You can't do it yet!

The four words spread far away. Wu Zong, who was standing in the same place, turned red at this moment and looked at Meng Fan angrily. You know, he was a guardian of the God Capital Guard, killing countless times, but he was actually said to be no. This was undoubtedly a huge insult.

As soon as his body moved, Wu Zong held the Blast Yuan Sword tightly with his big hand, and walked towards Meng Fan step by step. The terrifying aura surged at the same time, and a murderous aura could not be concealed.

"Baby, go to death. You are still breastfeeding when I lick my blood from the knife!"

At this moment, Wu Zong was truly angry, his eyes were blood red, and at the same time, a sword in the void stood up, and the vital energy in his body burst out, constantly integrating into the Blast Yuan Sword.

In an instant, the terrifying murderous intent from the sword light became stronger and stronger, and he headed straight for Meng Fan like a meteor.

Standing in place, Meng Fan's palm moved at the same time, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning. Over the past year, Meng Fan continued to experience killing and training, heavy armor suppression, and life and death tests. Even soldiers were far less suffering than Meng Fan.

If it weren't for Mu Yuyin, Meng Fan might have been a child who grew up in a greenhouse, but now he already has blood-stained fangs.

The next moment, a terrifying force from Meng Fan's arms came out, and he roared at the same time.

"Two fists shake the mountain, get back!"

In an instant, two terrifying forces came out from Meng Fan's arms. As the vitality surged, it hit the sword shadow in the sky like two peaks. Boom! The whole field was moving, and under the bombardment of the terrifying air waves, a sea of ​​force made Wu Zong retreat continuously.

His full-strength attack was shocked by the opponent. It was obvious that Meng Fan's whole body had reached an incredible level. With all the means, his strength was far beyond his realm!

How is this possible!

Before Wu Zong could stabilize his qi and blood, Meng Fan's figure had broken through the space and attacked directly. At the same time, he punched his arm and his palms as if they were mountain peaks, and the air waves were horrifying. At the next moment, Wu Zong bit his teeth and couldn't help but block his sword in front of him, and Meng Fan's fist fell directly on it.

bump!

The terrifying force vibrated, like a flying stone flying at high speed, hitting the sword hard. Even Wu Zong's snake shape also took a step back. At the next moment, Meng Fan did not stop at all, and his arms moved together and smashed him hard at Wu Zong in front of him again.

Touch! Touch!

A series of sounds were made, as if thunder was bursting. Meng Fan's fist had an intimate contact with the sword body, like an ancient giant elephant, trampling hard.

If Meng Fan had not even saved his life when he saw Wu Zong a year ago, but after a year, Meng Fan had grown from the eagle, and his powerful killing methods were only strong and not weak in facing Wu Zong.

Under the terrifying torrent of force, Meng Fan's fists were the sharpest weapons, and more than ten punches hit Wu Zong's sword.

boom!

With the weather waves and dust, Wu Zong fell directly to the ground, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, looking at Meng Fan in shock. Within a few breaths, Meng Fan actually smashed seventeen punches, which was done in one go. The next moment, a creaking sound was made between Wu Zong's palm, and the long sword turned into ashes, scattered throughout the sky, with silver powder flying.

Meng Fan used his fist to blow a fourth-level spiritual treasure into powder. Around him, the proud smile on Zhu Xiao’s face instantly frozen, replaced by an incredible timidity.

Puchi!

Blood was spitting out, and Wu Zong barely stood up, looking at Meng Fan with his eyes sternly, but his eyes were filled with horror. You know, Wu Zong was close to thirty today, and only reached his current level. There were no thousand or hundreds of people who died in his hands.

He crawled out of the dead, but the boy he faced was even more ruthless than himself and more terrifying in his actions. What did the other party experience? He reached this point at such an age! He held his hands tightly, and Wu Zong shouted coldly.

"Meng Fan, you are very strong, but you are too arrogant. You dare to come here alone. I will definitely kill you today!"

While speaking, Wu Zong held his hands tightly, and at the next moment, a violent aura surged from his palms. The vital energy that appeared actually emitted a red light, making people feel cold.

At the same time, Wu Zong stepped forward, clenched his fist the next moment, and rushed towards Meng Fan.

"Life and Death Fist!"

The Hong-level martial arts are in the stage of success!

In an instant, Meng Fan's pupils shrank, and the fist in front of him suddenly appeared. Before the fist moved, just an illusion made Meng Fan feel like he wanted to retreat.

You know, Wu Zong was the opponent's trump card that had been hidden for a long time in this attack. The moment he took action, it seemed like a huge meteorite was hitting Meng Fan. The intention of killing was not concealed, and all his energy was gathered on his fist.

Under the terrifying pressure, Meng Fan's whole body shook, but at the next moment, his body did not retreat but instead advanced, and took a step forward.

You must know that retreating at this time is death, so you can only resist and use your strength to break the power! Under the terrifying fluctuations, even Ling Daiyou, who was beside him, couldn't help but look at him at this moment.

"Be careful, Meng Fan!"

Ling Daiyou couldn't help but sense such a deep breath of death and shouted in a flash.

"Haha, it's my father's life and death fist. Humph, Meng Fan, I'll see you never die!"

On the side, Zhu Xiao said sternly, this life-death fist is a real Hong-level killing method. It concentrates all the strength of the vital energy cultivator and blows it out with one punch, and determines life and death!

"Sorry, Meng Fan, although you are very strong, you must disappear here today!"

The voice was cold, and at the same time, Wu Zong's fist rushed towards Meng Fan. As the fist knew, the violent fist seemed to devour everything black hole, less than three meters away from Meng Fan!

In the flash of lightning, Meng Fan's face was calm, his palms moved at the same time, and his body jumped up at the next moment, shouting word by word.

"If you want my life, take your life first and seal the clutches of the demon!"

The sound fell, and the palm of his palm moved, and an ancient aura suddenly appeared from Meng Fan's palm. The majestic aura fluctuated like a tide, and a palm appeared in the void the next moment. At the same time, Meng Fan's palm fell from the sky, as if a mountain was pressing down!

boom!

The huge air wave burst, centered on the place where the two of them fought, and the vital energy fluctuations spread throughout the manor in the next moment. In an instant, even the big men around him were trembling. These people came over from the killing field, and no matter how fierce the fight was, they could not shake their minds.

But under such terrifying waves, there is a shock of sore legs and feet.

Dust was everywhere, and the air waves were everywhere. A huge palm appeared on the ground, five meters! Everything around was shattered into air waves. On the side, Ling Daiyou's delicate body stepped forward and looked at the field tightly, with worry in his eyes.

The dust slowly dissipated, and at the next moment, a faint figure appeared, wearing a blue shirt, licking his tongue, and it turned out... Meng Fan!

Under Meng Fan, a bunch of broken bones appeared, which naturally belonged to Wu Zong. Wu Zong, a fourth-level soul refining powerhouse, was beaten to pieces. At this moment, all the soldiers were like petrified and looked at the field in shock.

They all knew the strength of Wu Zong. Even among the many soldiers, they were the best, so they were sent to protect Zhu Xiao. However, they were slapped to death by this mysterious man. At this moment, the soldiers couldn't help but look at Meng Fan in the field and swallowed their saliva.

As soon as his palm moved, Meng Fan smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, the Great Demon Claw that had just erupted had already begun to take shape. However, it almost drained all the vitality in Meng Fan's body in an instant, making Meng Fan feel like he was lying on the ground.

This level of martial arts with the word "王" is too terrifying for the extraction of energy!

Shaking his head, Meng Fan knew that this was not the time to fall down. His mind moved, and the mark of the reverse god scroll in his body moved. The next moment, the energy of heaven and earth around him was absorbed towards Meng Fan at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Meng Fan has mastered the use of marks to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, which is faster than taking spiritual medicine. Within a few breaths, Meng Fan regained the energy of heaven and earth around him, and the vitality in his body has recovered half.

He suddenly turned around and at the next moment, Meng Fan's eyes looked at Zhu Xiao not far away, and smiled faintly.

But falling into Zhu Xiao's eyes, it was even more terrifying than the God of Death. He couldn't help but retreat, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes. He never thought that even in the capital of God, Wu Zong, who was still in good strength, died at the hands of Meng Fan!

At this moment, the fluctuations of Zhu Tian's vital energy around him had slowly dissipated, and Meng Fan was the only one left to look at him!

Step by step, Meng Fan came directly to Zhu Xiao, his body did not move, but the terrifying aura made Zhu Xiao take a step forward and kneel directly on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic. "You can't kill me, my father is Zhu Tian, ​​you can do whatever you want..."

Looking at Meng Fan, Zhu laughed and walked towards Meng Fan with a sad face.

Looking at Zhu Xiao, Meng Fan's eyes were cold, but they were just watching the other party perform. He knelt down and came to Meng Fan step by step. Zhu Xiao said loudly, "I can give you the treasure of heaven and earth, give you the title of imperial, give you beauty... and take your life!"

Within one meter away from Meng Fan, Zhu Xiao could no longer hold it back and stood up suddenly. At the same time, a sharp dagger appeared from his cuff and headed straight to Meng Fan's throat.

With a sneer, Meng Fan raised his palm and grabbed Zhu Xiao's palm directly with his five fingers. He grabbed it hard, and the other party's arm immediately broke.

At the next moment, Meng Fan moved his big hand and fell from the sky, with the waves roaring and overwhelming.

"My father is..."

bump!

With a palm falling, Meng Fan slapped Zhu Xiao to death without even finishing his words.

Around him, when everyone looked at this scene, many soldiers were all lying on the ground. You know, Zhu Xiao was Zhu Tian’s only son, and he was now killed.

The descendants of the powerful man in the Puyuan Realm did not hesitate to kill him! Even Ling Daiyou's pretty face couldn't help but change, and she was a little shocked by Meng Fan's ruthlessness.

In the whole field, there was a petrification, but Meng Fan did not hesitate. Even Meng Xi killed him without hesitation, let alone Zhu Xiao. When did he care about his background if he killed someone?
Chapter completed!