"Wait." When Heba counted to two, Wang Fan finally couldn't help but speak.
His voice was a little weak, and he was obviously out of breath, "I can surrender, and I can also tell you how many people are still on the mountain, but how can I trust that you won't kill me?"
"If I tell you everything you want to know, and you still want to kill me in the end, won't I have nowhere to cry?"
Heba couldn't help but grin after hearing Wang Fan's words.
He is not afraid of Wang Fan being stubborn, but he is afraid that Wang Fan will not speak. As long as Wang Fan speaks, his goal will be achieved.
The reason why he didn't kill Wang Fan was that besides wanting to know what he wanted to know, there was another reason.
That is, Wang Fan's strength exceeded his expectations, and he wanted to take Wang Fan as a hostage, and then threaten the dreamer to come out.
According to Heba's idea, it was impossible for Wang Fan to avoid the previous round of shooting and survive, but Wang Fan survived.
This means that Wang Fan's strength is pretty good even among the innate experts in Yuanmeng Pavilion. ??
He can take Wang Fan and use it as a bargaining chip to lure the dreamer to show up.
Of course, this is because Heba doesn't understand the dreamer. If he knew that the dreamer didn't even care about the lives of his subordinates who were even halfway to the innate peak, he probably wouldn't think so.
"What do you want? How can you trust us? Although I, Heba, have killed countless people, I am still loyal. If I say one, I will never say two."
Heba raised her head, glanced in the direction of Wang Fan, and asked.
"I don't want to do anything. I only have one request. Let your people put away their weapons and then I go out. How about that?"
When Wang Fan said this, he coughed twice and his voice became even weaker, "After all, I am about to surrender. Isn't it inappropriate for you to treat me like this again?"
"That makes sense." Heba smiled. He looked at his men and ordered, "Put your weapons away."
When those people heard Heba's order, they put away their weapons without saying a word, without any hesitation.
"Are you satisfied now? Can you come out?" Heba looked at Wang Fan's direction again and said with a smile.
He was not afraid of Wang Fan playing tricks at all. In his eyes, in this situation, Wang Fan just allowed him to exist as a fishy person.
"Of course." Wang Fan slowly revealed his head, but the next second, he moved suddenly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Wang Fan shot out ten silver needles in one go. Nine of Heba's subordinates fell to the ground, and only one of them escaped.
That person is none other than Heba.
The moment Wang Fan took action, Heba's expression changed. He moved a small step to the left as quickly as possible. When his head tilted, the silver needle rubbed against the right side of his head.
A layer of skin.
"If you dare to play tricks on me, you are seeking death!" Heba's face suddenly turned ferocious, and she strode towards Wang Fan.
His body was filled with murderous intent.
Heba, who killed countless people in his life, has a great reputation. Today,
How can you endure being played by a Yuanmeng Pavilion ant?
These people present were all masters that he had carefully trained himself. Now that they were thrown to the ground by Wang Fan, it was simply unbearable.
Before, the reason why he did not let his subordinates enter Wang Fan's attack range was not because he was afraid of Wang Fan, but because of the safety of his subordinates.
The most important thing is that he has the idea of capturing Wang Fan alive, so he shouldn't push too hard.
But he never expected that just like that, he would be tricked by Wang Fan and kill nine of his subordinates in one breath.
It’s unbearable, it’s really unbearable!
He was also a little shocked. How could the people from Yuanmeng Pavilion be so powerful?
With such strength, they would probably have wiped out all the Daowu Sect companions above, right?
I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.
Wang Fan didn't expect Heba to be able to dodge his silver needle. Looking at Heba who came to kill him in anger, and feeling the aura on his body, Wang Fan's eyelids couldn't help but jump.
The middle stage of innateness!
It turned out to be the middle stage of innateness!!!
He instantly stopped thinking about continuing to shoot Heba's subordinates, and shot all the silver needles on his body at Heba in one go.
Five silver needles roared towards him, three of them were dodged by Heba, and two of them hit his body directly.
Two silver needles shot at Heba. Although Heba was not seriously injured, Heba still suffered some minor injuries.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh.
As his strength plummeted, his movements could no longer keep up with his consciousness. If he were at his peak, at least four of his five silver needles would be able to hit Heba.
Moreover, even if Heba did not die, he would still be seriously injured. He would not be like now, with only minor injuries.
Of course, if he was at his peak, Wang Fan would not need to use a silver needle at all and could kill Heba with just one knife.
But now, saying this is of no use at all.
"You bastard, you dare to play with me, Heba. If I, Heba, don't crush you to ashes today, I will not be a human being!"
Heba felt the burning sting on her forehead, veins popped out, and she became even more crazy.
He roared and rushed towards Wang Fan.
Just like an evil tiger attacking a sheep!
How could Wang Fan face Heba head-on? He dodged and killed Heba's subordinates directly.
When the subordinates saw this, their expressions changed drastically.
Wang Fan rushed in front of them in an instant, waving his fists and feet, arousing violent energy, and started a crazy attack.
There was a series of boom-boom-boom sounds, and after more than ten minutes, all Heba's subordinates fell to the ground, no longer capable of fighting.
At this point, Heba's twenty-one generals were completely wiped out.
Wang Fan overthrew the last person, and then turned back to look at Heba, with strong murderous intent also blooming in his eyes.
King versus king! "Wait a minute." When Heba counted to two, Wang Fan finally couldn't help but speak.
His voice was a little weak, and he was obviously out of breath, "I can surrender, and I can also tell you how many people are still on the mountain, but how can I trust that you won't kill me?"
"If I tell you everything you want to know, and you still want to kill me in the end, won't I have nowhere to cry?"
Heba couldn't help but grin after hearing Wang Fan's words.
He is not afraid of Wang Fan being stubborn, but he is afraid that Wang Fan will not speak. As long as Wang Fan speaks, his goal will be achieved.
The reason why he didn't kill Wang Fan was that besides wanting to know what he wanted to know, there was another reason.
That is, Wang Fan's strength exceeded his expectations, and he wanted to take Wang Fan as a hostage, and then threaten the dreamer to come out.
According to Heba's idea, it was impossible for Wang Fan to avoid the previous round of shooting and survive, but Wang Fan survived.
This means that Wang Fan's strength is pretty good even among the innate experts in Yuanmeng Pavilion.
He can take Wang Fan and use it as a bargaining chip to lure the dreamer to show up.
Of course, this is because Heba doesn't understand the dreamer. If he knew that the dreamer didn't even care about the lives of his subordinates who were even halfway to the innate peak, he probably wouldn't think so.
"What do you want? How can you trust us? Although I, Heba, have killed countless people, I am still loyal. If I say one, I will never say two."
Heba raised her head, glanced in the direction of Wang Fan, and asked.
"I don't want to do anything. I only have one request. Let your people put away their weapons and then I go out. How about that?"
When Wang Fan said this, he coughed twice and his voice became even weaker, "After all, I am about to surrender. Isn't it inappropriate for you to treat me like this again?"
"That makes sense." Heba smiled. He looked at his men and ordered, "Put your weapons away."
When those people heard Heba's order, they put away their weapons without saying a word, without any hesitation.
"Are you satisfied now? Can you come out?" Heba looked at Wang Fan's direction again and said with a smile.
He was not afraid of Wang Fan playing tricks at all. In his eyes, in this situation, Wang Fan just allowed him to exist as a fishy person.
"Of course." Wang Fan slowly revealed his head, but the next second, he moved suddenly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Wang Fan shot out ten silver needles in one go. Nine of Heba's subordinates fell to the ground, and only one of them escaped.
That person is none other than Heba.
The moment Wang Fan took action, Heba's expression changed. He moved a small step to the left as quickly as possible. When his head tilted, the silver needle rubbed against the right side of his head.
A layer of skin.
"If you dare to play tricks on me, you are seeking death!" Heba's face suddenly turned ferocious, and she strode towards Wang Fan.
His body was filled with murderous intent.
Heba, who killed countless people in his life, has a great reputation. Today,
How can you endure being played by a Yuanmeng Pavilion ant?
These people present were all masters that he had carefully trained himself. Now that they were thrown to the ground by Wang Fan, it was simply unbearable.
Before, the reason why he did not let his subordinates enter Wang Fan's attack range was not because he was afraid of Wang Fan, but because of the safety of his subordinates.
The most important thing is that he has the idea of capturing Wang Fan alive, so he shouldn't push too hard.
But he never expected that just like that, he would be tricked by Wang Fan and kill nine of his subordinates in one breath.
It’s unbearable, it’s really unbearable!
He was also a little shocked. How could the people from Yuanmeng Pavilion be so powerful?
With such strength, they would probably have wiped out all the Daowu Sect companions above, right?
I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.
Wang Fan didn't expect Heba to be able to dodge his silver needle. Looking at Heba who came to kill him in anger, and feeling the aura on his body, Wang Fan's eyelids couldn't help but jump.
The middle stage of innateness!
It turned out to be the middle stage of innateness!!!
He instantly stopped thinking about continuing to shoot Heba's subordinates, and shot all the silver needles on his body at Heba in one go.
Five silver needles roared towards him, three of them were dodged by Heba, and two of them hit his body directly.
Two silver needles shot at Heba. Although Heba was not seriously injured, Heba still suffered some minor injuries.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh.
As his strength plummeted, his movements could no longer keep up with his consciousness. If he were at his peak, at least four of his five silver needles would be able to hit Heba.
Moreover, even if Heba did not die, he would still be seriously injured. He would not be like now, with only minor injuries.
Of course, if he was at his peak, Wang Fan would not need to use a silver needle at all and could kill Heba with just one knife.
But now, saying this is of no use at all.
"You bastard, you dare to play with me, Heba. If I, Heba, don't crush you to ashes today, I will not be a human being!"
Heba felt the burning sting on her forehead, veins popped out, and she became even more crazy.
He roared and rushed towards Wang Fan.
Just like an evil tiger attacking a sheep!
How could Wang Fan face Heba head-on? He dodged and killed Heba's subordinates directly.
When the subordinates saw this, their expressions changed drastically.
Wang Fan rushed in front of them in an instant, waving his fists and feet, arousing violent energy, and started a crazy attack.
There was a series of boom-boom-boom sounds, and after more than ten minutes, all Heba's subordinates fell to the ground, no longer capable of fighting.
At this point, Heba's twenty-one generals were completely wiped out.
Wang Fan overthrew the last person, and then turned back to look at Heba, with strong murderous intent also blooming in his eyes.