"Hand over the bow, and I will spare your life." Kong Chanzi's eyes turned red and he slowly took a step forward. Qinghua layman also took a step forward. The remaining three mysterious infants surrounded Chen Fan tightly, but they
Neither dared to act rashly.
With two bows, the two of them had been shot until they vomited blood and could hardly stand, let alone what happened afterward.
Who can stand this?
They also cherish their lives. It is not worth it to use the lives of three Xuan Yings for a mere Taoist weapon. And they all have their own agendas. There is only one Taoist weapon, so who is willing to take it?
I am destined to make wedding clothes for others?
Even if Chen Fan could only shoot the last arrow, they would not dare to test the power of this arrow rashly.
"Back off, back off!" Chen Fan's eyes turned red, and like a madman, he threatened the three Xuan Infants with Dao weapons. However, these three Xuan Infants were feared by Chen Fan and did not dare to act rashly.
This is really crazy, "I said, back off!" Chen Fan roared, his pupils bloodshot.
Sweat poured down my back.
Kong Chanzi stiffened and was in a stalemate with Qinghua layman. Kong Chanzi took a deep breath and said with a cold smile, "Chen Fan, how long can you hold on? Stop resisting stubbornly. You really can't bear this arrow."
Can you pull it open?"
Kong Chanzi slowly took a step forward, and the overwhelming pressure slowly invaded Chen Fan.
Chen Fan was nervous. The huge power of Xuan Ying's power could even destroy Chen Fan's will in an instant. Just relying on coercion, he made Chen Fan kneel down. Since ancient times, those who threatened Xuan Ying with holding pills were almost Tian Fang Ye.
Tan.
It can be said that if it weren't for the power of the Taoist weapon in his hand that blocked Chen Fan from their pressure, it would have been impossible for Chen Fan to compete with them.
And not only that, in the sky, the huge soul of the Taoist weapon was uncertain and was about to be destroyed.
The other Baodans were all sweating for Chen Fan. Chen Fan's behavior today was so crazy.
As long as they react a little, Chen Fan will die without any loss of life today.
"Do you really want to do this?" layman Qinghua also took a step forward and said in a cold voice.
These three are all heroes of the generation, and Xuan Ying is so powerful. How could they be scared off by Chen Fan so easily? What's more, Chen Fan can't draw the third bow.
He slowly surrounded Chen Fan, and the circle became tighter and tighter.
As long as there is a glitch, Chen Fan will definitely die.
"Bah!"
Just when these people were about to do something strange, Chen Fan suddenly roared. This threat alone could not deter them. Chen Fan pressed his palm on the bowstring again. This time, Chen Fan's eyesight went dark, and a large amount of blood flowed into his body.
The golden blood was peeled away.
Countless golden blood poured into the bowstring, and once again, the peak power exploded!
"Wow"
Chen Fan's eyesight was dim, but he could no longer vomit blood. When the third bow was pulled open, Chen Fan's skin and flesh sank at a speed visible to the naked eye. His skin began to become wrinkled, and he looked like a mummy.
, before drawing the two bows, almost half of the true blood in Chen Fan's body was drained.
And this bow almost wiped Chen Fan clean!
The golden blood was extracted from the blood vessels, and Chen Fan's body immediately shriveled up. Due to excessive ischemia, his eyeballs turned black. It took him a long time to regain his brightness, and another pinnacle of power burst out from the Meteor Emperor's Bow.
The Meteor Emperor's bow trembled, the power of this bow string had reached its extreme!
The third time, it broke out!
"Chen Fan!" Black Rose almost rushed forward, her face was as white as snow, and she grabbed Chen Fan's arm. Chen Fan was working hard today! Whether it was threatening Xuan Ying or pulling the bow three times, he was risking his life.
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Even those Baodan people who usually consider themselves heroes couldn't help but change their faces when they saw Chen Fan's behavior today.
Chen Fan is called "crazy"!
"You..." With a swipe, the three mysterious infants Qinghua Layman and Kong Chanzi all retreated. Their whole bodies felt as if their hair was exploding, their brows were covered in sweat, and they did not dare to get even closer to Chen Fan.
This madman really drew his bow again!
But this time, Chen Fan pulled and refused to let go.
It's not that Chen Fan doesn't want to let go, but that he can't let go. Once Chen Fan lets go of his bow, the Taoist weapon will fall into a deep sleep, and these people will no longer be afraid of Chen Fan in the slightest. If they want to kill Chen Fan, they will only
A moment.
Chen Fan would not empty out the last bullet in his magazine.
Even threatening three people with one bullet is ridiculous in itself.
"Calm down, calm down!" layman Qinghua shouted. When Chen Fan pointed the bowstring at him, he was sweating profusely. He didn't want to take this bow. When he died, so would this Taoist weapon.
It's someone else's, and he's not stupid.
Kong Chanzi even retreated far away, and no one came close.
At this juncture, approaching this Chen Fan, isn't this looking for death?
"Gulu." The three Xuanying swallowed in unison.
To shoot an arrow, or not to shoot an arrow?
If Chen Fan shoots the arrow, one of the three of them will die. If he doesn't shoot the arrow, they won't be able to capture Chen Fan at all.
Chen Fan's bow was drawn like this, which completely shocked them.
"Back off, back off!" Chen Fan roared, but his body swayed from time to time. His vision went dark for a while, and then returned to light. Chen Fan also knew that this was because his body was almost reaching its limit.
Due to the fatigue and the mental torture, Chen Fan was almost reaching the extreme.
The bow string in Chen Fan's hand was pointed at this, and then at that. For a moment, none of the three people dared to step forward.
No one dares to try how deadly this 'bullet' is.
Chen Fan remained in a stalemate like this for a full three hours. He was sweating profusely and almost lost all strength. The muscles on his right arm were swollen and swollen, as if they were about to burst.
Chen Fan's hand holding the bowstring was trembling.
"Chen Fan, you can't hold it anymore, can you?" Kong Chanzi was panting like an ox, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was extremely nervous.
"Stop holding on, you can't hold on."
"Back off!!!"
Kong Chanzi tried to take a step forward, but Chen Fan yelled again, frightening him back.
Kong Chanzi looked ugly.
Knowing that Chen Fan was at the end of his fight, no one dared to interrupt him.
Are you really going to be unable to hold on anymore?
Chen Fan suspected that he was almost completely exhausted. He kept pulling the bow string, and Chen Fan kept losing blood. It was already commendable that he could persist to this point.
Three people, including Kong Chanzi and Qinghua layman, watched eagerly and surrounded Chen Fan because they had noticed that Chen Fan was almost out of strength and had almost completely lost his fighting power.
The bow string was about to loosen. Chen Fan was really exhausted, and his whole vision went completely black.