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Chapter one thousand seven hundred and nine fierce battle

Obviously, he is a lunatic.

Crazy, terrible than evil.

Because the madman is irrational, this madman is even more bloodthirsty.

"ha--"

"ha--"

"ha--"

The demon god Xing Tian didn't expect this battle to be so difficult. He had already seen sweat on his temples and foreheads. On his body, a white air appeared, and he had faintly shown fatigue.

"What the hell is wrong with this guy?"

As the new round of confrontation began, Xing Tian couldn't help thinking.

"I have clearly forced him into a desperate situation just now, why did this kid suddenly expose such power again? If people say that I am the second of the ten ancient demons, I can be said to be one person and above ten thousand people. Although this little ghost is shocking, he is only one of the eleventh. What's more, he is just a reborn body now, and he should be a little far from his original strength. No matter what his thoughts are, I should not be suppressed by him! But..."

Xing Tian narrowed his eyes. Although his eyes were staring at Chen Fan in front of him, his consciousness had quietly turned his attention to the monk who had been silent in the shadow. The monk remained motionless and no spiritual energy appeared all over his body. But this guy instantly instantly summoned all the snake heads of the Nine Snakes clan, and everything came without warning. From this point of view, this person also thought that he was very powerful.

But who is this bald donkey?

Logically speaking, Jiushe and I were both working for that person. Although they had no friendship, they were considered friendly alliances. When this enemy was in front of him, there should definitely be no internal strife. But this happened at this time. As one went up and down, it was obviously more beneficial to this little ghost. Based on this inference, this person should be in the same group as him!

However, it doesn't look very similar at this time.

If he is Chen Fan's friend, it would be a great choice to take action at this time. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. Unless there is a huge difference in strength, it would be a great advantage no matter how you think about two fights. If he doesn't move, it would be worrying. The bad seeds of watching the tiger fight are here. Even if he says that this little devil will be successfully won, it will be unknown whether he has the energy to deal with him by then!

If you really get a cheaper person, it will be really a big deal!

no!

You can’t wait any longer, you must decide the winner as soon as possible. If you delay for a while, you may have more variables and will be difficult to control!

Thinking of this.

Xing Tian's eyes suddenly slanted again, and he was looking at Zhu Hongyan from the Fire God clan.

Although Zhu Hongyan is no match for Chen Fan in close combat, she still has a killing weapon like the ruined black flame. With the infinite karma fire, there is nothing in this world that can resist. As long as you find the opportunity to hit this little ghost without bias, it must be said that it is a powerful skill!

Zhu Hongyan had also noticed Xing Tian's eyes. Although he did not say anything, he nodded quietly, and then shrank slightly, but his eyes turned involuntarily to the monk who did not know his origin.

The monk was still motionless, as if he didn't see her at all. To be precise, the monk didn't take Zhu Hongyan seriously at all.

"Ba"

The two huge palms were put together, and a strong wind suddenly burst out around Xing Tian. He grimaced, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped upwards. Suddenly, an extremely strong aura burst out, and his face became more ferocious, especially the tattoo on the brow bone winded upwards, and the skin was covered with layers of armor-like things!

"Take it—"

The clothes on his body splattered like cracks, huge black smoke swirled out, the stone slabs on the ground trembled constantly, and Xing Tian's figure continued to arch and grow bigger, "Ah—"

"It appears!"

Zhu Hongyan was shocked and showed joy on his face, and said in his heart, "As expected, a generation of demon gods will finally show their Dharma appearance!"

"Boom--"

The dark clouds in the sky rolled down wildly, and suddenly a black shadow fell down. Xing Tian raised his hand and took it. With another sound, it was another!

"Bang--"

The two objects collided in one place, and it turned out to be two weapons, one was extremely huge and obviously a shield, and the other one was a huge axe!

"Xing Tianwu Gan Qi, it's really not a false statement!"

Zhu Hongyan looked up at the huge figure that was at least seven or eight floors high, and his heart was surging, "One of the ten most ancient demon gods is worthy of being a generation of demon gods! It seems that Xing Tian was really angry this time. I remember that the last person who saw such a real body was one of the Five Emperors..."

Zhu Hongyan's joy lasted for two seconds, and suddenly froze because she suddenly realized something was wrong!

Chen Fan, it's gone.

Compared with Xing Tian's huge figure, he is too small.

So hardly anyone noticed his actions.

He is gone.

“Hululululululululululu..."

A low roar appeared in his ears. Zhu Hongyan was suddenly stunned. Next to the very beautiful cheek was a pair of white eyes with cold light!

The breathing stopped, and the heartbeat seemed to stop at that moment!

Zhu Hongyan straightened his body like a wooden sculpture and clay sculpture. He didn't dare to move. At this moment, her mind was already blank!

"Save...save me..."

Zhu Hongyan's lips were not bloody at all, and they were trembling, and he said two words faintly.

"Bang--"

Without any warning, Xing Tian's giant axe directly hit the hiding place of the two. The rocks collapsed, as if the world was shaken. But he was fast, but Chen Fan was faster than him. Xing Tian also knew that the axe did not cut him over. He swung the shield in his hand, and the fists and shields intersected, and another sound of sound was heard. Xing Tian's huge body took a half step back, and the earth trembled, but Chen Fan had already been shaken back and landed on another abandoned building!

There was a burst of rolling around, and the two of them were instantly entangled. Zhu Hongyan fell to the ground first, staring at Chen Fan with big eyes, as if he was already stupid. However, Chen Fan staggered and stood up, jumped high again, rushed towards Xing Tian, ​​but was smashed into the ruins again!

As the rocks splashed, Chen Fan was covered in wounds rolling and falling and dodging quickly. At this time, he had no ghost sword or phoenix and infinite karma fire. He was facing a generation of demon gods recognized by the world. Judging from the ranking alone, he was far ahead!

Xing Tian did not hesitate to expose his true body skills and expose his identity. This is a desperate way to fight, but what about Chen Fan? At this moment, perhaps one of the most powerless times in his life.

"Bang!"

With a muffled groan, the rocks splashed, and the rocks splashed again.

Accompanied by the blood, Chen Fan's weak body churned out weakly like a ball falling to the ground, falling down again and again, jumping up again and again.

He roared, he roared, and he hissed at the bottom.
Chapter completed!
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