Chapter 952

Shock!

The shock of death!

Ouyan Changhong didn't expect that Wang Fan was so bold and killed Ye Qiuji directly.

You know, that's the pride of nuquan. Isn't Wang Fan afraid of the anger of nuquan?

Although ouyan Changhong knew that Yan feizheng was also killed by Wang Fan, he didn't see it with his own eyes, so it was far less shocking than it is now.

Ouyan Changhong can't help sweating. He knows that not only Wang Fan has to bear the fury of nuquan, but also he can't run.

After all, ye Qiuji came out of the mountain with him, but now he died in the literary family's courtyard, and he is also responsible for ouyan Changhong.

Mrs. Wen's whole heart was in a state of fluster and thumped.

The innate peak of the strong ah, unexpectedly was Wang Fan such a knife cut, how powerful should Wang Fan be?

The atmosphere of fear spread, and Mrs. Wen felt her heart trembling.

In this case, she can only rely on ouyan Changhong.

Can Ou Yan Changhong be Wang Fan's opponent?

She has no idea.

"You, how dare you kill Ye Qiuji?" Ou Yan Changhong looked back at Wang Fan, and his eyelids jumped, "do you know who he is? He's the pride of the angry fist sect. If you kill him, you'll have to die! "

At the same time, ouyan Changhong can't help but start to retreat.

Wang Fan's strong left a shadow in his heart, he did not have the courage to fight.

You know, even if he fights with Ye Qiuji, he may not be able to fight. As for Wang Fan's killing among several breathing apparatus, it is even more impossible.

So he realized at the first time that he was definitely not Wang Fan's opponent and had to go.

In this case, he had to move the big mountain of elder Zhu LAN, otherwise, no one would be Wang Fan's opponent under the realm of detachment.

"What dare not kill? I even cut off my arrogance and strictness on the fifth day. What is arrogance on the eighth day? Is nuquan great? Maybe it's unattainable in your eyes, but it's not bullshit with me. "

Wang Fan sneered at the retreating Ou Yan Changhong, his eyes full of deep disdain, "as for my Wang Fan will not die well, I'm afraid you don't have to worry about it."

"Old dog ouyan, ye Qiuji is dead. It's your turn. Take your life."

After that, Wang Fan's body soared into the air and flashed directly towards ouyan Changhong. In the middle of the sky, his shadow knife has already come out of its sheath, lifted a bright silver light like the moon, and chopped it to Ou Yan Changhong's head.

Ou Yan Changhong was shocked. In an instant, she stopped the idea of retreating. She resisted her fear and braved her head to meet her.

He lived such a long life, experienced many battles and had rich experience in fighting. He deeply knew that in this case, if he ran away recklessly, he would only be killed effortlessly by Wang Fan.

Instead of doing so, it would be better to fight to the death, even if it is death, but also tear a piece of meat from Wang Fan.

Ouyan Changhong pulls out the sword behind him. The light of the sword flows and directly blocks Wang Fanying's sword.

When the sound of Dangdang rang out, swords collided, burst out bright sparks.

Under Wang Fan's strong attack, Ou Yan Changhong couldn't help retreating. His mouth was numb, his blood was rolling, and his old face became pale with the speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the underdog, but ouyan Changhong is not surprised but happy, he noticed the vitality.

"Ouyan Jiaohong, what are you doing? Let's go together and kill him! Otherwise, I, ouyan Changhong, will die and you will not live! "

Ou Yan Changhong, while frantically resisting Wang Fan's sword, drinks angrily at Mrs. Wen in the distance.

Although Mrs. Wen is only at the early stage of her birth, he just tries his best to pester Wang Fan, so that Wang Fanteng doesn't come. Mrs. Wen may not have the ability to kill Wang Fan.

At the same time, ouyan Changhong also seized the opportunity to drink wildly. The sword spirit reverberated, directly opened Wang Fanying's sword, rolled up countless sword flowers, and rolled toward Wang Fan.

Murderous!

"Ouyan Changhong, the more you live, the more you go back. It's shameless to call a helper even if you beat me as a young man at such an age. "

Wang Fan said sarcastically, momentum suddenly rolling, shadow knife horizontal split out!

When!

At the same time, Wang Fan grinds his teeth crazily, takes a breath, suddenly rushes forward and directly steps on ouyan Changhong's chest.

Boom!

The terrible sound came, and the innate vigorous Qi on ouyan Changhong began to shake sharply. Although there is no tear, but the terrible force still makes Ou Yan Changhong's face more ugly.

Whoa!

He burst out a mouthful of blood and fell back quickly.

"It's worthy of being an old-fashioned elder. This turtle shell is hard. Take another blow from me!"

Wang Fan grinned grimly. He suddenly put away the shadow knife and rushed forward again. First, he kicked the sword in Ou Yan Changhong's hand, and then his fists went up like shells.Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom.

Ouyan Changhong is beaten and retreats, spits blood and flies.

The inborn vigorous Qi on that body is shaking more and more fierce, more and more unreal.

How did he not expect that Wang Fan, who had only slightly gained the upper hand, suddenly burst out such a powerful fighting force.

What makes him vomit blood is NIMA's. don't you mean to take another blow from you? But now, at least ten punches?

Shameless bastard. Shameless.

Wang Fan ignores ouyan Changhong's mood. He forcefully raises his breath and blows one after another on ouyan Changhong. He is furious.

His strength was only 80% recovered, and it took a lot of physical strength to kill Ye Qiu before, so naturally he couldn't delay.

Once ouyan Changhong really entangles him and Mrs. Wen sneaks on, the consequences are really unpredictable.

Under Wang Fan's fierce bombardment, at a certain moment, with a click, the innate vigorous Qi on the surface of ouyan Changhong was smashed.

Wang Fan's momentum is like a rainbow. He points out with one leg and points fiercely on his chest.

Bang!

Click!

There were two more sounds. Ouyan Changhong's sternum was crushed, his mouth gushed with blood, and he fell out with a pale face.

Wang Fan's Qi and blood are also rapidly rolling, and his body is weak.

He didn't continue to pursue and kill. Instead, he calmed the surging force in his body and slowly approached with the shadow knife.

In the distance, Mrs. Wen, who was about to make a move, took back her breath in an instant after seeing this. She did not dare to make any improper moves any more.

Even if Wang Fan seems to be very weak now, she does not dare to think of anything wrong.

It's terrible. It's terrible.

The inborn vigorous Qi of the inborn peak strong was cracked by Wang Fan. She's just in her early days. I'm afraid she can't stand Wang Fan's fist?

"Wang Fan, do you really want to kill everything? It's not over that you have destroyed our ouyan family. Don't you really leave some incense for our ouyan family? " Ou Yan Changhong looked at the approaching Wang Fan and couldn't help roaring.

He has now been severely injured by Wang Fan. Although he has not been abolished, his combat effectiveness is no longer the same. He is no longer Wang Fan's opponent.

"Incense? "Kill them all?" Wang Fan sneered, "don't speak so high sounding, as if I Wang fan is unreasonable."

"I, Wang Fan, have nothing to do with your ouyan family, but you have to provoke me. Still behind me, moving out of the world, ruthless pursuit of me. Why, if I'm not allowed to resist, you may kill me? "

Wang Fanying pointed to ouyan Changhong and said, "ouyan Changhong, right and wrong, I won't say much. You have a good idea. It's your own fault. No wonder I am. "

"What's more, even if Wang fan is unreasonable? Didn't the ancient martial arts believe in respecting the strong? Now, I'm the strong! "

Wang Fan words fall, shadow knife a cut, pounce, directly cut off the Ou Yan Changhong head.

A generation of strong, ouyan Changhong, die!

Wang Fan turned his head and looked at the panicked lady Wen with a smile. "Hello, madam Wen, we meet again."