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Chapter 1885 Are you ready?

Looking at the increase of tens of millions of spiritual values ​​and the 3.1% emotional value of hatred, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth also twitched.

He swore, touching his third leg and swearing!

He simply wanted to have a PK with Nakamura Hanao and the others, and he never thought about earning spiritual and emotional points.

Moreover, he only told the truth, and did not pretend to be a comparison or cause hatred.

As for so many bloody feuds?

"Alas, people nowadays are so small-minded." Zhang Fan sighed.

In an instant, the eyes of countless people turned blood red again.

"Zhang Fan, you are seeking death!"

"NMB, if you dare, stand still and don't run!"

"Fuck, I'm going to blow your head off today!"

The roar suddenly broke out!

The countless people who originally surrounded Nakamura Huaxiong directly changed their direction and rushed towards Zhang Fan!

Small-minded?

My mother-in-law!

Looking at the overwhelming crowd of people, Nakamura Huaxiong also became confused.

After all, Zhang Fan is their target. If he is snatched away by others, will this be considered as a loss of face for the Ninja Killing Force?

But now, their status...

It seems like I can't hold it any longer.

How to fix it?

Do you want to let me know?

After all, I am a member of the Ninja Killing Force!

This group of people should give this face, right?

Thinking of this, Nakamura Kao raised his hand.

"Everyone, wait a moment and listen to what I have to say!" Nakamura Hanao said.

"You MB! If you weren't so damn strong, believe it or not, I would kill you too?" Many people turned their heads, and flames burst out in their eyes.

??

Nakamura Kao's face turned dark.

"I am the Ninja Killing Troop, the leader of the Assassin Ninja Squad, Nakamura Kao! If you don't give me Nakamura Kao face, then you are your enemy. Nakamura Kao.

In the coming days, you know!"

Feeling that his body had recovered a little, Nakamura Kao also threatened him without hesitation.

Now that Zhang Fan has appeared, at least the mentally retarded people in their big island country will not doubt his identity.

In this way, who will be their opponent in the entire Anjin battlefield?

How shameless!

court death!

It was at this moment that the atmosphere of the entire battlefield solidified again.

Countless people's eyes were fixed on Nakamura Hanao.

Ninja killing troops?

Grass!

Yes, besides the ninja killing troops, who else has such strength?

Especially a group of people from big island countries, their faces are as pale as paper!

Before them, but...

They took action against Kaohsiung Nakamura and the others.

Among the corpses on the ground were people from their large island country.

Swish, brush, brush!

A group of people from the big island country knelt directly on the ground.

"Sir, please forgive me. We were blinded by that bitch Zhang Fan before."

A group of people from the large island nation begged for mercy.

Offending someone from the Ninja Killing Force is like provoking the God of Death.

Moreover, in their large island country, the ninja killing force is also an inviolable force of the shrine.

If this matter is reported back, what awaits them will be extremely severe punishment.

"Haha, you know now? Get away! I'll settle the score with you when I get back." A person behind Nakamura Hanao cursed angrily.

At the same time, Nakamura Hanao walked towards Zhang Fan with his samurai sword in hand.

Along the way, countless people gave way to Nakamura Hanao.

Nakamura Hanao dared to speak, and Zhang Fan spoke up!

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't respect me at all. Am I so easy to mess with?" Zhang Fan was very unhappy!

Oh my god, are you more pretentious than me?

How can this work!

In an instant, two military thorns appeared in Zhang Fan's hands.

Fish intestine sword!

So sharp!

The use of the Fish Intestine Sword by the group of Anjin-level Zhan Wuzha before them was a complete insult to the Fish Intestine Sword.

In an instant, Zhang Fan turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed directly towards the group of people at the joint base.

"Nakamura Hanao, you just fought bloody battle for a few minutes. I won't bully you. Just rest for now. When I kill them, we can fight again." A faint voice sounded slowly.

In an instant, countless people burst into laughter!

"Haha, Zhang Fan, I'm afraid your brain is broken. Kill us? Haha, even if you are a master of Ming Jin, there are so many of us, and one punch per person can beat you to a pulp!

Not to mention, there are still people from the Ninja Killing Force here!"

"Oh, come on, I'm standing right here, come and kill me!" One person raised his neck, folded his hands on his chest, and looked fearless!

At this moment, a coin appeared in Zhang Fan's palm.

call out!

A stream of light flew out!

"puff!"

That man's head exploded!

Blood rained from the sky, like lava, falling on a group of people.

At the same time, the jeers all over the sky stopped abruptly.

Wu Shuiren's eyes flashed with a look of incomparable horror.

Zhang Fan was more than a hundred meters away from this person. How did he do it?

At the same time, Nakamura Huaxiong's face also changed suddenly.

What is the stream of light that flies out?

Nakamura Hanako was horrified!

You know, his strength is the pinnacle among the peaks of dark power.

It can be said that even if he is new to Mingjin, he has the confidence to give it a try!

But now, he couldn't even see clearly what was flying out of Zhang Fan's hand!

How the hell is this possible!

At this moment, Zhang Fan looked cold, shook his neck, and immediately flew out.

The speed was extremely fast.

In the eyes of a group of people around him, Zhang Fan's body seemed to be infinitely elongated, like a ghost, blurred!

"It's so fast!" Nakamura Kao exclaimed!

How could a person with An Jin level have such speed?

impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

At the Anjin level, how could anyone be stronger than them?

At the moment when Nakamura Huaxiong was thinking, wherever Zhang Fan passed, blood arrows danced wildly in the air.

Ten people!

Twenty people!

Forty people!

In three seconds, forty people fell to the ground!

Everyone has only one fatal wound on their body, their neck!

It can be said that the fallen person has no room for resistance at all.

At the same time, a group of people around him also reacted.

Their hearts trembled as they looked at Zhang Fan, who was rushing towards them like a god of death.

"kill!"

One person roared.

Even if Nakamura Kao and his ninja-killing troops were there, it would take ten people to withstand their attack.

As for Zhang Fan, he is just one person.

The Ninja Killing Troops at this level are almost unstoppable. No matter how powerful Zhang Fan is, they are nothing.

In an instant, countless people came to their senses.

"kill!"

The roar was earth-shattering!

The sharp blade reflects countless rays of light under the sunlight.

The flash of swords and shadows, murderous intent everywhere!

"Are you ready?" Zhang Fan's figure froze, he raised his head slightly and smiled softly.

At the same time, a few hundred meters away, a group of people from Di Xile looked at Zhang Fan in the crowd, and their eyes also had the same look.


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