Xu Fei and others watched as Zhuang Fan killed the Golden Jubilee Holy Son as easily as he crushed an ant, and the faces of the three of them all showed indescribable shock.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and wished they could pop their eyeballs out, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.
The three people seemed to have been struck by countless thunder and lightning, standing there in a daze, like stupid geese. Zhuang Fan couldn't laugh or cry at this stupid look. He didn't expect that he was the descendant of the Nine Great Bandits.
Xu Fei and others were actually shocked and speechless one day.
Isn't it just killing a holy son of Jinqi? It's not like he killed the ancient emperor. Is it so shocking to do something like this that can be done with hands? It's really rare and strange. It makes him seem to have done something extraordinary and shocking.
Things are the same.
"Please put away the look of shock on your faces. We are going to attack the Jinqi tribe's lair next. If you still look like this, wouldn't it mean that you have fallen into the trap of the Nine Great Bandits?"
His name?"
Shuangfan said with a smile.
He stared at Xu Fei and others with complete eyes.
These three guys are the descendants of the Nine Great Bandits.
He is the kind of person who is not afraid of anything.
But this time, he was shocked and speechless.
Completely conquered.
At this time, the eyes of the three people all returned to normal color, but the shock deep in the eyes was still spreading, and it would not dissipate in a short time.
"Brother, I have never served anyone in my life. Today you are one of a kind. You can kill a powerful person who is a great sage and has reached the top level. You are as easy and casual as a shark killing a chicken. I finally opened my eyes today."
The unscrupulous voice was full of emotion and exclamation.
Staring at them with complicated eyes.
There are all kinds of mixed feelings in my heart, as if I have knocked over the five-flavor bottle.
The two of them are similar in age, and he is even much older than Zhuangfan. However, there is a huge gap in combat power and strength between the two. It is like a chasm in the sky. Even if he is allowed to practice for another 10 years, he may not be able to reach it.
Zhuang Fan's current combat strength.
Thinking about this gap makes people feel helpless and hopeless.
Originally, he thought that he was an absolute genius for being able to advance to the Saint King or even the Great Saint Realm at his current age, but it wasn't until he met a perverted guy like Zhuang Fan that he realized how naive he was before.
There is really a difference between people.
He looked at ordinary people like ants, and monsters like Decoration probably had the same thought when they looked at him.
This feeling was not very deep before?
After all, no matter how strong the enemy you encounter, there is still a limit. If you join forces, you can still kill them.
But when you encounter a guy like Zhuang Fan, you will never win the battle just because of the strength of the people.
If you want to kill him, you have to use the human sea tactic and drag him to death with endless lives.
Otherwise, there is only a dead end waiting for these people.
If you fight alone, no matter how many people come, when you encounter a pervert like Zhuang Fan, Calabash Boy will definitely save grandpa and give away unlimited lives.
"Why do you admire me? Isn't this a basic operation? Let's quickly clean up the traces of the battle here, and later go to the building ship to meet the famous Eight Beauties of Qinhuai.
Able to move the world with her red sleeves and attract countless geniuses to flock to her, no matter from which aspect, the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai can be regarded as a strange woman."?
Zhuang Fan said.
Then countless divine powers emerged from his palm.
Pieces of extremely bright and dazzling divine light were formed, instantly covering the surrounding misty river water, cleaning up all the pieces of meat floating on the water, corpses, and blood mixed in the river water.
Then, the figures of the four people rose into the sky and turned into streaks of light, like meteors falling to the ground or like a rainbow crossing the sky, flying towards the building ship not far away.?
"The four young masters can stand out among the many geniuses. They are definitely among the few. My young lady has been waiting for the ceremony for a long time. Please come with me."
As Zhuang Fan and others descended on the building boat, a maid with a graceful figure, peerless appearance, and very ethereal temperament, who looked like a fairy on the clouds in the sky, came up to them.
After Yingying gave a salute, she spoke in an extremely clear voice.
The melodious sound is like an oriole, like a ball on a jade plate, or like the fairy voice from heaven descending into the world. It echoes in everyone's ears and lingers for a long time, making people feel ecstatic and confused.
Immediately afterwards, the maid took steps, her body swaying like a willow in the wind, graceful and graceful, leading Zhuang Fan and others towards a palace not far away.
It didn't take long.
A few people came to the place.
Didn't stop too much.
Then he followed the maid into the main hall.
"Miss Qinyin, these four young masters are the first to board the ship. They have already passed the test of boarding the ship and talking about wine."
The maid's voice sounded again, and she knelt on the ground respectfully, as if on a pilgrimage, and said to the figure behind a beaded curtain.
"Well, I already know. I'll show the four young masters their seats, serve them spiritual tea and spiritual fruits, and let me handle the rest. You can go down first."
Qin Yin, who was sitting behind the bamboo curtain, said.
There was a hint of otherworldly smoke and fire in that cold voice.
Like the snow lotus on the vast iceberg, proudly independent and aloof. Not stained by the dust of the world, not tasting the pain of the mortal world.
Even with the sword of wind, frost, and snow attached to him, he is still neither humble nor arrogant, standing proudly in the wind and snow, without any intention of living in the world.
This extremely strange temperament made Zhuang Huan and Xu Fei slightly stunned by the deep affection in their eyes.
I never thought that Miss Qinyin, one of the eight beauties of Qinhuai who was famous far and wide, would look like an iceberg beauty.
It is not at all like what the outside world has rumored. All the eight beauties of Qinhuai are passionate, extremely charming female fairies who possess many souls and suck people's essence and blood.
Everyone has their own temperament, uniqueness, and their own merits, just like the snowflakes that have always fallen. Although there are hundreds of millions of snowflakes falling at the same time, covering every place in the world, but among these snowflakes, there is no
One slice is the same.
"Young masters, please take a seat. It is our honor to be able to invite outstanding human beings and young geniuses like you into the building ship today."
"The four young masters will sip spiritual tea and eat spiritual fruits here for the time being. After everyone has arrived, we can start drinking wine and talk about eternal life together."
Miss Qinyin's voice came again.
I don't know if it was due to an illusion or preconceptions, but the coldness in his voice became more intense at this time.