Chapter 2256

"Cough, the little guy is not slow. He escaped here so quickly. It's really not easy."

The old man looked at Wang Fan with a smile and looked very kind.

But his voice was a little weak, and he coughed from time to time, as if he would catch his breath at any time.

Wang Fan listens to this words, the pupil can't help shrinking, but soon returned to normal.

He hugged his fist and said politely, "this old man, I don't know what you mean. I don't know who you are."

In the speech, although Wang Fan was silent on the surface, but in the dark, he had already run the aura in his body crazily, and communicated with the killing shotgun.

In the face of the old man's horrible existence, which is likely to be the sixth level of Zunjing, he dare not be careless.

The old man glanced at Wang Fan, coughed twice and said, "it doesn't matter who I am. I just want to ask, master of Wuhai sect, have you killed me?"

Wang Fan listens to this words, the heart moment is cannot help a sudden.

He already knows who this guy is. This guy is from wuhaizong.

It's said that there was a strong man in Wuhai sect who respected the six levels of the realm. It seems that he is true.

Wang Fan was more dignified when he learned the identity of the old man. He held his fist respectfully and said, "old master"

only when Wang Fan said these three words, he had already moved abruptly.

Almost in an instant, he had seized the killing rifle and rushed towards the old man.

However, Wang Fan's face could not help changing when he was planning to stimulate the prohibition and the violent killing intention in the killing short gun.

He only felt a huge pressure on himself, and he could not touch the prohibition in the killing shotgun.

Wang Fan was shocked when he noticed this scene.

It was the first time that he could not touch the ban of killing short guns under pressure.

Is the sixth floor of Zunjing really so terrible?

"Cough, little fellow, I didn't have you when I came out. Don't take out your little tricks. "

"Well, it seems that you really killed that useless guy. You only respect the realm of a layer, even can kill respect the realm of five layers, really a hero out of youth ah

The old man's body emerged a majestic pressure, in the boom to Wang Fan at the same time, his old voice also spread out again.

There was a touch of sarcasm in his eyes that looked at Wang Fan. In a flash, he had already flashed to Wang Fan.

In the moment of approaching Wang Fan, his dry right hand suddenly protruded and directly grasped Wang Fan.

Without the slightest dispersion of killing power, without the slightest overflow of Qi, it is a common grasp.

But with his grasp, Wang Fan immediately felt as if there were countless invisible threads winding around him, which made it extremely difficult for him to move.

Wang Fan was deeply shocked. Although he had already guessed the strength of Zunjing six levels, he had guessed that he was not the opponent of Zunjing six levels.

But he never thought that he would be so powerless in front of the six strong men of Zunjing.

Seeing that the withered palm is about to grasp on his body, Wang fan can no longer care about others, crazily biting his teeth, burning blood essence.

At the same time, the golden energy and aura in his body also surged out madly, converged on the killing shotgun in his right hand and blasted out hard.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the old man's dry right palm was patted on the killing shotgun. Wang Fan only felt a strong attack, and could not help spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood and flying backwards.

A violent force, like a rough sea, rushed into his body and began to wreak havoc.

Wang Fan felt an unspeakable pain.

Powerful, it's so powerful!

It was the first time that Wang Fan met such a powerful enemy.

Similarly, for the first time, he felt powerless.

Wang Fan was blown away for tens of meters before he landed heavily on the ground.

With a single blow, or a random slap, he was seriously injured.

Wang Fan's heart was full of fear. What he was afraid of was not the power of the old man's hand, but the old man's means of restraining him.

Under the strong pressure and invisible bondage of the old man, his strength can't play much.

"Cough, little guy, it's useless. In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy is useless."

"You just respect the environment. Even if you use the means again, you won't be my opponent. You'd better go back with me. I want to do a good research. What's the secret in you

The old man said lightly that he had approached Wang Fan again.

Wang Fan's face became ugly.

His fists were clenched, and his eyes were ferocious and scarlet.Just as he was going to continue burning blood essence regardless of everything to resist, he would explode himself if he couldn't.

Suddenly, the hidden golden energy in his mind moved strangely.

The golden energy just quickly turned around his body, and the invisible bondage imposed on him had completely disappeared.

However, his injury has only improved, but he has not recovered.

Wang Fan felt this scene, first also Leng, then ecstatic.

Although his injury has not been healed by golden energy, removing the shackles is the biggest help for him.

Wang Fan suppressed his inner ecstasy, and still looked at the old man as ferociously as before, "old bastard, if you want to study the young master, you should not dream."

"The Lord of wuhaizong was indeed killed by my master. He was killed by my master on the fifth floor of Zunjing. He deserved to be killed."

"If you want to take revenge for that rubbish, just do it and see if you will frown."

Wang Fan's ferocious roar has madly triggered the killing intention in the killing short gun, and blasted out.

The valiant old man of the sixth floor of Zunjing never thought that Wang Fan could get rid of his bondage and pressure and launch such a fierce counterattack.

When he reacts, the killing short gun in Wang Fan's hand has set off a series of terrifying gun patterns and killing power, covering him in the past.

Looking at the gun pattern all over the sky and feeling the terrible killing power, the old man's face finally changed slightly. But it's just a change, far from fear.

I see that it is just a random step back, that is, it has exited hundreds of meters away.

In a moment, his dry right hand came out again, but this time it turned into a fist and bombarded the gun pattern and killing power.

Boom, boom, boom!

The old man's fists rolled up a violent energy storm and pounded hard on the gun pattern killing power all over the sky.

All of a sudden, those spear patterns began to collapse.

However, although the gun pattern killing power is collapsing, the old man still underestimates their power.

Even though his fists have blocked many gun patterns, there are still several of them on him.