Chapter 1807

"I really should have said that. It's not that the enemies don't get together. The world is really small. If you don't want to die, just give up and go down. Otherwise, I'm afraid you don't have a chance to give up. "

After Wang Fan fell on the platform, he didn't wait for Jing Wu to speak, but spoke out with disdain.

His voice was so loud that it spread all over the square in an instant. At that time, countless monks were attracted to look at him.

The reason why Wang Fan's speech is so ugly is that Jing Wu, who is a rebel, has to admit defeat. After all, if Jing Wu didn't fight, he would admit defeat. He really couldn't do anything about him.

Jing Wu listens to Wang Fan's words, the facial expression is can't help a burst of ugliness.

If Wang fan doesn't open his mouth, he really plans to admit defeat.

But Wang Fan said this in front of so many people. If he didn't admit defeat, where was his face? For monks, sometimes face is more important than anything.

"Wang Fan, don't you just use a trick to kill Ge liang? Why dare you be so arrogant? If you want me to admit defeat, you can't do it. I want to see what means you have

Jing Wu said angrily, with a move of his right hand, he directly sacrificed the bloody cauldron that seriously injured Tu yispear.

In his waving, the bloody cauldron instantly soared into the air, raised endless blood, and killed Wang Fan.

"Yes, you are very kind. I hope you can always have it." Wang Fan looked at the bloody cauldron and disdained to smile.

See his right hand a move, in an instant, the black iron bar has appeared in the hand, and then Wang Fan Teng body up, grab the black iron bar and crazy toward the bloody tripod.

At this moment, the surging waves were torn open, and cracks appeared in the air. In the crazy tearing of the sky, the black iron bar bombarded heavily on the bloody cauldron.

Boom!

There was a huge sound like the power of heaven, and the energy of terror overflowed, just like waves, rushing away in all directions.

However, when the waves hit the edge of the platform, a light curtain appeared, and it had been completely dissolved and disappeared.

Obviously, there is an array on this platform.

Wang Fan's face did not change at all. He had already noticed the existence of the boundary.

But he was shocked that although his stick flew away from the bloody cauldron, the black iron stick was broken in a clattering sound.

Obviously, the bloody cauldron was much higher than the black iron bar, otherwise it could not be broken.

When the audience looked at this scene, they were speechless for a while.

When Wang Fan sacrificed the black iron bar, they thought that the battle was coming to an end.

After all, Wang Fan had killed Ge Liang, who was on the fifth floor of Wei Jing, without sacrificing his weapon. Now in the face of Jingwu, who is on the fourth floor of his position, he sacrificed his weapons, which is obviously not enough to see.

But they didn't think that Wang Fan's weapon was broken.

It's a little funny.

Jing Wu looked at this scene, but also can't help a little Leng, then the war suddenly rose, can't help laughing, "I thought you have how much ability, didn't expect but just embroider pillow ah."

He grinned grimly, his fighting spirit suddenly climbed to the extreme, and madly urged the bloody cauldron to continue to bombard Wang Fan.

Under his urging, the bloody tripod sent out a whine of wind, and the blood in the air was even heavier.

Wang Fan looked at the scene with disdain.

He knew that the reason why he didn't blow the bloody cauldron was not his strength, but the material of the black iron bar.

Yes, the black iron stick was given to him by master Kuye. Master Kuye only had three levels of cultivation, and he had been shrinking in a small place like Tianyun kingdom. It's understandable that what he took out was not good enough.

As for the golden axe, Wang Fan did not take it out. Even the black iron rod given to him by master Kuye broke under the bombardment of the bloody cauldron, and the golden axe was not enough to see.

Instead, he could take out the shadow saber, because he felt that his shadow saber was extraordinary, which was by no means comparable to the bloody cauldron.

But Huan Mi Wang is below, Wang Fan dare not take out shadow knife.

In the face of huanmi king at the beginning, he used seven unique swords. When he took out the shadow sword, his identity would be exposed immediately.

Thinking of this, Wang Fan couldn't help sighing bitterly. However, his movements were not slow at all. His aura was crazy, and he waved his fists directly to the bloody cauldron.

All over the sky, the aura surged all over the body, and a dazzling golden halo appeared on the two fists. Soon, it was close to the bloody cauldron.

Looking at this scene, not only Jing Wu's face changed, but also those monks below.

What does Wang Fan want to do? Is it a magic weapon that he wants to use his body to shake each other?

After Jing Wu recovered, he couldn't help laughing, "since you want to die, I'll help you."He grinned grimly and poured blood essence out of his mouth on the bloody cauldron. His hands danced faster.

Under his dancing, the bloody tripod also became more bright red and more powerful.

It's like being in a sea of blood.

Wang Fan's face didn't change at all, and his fists soon bombarded the bloody cauldron.

Boom boom!

Several thunderous sounds rang through the cauldron, and the cauldron vibrated rapidly. On Wang Fan's fists, there was a blood fog.

However, this is not the key, the key is that the bloody tripod under the bombardment of Wang Fan, the blood color is more and more pale up.

"How is that possible?" Jing Wu was pale and muttered to himself, but there was madness in his eyes.

He recklessly spewed out blood essence and poured it on the bloody cauldron, and his hands danced faster.

Wang Fan's eyes show disdain and his eyes are unshakable.

He seems to be oblivious to the pain of his fists, ignoring the injury of his fists and continuing to attack crazily.

In fact, if he shows all his strength, he only needs one punch to fly the tripod and kill Jingwu. But Wang Fan didn't want to show his strength, so he made such an appearance.

For him, in any case, it is necessary to keep some cards. Otherwise, once you get some powerful attention, you'll be in trouble.

After all, what if other city masters find out that Wang fan is a big threat to the friars in the city and secretly kill him?

He Zhengren doesn't dare to mess, but it doesn't mean other people don't dare to mess.

After several punches, Wang Fan's fists were already bloody. On the other hand, the color of the bloody cauldron was completely faded, and the power was greatly weakened.

At a certain moment, with Wang Fan's another blow, bang, the bloody cauldron, after losing its bloody color, broke with a click.

At the same time, Jing Wu, who controls the bloody cauldron, can't help but gush out a few mouthfuls of blood and scream.

His face was very pale, and there was only shock in his eyes. He never thought that Wang Fan had smashed his magic weapon with his meat fist.

"I" this time, even if Jing Wuli has realized that he is definitely not Wang Fan's opponent. Once the bloody cauldron is broken, he is likely to be killed in the next second, so he plans to admit defeat.

However, how can Wang Fan give him the chance to admit defeat?

At the moment when he just called out the word "I", Wang Fan had already flashed in front of him, and his right fist, which was completely red with blood, blasted hard at his head.