Chapter 2857

Xing Ji listened to Wang Fan's words with a gloomy look and a pale face.

Before Wang Fan asked them whether they were going up one by one or together, but he despised Wang Fan and asked what Wang Fan was, and you deserve it?

But now, he was brought to the stage by Wang Fan and crushed by Wang Fan. What a shame and irony is this?

"You want to die!"

At this time, a roar came from behind Wang Fan, accompanied by a roar, followed by a bang.

The whole platform trembled wildly, and immediately a dark shadow had already rolled up the violent killing power and rushed to Wang Fan.

Aojiang's face was also extremely ugly, and his killing power was extremely violent and could not be contained.

Wang Fan, in full view of the public, brings him and Xing Ji to the battlefield in an almost humiliating way. He also forcibly crush Xing Ji and tramples him on the ground like a dead dog.

This is not only to humiliate Xing Ji, but also to humiliate him and all the friars in Baiyun city.

In this case, if he doesn't do something about Aojiang, if he doesn't step Wang Fan back strongly, where will their face be?

Aojiang's timing is excellent, and he is ready to reach the peak. He is 80% sure of this blow, which will severely damage or even kill Wang Fan.

At this moment, in his eyes, only ferocious, only killing.

The fierce fighting style surged like a wave in the whole space and went straight to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's face didn't change much. Just when the fierce fighting style was about to tear him, he suddenly offered a wide knife behind him. Once he turned his body, he would have a knife behind him.

Boom!

Knife light burst, crazy volume in the fist above.

Accompanied by a harsh roar, the fist style and knife light were smashed at the same time.

At this time, Wang Fan had turned around and faced the Aojiang River.

He didn't have the slightest nonsense. He stepped out one step and cut out another.

Rambling sword wave swept the world, with endless fury of the knife, crazy toward the Aojiang cut.

When Aojiang saw this, he yelled angrily. He also grabbed a halberd. The halberd waved like the halberd of the God of war, sweeping toward the fury of the sword.

The roar of the earthquake came out again, and the sword and the halberd began to collapse at the same time.

But everyone knows that Wang Fan still has the upper hand.

His intention was too violent, at least the attack of Aojiang could not be resisted.

Aojiang's face was also very ugly. His body retreated, and at the same time he soared into the air, and his halberd in his hand was constantly waving.

The void vibrates, the halberd is all over the sky, and the killing intention is crazy.

The violent and terrible attack was like a wave of unmatched waves, rushing towards Wang Fan, which seemed to annihilate some and shatter everything.

Wang Fan felt the scene, and a touch of irony appeared in his eyes. His broad knife danced and the same knife crossed.

In a flash, the Dao River rolled down like a wave, rolling and roaring towards the halberd awn. It was also a harsh roar, and both collapsed and disappeared at the same time.

"Sneak attack? "I want to die?" Wang Fan's body also soared into the air. He looked at Aojiang in front of him with disdain, and his voice was full of contempt,

"I want to see who is looking for death, and you can stop me!" With the sound, Wang Fan has stridden forward, at the same time, wide knife waved forward again.

With every step of his fall and every wave of his sword, the power of the sword will be stronger, as if it is a condensation of the general trend of heaven and earth.

When he took three steps, Wang Fan was less than 1000 meters away from Aojiang.

At this moment, the power of his body has also been furious to an unimaginable level.

In that terrible knife, Aojiang was bombed back and forth, his face was appalled.

His halberd, which was madly condensed, was vulnerable to a single blow in front of the terrible sword, and all of them collapsed.

At the moment, he felt that Wang Fan was a powerful and domineering God of the sword, which was unattainable and insurmountable.

"Say I want to die? Now I want to ask, "who is looking for death?" Wang Fan's voice was like thunder, and the broad sword fell again.

The fury of the sword rolled across the void, when the head fell, Aojiang could no longer resist, the whole person was overturned out, spewing out a few mouthfuls of blood.

At this moment, his face was very pale, and his eyes were full of humiliation.

He Aojiang, even so vulnerable to it?

He still remembers that when Wang Fan didn't reach the eighth level, he never paid attention to Wang Fan and thought that Wang Fan could be destroyed easily.

Even if Wang Fan defeated manghu and ascended the seventh level, he still did.

But now, Wang Fan stepped on the eighth floor strongly, and it didn't take long to crush Xing Ji with him. What a irony?

Wang Fan's overbearing and strong, it is far beyond his expectations and imagination.

"You, a vulnerable mole ant, have the right to challenge me? Don't you think you'll be invincible if you hit the eighth floor? ""As the saying goes, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. Now, do you feel it?"

Wang Fan's voice was mighty, just like the power of heaven. Another word fell, and his broad sword fell down again.

The roar of the sound of tremor, Aojiang was directly split out, the body splashed out endless blood fog.

Wang Fan didn't wait for him to land at all. He had already caught up with him and immediately stepped on his head.

Seeing this scene, people tremble. Wang Fan wants to humiliate Aojiang!

"Presumptuous!"

"Enough!"

"Stop it

Inside the pavilion, Xia Yuntian, Xia Yunxuan, and Xia Yunyi's faces were ugly for a moment, and they almost opened their mouths and drank angrily at the same time.

However, where would Wang Fan care about their voice? His right foot has been mercilessly trampled on Aojiang's head.

Another roaring sound. Aojiang was directly trampled on his head by Wang Fan and fell down on the battlefield. The battlefield trembled.

All people are staring at this scene, their hearts are also following the tremor.

What is strong and overbearing? This is it!

Previously, Aojiang provoked Wang Fan, saying that the higher Wang Fan climbed, the harder he would fall. He also said that Heifeng city would not be able to end, and his face would be even worse.

But how long did it take for Wang Fan to return his words intact, and directly trample him on the battlefield in a domineering and powerful way of humiliation. What a satire and slap?

In full view of the public, Aojiang was so humiliated that he fell to the altar. If people think of him again in the future, I'm afraid the first thing they think of will be this battle.

As the saying goes, the higher you climb, the harder you fall. Aojiang has already suffered its own consequences.

"I want you to stop, don't you hear me?" Inside the pavilion, Xia Yunxuan has already stood up.

He clenched his fists and looked at Wang Fan coldly. The anger and killing intention in his eyes were almost real, and he didn't hide it.

Wang Fan disdained glanced at him, "who are you? Do I know you?"

Xia Yunxuan suddenly stops talking and can't help pinching the tip of his fist.

Wang Fan said, "I don't know you. Why should I listen to you? What are you?"

All hearts tremble. Is Wang Fan going to fight all the way to the end?

"The pride of Baiyun city? Is that the strength? Just now, the wind was blowing so much. Now, what's the result? I've stepped on it

Wang Fan didn't have the consciousness to stop provocation. He pointed to Xia Yuntian's three brothers and said, "five people, I've stepped on two. Next, let's go together. Don't waste time."

With the sound, the scene was dead!