The third thousand and fourteenth chapter: Dedicated to the old Yinbi!
"Hook on the fish!"
Through the light curtain, the little wild man saw that it was a upper level that was quite powerful than Chang Daojun's strength.
"Beauty you want, you have to hit yourself!"
While passing Zhao Fan, he stared at the king of the heavens in a panic, and immediately turned to escape in the opposite direction!
"Stupid, I thought I was watching, can you run?"
The eyes of the anti -Tian Daojun drama fell on Zhao Fan. To be precise, he was holding a sword that he held.
"You, we have no grievances, why do we fight for me?"
Zhao Fan was jealous and stopped, and his hands holding the sword against the sky trembled.
"Remember my title, Da Tian Daojun, if there is a life, welcome to revenge!"
Batian Daojun did not put Zhao Fan in his eyes at all. His ten fingers pulled in the void, and the indestructible cage was raised as he took root, stretched out to the sky, and approached step by step, and said with a smile: "Your
Sword, I want, your life, I also accept it! "
Although the opponent's chaotic warfare is the quality of the sky, but even the better four -step warfare can not be comparable. At first glance, it was lucky to escape when he was attacked. The war armor was broken.
"Batian Daojun?"
Zhao Fan's pupils shrank, and said: "Jiu Yang's name."
"Oh?" Batian Daojun froze slightly, and he was only famous in his own territory, so he asked subconsciously: "Are you also from a bergamot?"
"right!"
Zhao Fan nodded and said: "When I asked the Pavilion to auction, I also saw your will, but at that time, it was only four steps of Daojun, and there was no sense of presence."
"Since it is from the same territory, then I will spare you for your life." Da Tian Daojun thought about it, and threw out an ordinary anti -Sky War knife, saying, "Give me your knife, this stay, this stay, this stay, this stay, this stay, this stay, this stay, this stay, this stay, this stay, stay,
Give you a defense. "
Zhao Fan was crying and laughing. I didn't expect that this Da Taojun was quite kind.
"Brother Battian, not the younger brother, but this knife has a story." Zhao Fan tightened the sword in the sky.
"Story? Listen." Batian Taojun looked at Zhao Fan interested.
"Please look at the knife handle."
Zhao Fan controlled the void in front of the sword in front of the sky, attracting the eyes of the heavenly Taoist monarch.
"Where is this handle?" Bai Tiandao watched and asked in doubt.
Suddenly.
The emperor's name shows it in Zhao Fan's hands!
Extremely a knife!
From the appearance of the knife, to the light of the knife, the Da Tiandaojun was caught off guard, and before he had time to lift his hands, he was cut off by the waist!
The body of Batian Daojun was instantly combined, but the breath was a lot of weakness, and it was obviously fell into the hit. He looked at Zhao Fan in shock and angrily: "You ..."
"What are you!"
Zhao Fan followed his eyes and cut the nine knives. When he recovered as soon as he was, the heavenly Taoist monarch was embarrassed, and his nine was shocking knife mouth. As for the chaotic warfare, he had lost eight pieces to the ground!
"One -step secret? Can I break my defense and hit it seriously?" Batian Daojun was shocked, and cold sweat was dripping on his face. The white robe figure was like a lamb that could be slaughtered casually.
To swallow the lion!
And Zhao Fan, while the Tiandao Jun was shocked, did not want to miss this opportunity, after all, the other party reacted and would escape.
Therefore, he flew forward, fell with a knife, passed through Ba Tian Daojun's body, nailed him to the ground, and then said with a smile: "I won't kill you, but... hand over all the treasures and resources."