Tribulation of Myriad Clans

Listening to Ye Fan, the left knife is not compromised with autonomous brains, and the face is uneven.

Through these experiences of leaving Ye Fan, the left knife already knows Ye Fan's terrible. Now I have already regretted the intestines before I remembered that I have never regret it.

However, with the current enemy of myself, the left knife can't see where Ye Fan also has the ability to kill their own ability. If you have a family's condensation, the eight masters - Qiu Youotang.

Looking back, Qiu Youotang, who is standing with white endless side, and the left knife is a little stable.

The face is somewhat complicated: "Ye Fan, just all the crisp yours, today you have been surrounded by our group, or you will be bored earlier."

" !" Ye Fan is impatient in cold channel.

Yan Fan took a moment, the breath gradually became smooth, whispered: "Ye Fan, don't say big words, you can pass the Laozi."

Ye Fan gods, slowly turned to the past, sweeping the fascination of Yanfan, killing: "Since you have to do this bird, then I will fulfill you."

Yan Fan snorted: "I am afraid that you dare not, I want you to taste the true power of our cheers."

"I hope I will not let me down." Ye Fan's mouth widen a inexplicable smile.

Without more words, Yan Fan took the lead in hand, right hand shake, Chang Sword is like a shadow, the angle diamond is incomparable, in an instant, before the door of Ye Fan, the sword is cold, and the air is torn directly Bring a generous.

Ye Fan is flat, both hands are open, and the body is moving slightly, the foot tip is a little on the ground, and the whole person is sliding, and the real yuan in the body will immediately rude, and the running route of the big opening is emerging.

Yan Fan one hits, and the feet will continue to pursue.

But what happened to Yan Fan headache happened -

Ye Fan's body is not what he can, no matter how his attack is riot, it will be dodge each time, and Ye Fan's hand is not completely hiding, and the injury is constant. increase.

However, fortunately, the leaves are sidelines to be a long sword in their hands, do not dare to go all out, otherwise, don't say that there is a battle force, can stand up is a problem.

Ye Fan's figure disappeared in front of himself, Yan Fan thought that he didn't want to turn around, but after he turned, he did not find Ye Fan's figure.

When he was confused, a weak spirit behind him, Yan Fan was shocked, hurriedly turned, and the long sword was talked forward.

Sure enough, Ye Fan, who has previously disappeared, and the right hand palm has been full of real yuan, and the whole person has already bounced, and a breath of a fear is filled.

Looking at the long sword of the straight thorn, Ye Fan didn't have a half point to refund, the real yuan in the palm of the palm was more condensed, and a bad laugh was hanged.

Blinking, the long sword has also touched Ye Fan's palm.

Yanfan's unexpected long sword pierced Ye Fan's hand did not happen, and the sword tip immediately after the true elements of Ye Fan's hand, it would like to have a golden iron, and they could not go in.

The true elevation in the body is over, the long sword is more and more, it seems to be full of the true elevation, but the true prime of Ye Fan is still as constant.

With the low drink of Ye Fan, the true yuan of the body is in the middle of the body, and all the strength of the power is poured on the long sword.

The long sword is obviously unable to withstand this giant force. From the sword tip, the long sword actually started with the speed of the naked eye, which is so weak under Ye Fan's hand, it seems to be in the next second Has been unprepared by handling.

Yan Fan has a big change, and the right hand is strongly supported with the long sword. The left hand suddenly runs out, and the palm of Ye Fan is shot, and the hand is broken, and Ye Fan can feel it. This hand is powerful.

Although it is a helpless move under Yan Fan, the power is also limited, but after all, it is a five-piece military personnel, even if the power is small, it will also cause certain damage to himself.

When Yan Fan was in the palm, his face has been surprised into a proud. He knows that this palm will decide the ending of the battle, and the ending is only one, that is, Ye Fan is hit, seriously injured.

It seems that the scene of Ye Fan vomiting blood is struggling, and Yan Fan even laughs.

But what he didn't think of, it was just in his hand, Ye Fan's left hand was slowly lifted, and it could clearly see the true elevation of his palm.

A terrible breath suddenly rises, Yan Fan this can think of escape, but now the situation is not to retreat, it can only be his life.

A cold sink is said by Ye Fankou: "Yellow Polar Print!"

The voice just fell, the left hand slammed forward, the real yuan in the palm of the palm roll up, in Yanfan's incredible eyes, the real yuan turned into a palm of the imitation, with a sturdy speed Shooting, and the wind is long, the palm contains a destroyed breath, and even the space seems to be a bit volatile.

The palm print is in touch with the palm, and the two do not at all levels have been out of the high, and Yan Fan's hand is so unbearable, and the palm print is just slightly. It's rushing away from Yan Fan.

I looked at the palm of the palm, and Yan Fan puppet fiercely, and the cold sweat has left from the forehead.

As a wealth of fighting experience, Yan Fan clearly knows the power of this palm, even if it can't kill himself, serious injuries are absolutely less.

And from the power of the palm, it is definitely the martial arts above the middle-level middle-level, now Yanfan finally understood the words that the left knife said, and why did the left knife and the right knife will die.

Light of this spiritual mid-level martial arts, that is not the best disciples of these white family, the highest martial arts in a group of people is also a low-level martial arts, and the power is weak. Dear, completely compensate for the shortage of Ye Fan.

Yan Fan is straight to standing straight, and now he is running with no two, and he can only accept the fate arranged by God.

To now, Yan Fan has begun to regret that he wants to behave in front of the white endless.

I knew that Ye Fan was so strong, she didn't die, she won't do this, which is completely dead.

Seeing this scene, the white disciples present in the scene were unpredictable, and many people were bullish, and they creephed hard.

"Mom, this is also the strength of a product of the condensation? Lianchengyuan five products can be easily hung, is there any heaven?" This is the voice of the disciples at this moment.

Even if you were originally disdainful for Ye Fan, it was also in the heart of the river. "Who is it, but there is such an extraordinary strength in this age, it is estimated that Big Brother can fight with him. "

Although the people of the book are different in the hearts of the people, there is no one in the heart of the people. If the distance from Yan Fan, even if it is full of efforts, it will not stop the hit of Yanfan. The ending.

The left knife is not surprised, just a little dignified, and silently praying for Yanfan, and some complaining that Yan Fan does not listen to his own words. At this moment, the truth is all looking for it. .

Looking at the palm is getting closer and closer, feeling the powerful breath carrying the palm print, in front of death, Yan Fan is still.

The legs began to tremble, crying: "Brothers, save me!"

No matter how hysterically he shouted, the white disciples did not have a person, now I can't help but say, but may be , it is better to wait for the end.

Just when everyone thinks that Yan Fan will die, a somewhat sharp broken wind is honest.

Just when the palm is about half a feet, a long gun does not know which direction is shot, just blocking the movement of the applause.

The palm print collided with the long gun, and the palm of the palm of the palm was poured on the long gun, and the palm was disappeared.

The long gun seems to have some talents that can't afford to print, the guns are inevitable, causing a humble voice. Then the direction of flight is hard and student changes under the role of Juli, and they will hit it.

The long gun and Yanfan chest have come intimate contact, although the palm of the palm has been consumed, but the remaining force is still directly above the chest of Yanfan.

A broken sound of the bones sounded, Yanfan is all hit, and it is heavy on the ground outside, and the number is reversed, and the whole person begins to struggle on the ground, but There is no life to come out.

Ye Fan's eyes were slightly changed, and then a shadow flew over from the distance, and he was holding a long gun. It is Qiu Youotang.

It was he threw a long gun in the emergency shutdown.

However, there is no such thing as Qiu Youotang standing firm. Ye Fan's mouth suddenly rises a smirk, and the body is blasted, the goal is endless!

Qiu Youtang was shocked. At this moment, I wanted to chase it. I only rushed to protect the disciple of the left knife. "I will protect the young master."

Where did the disciples dare to slow down, if there is anything that is full of white endless, it is not that these people can act, and they will gather around the end of the white endless.

However, Ye Fan forwed once again, and the direction of the direction turned to the left knife of the loneliness, and the right hand palm was shot.

"Not good, tiger is close to the mountain." Qiu Youotang hated authentic, and the figure was also moving, chasing Ye Fan.

The left knife seemed to see the goal of Yong Fan at this moment, it is self, and the face is frightened. If you don't help but go back, your crotch has been wet a large piece.

"Death!" Ye Fan suddenly violently, the yellow pole printing again, the violent power is accurate, and hit it on the left knife.

The left knife only came to a mourning. Then the whole person flew out, directly on the broken stone wall of the few trees, a blood spurted, and then he fell on the ground, and a few picked up After that, there was no movement again, and the vitality has also begun to lose.

Looking at the left knife, Ye Fan has no expression, and he has a self-study: "I said, you must die today!"