Chapter 544

A qualified hunter is bound to wait for the best opportunity. Even if this opportunity can't wait, we can't act rashly.

Ying Tianqing deeply understands this truth.

When ye fan killed the four sides, he was not frightened and retreated, but continued to hide carefully.

Finally.

At this moment, the opportunity came.

In the past few seconds when ye fan was distracted, he waited for the opportunity to play his life saving card - the vigorous Qi bead created by master Huangya Taoist priest.

As one of the three major scattered practices in the martial arts world, Taoist crow is the third peak of the realm and the top guru giant.

His all-out strike was terrible.

Vigorous Qi bead explosion.

The earth shaking roar rippled out, and the afterwaves lifted the land and lifted some strong people closest to Ye Fan.

Those watching the battle from afar were also pushed back by an energy of 100 meters.

At the center of the explosion, a small mushroom cloud was born, and the miasma layer above was torn directly.

The whole central area is in the dark.

"Brother fan!"

Meng Qingyin cries sadly.

She couldn't accept that ye fan was blown up.

But such a big movement is like a bomb. How can the human body carry it.

Others have numb scalp.

This is the power of the third great master of Huajing!

A giant at the peak level, the force has been so terrible that one full blow is equivalent to bomb bombing.

No wonder great masters are rarely born.

No wonder there are restrictions on the actions of giants at the national level.

Such a powerful destructive force, if you act recklessly, the consequences will be immeasurable.

"Ha ha ha!"

It should be sunny and extremely pleasant.

"Ye Fan, what are you pretending to be? When you're done, you won't die in my hands. By the way, Luo Hong can't run away. When I catch her, I'll kill her alive."

"Really? Who are you going to kill?"

The cold words, like a sharp sword, pierced the vast smoke and dust and solidified Ying Tianqing's face.

Make the whole audience silent for an instant.

Everyone stared at the center of the explosion.

In the smoke and dust, a figure slowly emerged... It's Ye Fan!

He's not dead!

The crowd exclaimed, unbelievable.

At the moment, Ye Fan is a little embarrassed. His silver hair is broken and some of it is blackened; The rattan clothes on the body are completely ragged and covered with blood.

Shua!

Ye Fan grabbed a corpse, picked off his coat and put it on his body. Then his eyes locked on the sunny day.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm not dead!"

"No!"

Ying Tianqing was terrified and shouted wildly, "it's impossible! It's my master's full blow. How can you resist it? You can't resist it! Your body can't be so strong!"

"No, no! Ye Fan, you are at the end of a powerful crossbow. You are strong outside but strong in the middle. You are dead. You will die. No one can save you!!"

"Kill!"

"Hurry up, Ye Fan is just a bluff. When will you wait if you don't kill him now!"

Scream hysterically when it's sunny.

Wu Lingjun frowned and wanted to fight, but he had some scruples.

"Power, collapse!"

Suddenly, Powell, who had disappeared before, jumped out and used his powers to trap Ye Fan.

However, at the moment when the ground collapsed, Ye Fan stormed up and passed through like lightning. It should be sunny.

Poof... Set off a blood mist.

Ye Fan straightened his waist slowly, and a heart was wriggling in his hand.

It should be sunny, stiff, there is a blood hole in the heart, and the heart has disappeared.

"Ah!"

The picture is terrible.

It's more shocking than directly exploding people.

Some women watching the war screamed, and even the men were scared and covered with goose bumps.

"Er..."

Ying Tianqing's throat made a hoarse and strange voice, looked down at his heart, his pupils contracted and dilated, his face was full of unwilling, followed by regret, and finally filled with resentment.

"Ye Fan... You killed me... My master won't let you go... You're dead!"

"Bang!"

With that, Ying Tianqing didn't fall down, but exploded directly and turned into powder, which was frightening again.

meanwhile.

Ye Fan also pinched and burst his heart.

"Who else!"

Three words, like thunder.

Ye Fan looks back.

Powell thrilled and disappeared immediately.

On the other hand, Wu Lingjun also withdrew from the battlefield, but did not leave the white bone array and hid in the distance.

All eyes focused on Ye Fan, the only focus of attention.

To this point.

Ye Fan was revered and respected by all.

The name of Tianjiao.

be worthy of the name.

When ye fan was not dead, Meng Qingyin wept with joy.

But ye fan was covered with blood and distressed: "sister, brother fan is seriously injured."

Tang Ying was also very distressed. She pinched her fist and said, "Taoist crow hit with all his strength. It was extraordinary. Xiao Fan carried it over and was hurt. Fortunately, the war ended and he could rest."

"Rest? Not necessarily."

Suddenly, joking words sounded nearby.

Meng Qingyin and Tang Ying suddenly looked at Ling hang. Their faces changed and said in one voice, "Ling hang, what are you doing?"

"Don't forget the two sisters. I said I would try my best to win the baby and give it to you as a gift."

"Ling hang, I don't need your hospitality. That's my husband. His baby is my baby. You don't have to do this."

Meng whispered sternly.

Tang Ying said coldly, "Ling hang, you are also a demon genius. You should have principles and pride. Now ye fan is injured. In your heyday, even if you win, you won't win. Why?"

"You don't understand."

Ling hang shook his head, looked at a certain place and murmured, "if I don't do it, they will do it."

"Who?"

When Tang Ying and Meng whispered, three black figures appeared on the battlefield like ghosts.

The appearance of the three made the temperature drop sharply.

Woo woo.

The vigorous breath spread out and shocked the whole audience, because it was too fierce. It was definitely the top demon level.

Why did such a demon suddenly appear?

Where did you come from!

The sudden accident made Meng Qingyin angry, "Ling hang, who is that? Is he with you!"

"Yes and No."

"What do you mean!"

"I'm from the same organization as them, but my stronghold is different. I'm from the eighth stronghold of the organization. By the way, there's another name, called..."

"The eighth son of God!"