Chapter 1932

"Hey, little thing, I didn't expect that you really have some skills. You can even detect my tracking and guess my identity."

"But now that you know my identity, don't you feel afraid? Do you think I can't kill you?"

Old Hong was smiling, but his eyes were shining. He was staring at Wang Fan. He wanted to see the clue from Wang Fan's face.

At the same time, his mental power has also spread out crazily, and carefully investigated everything around him.

In his opinion, Wang Fan's calmness is too unusual. If he doesn't have some cards, he has a helper.

Wang Fan heard Hong Lao's words, but his face didn't change much. He was always calm.

He looked at old Hong disdainfully and said faintly, "afraid of you? You really think highly of yourself. You don't have to try. I have no help. I have only one person. "

Wang Fan said that the mental power has communicated the killing short gun in the space ring, and at the same time, the aura in the body has been running crazily.

When dealing with Hong Lao, who is on the seventh floor of Wang Jing, he doesn't dare to be careless. If he doesn't do it, he has to do it with all his strength.

He can only use the short killing gun once, which is equivalent to only one chance to kill Hong Lao. Once Hong Lao is not killed, it will be Wang Fan.

"Good, good, bold! It's really worthy of being the pride of our empire, the first place in the nine nation friars' assembly

"Such a young man has such strength and such a mind. I really deserve to be a talent. To tell you the truth, I really hate to kill you, but it's a pity"

Old Hong said darkly, but his tone was in vain on the way!

A cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the aura of his body swept over him in an instant. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he set off a burst of roar, which was directly towards Wang Fan.

His hand, without any sign in advance, was extremely quick and decisive.

"What a mean little man!" Wang Fan looked at this scene, eyes in a flash of cold light, directly is to catch out the killing shotgun.

Over the years, he has gone through many disasters and countless lives, which can be said to have experienced great storms.

Although Hong Lao's hand has no sign, and also has the meaning of sneak attack, Wang Fan still noticed it at the first time, and made a response at the first time, and caught the killing shotgun.

However, just when he was ready to excite the violent killing intention in the killing short gun, his face suddenly burst, and the killing short gun was taken back immediately.

At the same time, his body also began to retreat rapidly, and his hands were madly tied with the seal of the empty palm.

However, the speed of old Hong is too fast. Before Wang Fan's empty palm has completely condensed, his figure has suddenly arrived.

"Go to hell!" A low roar burst out of Hong's mouth. His hands suddenly became claws, rolled up endless killing power, pierced the void, and grabbed Wang Fan hard.

The violent killing force seemed to stir up the thunder. The strong Qi was like a storm. Wang Fan's skin was a little sore.

Wang Fan felt this scene, his heart couldn't help sighing, immediately and decisively cancelled to continue to condense the empty palm, but to drum up the whole body aura and the golden energy, forming a solid defense on the body surface.

"Old man, if you dare to kill Wang Fan, you will die!" At the same time, a thunder like roar came from the distant sky, and a figure just like the arrow, directly pierced the air, frantically galloping over.

On that person, there was a huge anger and killing intention. Under the anger and killing intention, even the space seemed to be quiet.

Old Hong noticed that the man appeared suddenly. His face changed slightly, but he didn't hesitate at all. He waved his claws quickly and grabbed down with more crazy speed.

Boom!

Two sound, Wang Fan immediately spout a few mouthfuls of blood, the whole person just like a meteor shot backwards, flew out.

The defenses on his body surface were just like dead wood. They cracked and collapsed after only a few sucks.

Wang Fan fell to the ground, blood gushing again at the same time, heart bitter sigh.

It's not the right time for you to come.

If he hadn't noticed the arrival of Yu Baye, Wang Fan would have aroused the murderous spirit in the killing short gun, and old Hong Jiucheng would have become a dead man.

It was because he noticed the arrival of Yu Baye that Wang Fan immediately took back the killing rifle. He originally intended to gather the empty palm to deal with it, but unfortunately he didn't have time.

"Hong Yin, you want to die!" Yu Ba Ye looked at Wang Fan who was blown away by his two claws, and his eyes were even more murderous.

During the roar, he stepped forward and rushed out like thunder. He directly killed old Hong.

Hong Lao's face changed greatly. He didn't even have time to check Wang Fan's life and death. As soon as his figure flashed, he began to flee to the distance.

His strength was only seven levels in the Kingdom, while Yu's strength reached eight levels in the kingdom. They were not at the same level at all."Hong Yin, have you run away? You've been doing evil for so many years. I really don't know if you're the king?"

"It's all right to do other things. I can turn a blind eye to your contribution to our royal family. But you dare to kill Wang Fan. It's unforgivable

"You can't run away, stay!"

During the roar, the eighth master of Yu suddenly ascended from the eighth level to the Ninth level.

As soon as he stepped forward, he had already narrowed the distance between him and Mr. Hong. With a turn of his right hand, he patted him on the back.

This random shot, just like thunder on the flat ground, exploded instantly, in the space, there was a terrible storm immediately.

Feeling the storm, Hong's face changed greatly. "You, you have already broken through and reached the peak of the Ninth level of Wang Jing?"

He set off a storm in his heart. It seems that he never thought that the strength of the eighth master of Yu had risen to the top of the Ninth level of Wang Jing.

How could it be?

You know, after the sixth level of the Kingdom, it's extremely difficult for every level to be promoted. Some monks can't even be promoted for a lifetime. How long did the eighth master of Yu enter the eighth floor of the kingdom? How is it possible to break through so quickly?

Yu eight ye did not speak, but coldly looked at the face of the great change of old Hong, right palm mercilessly shot down!

Bang!

With a sound, the palm of Yu's hand was heavily patted on Hong's back.

Hong only felt a violent force pouring into his whole body, and at the same time, his bones began to crack in an instant.

His whole person, is more like that day falling meteorite, crazy hit, hard into the ground, splashed with dust.

Wang Fan looked at the scene, his face did not change much.

Whether it was the power of Yu's palm or the improvement of his strength, Wang Fan was not moved.

Because he knew that the reason why yubaye's strength could be improved was that he took longyanguo.

"Are you all right? I'm sorry I'm a little late! " After Yu Baye slapped Fei Hong, he didn't look at him again. Instead, he looked at Wang Fan and said with a little apology.

"It's OK." Wang Fan slowly shakes his head, only he just finished the three words, but his pupils can't help shrinking, and his face suddenly changes!