Chapter 1805

"Why do you always feel that this person is familiar? Is he the little monk who took my space ring and ran away?"

"No, no, three years ago, the little monk's strength was only one level of his position. Even if his qualification was even worse, he could not be promoted to eight levels of his position in just three years."

Huan Mi Wang stares at Wang Fan and mumbles to himself.

In fact, almost half of the monks present, especially those who took part in the war, had been carefully investigated by her mental strength.

She did not doubt Wang Fan, but Wang Fan's strength is too strong, which made her dispel the doubt.

After all, Wang Fan's original strength was only one level, but now she has reached eight levels. She doesn't believe that a person's strength can be improved so quickly.

Although Wang Fan hides his strength, he can naturally detect Wang Fan's real strength by his accomplishments.

Wang fan doesn't know that huanmi Wang under the stage has been staring at him. He looks at the ferocious Ge Liang, and his eyes are full of disdain. "Don't talk nonsense. Since you want to kill me, just let me go."

With the sound, whew, Wang Fan's breath suddenly began a crazy surge, just in a moment, the strength will rise to the fifth level.

Feeling this scene, not only Ge Liang's face changed greatly, but also he Zhengren's face became black in an instant.

None of them thought that Wang Fan was really so evil, and his cultivation was promoted to the fifth level in a moment.

God, how much strength does this guy hide? Is his strength really five levels, but there is something hidden?

Ge Liang's face began to choke violently, and his eyes were full of shock. But soon, the shock in his eyes had disappeared, and replaced by ferocity.

"What about the five levels? I will still kill you Ge Liang was drinking crazily. With a flash of his right hand, he had caught a woodcarving.

The wood carving is black. It's an old man with black hair. At the moment when the woodcarving was captured, a strange and powerful atmosphere diffused.

"Those who pretend to be gods, ghosts and mysteries, die for me!" Ge Liang's hands quickly made the seal knot, and he drank again. With a swing of his right hand, the woodcarving immediately bombarded Wang Fan crazily.

The sound of Wuwu resounds, and the wood carving has suddenly become bigger in the moment of flying out. When it approaches Wang Fan, it has completely become the size of an adult.

The terrifying pressure appeared, and the purple luster flashed inside, which set off the killing power all over the sky, and swept away towards Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, his eyes could not help narrowing slightly, flashing a strange color.

Over the years, he has seen many monks and met many opponents, but he has never seen such an attack as GE Liang.

In the wood carving, he felt a terrible breath of destruction, but the breath of destruction could not be sent out completely.

Wang Fan did not choose to touch the woodcarving, let alone let the purple light around him. Instead, he stepped back and waved his hands suddenly.

With a stroke in the void of his left hand, a long bow formed by aura suddenly took shape, and then with a movement of his right hand, an aura arrow emerged.

Wang Fan grabs the bow with his left hand and pulls it backward. With his right hand, he pulls the arrow above the bow to form a full moon, and then shoots it fiercely.

Whoosh, in an instant, the arrow, which was gathered by aura, had turned into innumerable, and shot towards the purple light crazily.

However, when those arrows hit the purple light, they were just like the eggs of steel. They had split and scattered in an instant, and had little effect on the purple light.

Wang Fan's face could not help changing slightly, his hands suddenly danced, and his mental power gushed out crazily, directly condensing a barrier in front of him.

Purple light will soon impact on the border, in a boom of sound, the border collapse.

Wang Fan looked at the scene, his face changed and retreated.

This purple light is really strange, just like a nothingness, but it can hurt people.

As a last resort, he could only stir up his aura, form a series of defenses on his body surface, and then rush to the purple light.

He wanted to see what the purple light was and how powerful it was.

Soon, Wang Fan had already rushed to the purple light and hit it with one blow.

At the moment of his blow, the fury suddenly appeared and rushed to the purple light, but it still had no effect on it.

The purple light soon broke through the violent whirlpool and interweaved with Wang Fan's body.

After the purple light wrapped around Wang Fan, it did not affect Wang Fan's skin and flesh at all, but attacked his mind crazily.

"Soul attack?" Wang Fan finally understood why his attack had no effect on the purple light. After a long time, the purple light was a soul attack.Aware that the purple light is a soul attack, he completely put down his heart and concentrated his mental energy to attack the purple light crazily.

Even the powerful yuan Shen couldn't control his mind, let alone the five level Ge Liang.

"Death When GE Liang saw the purple light coming into Wang Fan's body, he couldn't help laughing and flashed to Wang Fan.

This wood carving is obtained in a secret place after his death. It is extremely powerful and terrifying, and only works for the soul.

By virtue of this wood carving, he even leaped the ranks and killed the strong men in the eighth level of Weijing.

Originally, this wood carving would be his trump card. He would never take it out when dealing with Wang Fan.

It can be found that after Wang Fan's strength was really promoted to the fifth level of Wei Jing, he was a little timid, so he used it for the first time.

The impact of purple light on Wang Fan's mind will make him dizzy for a short time, and this moment is enough to make him kill Wang Fan.

"This... Looking at Wang Fan, who was suddenly motionless after the purple light penetrated into his body, and then looking at GE Liang, who rushed to Wang Fan crazily, Gong Xiangheng's face suddenly changed.

He never thought that GE Liang had such a treasure. Is it difficult for Wang Fan to get out or even be killed in the first round?

In that case, doesn't it mean that he has to be at the bottom of the list?

Not only Gong Xiangheng, but also the city master and Zhengren of Hemu city had a strange light in their eyes.

He was not surprised that GE Liang could defeat Wang Fan, but he did not expect that GE Liang had such a treasure.

His eyes that looked at the huge Woodcarving in the air began to twinkle, and there was greed in them.

At the same time, whether on or off the stage, countless monks' faces became scared.

They all feel that the wood carving is not simple, but also have guessed the outcome of Wang Fan.

The defeat is settled!

At this time, Ge Liang flash, has come to Wang Fan, his right hand out of a short sword, without hesitation toward Wang Fan's head cut down.

At this time, Wang fan is still in a muddle, as if unaware.