Chapter 3944

Fang fan's pre emptive strike made devil Tian a little unsure for a while.

What do you mean?

That means you're ready?

Ah?

So I'm a dead man?

Give me an empty plan?

But... But what if it's true?

He's coveting my 180 Jin?

The first-class saint of the dark temple, devil Tian, could not help frowning. He was a suspicious man, and now he thought more.

Seeing Fang fan's self-confidence, he felt more or less empty in his heart.

At the moment, my lips are slightly stammering, and my thoughts are gradually disordered in my mind.

If the errand steps wrong, it's really over.

The aspects involved are quite scary.

Accidentally, Liang Bo was on the spot.

At this moment, we must be careful, careful and vigilant! That's the top priority!

Thoughts are myriad, and consciousness is gradually messy in my mind.

The more you think, the deeper your feelings become.

"Devil day saint!"

"What's your ink?"

"Come on! Come on! Move! Move!"

"I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear me?"

"When is it now? What are you hesitating about?"

"You just showed your sharpness!"

"Fang fan hates you!"

"This is the end of the matter. What else to say!"

"Hold on! Hold on!"

"If you miss this good opportunity and let the cub slip away, it's over! It's over!"

On one side, Ouyang, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, was screaming and shouting urgently.

It's not easy to deceive the devil into the thief's boat. Now we must catch him quickly.

If it's fired, he'll have to bear it alone.

At the thought of these crazy pictures, for a time, the whole heart was completely messy.

The more you think, the more your mind expands.

Follow the rhythm and pull your hips all the time.

Thoughts abound, and consciousness is in complete disorder.

The devil's feet are floating, and there are black lines on his forehead.

They're pushing him!

He has to think about it.

He couldn't bear the result of the wrong step.

The more you think, the more messy your thoughts become.

Now I feel my lips are about to bubble.

It's hard to go to heaven.

These fancy things have to be handled slowly.

The more you think, the more real you feel.

One side is the crazy urging of Ouyang disciples, and the other side is Fang fan's idle step. Now the first God in the dark temple is dissuaded by the crazy devil.

For a time, the devil was confused.

This step really can't go on.

In my heart, it was like there were countless voices of nightmares shouting wildly. For a time, the whole person was depressed.

The current rhythm completely pulls the crotch, and the dead end slowly becomes numb.

"What to do... What to do!"

"Damn it!"

"I knew I wouldn't come."

"I thought I would win, but I didn't expect to put myself in such a difficult situation."

"In fact... We shouldn't think too much."

"Should I think so much about the current situation?"

"If Fang fan really has enough confidence, how can he not even kill Ouyang? Now he can only contain it?"

"If you say so, in fact, he has always been bluffing?"

"In that case, I don't have to feel anxious."

"It doesn't matter."

"In this matter, keep the rhythm steady, which is the top priority!"

"Yes! That's it, that's it."

"When did I become so afraid of hands and feet?"

"It wasn't like this before."

"It's because you listen too much that your thinking is a little unstable."

"Yes, that's it."

"Hoo!"

"Now that you have made up your mind, just go according to your heart."

"Others, it doesn't matter."

"Sprint, full sprint."

The murmuring voice came, and the thoughts gradually exploded in my mind. The eyes of the first-class saint of the dark temple gradually became hawks and falcons.

He looked at Fang fan, and his eyes were filled with endless coldness.

If you have made up your mind, you don't have to think about anything else.

I've taken the step of killing myself.

Fang fan smoked at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't bluff after all.

It seems that we really have to choose to run to Chu Tiange small world.

Just at this time, several figures suddenly came running in the distance.

"Don't hurt my students of Guangming University!"

Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming University, came with Wu Meiling, another deputy head of Guangming University.

Fang fan has added two new troops.

One is a quasi demigod and the other is a weak demigod.

If such combination and assistance are put on the general battlefield, it is already a very high-quality existence.

However, compared with the current situation, it still seems a little cool.

The situation cannot be stabilized, nor can the situation be suppressed.

There are two strong demigods, Ouyang disciple and mortian, pressing the array here.

"What do you want to do, holy one?"

Xue Wanren, deputy head of Guangming University, quickly stopped Fang fan and directly protected Fang fan.

Even if he is facing the strong demigod of the dark temple at the moment, even if he can't fight at all, this action of protection is all subconscious.

From the bottom of his heart, Xue Wanren didn't want Fang fan to be hurt at all.

At the moment, the trembling heart gathered, and the fine awn in the eyes twinkled in an all-round way. The more you think in your heart, the more messy your thoughts become.

When you say nothing at all.

So feel, more with whom to say.

For a time, it was invincible.

What else to think about at the moment?

These are indifferent things.

Don't think too much here.

It's all small problems.

"Ha ha!"

"Is it not obvious enough what the holy one wants to do?"

"The holy one didn't want to kill, but if you have to come to the door, what can the holy one do?"

"Ouyang saint, these are the demigods of your light camp. If I kill them, won't you blame the saint?"

The first-class saint of the dark temple, demon Tian, laughed, and then looked at Ouyang, the first-class saint of the bright alliance temple in the distance.

"Huh?"

"Blame?"

"How possible!"

"It's too late for me to thank you!"

"These guys always jump off in front of me. If they die, they'll die!"

"Our light camp is not short of these demigods."

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the temple of the alliance of light, said softly, as if he didn't care.

"But you should do it quickly."

"Asshole, why are more and more people coming here now?"

"Don't really have an accident."

"Hurry up and clean up all these things!"

"Hum! I don't want any more accidents!"

"It's a mess. Nothing's going well!"

"Skyscraper saint, what are you still grinding?"