At this moment, everyone was stunned. Chen Fan showed a series of attacks, which seemed to be overwhelming.
All the means seemed to be accomplished in one go, without thinking at all.
If you look far enough, the advantages gained before will disappear in an instant. Instead, chen fan catches the flaw!
"Can Chen Fan win this war?"
"No way!" Gong Yu at the other end of the bronze mirror murmured to himself.
The black clothes beside him also nodded: "although the previous offensive seemed fierce, it was built on the condition of ignoring the fierce consumption. Now, there is not much spiritual power in Chen Fan's elixir field."
"Such motives can never be applied again in any case."
The two people's analysis is right, and even Chen Fan's state has been conjectured.
But one thing they didn't notice.
Because they are not chen fan!
Chen Fan did not continue to move forward, but stopped to puff and puff. Obviously, the consumption of a series of moves before was too big.
On the other hand, Gong Hongyuan, with one hand on his shoulder, is about to fall into a hysterical situation. His eyes towards chen fan are full of resentment!
"Do you think you can kill me like this? I tell you, it's still far away. You must be the one who died today, not me!"
After a big drink, Gong Hongyuan once again stopped the attack. He even held a dagger in his left wrist.
The whole body of the dagger was dark, emitting a strange light, even faintly with a touch of black smoke, obviously coated with poison.
When people around him saw it, they all looked shocked and exclaimed.
"It's the legendary poisonous blade that kills the throat. Gong Hongyuan has used all this stuff!"
"The man named Chen fan is finished. The poison blade is made from five kinds of poisonous materials in the world. It can be formed after being put into the quality of miasma for at least 10 years. It is said that it is just the peak of marquis Wu. Even if people of the same level are stabbed by the blade, they will hate it! "
with the voices of the people around him, Bai Yuan shook his head again and observed a moment of silence for Chen fan.
He knew that Chen fan would die as soon as the blade came out!
Gong Yu also let out a breath and leaned slowly on the chair. The expression on his face seemed to have some complicated meaning.
It's a bit of fun, but it's also a bit of fear.
"I can feel that you're scared."
Black clothes may be the only one who treats Gong Yu as a normal person, even teasing sea urchins in person.
Gong Yu looked back at the black clothes, pursed her lips and finally said, "I'm afraid. Chen fan is a bit extraordinary, but even if it's extraordinary, today I'll drink hatred under Gong Hongyuan's knife."
"Oh?" Black Yi is very interested in looking at Gong Yu: "how are you so sure that Chen fan will die?"
"I said he won't die today. It's the trash around you that's dead!"
Huiheiyi uttered a word, which seemed to let Gong Yu sink into meditation again. Unexpectedly, his body unconsciously leaned forward again and focused on the battle.
What he didn't notice was that he saw everything in his eyes, pursed his lips, and revealed an intriguing smile.
At the same time, looking at the bronze mirror of Chen fan, but more look forward to.
"I don't know if you've heard the saying that some people are born with clumsiness. They show the incomplete side, but hide the real fangs behind them. They only show them when necessary. They are standing in a fatal blow."
The leisurely words of black clothes make Gong Yu unconsciously clench his fists, and he even has a little nervous feeling.