In anger, Waguo was very irrational. He didn't even dodge, but directly waved his huge fist and punched the opponent's gun tip. This punch carried almost all of his strength, and the wind of the fist was strong.
The sweep made the gun handle buzz and tremble, but the force of the shock transmitted from the big iron gun was equally astonishing.
With the "click" explosion, Waguo's bony fingers seemed to be broken. His body was like a heavy tank, flying upside down and hitting the ground. The purple-haired middle-aged man shook his hands and unloaded
After getting rid of the huge force transmitted from the gun body, he took a step back lightly, with a sarcastic smile still in his eyes.
"This is the consequences of opposing us. But fortunately, your sister is not dead yet. As long as you are willing to hand over that old thing, we can naturally let your sister go. Otherwise, our second young master will kill your sister."
Use it as a reward and send it to those dead soldiers..."
"I'm going to kill you, kill you..." Waguo roared with grief and indignation, his voice was crying blood, extremely ferocious and miserable. He quickly got up, his right arm had been shattered, and he could not swing it at all.
, but his left fist was still clenched tightly, as if he was going to fight for his life at any time.
At this time, Chen Fan stood up again. His calm expression had been replaced by a murderous intention, and he said calmly, "Stand back first and let me do it."
He was a little angry, and it was not ordinary anger. Ever since he was reborn, he seemed to have never been this angry before.
Although Chen Fan does not have a close relationship with Waguo's sister, it must be said that she is a very cute, sensible and clever alien girl. Without Xiaolan's help, Chen Fan would not have been able to obtain the meteorite.
iron stone.
He is not a greedy person. When he knew that Xiaolan was captured by the Zhao family, he once thought of returning the meteorite, but the other party's words completely gave up his thoughts of doing good.
Such a pure and lovely alien girl fell into the den of jackals and was harmed by these beasts with human faces and animal hearts. These words made Chen Fan's usually calm heart feel ferocious and throbbing.
The Second Young Master Zhao obviously did not see Chen Fan's plan, and still said with a smile, "Friends, as I said before, if you make friends, I can release them at any time. If you take that thing, it's best to do it right away."
Give it to us, and you can even gain favors from our Zhao family. In Black Rock City, as long as you become a friend of our Zhao family, whatever you want can be achieved."
Chen Fan said calmly, "Really? Whatever I want is fine?"
"Ahem..." Second Young Master Zhao coughed and added, "Of course, you can't make too many demands, but with the financial resources and influence of our Zhao family, we can definitely meet most of your needs."
Chen Fan shook his head, his tone still cold, "What I want is very simple, you can give it to me now."
"What is it?" Second Young Master Zhao thought Chen Fan had agreed to the exchange, a flash of fire suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said impatiently.
"Your! life!"
Chen Fan slowly spoke three words one by one. As soon as the words fell, wisps of domineering purple arcs quickly rose from his pores, and his cold eyes were filled with extremely manic killing intent.
The breath, the cold air current is like an angry dragon, soaring straight into the sky.
"You..." Second Young Master Zhao was frightened by his sudden burst of aura, his pupils shrank, he instinctively took two steps back, put on an extremely frightened face, and roared in shock and anger, "You are actually...
…You want to kill me?”
"Is there anything I can't do?" The angrier Chen Fan became, the calmer his expression became. He silently stared at Mr. Zhao who was just around the corner with his cold eyes, raised the corner of his mouth, and spit out a few words coldly.
The words were, "Today, all those who come uninvited will die. I can give you three breaths to quickly explain your last words."
"Arrogant, do you know that we are... ah!"
Halfway through his words, Second Young Master Zhao's tone turned to panic because he saw Chen Fan taking action.
A faint gray mist suddenly spewed out from the body of this mysterious guy. Under the background of this gray mist, Chen Fan's body slowly rose into the air and suspended ten meters above the ground. A round of crimson
The glow of the sword appeared in his hand, emitting a blazing heat wave like the scorching sun. The blade was expanding, and "sizzling" purple dots of thunder filled the narrow blade, as if a hurricane had been ignited.
Chen Fan slowly raised the spiritual sword above the ceiling, with a killing aura surrounding him. His aura was also constantly rising, and he unexpectedly jumped from the mid-level of the third level to the peak of the third level of combat power!
Supplemented by the energy of the vampire aliens, his combat power has gone further, and has become an existence that no one can match under the fourth level of combat power. The sun-like long knife cuts out a red blood wheel in the air, and the elongated
Bloody light surged rapidly, and in an instant, it had landed on the heads of the Zhao family's armored soldiers.
"Master, let's go. This is the third level of peak combat power. Run!"
A strong light enveloped a space of dozens of meters in radius, and beneath the crimson murderous aura, a middle-aged man's desperate exclamation could be heard.
Whoosh!
The next second, the red knife wheel flashed through the air, as fast as the wind, making everyone lose their reaction. People only heard a "click", and the iron gun in the hand of the purple-haired middle-aged man broke into pieces for some reason.
Two pieces were broken, and even his head was completely separated from his neck. The blood on the broken neck was like a fountain rising up, reaching a height of three meters!
"Ah... you can't kill me!" Next, the second young master Zhao exclaimed.
The reason why this guy is so arrogant is that he has some confidence. When he found that the purple-haired middle-aged man couldn't even resist Chen Fan's sword, he immediately activated his breath and unleashed all his combat power. He actually had three skills.
A guy with super combat power.
Unfortunately, there is also a difference between an ant and an elephant in level three combat power. Facing this frightened guy, Chen Fan's bloodthirsty eyes revealed a fierce look, and his spiritual sword rolled down from top to bottom, furiously.
The cold long knife burst out with an extremely bright air current, which was indestructible, full of killing intent, and extremely gorgeous.
"Don't...let me go!" This arrogant-looking guy suddenly understood the truth. It turns out that the distance between life and death is so short.
The long sword has already been slashed out, and the terrifying sword light has not yet arrived, but the hair of Mr. Zhao Er has been shattered by the crushing sword light. He hugged his head in pain, half-kneeling on the ground with a look of horror on his face, and kept mumbling.
begged.
"Go to hell!"
The cold blade turned sharply and descended on the guy's head in an instant. He was about to kill this annoying thing, but when the blade was swallowing, a sharp roar suddenly came from the air, "Stop!"
Click!
Deep in the shining arc of light, a black wooden crutch appeared without any warning. The crutch rose straight up and violently collided with the spiritual knife in Chen Fan's hand. The overwhelming evil aura spread in all directions, and they were actually fighting.
A vacuum zone was isolated, and the strong winds raged around like a tide, directly knocking down the surrounding buildings, forming a messy ruins. (To be continued)