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Shengwu, main control room.

A number of middle-level saints, all of them have a dignified look on their faces.

Wushengjie, one of the top bandits in Tiannan Jiehe, is the flagship wusheng. Although it is only the lowest level warship of Jiehe level, its firepower is strong enough to match the ordinary high-level and middle-level saints. The hundreds of skeleton warships are also not ordinary products. Their ranks are far above the Xinghe warships of Lingwu holy Palace. Each ship's combat power is no less than a ninth level saint, hundreds of them The skeleton warship, together with the flagship wusheng, can't get high-level saints, and few people will be their opponents.

Moreover, the wusheng robber in the warship is also not vegetarian. As a famous thief in Tiannan boundary river, even an ordinary pawn often has the cultivation of a saint, with dozens of saints. And the wusheng saint, the helmsman of the wusheng thief, is said to have stepped into the realm of high-level saints, and he is the most powerful among the intermediate saints.

The luxury of the lineup is that it can not lose the power of the first battle against the ordinary low-level high-level saints.

It is comparable to the top intermediate world.

Of course, the saints are just dignified and have no fear. If only the forty-eight saints against the wusheng thief, who wins or loses? It's hard to say that if they can win the wusheng robber, they will pay a heavy price. It can't be said that some people have to be lost. But with the respect of the spirit and martial arts saints, everything will be two concepts.

This is the starry universe, not in the big world. Without the power of the world, it is easy to suppress the wusheng robber with the terror cultivation of their grandmaster's Ninth level high-level saints.

Hum, they dare to make their idea. This wusheng thief thinks that he has lived too long.

Soon, the eyes of the saints began to twinkle with hot light.

As one of the top bandits in Tiannan Jiehe River, wusheng robber's accumulation is far beyond the imagination of the world. Its rich resources are no less than those of the middle-class world. For example, there are few fleets that can be compared with the wusheng fleet in Lingwu holy palace. Besides, wushengjian itself is also a valuable treasure, not to mention others The noble purple Qi in the bodies of those dozens of saints made people's eyes hot.

As you know, the Lingwu holy palace conquered four intermediate great worlds, 42 primary great worlds, and what it got from the mainland, now it has three high-level saints, 32 intermediate saints and 263 low-level saints. If you can add dozens more, the power of Lingwu holy palace will soar.

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soon, the time for tea is over.

The distance from Shengwu is less than one million light years. At most, it is half a column of incense, and it will collide with Shengwu.

With a flash in his eyes, the holy master of Lingwu stood up slowly from his position. He wanted to fight and directly suppressed the wusheng thief.

At this time....

"grandmaster, you can't kill a chicken with an ox knife. I'll give them to my disciples." Yang Fan also got up and clasped his fist at the holy master of Lingwu and asked for a battle.

They are worried that their potential is exhausted and they can't better understand the new rules, so they are sent to their door.

If it's really drowsy, someone will bring pillows.

If you can devour the dozens of saints in the wusheng robber, you will have a qualitative leap in your strength at that time. It is impossible to surpass the nine level high-level saints such as the spirit and martial saint, but the general middle-level high-level saints are far from their opponents.

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"what? I... i... i... did I hear you correctly? Yang Fan, Yang Fan, Yang Fan, he, he, he, he, he, Yang Fan, all of them looked at Yang Fan in disbelief, and were so surprised that they could not say a complete word. It was a fierce wusheng robber who could compete with the high-level saints. Yang Fan even wanted to challenge them. This is totally nonsense.

Although Yang Fan is the first evil spirit in the history of their people, and his talent is the only one they have ever seen in their life, it is still a little early to challenge Wu Sheng Jian.

"Yang Fan, are you sure you want to challenge the wusheng thief?" A little hesitation flashed in his eyes and said, "this wusheng robber is not weak. Even ordinary first-class senior sages are not necessarily their opponents."

"Don't worry, grandmaster. I never do anything uncertain." Yang Fan smiles with confidence. Although wushengjiang is powerful, he is not a vegetarian either. In the past 100 years, he has not forgotten to practice while he has understood the new rules. After swallowing up a large amount of resources, he has made further progress in the strength of flesh and shell, and has really stepped into the level six intermediate sage realm.

If one hundred years ago, he had only six or seven levels of assurance to take down the wusheng thief, but now he has full assurance to suppress the wusheng thief.

"Hiss ~ ~ ~ no ~ ~ ~ isn't it, Yang ~ ~ ~ ~ Yang Fan, is he really sure that he can defeat the wusheng thief?" A group of saints and pseudo saints took a cold breath one after another, and their faces were incredible. The fighting power of the high-level saints under 400 years old was almost unheard of. Not to mention their small Tiannan boundary river, which was the boundary of Emma, they could not find any one.No... it's impossible. How can people be so evil.

But somehow, the thought lingered in their minds.

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"OK, Yang Fan, I'll give you this seat." Although the holy master of Lingwu couldn't believe it, he still nodded and agreed after pondering for a moment. Anyway, with his care, even if Yang Fan was really in danger, he could save Yang Fan in time.

"Master Xie." When Yang Fan heard the words, he was immediately happy. He was really afraid that the holy master of Lingwu would not agree. Once the holy master of Lingwu made a move, he would have nothing to do with him. At that time, even if he could get some booty, it would be a very small part.

The next moment....

"boom ~ ~"

Yang Fan's figure moved, a flash, out of the Shengwu, standing in the void, quietly waiting for the arrival of the lifeless fleet.

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no birth number, in the main control room.

Wearing a Black Unicorn armor, the most violent and ferocious breath of terror is shining all over the body, sitting high on the skull throne.

Just like the peerless ferocious God, just one glance, can make countless strong soul collapse.

This person is no one else, it is the leader of wusheng thief, wusheng Shengzun.

On the left and right sides of Wu Sheng Sheng Zun, there are 13 terror strong men in various kinds of armor, and their breath is majestic.

Each of them is the supreme saint. The two strongest men have reached the level of seven intermediate saints.

"It's very brave to try to block our way just one by one." Seeing Yang Fan standing in the void through the crystal light curtain, the most cruel killing opportunity flashed in the eyes of Wu Sheng Sheng. Although Yang Fan controls the twenty-five sacred principles, the one that really achieves great perfection is the golden principle. In other people's eyes, Yang Fan is a false saint.

The next moment....

Wu Sheng Sheng Sheng turns his eyes and looks at the last person at the bottom left. "Quentin, the aphid will be given to you."

"Don't worry, the chief will go and take the dog's head of the mole ant." That Quentin grinned grimly. He didn't put Yang Fan in his heart at all. He was just a pseudo saint. Even a first-class saint was far inferior to him. He killed him like a dog butcher with the cultivation of his third-order sage.

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the author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thank you for your reward.

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