenly level. But now his strength was abolished. He was so disgusted!
However, no matter how much you hate, everything is irreversible.
Zhong Pengcheng and Zhong Daliang looked at this scene and felt their hands and feet getting cold.
Three Heavenly Levels faced off against Wang Fan. What a huge formation, but now Wang Fan effortlessly defeated two of them. They finally felt the impact.
disturbed.
If Wang Fan had to pay a big price for abolishing two Heavenly Levels, they would still be able to accept it, but now...
Wang Fan ignored the deposed Wu Lao, let alone Zhong Pengcheng, Zhong Daliang and several other grasshoppers, but turned to look at the mid-level old man.
Three heaven-level people, two were deposed, this person is no longer a concern.
"Boy, you are despicable." The hair of the heaven-level old man stood on end, and his murderous intent was overwhelming. The actual murderous intent made everyone feel as if a piece of gravel was pressing on their chests.
Wang Fan curled his lips, said nothing nonsense, and rushed towards him.
He was speechless at the old man's behavior. If it were him, he would have already killed Wu Lao when he was dead.
But this old man is still threatening to rely on his old age, which is really funny.
Wang Fan quickly rushed to the old man's side, and the two started fighting crazily.
The sound of rumbling and rumbling is endless.
The heaven-level old man was very shocked. He had never thought that Wang Fan had such terrifying fighting power. What was even more shocking to him was that Wang Fan's strength was not yet at the heaven level.
A storm stirred up in his heart. It was not like he had never seen ruthless people before, and it was not like he had never seen people who challenged him beyond the level.
But for someone as ruthless as Wang Fan, he has never heard of him, let alone seen him. If this spreads out, it will definitely cause madness.
When did such a monster appear in the world? Did it come from there?
Thinking of this, the angry mood of the heaven-level old man gradually stabilized. Wang Fan is such a monster. Once he loses his mind, he is likely to capsize in the gutter.
The two fought again for dozens of rounds and then separated.
Wang Fan already looked a little embarrassed.
He received dozens of punches and kicks on his body, and there were bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth. Obviously, he didn't get any benefits from the previous battle.
Although the old man is no longer as calm as before, he is dozens of times better than Wang Fan.
Make a decision.
In the middle stage of heaven level, he is two levels higher than Wang Fan. He is not that easy to deal with.
Paid.
In addition, Wang Fan lost 30 to 40% of his combat power in the previous battle, and the battle became even more difficult.
Zhong Pengcheng, Zhong Daliang and other Zhong family members looked at this scene and their hearts ignited hope again.
Although their losses today were somewhat huge, as long as Wang Fan died, they could barely accept it.
What they were afraid of was that even with so much loss, they would not be able to kill Wang Fan.
"With such age and strength, you are indeed very extraordinary. If you hadn't killed so many people in my Zhong family, I would have invited you to join the Zhong family."
"It's a pity that everything is irreversible. You will still die in the end." The heaven-level old man took a breath, regained some of his strength, and charged towards Wang Fan again.
He has seen that Wang Fan is at the end of his battle, and he wants to take down Wang Fan in one go.
Wang Fan didn't speak, but quickly backed away and calculated the distance between the two.
At a certain moment, just when the old man was about to rush in front of him, he suddenly waved his right hand, and a series of silver needles came out.
The whistling silver needle pierced the air, causing everyone to cover their ears.
Zhong Pengcheng and others became even more angry and went crazy.
Damn, you actually used a hidden weapon?
mean!
However, Wang Fan's silver needles and Wang Fan's needles turned into a joke at this moment in front of this middle-level old man.
He just turned slightly sideways, and the silver needle flew past him without touching his body at all.
powerful!
Powerful indeed!
"It's a small trick." The heaven-level old man curled his lips in disdain and pressed towards Wang Fan again.
But at this moment, a ray of light flashed, and the old man's figure suddenly stopped on the spot, and his eyes suddenly widened into copper bells.
He looked at Wang Fan in disbelief, his eyes flashing with disbelief.
He took a hard look at his Dantian and slowly fell to the ground, completely crippled.
I saw a faint knife edge appearing on his Dantian.
This chapter has been completed!