The richest man starts from checking in

Outside Fancheng Square, there are thousands of people onlookers.

In this case, Wang Ye is actually preparing for a single pick, the golden Dan strong Fan Zhaolong, one is awkward.

Although there are many in the field, I have seen two people in the black market on the same day, and I know that Wang Ye can touch Fan Zhaolong's body.

However, this is a life and death, and there is a realm gap. How can it be able to win!

Zhong Xiaomo was full of worry, sighed: "I am afraid that I am not coming!"

"Yeah! The Snow Leopard is already conveying my letter, letting him inform Nanshanyuan, I am afraid that Grandpa is coming, it is already too late!" Zhong Yi also sighed, and laughed.

"You are a teacher in the Nanshanyuan, but let the college disciples save, it is really sad!"

Ling Feng on the stone column, it is confident, "Ye brother has long been a general disciple of Nanshan Hospital! He has been working, and it is a strategy. If you don't have a hand, you won't take it!"

"Wang Ye must have killer!" Yao Xin also firmly said.

However, Zhong Xiaomo and Zhong Yi did not think so, they were the cultivation of the Gan Dan, naturally understood the gap between the Junction and the Golden Dan.

In the square, Fan Zhaolong stretched out, and a big knife appeared in hand.

He walked to Wang Ye in the center of the square, and there is a vast aura of the blade.

"There is a kind! Just rushing you this is not afraid of death, you are also qualified to become the opponent of my Fan Zhaolong! I promise you, give you a happy!"

Holding the spiritual sword, Wang Ye is not weak, learn his tone, said: "If you revenge this force for your son, it is a bit good! I promise you, give you a happy!"

"Hey, don't you have a quick tongue! Come!"

Fan Zhaolong broke out, stepped out of the rock ground and broke a trace. He pulled out to Wang Ye to shoot, and the steel knife in his hand raised his anger.

In the face of this angry blow, Wang Ye did not dodge, and the hand-held prime sword is blocked on the top of the head.

boom!

The sword shocks crashed, and an energy is turning out, Wang Ye goes down.

The body is sulking in the air, and the mouth is overflowed.

"Still dare to fight, find it!" Fan Zhaoelong was bobbled and rushed again.

I have a strong weakness, high and low grace, Wang Ye no longer resists against the martial arts Dark shadow, swimming around Fan Zhaolong, looking for opportunities to attack.

After all, Jin Dan is a Jindan. Although Wang Ye is applying, it is a matter of difference. In the opponent's strong aura, only abandoned the attack, rapid dodge, and then look for opportunities.

The people in the square shake, the sword is flashed, and it is rubbing each other.

"Sign in body martial arts!"

"If the Wang Ye, repairing it in the golden Dan, it is indefinite to kill Fancheng kill!"

"Yeah, unfortunately this juvenile Lang."

Although everyone is amazed, Wang Ye has to be entangled in Fan Zhaolong with Jin Dan, but no one believes that he will win.

Even if it is the same as the Jindan, it is easy to divide the wins, but it is difficult to died.

Such a strong, not a hit, so this is also the key to Fan Zhaolong's death with Ziyun Fairy, if it can't kill it today, then the purple cloud fairy will bring it. It is the power of a number of people who are willing to go to the fire.

A glue fighting, lasted nearly a quarter, with a strange body law, still difficult to win.

boom!

One knife is empty, Fan Zhaolong smiled: "Wang Ye, you think so, can you consume it!"

His body is shocked, and the treasure knife draws a weird radians in front of his hand. At the same time, the vast spot is open, and there are countless tentacles.

Ziyun fairy saw, the face suddenly changed, and it was said: "Wang Ye is careful, this is Fan Jiawu, the knife domain!"

"Knife domain! ..."

"That Wang Ye is already so proud! Only in the Jan Dan, you can force Fancheng to take the initiative to use the knife domain!"

"However, this time he is afraid that it is dead!"

"!"

A light golden mask, an emergence in a harsh humble, and a center of Fan Zhaolong will be covered with a side.

Inside the golden mask, countless knives flakes.

Wang Ye's figure turned out, and his face is dignified and lifted.

Handheld steel knife, Fan Zhaolong smiled: "Don't hide? Hahaha, in my knife domain, you are nowhere!"

"Don't hide!" Wang Ye sighed a breath, and now only harden the resistance!

His eye angle, glanced at the Suzaku standing in his shoulder, which is his real killer.

"Let's die!"

Fan Zhaolong's steel knife waved, and the digital knife came.

Boom!

The knife bombards in the sword of the king's gerbera, and the powerful aura shook him, the body hit the golden light on the knife domain.

Hey!

The face is red, and I can't stand it again, and a blood spit out.

Fan Zhaolong saw the shackles: "Even if you are strange, you can't change it, you only have the fact that the mid-term cultural trim! Slims of life and death? "

Wang Ye looked at the sword of the Lingyuan, slowly looked up, and his mouth was laughing.

"Golden Dan, and how!" His words, the palm of the palm of the palm, swallowed it.

Suddenly, the blood Danhua made a warm flow, went to the whole body, and the blood of the body was rapidly burned. His breath climbed with geometric times.

"Dan medicine! Forcibly improve the cultover, hey!" Fan Zhaorao dismissed.

The wilderness climbing Wang Ye has reached the strength of the peak of the gods.

He felt in the body, the unusual energy, the grasp of the spiritual sword continued to make the sound of Jian Ming.

"A trick!" Wang Ye revealed a smile of evil charm, said: "A trick, kill you!"

"Hahaha! Ok, I first trick, now I am a trick! That look, is my knife domain kill you, or you kill me, I killed me!"

Fan Zhaolong was born, and his hands were holding the steel knife, and then slowly lifted, and countless knives in the knife domain gathered in his hand.

The momentum of the sky, the vast aura, so that he is a storm like a storm.

On the other hand, the sword is holding the sword, and the sword has a layer of faint purple flames. It is like a cluster of flames, just like countless purple fish, just on the sword. .

"Hey? This is a fire ..." Fan Zhaolong is a little surprised. "This is not yin and yang flutter! How do you change?"

Wang Ye's mouth hooks a smile, "this is, purplefish!"

"Well, it is good! Although I don't know how you did it, this purplefish is more powerful than yin and yang flopphitis, killing you, it is my Fan family!" Fan Zhaolong greedy laughed.

In the distance in Fanjia, Chang Sun Fan Xing Chen excitedly.

If killing Wang Ye, this purplefish must have one.

At this time, there are countless people's hearts are tight, especially Ziyun Fairy and Zhong Xiaomo, etc., but also kneading a sweat for Wang Ye.

The martial arts knife domain of the Jin Dan strong, the power is quite horrible. It is time to see this martial arts.

Although they have confidence in Wang Ye, but the reality is, even if there is a helplessness of the blood, Wang Ye is temporarily upgraded to the San Danfeng, but still has a layer of realm.

A conquest of the winning and negative, basically there has been an answer in his heart.