"I want to play big, I want to play big, I don't care, right? I don't care, right? I don't care even more. It depends on who can play big." At this time, Xia Fan was sitting in the middle of the hall, and Uncle Qi had already appeared beside him at some point.

But at this moment, Xia Fan himself was controlling various formations to block the barrier. Xia Fan believed that even if the other party was a god, he could only confirm that he was here, and he could not be sure that this was just his clone.

Of course, if the other party can really open the outer ban and the formation, it is naturally not difficult to find out, but Xia Fan does not intend to give the other party this opportunity.

"Boss, I think he is the one who really wants to rebel. He is so fucking arrogant." At this time, after receiving a secret notice from Xia Fan, Liu Yulinglong, Yuan Yunlong, and the guards of the Zhenwang Mansion who were rushing out to meet the enemy, all entered the hall.

The fat little fat man Liu Yulinglong said angrily, because Xia Fan knew that the next thing was no longer what they could interfere, and even just the aftermath was not something they could bear, so he immediately asked them to come in as soon as possible.

"Some things are really hard to say, at least he definitely did not take the laws of the Han Dynasty seriously." Xia Fan just swept across the board and used his clone to use his power to attack the door. Now that he was attacked by the Zhenhai Marquis, Xia Fan can really understand what some Zhenhai Marquis are thinking.

"It's his business whether he rebels, but it's too arrogant to hit them like this. Uncle Qi, why don't you give him another stick and let him hang it upstairs for a few days if you don't nail it to death. Although the boss's ban formation is powerful, we can't hide inside and let him be arrogant outside." The little fat Liu Yulinglong said in dissatisfaction, and at the same time approached Uncle Qi's side, hoping that Uncle Qi would take action again.

"I am no match for this guy at the moment." Uncle Qi stared at the huge Zhenhai Housing Camp outside, and answered the words of the fat little fat man Liu Yulinglong with certainty.

"Uh..." The little fat man Liu Yulinglong was stunned, because although they were not there when Uncle Qi nailed the military advisor, they also heard about it. He was still shocked at that time. He didn't expect that the old butler who had been sick and was so majestic, but he didn't expect that even Uncle Qi would say so.

"Boss, what should I do? Otherwise, we will delay it first, and you can sneak back to Qiankun Sect quickly." The little fat man Liu Yulinglong immediately became worried. If even Uncle Qi was not an opponent, they would never be able to resist the Zhenhai Marquis.

"Someone will entertain him to see what kind of power he can show." Xia Fan looked outside quietly, waved his hand when he heard Liu Yulinglong's words, reassuring him.

"Xia Fan, my army has told you that you will either die or get out of the Hanjing City. It seems that you have chosen to die now. Song Bowei is a general under my tent. Although he is indecisive, he has made outstanding military achievements for many years. It is not comparable to the useless person who lives in the Hanjing City like you. In this world, if you have not killed my general, you can be safe and sound, no matter how hard you struggle today, you will never escape death. Since you kill Song Bowei, I will let him kill you with your own hands today to avenge yourself." At this moment, the dragons of the nine pure blood spirit beasts could not easily destroy the ban formation that Xia Fan condensed again, and the voice of Zhenhai Hou's Hou heard from the Zhenhai Hou's tent.

There is a kind of control over everything, the power of life and death is revealed, and the power of being high above is undoubtedly revealed. I didn't say much, and I didn't care about Xia Fan's words that have almost made the Han Jing City boil. The words are full of disdain.

Every word and action is like sitting in a large tent of the central army, controlling millions, and making it come out like a mountain, and the words come out to follow the Dharma. In one word, Xia Fan's life and death have been determined.

But what he said was that the dead Song Bowei killed Xia Fan and took revenge, but the soldiers around his camp did not feel anything wrong. The military man said, what was it like. They stood like sculptures, but they had a murderous aura that was like a volcano that was about to erupt. As long as the general shouted below zero, an explosion of landslides and tsunami could be formed at any time.

"Then wasn't Song Bowei killed? He took revenge in person, how could the dead take revenge?"

"Now something big is going to happen. Zhenhai Hou and the King of Town are having sex. It's lively now..."

"It's so fierce, one is more fierce than the other. The son of the King of Town just swept over Hanjing City. Now the Marquis of Zhenhai is coming directly..."

"What happened? I haven't walked far before I heard something happened here, wow..."

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Because Xia Fan had just swept across the Hanjing City, there were many people watching, and then many of them followed Xia Fan all the way back. Although Xia Fan dispersed a lot after entering the King's Mansion of the King of Town, many of them were still savoring, and some were temporarily resting nearby to discuss with each other.

Although they weren't doing it, they felt their bloody blood. Unexpectedly, before they recovered, such a big thing happened in front of the King's Mansion. They were all excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and some of them who had already left rushed back one after another.

"Swoosh!" At this moment, the Zhenhai Hou in the tent squeezed his fingers slightly, and it seemed that he just grabbed the void and threw it, but in an instant, his fingers had changed as many as hundreds of seal techniques. His magic power was condensed, and a figure suddenly rose from the ground in front of his tent. It was Song Bowei who was sent to the Zhenhai Hou's military camp after his death. It happened that Zhenhai Hou went out to make friends, so it took so long to delay it. Zhenhai Hou came back to learn about this and ordered him to domineeringly kill him to the Zhenwang Mansion.

"Boom..." The stiff body seemed to become extremely powerful. He suddenly rushed forward and his palms directly hit the forbidden formation. He exploded and his body was bounced away, but the next moment he rushed up again.

"Ah, isn't he dead?" He couldn't see clearly outside, and could not find it, but he could clearly see outside inside. When he saw Song Bowei rushing up to bombard the formation, the little fat man Liu Yulinglong felt a chill. He turned his head and looked at Xia Fan to verify whether he had really killed him.

"He is dead, but..." Yuan Yunlong had been through the battlefield for a long time. Even if a dead person suddenly attacked him, he could still calm his mind. At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Ruju staring at him with stiffness without any expression, and he even carried the injuries left by Xia Fan when he killed him. Yuan Yunlong knew that this guy was dead, and he was not as scared as a little fat man, but he was also surprised and suspicious. For some reason, Song Bowei seemed to be stronger than before and could attack.

"It's just a technique of practicing zombie control. And it's not a long time to temper it for such a short time. Song Bowei can burst out such a strong power. It should be just using some kind of insect or special parasitic object to enter Song Bowei's body. It's nothing." Seeing that many guards around showed a look of shock and suspicion, although they were not afraid, it was normal for the person he had just killed to attack again, and it was normal for him to feel frightened.

Xia Fan glanced at it and said casually, but he did not stop in his hand. At this moment, the formations around his soul control were constantly changing to deal with Song Bowei's attack. Although the formations had been arranged long ago, it was completely different with Xia Fan's control.

Just like the formation in the Danwang Valley at that time, if Xia Fan controlled it, the military advisor and the people from the 36th family would take ten times the time and cost to break it.

This kind of thing does not consume power, and these formations and restrictions were arranged, improved, and controlled easily by Xia Fan.

Looking at Song Bowei outside, he was extremely stiff at the beginning, but gradually seemed to be back to life. Although the attack method was still simple and crude, he could already see the person who knew he had died and felt chill.

"Boom...bang bang...bang bang..." The roar continued, and a black air flow gradually appeared around Song Bowei. The spiritual energy flowing into his body instantly turned into a pitch-black color, constantly sucking and bombarding between his hands.

However, although his bombardment was strong, his dead energy continued to increase, which made many onlookers dare not look at him from afar, but the defensive formation outside the King's Mansion was also strange and unpredictable, with endless restrictions emerging.

"With the control of the formation master, at least the level of the formation master, that's a bit interesting. Break the formation!" Zhenhai Hou Yingwang, who was slightly tilted and sitting in the central army's tent with one hand, looked at Song Bowei's subsequent attack and formation changes, and immediately saw the problem. No matter how strong the formation is, it will always be broken, but the formation master hosted by the formation master is different. In addition, the original formation, it would be difficult to break it alone by Song Bowei.

With the order from Zhenhai Hou, he instantly exclaimed murderous intent outside.

"Kill!" A hundred guards around the tent shouted loudly, and at the same time, they remained motionless, their bodies forward, and their weapons pierced out with a bang.

In an instant, the hundreds of terrifying murderous intents and terrifying trajectories were actually condensed around the tent. At the same time, the nine-headed dragon pulling the camp suddenly roared at the same time, and the nine rays of light condensed into one, merged into one with the murderous intent and power condensed by the camp, and instantly exploded and bombarded out.

"Boom..." Zhenhai Hou fought for many years. Although there were no formation masters or formation masters around him at this moment, he had his own way to deal with general formations. His camp was originally a magic weapon. With the help of the power of these soldiers and the nine dragons, the power of penetrating through the formation can be formed to break the formation set up by general formation masters.

"Bang bang..." The terrifying force of the breaking formation penetrated, as little as possible, and the formation power was fully fought against the formation power. Break a little, breaking open like a spike. In an instant, more than a dozen outer layers of formations were broken, and several restrictions were broken. Song Bowei, who received the order from Zhenhai Hou, was faster, and he was about to enter it immediately.

"It's a little bit, but if you really make it so easy for you to break the formation, how can I do this? The formations are intertwined, the star-moving Big Dipper, turning, puff puff..." While some simple formations on the outer layer were broken, Xia Fan, who controlled the formation, also took action. In an instant, the formations inside quickly rotated and intertwined, like gears, constantly smoothing the sharp and sharp force. Moreover, under Xia Fan's control of the formation, some formations were immediately repaired after being broken a little.

It would not destroy the opportunity to break through the formation for the subsequent Song Bowei, and the sharp attack would be consumed in a way that would be consumed in a row between the movements.

The attack of breaking the formation was fruitless, and Song Bowei could only force the bombardment again. Unfortunately, Xia Fan controlled it directly. Even if Song Bowei's power continued to explode and his black aura was shrouded in, he could not break the formation, but his power that was constantly approaching the peak of the God Transformation Peak could not break the formation.

Zhenhai Hou, who was sitting in the central army's tent, slowly sat up for the first time, leaning forward slightly, as if he wanted to see through who was in the hall. He had seen powerful formations before, and even formations that were difficult to break by activate artifacts, but the problem was that this level of formation could block his own attack on the formation, which surprised him.

"Interesting, if you can control this formation to this level, kill Xia Fan, you can capture this person. So what if you have a strong formation? Under absolute power, nothing is meaningless. Boom..." Zhenhai Hou never dragged the mud and suddenly took a step forward. The next moment, others had already arrived in front of the hall formation, and raised it with one hand. A palm-sized water ball between the palms formed instantly. With a rumbling rumbling, there seemed to be thunder in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, there seemed to be infinite destructive power in the water ball.

Everything was instantly. I raised my hand and fell without any hesitation. The water ball fell down instantly.

"Damn, you always come to protect me. It's justified to take action. Don't worry about being exposed. If you don't take action, he really finds that I am a clone and ask me for trouble. Can you ignore me?" This attack was unstoppable. At least with the current formation outside the King's Mansion, it would be impossible to stop this attack. Xia Fan instantly understood his situation, but Xia Fan was not in a hurry. His thoughts flashed through his mind, and at the same time he also told his meaning to a certain brother through his spiritual sense.
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