Chapter 3097

Hearing the voice of the man surnamed Zhao, Yuan Rong also turned to look at Wang Fan. When she saw that Wang Fan Xiuwei had only seven levels of immortals, she was shocked.

"Younger martial brother, get out of here. This guy is a beast."

However, her reminder is still a little late.

"Whoosh!"

Almost at the moment when she spoke, the man with the surname of Zhao had already wielded his sword and cleaved to Wang Fan.

He didn't even have half a word of nonsense, but just a sword, which shows the ruthlessness of this guy.

Wang fan is very angry. Is this son of a bitch too arrogant?

He didn't say anything and did nothing. Why should he kill him?

At the moment when the man surnamed Zhao's sword fell, he had already madly urged xianyuanli in his body, and the thunder and lightning appeared on his body surface. His body flashed and escaped.

Boom, the sword split in Wang Fan's previous position, pulled out a long gully, the ground split.

This scene, not only make Zhao surname man stunned.

The nun named yuan Rong was also stunned.

How could it be that a person with seven stories of immortality could escape the sword of trillion yuan?

Although the sword just now, zhaoyuanhua just split it out, it's not something that the seven layer friars of human immortals can hide from.

We should know that zhaoyuanhua is not only a monk of the first level of the earth immortal, but also not a general monk of the first level of the earth immortal.

Even if it's the second level of ordinary earth fairy, it's not enough to see in his eyes.

"Mole ant, it's not bad. It's able to dodge my zhaoyuanhua sword. It's really a bit of skill. No wonder I dare to eavesdrop and watch over there."

Zhaoyuanhua turns to look at Wang Fan. His eyes are more dense, and his momentum has begun to condense.

Since one sword can't kill Wang Fan, let's have another sword.

Yuan Rong also came back and said angrily, "zhaoyuanhua, he didn't offend you. Why do you want to kill him? You are so unreasonable

Said, she also looked at Wang Fan, "this younger martial brother, you go quickly, go quickly!"

Zhao Yuanhua sneered, "unreasonable? Rong Mei, you are still too naive. Have you ever seen anyone in the world talk sense? "

"Only the weak can speak that ridiculous truth, and for us monks, we always talk about fists and means."

"Pa Pa!" Wang Fan clapped his hands and interrupted the words of zhaoyuanhua, "you're right. It's true that only the weak can make sense, and the strong can only make fist."

He slowly approached them, his eyes swept to Yuan Rong again, "elder martial sister, thank you for reminding me. But you don't have to worry. A scum like him doesn't deserve to be called a strong man in front of me, let alone kill me. "

"I've seen a lot of scum people with the surname of Zhao, but it's the first time I've seen scum people like you. I really want to thank you for opening my eyes again. "

"You know, I'm never willing to step on shit, but I'm going to step on it when I meet you today."

Wang Fan's words fall.

Yuan Rong was stunned.

Zhaoyuanhua was stunned.

It's hard for them to imagine that a monk with seven levels of immortality would dare to provoke the strong one of the immortals. He not only scolds the scum, but also compares it to dog dung.

Is this living impatience?

After a short silence, zhaoyuanhua's face was completely gloomy. He looked at Wang Fan coldly, and his murderous body was exposed.

"yes, you are very good. You are just a fairy and a mole ant. You dare to challenge me. It's really daunting. "

"I'm zhaoyuanhua. For many years, I haven't met such a arrogant monk as you."

"I'd like to see if your blood is different from others' and more red than others' and why do you dare to be so arrogant."

"That's a lot of crap." Wang Fan disdained to curl his mouth, and the shadow knife in his hand had already rolled up the awn of the Dao, which was agitated towards the zhaoyuanhua.

His cultivation has just broken through to the seventh level of human immortals, and he doesn't know much about his specific combat effectiveness.

He wanted to see if he could not turn over the earth immortal layer called zhaoyuanhua without killing short guns.

"You want to die, mole ant!" Zhao Yuanhua was very angry when he saw that Wang Fan was just a mole ant and dared to take the lead.

He is really angry!

This man is so arrogant!

The sword in his hand also followed the sacrifice and rolled to Wang Fan crazily.

All over the sky, the sword is surging in the void and collides with Wang Fan's sword in the air.

Boom!

The deafening explosion noise is coming out crazily, and the energy ripples are just like scattered ripples, which are rampant out crazily.

In that terrible storm, everything around was destroyed.

On the ground, hundreds of long gullies are constantly emerging, just like spider webs, spreading out, extremely ferocious.The light of the sword is sharp. Just in an instant, it has torn the sword shadow all over the sky and swept away towards the trillion yuan.

At this moment, not only zhaoyuanhua's face changed, but also yuan Rong's face completely changed.

What a tough monk. Is this really a monk?

Seeing that the sword awn is about to tear on the body, with a wave of zhaoyuanhua's left hand, he suddenly sacrificed a defensive magic weapon like a golden bell cover.

The magic weapon radiated a bright light and rose suddenly, enveloping his whole person in it.

Boom boom!

The sword awn surges on the golden bell jar, which vibrates wildly, but it is not torn at all.

"Scum, your tortoise shell is really hard. Thank you for being a monk of the earth immortal. In the face of me, I have to sacrifice my defense magic weapon. Do you want to be shameless? "

Wang Fan did not continue to work, but staring at the zhaoyuanhua hiding under the golden bell, snorted disdainfully.

A knife, he already had the preliminary judgment to own strength.

He doesn't know about others, but at least this trillion yuan is not enough in his eyes.

Even if he doesn't use the killing short gun, he can easily kill him, let alone use the killing short gun.

There's no threat to trillion.

As the storm subsided, the golden bell jar became smaller and was seized by zhaoyuanhua.

He looked at Wang Fan and asked coldly, "who are you and who are you?"

In his view, such a powerful person must be the son of a big family. This guy appeared here, obviously for him or yuan Rong.

"Who am I? Who is it? " Wang Fan said with a smile, "of course, I'm the one who helps us when we see injustice. I like heroes to save us most."

"You scum bully women and turn them into puppets to serve them. I can't see it. Naturally, I'm going to come out and save beauty. "

Wang Fan's mouth is open.

He can see that although zhaoyuanhua is not a thing, he has a strong desire to possess yuan Rong and cares about it.

He just wanted to humiliate this guy and make him angry.

In his opinion, it's too cheap to deal with such scum.

"You're looking for death?" As a result, Wang Fan's words fall, and zhaoyuanhua has been completely angry.

Yuan Rong also couldn't help blushing. She naturally knew that Wang Fan couldn't take a fancy to her, just qizhaoyuan.

After all, she has never seen Wang Fan, plus now this face, how can be Wang Fan?