Chapter 3697

These two men's accomplishments are all on the seventh floor of the immortal statue, and their breath is very terrible.

Their eyes are like hawks and falcons, staring at Wang Fan and Wang Fan, and their murders are undisguised.

Wang Fan felt the powerful momentum of the two people, and his pupils shrank slightly, and instantly became dignified.

Cloud Philippines is disdain of turn away two people one eye, sneer a way, "yes, is originally the exalted kill, how can you?"

"To die!"

Both of them were furious.

With a roar, a burst of sound came out. Their breath burst and they directly killed Yunfei.

Yunfei sneer, happy not afraid, body shape a flash, also killed to two people.

Wang Fan stayed for a while. What does that mean? Did he ignore himself?

He didn't let Yunfei face them alone. Instead, he flashed at one of them and said, "your opponent is me!"

The man saw that Wang Fan was killed, and he was very angry.

His body momentum burst, the whole body Xianyuan stormed, a blow directly to Wang Fan's head.

Wang fan saw this, his face slightly changed, and his body suddenly flashed to avoid the attack.

The next second, his physical strength and Xianyuan burst out at the same time, condensed in the right leg and kicked the other side's waist and abdomen.

Facing the seventh floor of xianzun, Wang Fan did not dare to be careless.

Pure physical combat, that is to seek death.

The friar saw Wang Fan's right leg sweeping, and a touch of disdain appeared in his eyes. He turned his other hand into a big palm and patted it directly.

Wang fan can not avoid, can only bite his teeth forward.

Bang!

There was a blast, and they collided.

The short silence, Wang Fan only felt a strong attack, was directly shock fly out.

His right leg was shaking wildly, releasing the force that poured into his right leg.

The seven story immortal was much better than Wang Fan, only retreated more than ten Zhang.

"Xianzun third floor, you are very good."

After the man stabilized his figure, he gave Wang Fan a cold glance. The next second, his immortal field was released directly. While crushing Wang Fan, he killed Wang Fan again.

Wang Fan didn't speak, but his face was very dignified. Almost at the moment when the other party's immortal realm oppressed him, his immortal realm was also crazy.

Boom!

There was a loud explosion in the void, and their immortal realm almost collapsed at the same time.

The man felt the field of xianzun crumbling, his body slightly stagnated, and his face turned a little pale.

He didn't seem to think that a mere three-tier mole ant could block his immortal realm.

Although Wang fan is also very uncomfortable, but there is no stagnation.

Almost at the moment of each other's stagnation, the Taigu magic sword had already grasped in his hand, and then killed him madly.

"God cut off!"

A burst of drink, sword like a dragon, directly toward the other side cut.

The light of the swords was like a storm of destruction. They all went to the seventh floor of the immortal statue, as if they were going to tear each other to pieces.

The immortal's face changed slightly, but he also reacted quickly.

"A small skill of carving insects!"

He disdained a low roar, the body fairy yuan stormed, hands into a fist, directly hit out.

Boom!

The sound of a startling explosion, the fury of the boxing style tearing on the sword, directly tearing the sword into pieces.

However, the seven layers of xianzun were not there, and his body began to retreat.

On the tip of his fist, there were even blood holes.

Wang Fan's face was ferocious and suddenly became crazy.

With a whoosh, he pounced on each other again and cut off the sword madly.

"God cut off!"

"God cut off!"

"God cut off!"

A series of swords emerge, stirring endless sword meaning, overwhelming, as if to submerge the whole space.

The immortal felt the scene, his face changed slightly, but he was not afraid.

"Broken!"

"Collapse!"

"Out!"

His mouth also roared a voice, and then the iron fist like a dragon, crazy to the dense tearing sword.

With a roar, the sword was smashed.

Boom, the sword will be broken again!

When all the swords were torn, his whole left arm had completely disappeared.

"No wonder you can cut the pride of my ancient family. You really have some strength."

He coldly looked at Wang fan not far away, there was killing intention in his eyes, but also dignified.

Although his cultivation is also the seventh level of xianzun, he is much worse than those of Huang Qing in Cuba.

Otherwise, he would not be cut off by Wang Fan's God.Wang Fan's face is also incomparable dignified, at the moment he is also extremely uncomfortable.

One after another, this kind of martial art of God chopping broke out. For him, the consumption was also huge.

But he could not retreat, let alone escape.

Yunfei is not far away. If he escapes, Yunfei will be very dangerous.

Wang Fan stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth. His body suddenly soared into the air, and his breath began to rage. The next second, the Taigu sword cut down again.

"The first move of Shenjian!"

With a roar and a roar, the immortal statue retreated.

However, his injury is not heavy.

"I want to see how many times you can use this kind of martial arts."

He sneered and his breath began to expand wildly. He stepped on the earth and continued to kill Wang Fan in a roaring sound.

Wang Fan didn't care about him at all. He rose up and began to brew the second style of Shenjian.

His breath is stronger and stronger, and his sword is more and more violent.

Soon, the second form of Shenjian was formed and cut down.

Whoosh!

The sword covered the sky and fell down from the sky as if to destroy everything.

As soon as the immortal master grasped his right hand, an iron bar appeared in his hand. The iron bar swept the void and bombed the sword.

With a roar, the sword was smashed. At the same time, he retreated hundreds of feet.

Wang Fan continued to leap forward, his Taigu sword continued to dance, his momentum gathered again, and his sword was stronger.

"How could it be?"

The immortal felt the scene and his face changed.

How is that possible?

How is that possible?

How can Wang Fan still exert such powerful martial arts skills? Does he have no consumption?

Also, what kind of martial art is it? How can it be so abnormal?

His face was finally dignified, and there was fear in his eyes.

However, Wang Fan didn't pay any attention to him at all. Soon, he had chopped the third sword.

The third move of the sword fell down, accompanied by a startling explosion again. The seven story immortal finally couldn't resist, and the whole person was blown out.

But Wang Fan didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness and continued to brew the fourth move of Shenjian.

At this time, the monk was afraid at last.

He wants to escape!

However, can we escape?

At this time, if you run away, you will die.

He has to fight hard!

Boom!

There was another loud noise, and his body was broken and bleeding.

Wang Fan didn't continue to perform the fifth move of the divine sword, but took advantage of the moment when his body broke, a big space appeared in front of the other side, with a hiss and a sword cut off his head.

A powerful immortal, seven layers, meteorite!

Wang Fan turned to another battlefield, where Yunfei was still fighting with the other man.

It's hard to separate the two men's war.