Chapter 1959

Wang Fan noticed the arrival of the two, his face could not help but slightly changed, and then a touch of Senran appeared in his eyes.

"The Ninth level of Wang Jing, do you really think that Wang fan can't kill you? I didn't want to have a head-on collision with you so soon, but since you've sent me to your door, don't blame me, Wang Fan. "

Wang Fan sneered and snorted. Suddenly, he caught the killing short gun.

At the moment when the killing shotgun was caught, a sense of terror was suddenly diffused, and it had spread all over the whole space.

At the moment when the sense of killing spread out, the faces of the friars around changed greatly.

They looked at Wang Fan and the killing gun in Wang Fan's hands, and there was an unprecedented shock in their eyes.

"This, this is what magic weapon, is this the Zun class weapon?"

"What a terrible intention to kill. How many people must be killed in order to send out such a terrible intention to kill?"

"It's terrible. Who is this guy and how can he do it in such an endless stream?"

They all felt a touch of coldness when the voice of horror came out crazily.

Under the violent killing intention, they felt as if they were locked by death, and even did not dare to move again.

As for those monks whose strength is below the fourth floor of the Kingdom, even their legs are showing signs of weakness.

Thirty miles away from here, Wen Ruyu and the monk of the ninth floor of Wang Jing, their faces changed slightly and suddenly stopped.

They look at Wang Fan's direction, and the same shock appears in their eyes.

Even if they were so far away, they felt a touch of palpitation.

This is still the case that the killing short gun has not been fully activated. If it is fully activated, they can't imagine its power.

"Is this a noble weapon? Its power is really extraordinary. But even if you have a superior weapon, I don't believe that you can really control it in such a short time! "

Wen Ruyu whispered, and then stepped forward to the direction of Wang Fan.

"The noble weapon is really extraordinary. This weapon is mine!" In addition, the nine layers of Wang's situation was not to be outdone. His figure suddenly flashed and disappeared here.

Both of them took the killing short gun in Wang Fan's hand as Wang Fan's respected weapon.

Their eyes, are incomparably hot, determined to win!

With their constant approach, the friars around them soon realized their breath.

When they realized their arrival, they felt sorry and excited.

They regretted that when Wen Ruyu and his wife arrived, most of their respected weapons had nothing to do with them.

They are excited that once they arrive, Wang fan doesn't need them to do it. They have their own Wen Ruyu to clean up.

Wang Fan did not speak, but deep breath, and then slowly closed his eyes.

With his eyes closed, the friars around him were puzzled.

At this juncture, why did Wang Fan close his eyes? Did he give up?

Just as they thought of it, their faces suddenly changed.

See Wang fan that just closed eyes suddenly open, then step forward, right hand suddenly a wave, kill short gun is crazy wave out.

"Die for me!"

The sound of madness with infinite ferocity and endless killing intention came out from Wang Fan's throat. A fierce killing intention suddenly appeared, mixed with gun patterns, and bombarded them.

At the same time, Wang Fan's face also became pale in an instant, as if he was completely exhausted, completely depressed.

"What a terrible killing

"Back up!"

Wen Ruyu and his wife felt the violent killing intention, and their faces could not help changing. In an instant, they began to retreat.

When Wen Ruyu was retreating, he waved his right hand and a screen appeared in his hand. After the screen appeared, it directly blocked his body and sent out a strong aura wave.

The ninth layer of Wang Jing grabbed a turtle shell the size of a palm. The turtle shell suddenly became bigger under his finger and wrapped directly around him, emitting a blazing light.

After all this, they started to retreat quickly. At the same time, they danced with their hands and turned into various seals to resist the terrible gun pattern.

Boom boom!

The gun pattern carries a terrifying killing intention. In an instant, under the terrifying killing intention, the two people's illusions of the seal break down and disappear one after another, which can't be resisted at all.

Looking at this scene, their faces changed greatly.

Rao is that they have overestimated the power of the killing short gun, but they still did not expect that the killing short gun would be so terrible.

However, they didn't have time to think about it. The terrible gun pattern had been pounded on the screen and the turtle shell.Boom!

Two terrible loud noises came out. In an instant, the waves rolled and the smoke filled the air.

On the earth, a few Zhang Long gullies suddenly emerge, instantly like a spider web like spread, do not know how far spread.

Those friars around, some of them who were slow to respond, were stirred by the aftershock of terror. In an instant, they had turned into blood mist and disappeared, and there was nothing left.

As for Wen Ruyu, they couldn't help gushing out a mouthful of blood. They were blown out and submerged in the billowing smoke. They didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

This terrible scene made the monks who had escaped a disaster look very different!

In their hearts, there are endless afterfears, and there are also some blessings.

They are glad that Wang Fan didn't attack them before, and they are glad that Wang Fan didn't attack them.

I don't know how long after that, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and everything on the scene reappeared.

I saw in a position not far away, two dark bodies were shaking wildly.

Their clothes and clothes were completely destroyed in the previous storm, leaving only a scorched black, extremely embarrassed.

At this time, their whole body is shaking wildly, dissolving the violence.

Their expression was gloomy, and their killing intention was even stronger than they could imagine.

"Little beast, I swear, I will kill you!"

"Son of a bitch, I swear by Wen Ruyu that I will not kill you in this life and I will not be a human being!"

At a certain moment, the two people's voice which contains the ultimate intention of killing came out crazily, and their body shape flashed and rushed into the air directly.

But they have been looking for Wang Fan for a long time, but they have not found Wang Fan.

"Ah! Search for me, poor and blue, dig three feet in the ground, and find him out for me! "

"Find this man for me at all costs. Anyone who can catch this person, regardless of life or death, will be rewarded with the best spirit stone

The anger in their hearts could not be vented. They could not help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then their voices spread out like thunder.

But this time, although the monks did not dare disobey them, they nodded their heads, but in their hearts, there was a retreat drum.

They're scared. They're really scared.

At the thought of the power of Wang Fan's previous shot, they couldn't help shaking all over and their hearts were trembling.