Chapter 6172

"Zhenyuan, what happened?"

Wang Zhenyuan's boss opened his eyes in a daze, some inexplicable, said.

In this regard, Wang Zhenyuan was silent for a long time, and then slowly replied, "it seems that master Zhang has started to act!"

"What? Master Zhang, have you started now? "

Hearing this, Wang Zhenyuan's wife was shocked, some unbelievable, said.

"Boom..."

The thunderous sound resounded through the sky, and the huge golden fist Gang stood up in the air, and set back the huge red hand of the black blood demon.

Aware of this, the black blood old demon's face also became serious. He quickly withdrew his Gong, and then the huge red hand gradually disappeared.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan slowly shook his index finger, with a deep disapproval on his face, and said: "you black blood old demon, it's obvious that you are exaggerating!"

"Oh, it's really sharp

The old black blood demon, with a cold sound, sprang up, tossed and turned in the mid air, and his body was flying out hundreds of feet, standing on the shoulder of the bloody giant.

"The blood devil comes, the blood devil covers the sky!"

The old black blood demon's right hand slowly poked out, and the giant blood giant also slowly stretched out his blood red palm. The blood light in the palm surged into a blood red whirlpool, which contained incomparable majestic and vast atmosphere of destruction.

A big tree rose from the ground, was swept by the wind, and fell into it. Just in an instant, it disappeared completely and turned into powder.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan's face remains unchanged, the sole of his foot is just a step on the ground, and there is a huge noise in the air. His whole body has been bullied again!

"Smash the magic fist, break it for me!"

Zhang Xiaofan's fist blasted out, and the huge fist came. Then he began to rotate violently. He turned into a red gold devil's head and attacked the center of the huge vortex.

The wind howls in the void, and a gold and a red collide in the middle of the void. It's just a moment in the fight, and Zhang Xiaofan's face can't help changing.

Because, at this time, he could clearly feel that the punch he just made was a kind of weak feeling, and he couldn't find the power point at all.

I saw that the endless, seemingly endless blood gas also began to rush in all directions, directly wrapping the red gold devil's head.

In an instant, Zhang Xiaofan can obviously realize that he has no left of the fist Gang, and all of them are swallowed up by the blood red vortex, as if they had never existed before.

"Huh?"

Aware of this, Zhang Xiaofan's face is also a flash of surprise, the heart of how many feel a bit puzzled.

"Jie Jie..."

"Zhang Wutian, the blood evil spirit turns into a bone palm, which can turn into thousands of things in the world. Even the powerful fist gang composed of Zhenyuan can swallow up the dregs in an instant!"

"Therefore, no matter how powerful your next attack is, in front of my bloody palm, it's just doing useless work. It's just in vain..."