Chapter 187： Fang Han

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Facing the thousands of people in the Flying Dragon gang, Jiang Chen said this in such a gesture, telling the people present what was wild and uninhibited.

The young people of the Cangmu tribe are still bloody. Seeing Jiang Chen so, they are all **** and surging.

Of course, the premise is that Jiang Chen survives in the next quarter of an hour.

Otherwise, all these behaviors will be a joke.

The Flying Dragon Gang and others who responded were furious. They rely on their advantages, but they would not take Jiang Chen into their eyes.

Many people have taken out their crossbows and pointed at Jiang Chen.

"He, kill me."

At this time, a magnetic sound sounded.

A tall and mighty young man came out of the crowd, wearing light armor and well-developed limbs, and his resolute face revealed a cold chill.

"Fang Han!"

The people present exclaimed that this young man is famous in this world, with excellent talents and strong strength.

Some people say that he will have a great chance to get a place in the sanctuary of Muyu this time.

Such a character is completely different from the youth who died under the sword of Jiang Chen.

Youth is bullying, but Fang Han is strong.

Fang Han was quite prestigious in the Flying Dragon Gang, and a few words stopped everyone who wanted to do it. They looked at Jiang Chen with pitying eyes.

"Do you think you're great?" Fang Han stepped forward and stared at Jiang Chen.

After waiting for Jiang Chen to speak, he said, "Do you like to be in the limelight? Then I tell you, all the people of the Cangmu tribe here will die today. The woman my brother wants to marry, I will make her a gang tool. "

With this, the people of the Cangmu tribe were deeply desperate, and Zhang Juan also turned pale.

"The premise is that you have to do it." Jiang Chen said with a slight smile.

"Ah."

Fang Leng smiled, and put his hand on the waist of the knife handle. It was a slender knife, close to the fourth-order spirit knife of a sword.

He pulls the knife slowly, with his own rhythm.

The majestic air of the sword kept overflowing in the process, and the blade exuded sharp eyes.

"Instantly chopped!"

With one third of the blade still unsheathed, Fang Han suddenly bent over and rushed away. During the charge, the spirit knife was cut straight out.

Huh!

This knife was fast and fierce, and he crossed Jiang Chen's body, separating it from his waist.

The Flying Dragon gang applauded loudly, the last hope of the Cangmu tribe was shattered, and Zhang Juan sat on the ground softly.

"what?"

But soon, people found that Jiang Chen's separated figure disappeared.

Afterimage? !!

Everyone was shocked at the thought.

"Introduction to Shenyou Realm in the late stage, master the shape of the sword, there are fourteen caves in the body."

"At your age, this realm can be justified, but there are so few acupoints. It seems that there is no heart to strive for upstream."

Jiang Chenren was standing there steadily in the air, looking down at Fang Han, and speaking out his information one by one.

"Oh my God, he can fly ?!"

"Couldn't it be a strong man traveling above the sky?"

Everyone's chin is being scared away, and some people think that Jiang Chen is a peerless powerhouse, who is idle and bored to play on earth.

However, Jiang Chen's realm at this time was only a mid-term entry, and he did not improve because of flying.

"You talked about my realm, and talked about my divine acuity, but it's ridiculous to say nothing about the shape of the sword." Fang Han was also surprised, but came awake first.

Hearing what he said, he was very proud of his prototype.

"I can escape you perfectly, is it worthy to say what your prototype is?" Jiang Chen chuckled.

Fang Han was stunned, so close to the martial arts contest that he did not touch Jiang Chen's clothing with a knife, indicating that his knife was completely seen through.

"No, you are just lucky, because you can fly."

Fang Han did not accept this fact, and found a reason for comfort from Jiang Chen's volley, saying, "You can't stay down, but I will kill all the people you want to protect."

"Don't restrict me with such lame reasons, I won't go."

Jiang Chen landed on the ground again, and said, "Since you disagree, how about picking me a sword?"

"I'm afraid you won't succeed?" Fang Han was full of arrogance, his eyes disdainful.

"Well."

Jiang Chen took the Chixiao sword back into its sheath and put his hand on the hilt. He said, "Are you ready?"

Fang Han sneered coldly.

Therefore, Jiang Chen learned the same from him and pulled out the Chixiao sword a little bit.

"Moment of Sword: First Form."

With a third of the sword blade, Jiang Chen moved.

The same person who was almost there could not see clearly, and saw that his image disappeared in the same place, and at the same time, Fang Han was the center, and many straight rays appeared.

Arrows that seem to turn into light bounce around here.

Everything happened too quickly, it can be said to be completed in a blink of an eye.

When Jiang Chen appeared again, it was five meters behind Fang Han.

Fang Han's body was motionless, and then he separated like Jiang Chen just now.

Also afterimage?

Everyone thought subconsciously.

However, when the torn body fell to the ground, everyone was dumbfounded, including thousands of people helped by the dragon.

Fang Han, even Jiang Chen can't resist a sword!

"hateful!!!"

The leader of the Flying Dragon Gang lost two sons in one day ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Especially the excellent one like Fang Han, it was really heart-cutting and fierce.

He thought he would be fine by his side, but not as fast as Jiang Chen.

Everything happened in an instant.

"I am going to kill you!"

The dragon helped the master jump out of the crowd. He was a burly middle-aged man with a height of two meters and a thick hair. He had black whiskers on his face and his two black eyebrows seemed to be connected together.

"Are you angry? But what did you do when your son was mischievous and harmed other children?" Jiang Chen asked.

"I will tear you to pieces!"

Feilong helped the master to reach the peak in the later period, not to mention the martial arts level, far beyond Jiang Chen, a pair of ape arms to tear him alive.

"By relying on strength, I put sadness on others, but could not accept the same fate." Jiang Chen said coldly.

"Do you say this, is it useful? You can't come down, but!"

Feilong said, looking at the Cangmu tribe, his eyes fell on Zhang Juan and others, and he reached out and said, "Take them down!"

Among the crowd, the six guardians of the Flying Dragon Gang appeared with a somber face, all of which were late strengths.

The people of the Cangmu tribe returned from the death of Fang Han and realized that even if Jiang Chen killed Fang Han, he could not change this final outcome.

Jiang Chen couldn't cope with so many late wandering realms.

"Do you think I said these were just addictions before escaping?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Ok?"

The Fang Gangzhu ’s response is undoubtedly ‘is n’t it? 'the meaning of.

"I just explained to you the cause of your death. I can't kill you, but well, it doesn't mean I can't kill you."

"Bai Ling, up."

As soon as the voice came down, a loud tiger howl came. * 3 * 6 * 9 *

(Sikushu)