Chapter 820

"Hoo..."

another breeze blew, and the 100 meter tall giant finally dissipated with the wind. At the last moment, chen fan finally overcame the crisis with his magic gun.

But he knows that the more serious crisis is just beginning.

First of all, the generation of xuelianzong gathered together. Looking at chen fan, there seemed to be something wrong in his eyes, but he also had irrepressible greed!

That's greed for magic guns!

On the other side, Liu Xiaoxiao and Shen Tu stand beside Bai QingHan. As for Su Buyan, who was almost killed in the pit by Liu Xiaoxiao, after a moment's meditation, he stands with Hou Zhen on Chen Fan's side.

At this moment, although Chen Fan solved the crisis with one shot, he forced the original two camps, twelve monks, to completely split into three camps.

And in Bai QingHan's eyes, chen fan also saw greed, dignified, and killing intention!

The previous shot, chen fan showed the strength, conservatively said, can instantly kill anyone on the scene, and it is a bad thing for anyone to have such a person present.

After all, the friars could do anything for the benefit.

"I didn't expect that, younger martial brother Chen, you have such a means. It seems that you have the real strength to kill the ancient elder of the outer gate that day?"

Bai QingHan opened his mouth with a pair of eyes fixed on Chen fan, as if to find some information from his face.

For such a situation, chen fan encountered too much, and without hesitation, he snorted coldly: "Chen has more means, but elder martial brother Bai wants to learn?"

"Oh, really?" As soon as Chen Fan's voice fell, he opened his mouth and said, "so, brother Chen, can you let Ye Mou experience it?"

Having said that, he also wants to take a step forward. In fact, he oppresses chen fan and looks at a magic gun in his hand. He is greedy.

On the other side, Bai QingHan is the same. He has a vague intention of blocking Chen Fan's retreat and trapping him here.

Everything was the same as Chen fan had expected. The crisis of trust finally broke out.

I saw that all of them were moving slowly towards his side, and the endless momentum oppressed people to gasp.

Hou Zhen solemnly follows chen fan. Although he is injured, he still has the strength to fight.

As for Su Buyan, seeing this situation, he chose to be neutral and retreated to one side. No one intended to help.

Before stepping on the temple of heaven, the swords were in a state of tension, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive, as if the next moment, they would start fighting.

Chen fan does not have the slightest change to this face, even reveals so a touch of light disdain.

The magic gun in the hand is tightly held, and the magic flame is still flowing.

To tell you the truth, even if there is no magic gun, chen fan doesn't need to spend too much effort to kill anyone on the scene, but it can't work together.

Even if it was him, there was only one end of the fall.

However, chen fan knew that he was fearless. Bai QingHan and Yeyao were afraid of magic guns, and they would not know that magic guns could only be used once a day.

With such a poor information, chen fan can at least ensure that he is temporarily safe.

As for the magic flame on the magic gun at the moment, he just simulated it with his own spiritual power.

It can be foreseen that this is bound to be a heart attack battle. Whoever is more determined will win the final victory!

There is no doubt that Chen Fan's calm and never flinch momentum, so that white cold and night Yao cast a mouse, full of doubt.

Therefore, for the time being, I really dare not act rashly. I just stand in the same place and no longer move forward.

Seeing this situation, chen fan secretly breathed a sigh. He knew that the crisis was temporarily suppressed.