Chapter 586

Looking at Zhao Fang, who burst open and finally didn't even have any residue, there was silence all around.

The soul refining Taoist master looked more dignified and looked at Yan wanjuan with a flicker of fear.

As for the others, they all looked shocked.

The guy who fought the robbery just now and couldn't be killed by the sky.

Died under this woman's finger?

How strong is this woman?

For a while.

All the people who reacted looked at Yan wanjuan with deep shock and complexity.

"Ah... Damn flirtatious bitch, you dare to kill your big brother, Decepticon. What are you doing there? Do it."

A shrill cry came out, but Mandala's eyes were red and roared. He was about to rush, but he was held down by Lin su.

"You are not her opponent."

Lin Su grabbed the mandala and quickly stepped back.

however.

Although Datura has retreated, it can still remotely control Decepticons.

Decepticons are about to attack.

But Yan wanjuan frowned slightly and raised her jade hand slightly. She didn't bang at the Decepticons, but pointed at the mandala.

"Decepticon, kill her!"

Datura is already crazy. Instead of resisting, it manipulates Decepticons and bombards Yan wanjuan with one punch.

Yan wanjuan's face changed slightly, but she didn't expect that Datura was so decisive.

The finger that had pointed to Datura had to withdraw and point to Decepticons.

The Decepticon tiger trembled and roared at him without any injuries on the surface.

Yan wanjuan frowned slightly, but she didn't fight hard with her, and her body retreated violently.

"No matter where you escape, you will die!"

Datura shouted, and his killing intention became stronger and stronger.

Zhao Fang was the first person she saw when she opened her eyes.

For Zhao Fang, she has a special feeling. This feeling is different from that of men and women. It is somewhat similar to the relationship between father and daughter.

Seeing Zhao Fang killed in front of his eyes, the always peaceful Datura was angry.

She didn't notice.

When the killing intention in her eyes became stronger and stronger, a strange Rune appeared in the center of her eyebrows.

The rune pattern emits a faint green awn and links several green ropes similar to meridians.

With the madness of Datura, these greens began to shine. At first glance, they looked like a chain to lock Datura.

She didn't notice.

Lin Su noticed it.

Moreover, in the green rope, he felt a powerful power.

be like.

This green rope is not an ordinary thing, but the rule of the road, which contains irresistible dignity.

Boom!

Lin Su was bounced away by this strange force. When he retreated, he lost his ability to block Mandala.

The mandala's eyes were red, like a angry little beast. It was about to show its fangs. The green rope suddenly burst into infinite light and locked the mandala.

When the light dissipates, the figure of Datura disappears.

Left in place, only a faint datura flower.

"This..."

The martial artists around were stunned again.

Not only them, but even Yan wanjuan was stunned. She seemed to think of something. Her eyes burst out. Her body moved, but she went straight to Datura.

The palm of his hand is about to catch Datura.

"His grandmother was killed by a woman. Ben Di is really unhappy."

A voice full of anger suddenly came, which made Wan Juan's palm slightly stiff.

As she turned around, she saw a passage of fire in the place where Zhao Fanggang had just disappeared.

A figure dressed in gold came out of the flame passage.

That figure, no one else, is Zhao Fang!

"Why aren't you dead?"

Yan wanjuan was shocked when she saw Zhao Fang.

Just now, she didn't have the slightest room to keep her hand. Zhao fangduan couldn't have vitality.

It is true.

Zhao Fang's body exploded and was killed in a second.

But what is the explanation for this scene?

Looking at Yan wanjuan, Zhao Fang was thankful, "his grandmother's Xin lost money and the emperor was smart. He contained a 'rejuvenation pill' in advance. Otherwise, the sewer will capsize this time."

Fu Sheng Dan, Zhao Fang, comes from the Mu nationality in the boundary of the five elements ruins.

He has three in his hand.

Each one has the ability to bring people back to life.

This enabled Zhao Fang to be raised with blood after his death.

Zhao Fang's resurrection shocked everyone.

Directly frightened.

After all.

Just now, all the people present saw Zhao Fang "dead" with their own eyes. Now, they jumped out alive, which really challenged their nerve tolerance.

"Hum, although I don't know what secret technique you used to avoid it, this time, you will die!"

Yan wanjuan's eyes were cold. When she hummed coldly, the jade hand pointed to Zhao Fang again.

"This time, you will die! Look at the emperor, how to * * you!"

Zhao looked cold and suddenly a card appeared in his hand.

Character experience card.

At the moment, he got from the SSS mission, the leader of the wasteland.

The card burst.

With a bang, Zhao Fang was filled with endless flames.

Flame spread, ten feet, hundred feet, thousands of feet, just a few blinks of an eye, spread all over the place.

When the flame spread, Zhao Fang's breath soared to an unprecedented height.

The breath is so strong that even Yan wanjuan is not as good as it.

"The later period of land respect?!"

The soul refining Taoist priest opened his eyes and looked shocked and incredible.

Even Yan wanjuan, who was ready to make a move, was stunned in situ and showed a rare shock on her leisurely face.

"Impossible! How is that possible?"

Yan wanjuan couldn't believe it.

She is, not to mention others?

"You can become the middle of the land respect territory. Why wouldn't the emperor be the later of the land respect territory?"

In the sea of fire, a dull voice came out.

At the same time, clear footsteps came out.

The sea of fire surged and roared, as if welcoming their king.

A figure came out of the sea of fire. The man was Zhao Fang.

Zhao Fang is just like a talent. The only difference is that his breath has become extremely strong and solid. Even Yan wanjuan is shocked when she sees it.

Behind Zhao Fang, there was a virtual shadow of flame condensation.

It was a young man with freckles on his face, red fruit on his upper body, a red bead necklace around his neck, and a skull brand.

On the young man's right arm, there is a very bright tattoo with only four letters' ASCE '.

"Who is this man?"

Yan wanjuan stared at the virtual shadow. By feeling, she knew that Zhao Fang's change must have something to do with the virtual shadow in front of her.

"You don't need to know who he is. You just need to remember that slaves have a slave attitude."

Zhao Fang's mouth was cold. When he clenched his fists, flames swarmed behind him, as if they were all condensed on this fist.

then.

Under Yan wanjuan's frightened expression, she burst out: "fire fist!"