Chapter 3517

"All right, second set!"

Fan Jia waved her hand, and the late master, who had killed the great elder of the Sanskrit nationality, retreated, and then another later monk came to the front desk.

"Second elder, it's your turn."

Although the heart has no bottom, but the Vatican patriarch still decided to let the two elders, try.

"I..."

Seeing the elder crushed with his own eyes, the two elders were already afraid.

However, the patriarch of the Ming, had to follow.

"Fan can't be everyone that strong."

Trying to comfort themselves, the two elders of the Sanskrit nationality moved forward slowly, and finally, they stood together with fan's second later monk.

With the great elder's warning, the two elders dare not be careless.

"To begin?"

The two elders of the Vatican asked, staring solemnly at fan's late master.

"Start."

Fan's late master monk replied.

Before the words fell, the two elders of the Sanskrit clan had already taken the lead, and they did everything they could.

As if the essence of the holy power, urged by the two elders of the Sanskrit nationality, turned into a sharp sword and stabbed the later practitioners of the fans.

Fan's later followers hesitated for a moment and chose to join them.

The reason why he chose hard connection is that the people who came out in front of fan gave him great confidence.

"Go

His arms trembled and he responded with holy power.

The two holy powers collide with each other in an instant, just like an egg hitting a stone. The sword of the holy power of the two Brahmanic elders suddenly disintegrates.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this, all the Sanskrit people took a breath of cold air.

As the two elders of the Sanskrit nationality, they are even more desperate.

"Strong, too strong!"

The two elders of the Vatican nationality, their opponents are even better than the dead Vatican elder, and he is still a lot less than the Vatican elder.

Here's a JJ.

"Give up, I give up!"

Without waiting for fan's later followers to pursue the victory, the two elders of the Sanskrit family chose to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Compared with life and death, that face is not worth mentioning.

"This..."

Fan's later followers inevitably hesitated.

Taking advantage of this gap, the two elders of the Vatican have fled back.

"Elder two, you..."

The head of the Vatican clan suddenly turned black.

"What's wrong with me? If you know that you can't fight, do you want to die in vain like the elder? "

The two Vatican elders, who nearly died, are a little bit hot at the moment, and directly confront the Vatican patriarch.

"Shake the morale of the army, die!"

When he was defeated, the great elder died miserably. The mood of the Vatican patriarch has been investigated to the extreme. The two elders' utterance has undoubtedly become the fuse to detonate the Vatican clan leader.

In his rage, the Vatican patriarch suddenly took a hand and slapped it on the head of the two elders of the Vatican.

"Poop

The two elders of the Vatican did not even say a word until they fell to the ground.

"Boom

Thousands of Sanskrit saints are in chaos.

The two elders were killed by the patriarch of their own clan when they were not planted in the hands of Fan family. This is what they never imagined.

Yes, the two elders are wrong in contradicting the patriarch, but they are not guilty to death, right?

"Three elders, it's your turn!"

To tell you the truth, the Vatican clan leader also has some regrets, but he is dead, so he can only go on.

"I..."

The three elders are speechless.

On, 90% of them are killed. If they don't, they have little chance to live.

"Come on

Think again and again, the three elders still decided.

Against the three long, the same is a late master.

"Brother, be merciful and spare me my life!"

It's not good to admit defeat on their own initiative. They can only make up their minds from their opponents. Before they fight, the three elders secretly send a message to fan's later followers.

"Not yet. Maybe you spared my life."

Fan's later saints were Hakka.

"No, absolutely not."

The great elder and the second elder were defeated one after another. As the third elder, he had already been a little confident.

There is no need to elaborate on the battle process.

As soon as possible, fan Jia said that he should not keep his hands. However, under the bitter request of the other party, he was still merciful.

In the end, the three elders of the Sanskrit clan were blown away by one hand and returned with serious injuries.

Although he was seriously injured, the three elders couldn't help but be overjoyed. It proved that he had done his best. Even if the patriarch had a fire in his heart, he could not sprinkle it on him again.

The relationship between the three elders and the four elders is good. When they find the four elders in the next shopping mall, the three elders immediately pass on their exclusive secret recipe to the four elders.The four elders are perfectly re engraved and return with serious injuries in minutes.

Then, the four elders sent the life preserving secret script to the eight elders.

The reason why they are eight elders is that five elders, six elders and seven elders have been captured, and only eight elders can play the fifth.

The eight elders were defeated without any suspense, and they were defeated in the hands of one of fan's disciples.

This completely destroyed the confidence of the whole Sanskrit people.

The peak of the Lord is higher than the two small realms in the middle period of the Lord. They can't win, but they can't fight with a hammer!

No matter who the Sanskrit sent up, it was cannon fodder.

"Ten games, now it's five to zero. Do you want to continue?"

Fan Jia sighed and said to the patriarch.

"Yes, of course!"

Although he felt that the situation was over, the Vatican patriarch still did not want to admit defeat.

They are the 17th super strong ethnic group. After millions of years of silent development and comprehensive strength, they can compete with the top ten ethnic groups. How can they be defeated by a small fan family?

"Elder nine!"

The Vatican patriarch waved his hand.

According to the order, the next player should be nine elder.

"Clan leader, admit defeat!"

The elder Jiuchang was not very lucky. The people who appeared in front of him didn't teach him the secret of immortality at all. He felt that he would probably die. The seven elders persuaded the Vatican clan leader.

"Will you disobey me, too?"

The head of the Vatican clan has killed a second elder. He doesn't mind killing another nine elder.

"Go up, gunner!"

Nine elder is scared to retreat ceaselessly.

"Well, if you know that the people are invincible, you have to let them come up and die. Are you the head of the Vatican clan?"

Just then, fan Jia suddenly cried out.

Obviously, this is a psychological strategy.

When he went out with such a voice, the Vatican people looked up and down at the Vatican patriarch, and there was no sense of intimacy.

"I don't think you have to force anyone else to play. In the sixth game, we'll decide whether to win or not."

Fan Jia continued his efforts.

"I..."

The Vatican clan leader was dumbfounded.

If you really want to beat fan Jia, does he need to put forward the ten game agreement?

"Will only let the people die, do not dare to play?"

Fan Jia increased the weight again.

Fan Jia was no doubt trying to force him to think.

"Don't listen to him instigating dissension. With so many people of the Vatican nationality, are we afraid that dozens of fan's people will not succeed? Let's join me!"

However, fan Jia directly tore up the previous agreement.

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