Chapter 2940

The terror of thunder, rolling up the destruction of the storm, crazy toward the shame of killing.

However, as the seventh heaven pride of Jiandi palace, Cang Qian is far more than others.

He gave a big drink, but he didn't want to retreat. On the contrary, he burst out a more violent force.

Seeing him break through the air with two fists, it's like he blew out mountains and directly bombed the thunderdragons.

The roaring crack sound came out, and I was ashamed that the extremely violent boxing style was blowing on the thunder dragons, and even smashed the thunder dragons.

The violent storm of Lei Yuan burst open, and the aftershocks surged on Cang Qian. However, that little power could not bring any threat to Cang Qian.

"What, Cang Kui smashed the Thunder Dragon with two fists?"

"It's a terrible power. Is it enough to frighten everything?"

"Is this new rising Wang Fan going to stop here? But even so, he is proud enough. "

Looking at this scene, the hearts of the people trembled, and everyone could not help talking about it.

The power of shame is really terrible. With his terrible body, he is a sharp weapon to kill people.

He doesn't have to use any martial arts to suppress the arrogance of most of his peers.

"Friar ray, you do have some talent. However, with such a little talent, you are not qualified to come to our Jiandi palace to show off your power. "

Cang Kui looked down at Wang Fan, who was not far away, and spoke with disdain.

Just with the previous blow, he already knew that Wang Fan's cultivation had only three levels of Empire.

It's just a joke that a guy who has only three floors in the imperial realm dares to block the door and challenge his Jiandi palace.

Let alone challenge elder martial brother Liao Chengyuan, Wang fan is definitely not an opponent even if he is ashamed.

He is ashamed, and has been invincible in the same territory. So far, he has never met an enemy. If Wang fan is lower than him, will he look down on him?

"Is it?" Wang Fan's face was still calm and not angry when he heard the shame of sarcasm.

While speaking, his body shape had been frantically saved, directly toward the past.

"What is he going to do?"

"Close combat? Is he crazy? "

"This guy, was he a little silly by the previous blow?"

The onlookers were shocked again when they saw that Wang Fan had taken the initiative to rush to the shame.

You know, Cang Qian is a monk who is famous for his strength. In this case, Wang fan should open the distance, and then use the horror knife to attack.

However, now, Wang Fan wants to fight close to him, which ·

"are you looking for death? Since you want to die, I will help you. " Cang was ashamed to see that Wang Fan did not retreat, but approached his body.

Can't this guy bear such a setback? What's more, he just defeated his Thunder Dragon and humiliated him a few words. He didn't do much harm to him, did he?

Wang fan can't even accept such a small setback. This person is not worth mentioning!

Cang felt ashamed and thought that he had already taken a big step forward and killed Wang Fan.

In close combat, will he be afraid of Wang Fan? It was a joke. In his opinion, Wang Fan wanted to die by himself.

Wang Fan was close to the face of shame soon, his physical strength was surging wildly, and his whole body muscles were contracted at this moment, adjusted to the best state.

He didn't have the slightest fancy, didn't have the slightest hesitation, clenched his right fist, and immediately burst out, directly hit the shame of the head.

Cang Qian is a body refining monk, so is Wang Fan.

What's more, Wang Fan has also become a holy body. Even in close combat, will he be afraid of this shame?

Wang Fan's fist was very common. It didn't set off many storms, just like a random blow.

"Crazy, this guy must be crazy."

"Pity the proud man. Is he going to fall as soon as he rises?"

"Ah, although the strength is extraordinary, but the mind is too bad."

When people saw this scene, they were more sure that Wang Fan was crazy and couldn't bear to see it.

It's not such a way to fight with a body refining monk, even if it's for death, is it?

His fists were already clenched again, and his whole body muscles were tight. His fists went to Wang Fan's fists.

Fist to fist, direct hard shake, this is the way of the training monks.

Bang!

The two fists collided and sent out a terrible explosion. The violent force burst open. Then everyone saw that a figure was blown out straight.

When all the people saw who the person was, they were even more dull and couldn't believe their eyes.

I'm so ashamed. I'm so ashamed that I was blown away by one blow. What's wrong···His shame was also a tremor in his heart. He didn't expect that Wang Fan's seemingly ordinary fist contained such terrible power.

Monk, this guy is also a monk, and he is no worse than him.

Cang Kui understood these in an instant, and his heart trembled wildly.

Dao Xiu, a gifted demon, controls the energy of thunder elements, and is no less than his shameful body refining monk.

Where on earth did this guy come from? This talent is too bad, isn't it?

However, Wang Fan didn't care about the shock of Cang Qian at all. Almost at the moment when Cang Qian was blown out, he had already flashed to keep up with him, and then he went out like a storm.

The rumbling sound came out, where can I resist the overwhelming power?

Just in a flash, he had become a sandbag, flying in the air, blood gushing.

Only once he lost power, he had fallen into an absolute disadvantage. He suffered a disastrous defeat and could only be abused.

In the end, Wang Fan hit Cang Qian with another blow and dropped him off the battlefield. He said with disdain, "I'm really sorry, you are not qualified to let me die."

When Wang Fan finished, he stopped looking at Cang Kui, and his eyes fell on the position of Jiandi palace again.

When he fell to the ground, his face was ugly and gray.

He was so ashamed that he was defeated, and he was still defeated by his own proud strength. What a blow?

At the moment, he is just like Ningxian before, no one cares about him, not even many people go to see him more.

Where is the loser entitled to glory?

"On the seventh floor of Jiandi palace, I'm afraid I've lost. Now, elder martial brother Liao Chengyuan can do it?"

Wang Fan's voice was like a sound thunder, which exploded at the scene, making the vast void fall into dead silence again.

That's right. Now even the seventh level of shame has been defeated. Who dares to say that Wang fan is not qualified to challenge the eighth level of Liao Chengyuan?

Although there is more than one trainee on the seventh floor of Jiandi palace, he represents the strongest fighting force of the seventh floor.

He has been defeated, which means that no one in the seventh tier is Wang Fan's opponent.

Silence, silence.

No one thought that Wang Fan would be so fierce. After only two battles, he had already hit the eighth floor of Jiandi palace, even in front of Liao Chengyuan.

"What are you? You are qualified to challenge elder martial brother Liao. My Murong Yan is enough to destroy you!"

Another voice of disdain came from the direction of Jiandi palace. Then everyone saw that a rebellious young man with a sword fell on the platform.

Seeing this man, everyone's eyes couldn't help stagnating. Although he is not Liao Chengyuan, he is also a proud man on the eighth floor of Jiandi palace.