Chapter 922

The air seems to condense at this moment, and time seems to be still at this moment.

All the people are staring at Wang Fan standing in the middle, their hearts are surging, unable to recover for a long time.

Strong!

It's so strong!

Although Wang Fan's body is not strong and burly, it gives people a feeling of being unattainable.

Like an ancient giant, can only look up.

Da!

Da!

Da!

Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the shock of people around him. He moved forward to the only living feather meteorite.

For a moment, the whole space seemed to be just the sound of his feet stepping on the ground.

"You, what are you going to do? I tell you, I'm a member of the Yu family. There are two members of the Yu family. If you dare to move me, you will definitely die without a burial place. "

Feather meteorite deep looking at that gradually approaching Wang Fan, also feel great pressure, body cold sweat, can't help but scream threat.

So many Yujia strongmen thought they would win Wang Fan, but who knows, the whole army was destroyed. He has a sense of sorrow.

He wanted to stand up and run, but the pain of his whole body made him unable to stand up at all. He could only endure the stabbing pain of the injury and rub it back, trying to open the distance between him and Wang Fan and avoid the crisis.

Unfortunately, there is no hope.

"Two of you?" Wang Fan raised his head and raised his mouth slightly. "So what? If Wang Fan kills you, you will still die! "

His eyes showed disdain, "you seem to forget what I told you. You don't need your family to come to me. I'll visit you in person."

"I'd like to see if the two so-called congenital peaks of the Yu family can make Wang Fan die without a place to be buried."

With the sound, Wang Fan has approached the feather meteorite deep in front, eyes drooping, just like overlooking mole ants, "end, rest in peace."

"No! Don't kill me Feather meteorite deep eyes become afraid, can no longer bear the pressure, issued a voice of begging for mercy.

He is the real power elder of the Yu family. He is superior. He wants the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain. He thought that he was indifferent to life and death, but when death really came to him, he still felt afraid.

"Please, no, no!" The feather meteorite deep pupil stares big, roars screams.

It's a pity that Wang Fan didn't have any pity at all. He cut off his head with a knife and a sneer.

Blood spray, feather meteorite deep voice suddenly stop, death, his pupil are staring boss, eyes full of fear.

I'm dying!

At this point, all the Yu family members present were completely annihilated.

Wang Fan drew back his sword and slowly looked around at those who were watching the ancient martial arts. Those people met Wang Fan's eyes, and their hearts were shocked.

Then, with a crash, it spread like birds and animals, and disappeared for a moment.

Wang Fan didn't stay here any longer. Instead, he called Jiang Yurou and rushed over with night and Luo Ling.

His current strength, no longer need to hide, and live in Jiang Yurou there, can also protect Jiang Yurou by the way.

Luo Ling four people's experience to Wang Fan a wake-up call, he is afraid of Ou Yan Changhong also jump the wall, the old things repeat.

In less than two hours, Wang Fan's strong attack on more than 30 Yu family experts, such as Yu meteorite deep, spread like the wind.

Guwu world, shaking again.

More than 30 ancient warriors, even more than a dozen of them, were killed by Wang Fan just like cutting melons and vegetables. What's the concept?

What's the concept of congenital peak in their twenties?

Even if we look at the ancient martial arts world, no one can compete with Wang Fan except the superior one, sanmenwai?

A generation of pride, nothing more than that.

At this point, no ancient warrior dared to follow Wang Fan's whereabouts. Even the vassal forces of the ouyan family did not dare to find Wang Fan's bad luck.

They dare not provoke this kind of ruthless people.

After receiving the news, Ou Yan Changhong was shocked and could not say a word. Even if he was unwilling, he left Xiangcheng secretly that night.

Although he has reached the congenital peak, he can ask himself that he has not cut off more than ten half step congenital peak strength at one go.

Two days later, he was not sure about the engagement, so he had to retreat.

What revenge, what to take back baicaoji, all go to hell, everything is not as important as his life of ouyan Changhong.

Wang Fan didn't know this. After he went to Jiang Yurou's villa, he immediately began to heal the four people, night and Luo Ling.

One night, several people's injuries were controlled and began to heal.

Even Luo Ling, who was nearly disfigured, began to recover under Wang Fan's wonderful hand.

For two days, Wang Fan stayed in Jiang Yurou's villa and didn't go out.In addition to healing night and others from time to time, he is also taking care of himself and consolidating his realm.

Wang Fan didn't get any news about Ou Yan Changhong's running.

In the blink of an eye, the time of engagement came.

Wang Fan went to the top of Jueqing mountain.

Three in the afternoon.

The top of Jueqing mountain is already overcrowded. Most of these people are ancient warriors.

On the one hand, they want to witness Wang Fan's style; on the other hand, they want to witness the battle.

After all, it's a duel between inborn peaks. If they can watch the game closely, it's good for them to improve their strength.

Because Ouyang Changhong left secretly, no one knew.

Everyone is looking forward to this war and waiting for it.

Soon, the clock pointed to four o'clock, but ouyan Changhong didn't arrive.

At five o'clock, ouyan Changhong still didn't arrive.

On the top of the mountain, there is only Wang Fan.

He was dressed in a loose sportswear and stood up in the wind. From a distance, he was extremely heroic.

However, ouyan Changhong has not come yet.

At six o'clock

at seven o'clock

at eight o'clock

it's dark, but you still can't see ouyan Changhong.

"Your sister must have been played. The old tortoise, ouyan Changhong, didn't dare to fight and ran away!"

"Congenital peak, I'll go to your sister's. I think it's congenital tortoise."

"Wocao, I've been standing here for more than five hours. Is it difficult for me to come here to drink the northwest wind?"

"Ouyan tortoise, you are such a shame. It's a shame to have such a scum as you in ancient martial arts."

Countless ancient warriors could not help but scold one after another.

Nima Oh, their legs are sore. They don't even see the shadow of ouyan Changhong. Isn't that a joke?

If you don't dare to fight, just don't take it. It's better to make a statement in advance. It's a trick.

For a short time, ouyan Changhong and even ouyan family were scolded by all the ancient martial arts.

On the contrary, Wang Fan, standing on the top of the mountain, has grown tall.

Look, that's the real man.

Wang Fan's heart is also a little uncomfortable, he waited for four or five hours, but was stood up, this NIMA is not playing?

If ouyan Changhong dares to appear in front of Wang Fan, Wang Fan will blow his head out.

It's really too shameless.

There is no way, Wang fan can only go down the mountain, a gang of ancient martial arts can only curse and follow to leave.

When everyone is abusing ouyan Changhong, ouyan Changhong has come to nuquan gate, one of the three gates.

There are three sects in one clan. They are superior and dignified. Even the ouyan family is just a small one in front of them.

Nuquan is one of the three.