A familiar voice came.

Wang Han turned his head.

Nangong Bodhisattva clasped his hands and came towards this direction.

There were three people behind him.

One of them is a senior martial artist in the Zhenlong Pavilion codenamed Yangshen, and he is also the master of the Iron Man Meng Bizhi, Ziyang Zhenren.

There is also Zhao Kui, a veteran in the army who is codenamed the God of War in Zhenlong Pavilion.

The last one is a super invincible old sepi who is a famous and unreliable expert in the world. He was once the first person under the Martial God of Zhenlong Pavilion and is now the first person in Zhenlong Pavilion for paddling, Fengshen Fengmanlou!

The four of them showed up.

Under the three belts and one, the demonic shadow was overwhelmed and had already dissipated before it rushed in front of Wang Han.

Wang Han and Fan Yangping are too far apart.

After all, the power of long-distance attacks is greatly reduced.

"Senior Nangong! Mr. Zhao, Mr. Feng, Zhenren!"

Wang Han greeted several people.

See you again.

Wang Han found that the realms of these people had improved to varying degrees.

Although it is far less improved than these old gangsters from the Shilao Society, compared to many ordinary people, they have achieved a qualitative leap in their realm.

These few months of retreat have been of great benefit to everyone.

Wang Han could only see a few people with his naked eyes.

There is only one Ziyang Zhenren who is halfway to the Yuan Dynasty.

But Nangong Bodhisattva gave Wang Han a strange feeling. He could feel Nangong Bodhisattva's vigorous vitality and blood.

It’s hard to tell how Zhao Kui feels to people.

If the wind fills the building.

I won’t press the button for now.

I saw a few people from Zhenlong Pavilion suddenly appearing.

The slight joy that appeared on the faces of Fan Yangping and others disappeared.

"Zhenlong Pavilion! Why did another Zhenlong Pavilion appear? Who the hell did you provoke!"

Ran Kun, who really couldn't stand it any longer, asked angrily.

Not only Ran Kun wanted to ask, Fan Yangping also wanted to ask what the hell was going on.

Regret has gradually emerged in his heart now.

I regret that my eyes should be higher than my head and everything else.

Before, I thought the boat had capsized in the gutter.

Take a look now.

This damn thing just kicked the iron plate.

He glanced at Wang Han from a distance.

The reason why we can fight for so long.

The magic power is only one aspect, the more important aspect is that these people want to catch people alive.

A group of big guys captured a few of them alive for the sake of a younger generation.

The degree of respect for this younger generation's status is self-evident.

He was envious and jealous.

Fan Yangping turned his head with difficulty and looked in one direction.

After the walking dead arrived, the five of them held on to their last glimmer of hope.

I hope the one in the dark can come forward.

As long as that person comes forward.

Today they can escape unscathed!

After all, that person’s identity and strength are displayed there!

These walking zombies came in just as a test!

Fan Yangping was now silently praying in his heart that this man would not come up with any more tricks.

His little heart really couldn't hold it anymore.

There are so many strong men, let alone challenge them in the Juyi Alliance.

Going to challenge the Shanhe Association would be impossible as long as the president doesn't take action.

The fight between the two sides completely entered a fever pitch.

But wait until it heats up.

This battle will come to a perfect end.

Five people from Fan Yangping have been injured one after another.

Xuanyuan Yufeng and his party took action frequently with a cat-and-mouse attitude.

The man in black robe stared at the bronze mirror in his hand.

The swing of the hanging pen increased from side to side.

The girl next to her took a vicious mouthful of turkey noodles mixed with watermelon juice and turned her back to Wang Han.

"Again! I'm so mad! I'll explode if you look at it again!"

He opened his mouth and took a big mouthful.

"wrong!"

"What's wrong?" The man in black robe turned his head and took a look.

"It feels like I'm about to launch again!"

"...."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the toilet now!"

The girl rubbed her belly.

"Why?"

"The one who really lurks in the dark is about to show up!"

The man in black robe looked at the bronze mirror that gradually turned red over the course of a week, "I'm afraid he's a strong man in the Chaoyuan Realm!"

The girl licked her lips and scraped the spicy oil from her lips with her teeth.

"I think we should wait and see! They have so many strong men. If they don't keep it together, there will be a Chaoyuan Realm finale! Anyway, my intuition is that they must have some back-ups!"

The man in black robe holds the bronze mirror.

Staring at Wang Han in the distance.

It's also a bit unclear.

"We still have to be ready to take action! After all, this is our duty!"

"You just said that you are a strong man in the Chaoyuan Realm. Looking at the situation, if you don't protect yourself well, you will become a demon. Then you will be completely unable to fight. Should we seek support in advance?"

The man in black robe pondered for a moment.

"Send a message to Zhuma and ask him to lead people here! Hurry!"

Wang Han observed the walking corpses rushing behind him.

Those people are like puppets without a soul.

Since it is a puppet, there is always someone secretly pulling the strings.

Wang Han can think of this, Xuanyuan Yufeng and the others can naturally think of it.

The strength of Fan Yangping's group was mostly in the middle half-step of the Yuan Dynasty, but after being demonized, their strength increased greatly, and the five of them formed an formation and their resistance was doubled.

If he had the ability to fight alone, several people on Xuanyuan Yufeng's side could kill him alone.

But it's a lot more difficult for them to join forces.

Now eleven to five, the number of people is 2.02 times.

If Wang Han hadn't wanted to survive, the battle would have been resolved before those walking dead came.

There is a palpitating smell in the air.
To be continued...