Chapter 892

At the junction of the four directions and the Lihuo area, it should be a place without human beings. But now, on the top of the mountain range, there is a huge flag with only one Rune engraved with the symbol of a common sword. The flag alone is heavy enough to weigh thousands of Jin and flutter in the wind!

But now there are many figures around the mountains. All of them are stationed here, forming a large camp. At first glance, there are many mercenaries who lick blood with knife edge. Even in the big tent, there are women struggling. But no one dares to provoke here.

Obviously, the man who dares to check a powerful flag in this place must have absolute strength, and the mercenaries along the way have amazing blood, just like a beast!

However, at the next moment, the void was torn, and suddenly a huge handprint appeared in the sky. With the moment of the mark flying in the sky, the big hand grasped the flag in the middle of the mountain peak. The flag of thousands of Jin was directly caught by it, and it was still in the camp like throwing stones.

Boom!

What a shock it was when the flag of a thousand catties fell. The thunder like sound came out, and the dust rose all around.

Just a moment ago, the ground was smashed to pieces, countless barracks were smashed by it, and several unfortunate mercenaries were directly smashed to death by this kind of air wave.

With such a strike, the camp was thrown into chaos, like a landslide, which immediately shocked the whole world. All the mercenaries looked at the void, and their ferocious faces Suddenly solidified and changed into a color of fear that was hard to hide.

Because at this moment, in the void, a shadow surging, black armor rushing from the distance, like a black torrent. At the same time, a terrifying sense of killing came. These people were obviously well-trained. Even though it was a dangerous place, they were quickly surrounded as if surrounded by iron barrels.

Under this siege, these mercenaries suddenly turn pale. Naturally, they can feel the strength described by thousands of people. They are just insulting and afraid of being hard. They are definitely not the opponents of such people!

In a flash, a roar came out of the dusty camp,

"who is it? Don't you want to die? Dare to offend here!"

The voice fell down, just like the roar of ancient Warcraft. The whole mountain trembled with awe, and the tone contained a full sense of killing, which immediately calmed the mercenaries, but did not wait for them to be proud. At the same time, there was a colder voice in the world,

"it's me, do you have any opinion?"

The speaker is a young man with white hair standing among the black sergeants. His face looks like a scholar. However, standing between heaven and earth at this moment, he is as powerful as the center of the world. His hands are naturally placed on both sides, and his eyes are indifferent. He is... Meng fan!

Behind him, there are high-level dark guards, such as Lei Hun old man, lonely heart proud, Lin Tang and so on. Now they are all here. They look at it coldly. It seems that as long as Meng fan makes a gesture, it will destroy this place.

Junlin, there is no doubt that after the decision, Meng fan naturally brought the people through the transmission array. It was only half an hour's effort. It was already possible to launch a war shaking the northern group at any time.

This kind of efficiency is not high. For Meng fan, even though the whole northern area is in chaos and conspiracies are numerous, the latter always has only one principle, that is, push him horizontally, beat him to vomit blood, and then see what it is.

Between the two people talking, the indifferent voice retraced in the valley. The shaking mountain peak trembled and the trees were broken. In the next moment, a figure directly appeared in the camp. He was a middle-aged man with a huge sword on his back. Just standing in the sky, there was a strong blood.

Xuanyuan strong!

Under this kind of attractive momentum, the eyebrows of the dark guards in the field were all wrinkled. However, in the face of such strong men, it was to let these black armored men step out one step and show their fighting intention.

For the dark guards, as early as many years above the Tianhan mountain, they have their own beliefs. Although they die, they only fight!

"The strong in Xuanyuan?"

In the field, the middle-aged man frowned and immediately said coldly,

"I don't know who you are, Wu Jian, the God of Blood Sword in the fire region. I don't know who you are. Why do you break into our mountain gate without permission? Do you really want to be enemies with me

"Oh?"

Meng fan chuckled softly and said faintly,

"why, you dare to send a battle post to the Dark Alliance, don't you know who I am?"

Hearing this, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice,

"you are a member of the Dark Alliance. Are you the helper they invited? I advise you not to lie down in a muddy water. You should know that although the dark alliance still controls the four regions, its demise is only in an instant, which is not enough to fear. It is better for you to join us. I believe you will have a very good future! "The tone was quiet, but when the voice came out, it made the whole dark guard give out a sneer. He looked at Wu Jian with disdain as if he were a fool.

Standing in the sky, Meng fan laughed and said faintly,

"in this case, I don't know where Meng fan can get... What a good future?"

The sound fell and the words were like electricity. Suddenly, the whole world was silent. Countless mercenaries widened their eyes. To know that they licked blood all the year round, but they absolutely heard the name. This is not only a code name, the name of a person, the shadow of a tree. In the whole four directions, Meng fan's words are Shura!

The old white haired Shura comes in person!

Under this scene, the expression of Wu Jian, including the one in the field, was a little frozen. Rao Shi's face turned black. Unexpectedly, the long lost leader of the Dark Alliance actually returned, and he even conspired against him, which made him laugh angrily.

"Meng fan? It seems that you still have two brushes. Your bone age is less than 20 years, and you have reached the Xuanyuan realm. However, what is the use of your existence in the realm of pills and forced promotion? I don't think you have stepped into the second level of Xuanyuan realm. You must die in front of me today, or kill you, I will just save a lot of worry! "

At the same time, the latter has already stepped into the second level of Xuanyuan realm. With a big hand moving, a bloody sword shadow appears in this world. The whole person looks like a god reviving and suppressing the world.

Under this terrible momentum, the breath of all the people around the heaven and earth is frozen, and there is nothing else. The momentum of a powerful person in Xuanyuan state is too powerful. The emergence of such a killing opportunity alone has already made ordinary people unable to bear it.

And the armrest stands between heaven and earth. Meng fan steps out one step, and one person is above the sky. He spits out a few words lightly,

"if you have any means, you can take it out!"

In the tone, it can be said that the wind is light and the clouds are light. Wu Jian can't help but snort. The shadow of the sword is waving in his hand. In the next moment, a huge sword spirit is cut in the air. In his palm, the majestic vitality moves like a huge thunderbolt. At the same time, the three words ring through the world,

"Blood Sword shadow!"

The sound falls and the sword cuts the sky. Under this scene, it can be said that a sword can cut through the heaven and earth. Obviously, in order to build up its power, Wu Jian used its own vitality method in an instant. This sword is enough to cut down 100000 mountains and cover the whole world.

"Arrogant boy, you have to pay for your arrogance

With a sword flying in the air, Meng fan did not move or even blinked his eyes. He just watched the scene quietly. At the moment when the majestic sword body was about to be cut on his body, a golden virtual shadow appeared around Meng fan's body.

At the moment of the appearance of the virtual shadow, the huge tower body is above the circumference of this week, covering the heaven and earth, covering the eight wastelands!

Yellow tower of heaven and earth!

Obviously, at this moment, it was Xiaotian's hand. With the passing of Wu Jian's sword, the huge body of the sword was only cut on it. At the next moment, there was a roar, and the air waves were overflowing. Under the endless sword Qi, Meng fan did not move, and the golden tower shadow surrounded it, which was also. Still!

After one sword passed, he didn't even hurt his fur. He couldn't help but let Wu Jian bite his teeth and roar. At the same time, the spirit of the sword in his hand changed. In a moment, three Wu Jian figures appeared around him. The three swords were combined into one, and at the same time, they were chopped!

The power of this chopping is more than three times as powerful as before. The mercenaries under him are unable to bear and have difficulty breathing in the next moment. However, when the terrible sword body is cut on the golden pagoda, it is just like before. The vitality in Meng fan's body is surging. At this moment, the vitality is integrated into the small tower!

Boom!

With the roar of shaking eardrum, everyone was stunned. However, it was found that Meng fan was already motionless and his clothes were confused. He had already withstood Wu Jian's two full blows!

"You

In a flash, Wu Jian's look suddenly changed, and he immediately exclaimed, "what kind of skill are you hiding under the shadow of that tower?"

Hearing Wu Jian's words, Meng fan chuckled softly. The radian on the corner of his mouth was charming. Only a few words rang through the world,

"as you wish, as you said!"

Words are like electricity. At the same time, the vitality of Meng fan's body revolts at this moment. At the next moment, his arm moves, and the patterns appear on it. It is amazing that it is an ancient dragon pattern. At the same time, a sound of dragon chanting rings through the heaven and earth. A huge palm print emerges at the same time and bombards Wu Jian.

The sudden change of Wu Wan's hand is just like a smash of the sword!

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