Fear grew completely in his heart.

There's no feeling at all... It's definitely a real warrior!

Facts have proved that both God and man subconsciously emit their inner fear in the face of extreme fear.

The hypocrite in front of us... Is naturally within this range.

Fang fan's eyes looked unusually calm from beginning to end.

For him, the wind chasing envoy... Is the object of death.

In a way, he is a scourge!

Fang fan has completely offended him. Now an intermediate hell messenger controls him, so Fang fan still has a chance to devour her divine power through the system.

But if you wait until the ten minute time limit of the intermediate hell messenger runs out and wait for Fang fan... It will be a complete anti killing!

Fang fan is never willing to hand over his life to others.

Fang fan's hands became more and more powerful. He pressed the head of the wind chasing God tightly, and watched his head be squeezed, broken, and then dried up bit by bit.

Soon, the former majestic envoy of chasing the wind became a corpse... There was no blood on his whole body

The scene became surprisingly quiet, and everyone's eyes focused on it... Watching the fall of a divine envoy

"No... it's impossible!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it's true!"

"This is fake! These are fake! They must be fake!"

"The envoy of God is invincible! Who can compete with the envoy of God! It's impossible!"

"How can human power be compared with God's envoy... This is simply a Arabian Night..."

The most exciting thing at the moment is not Fang fan, but the burial in the village.

His body vibrated wildly, and the killing intention in his eyes gradually turned into panic

He shouted as he climbed frantically towards the back.

His legs have been killed by Fang fan. Now he can only climb sadly with his hands. It's too dangerous here. He wants to escape! We have to get out!

None of the guards around him is reliable at the moment.

The millions of East British troops under his command are now gone. There is only a long silence waiting for him

Jucun burial time suddenly felt that his shoulder was touched... Immediately, he subconsciously turned his head... He saw a familiar figure

It's a lion bone! Commander of Ten Star Dragon and lion Knight Legion

This was originally his subordinate, but now it has become Fang fan's help!

Ju Cun buried the second with an angry and resentful look on his face

"Go away! You traitor! I don't want to see you!"

Jucun buried the second time and roared fiercely at the lion bone.

For the betrayal of the Ten Star Dragon and lion Knight legion, this is his eternal pain

"I don't want to see you either, but my lord asks you to come over!"

There was a sneer on the lion's face. He despised the burial in the village from the bottom of his heart.

Such existence has no leadership ability, only knows to enslave the Legion under his command

Under such people, fixed is a disaster.

"No... no!"

"Lion bone... I know, I know you hate me... But can I ask you to let me go? Fang fan caught me and he was going to kill me!"

"For the sake of our former master and servant... Let me go! Will you let me go?"

"As long as you promise to let me go, I'll give you whatever you want. There's absolutely no falsehood!"

"Please... Please! I'm begging you... Okay?"