Chapter 950： Anti-Blood Hand

Hearing Fang Yan's obvious teasing words, Xueshou became unusually calm. Because of the Jinx medicine he had just injected, Xueshou's face and whole body were still a little stiff.

Seeing the **** hands, Fang Yan didn't answer his own words, just looked at himself calmly. Fang Yan realized that a real war had begun.

Everyone in the Angry Star Army let out a long-suppressed roar, "Ah!" The roar was so powerful that it seemed to shake the library forcibly.

Fang Yan reminded the members of the Red Bird Organization: "Attention, a fierce battle is coming. Everyone is ready."

The members of the Red Bird Organization also understood the seriousness of the situation, and nodded in succession without speaking. The initial discomfort of the **** hand has completely subsided, and he said with a cruel smile on his face: "Fang Yan! Today is your death!"

Fang Yan really looked down on this **** hand. He said this nonsense over and over again, and his ears began to grow calluses.

Fang Yan deliberately scratched his ears and said, "Aiya. I'm talking about you! Prosperous wealth, can you stop calling me all the time, this young master is upset."

The **** hand didn't say much. He took out a light dark matter cannon from his arms, and said to Fang Yan and others, "Now! The Angry Star Army obeys the order. Charge me! Kill these red bird remnants!"

The **** hand took out the dark matter cannon and made Fang Yanhao worry for a while, but in the end, he just took it out and put on a pretense. It doesn't matter, as long as the gun is not fired, everything can be said.

Fang Yan greeted several members of the Red Birds behind him and said, "Now, we are grasshoppers on a rope. We all win, and we all lose.

However, don't worry. Victor and Ming Luofei will be there in ten minutes! "Fang Yan deliberately shortened the time for them to come to the rescue, just to prevent the belief of the nine people from being attacked.

Fang Yan is not unorganized in less-to-many battles, so he is well versed in this. Sure enough, when everyone heard that reinforcements would arrive in ten minutes, they were not as worried as before.

The Angry Star army began to charge towards Fang Yan and others under the command of Pike. The area around the **** hand was automatically vacated, and the **** hand waved at Fang Yan provocatively.

Fang Yan walked towards the **** hand with a calm expression on his face. Countless angry star guards passed by Fang Yan, Fang Yan did not have any extra protective actions, and just walked like a meteor.

This kind of calm aura of walking in the midst of the Ten Thousand Army is not something that ordinary people can do, even the Angry Star soldiers who are the enemy admire the powerhouse like Fang Yan. As a result, not a single Angry Star soldier with short eyes dared to provoke Fang Yan.

Everyone understands the principle of soldiers to soldiers and generals. Xueshou watched Fang Yan pass through countless guards so unpreparedly, and there was a slight admiration in his heart.

Even as an opponent, Fang Yan is enough to be called an excellent opponent.

It didn't take long for Fang Yan to stand in front of the **** hands, and said calmly: "Prosperous wealth. Now, how about you take this young master?" Fang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the blood hand text.

If we say that the momentum of the **** hand is the place where an unsheathed peerless sword passes, it will be cut in half. But Fang Yan stood in front of this peerless sword like an ordinary person, standing still. The sharpness of the two temporarily covered everyone present.

The **** hand smiled at Fang Yan lightly: "Hehe. I don't know why, I suddenly don't want to kill you! But, it is precisely because I have this idea that I have to kill you!"

Although the meaning of **** hands is very difficult to understand, it is still difficult for ordinary people to understand. However, Fang Yan is such a smart person, he knows it at all.

Fang Yan said regretfully: "Haha. I just want to kill you, I don't want to keep you. Come on! Show me your strength!"

Speaking of this, Fang Yan's expression changed suddenly! It was even better than the killing spirit of the **** hands. The **** hand felt that the momentum of this decisive killing was even stronger than himself. Involuntarily happy.

The stronger Fang Yan is, the happier the Bloody Hand is. In fact, this is easy to understand. If the opponent is too weak, even if he wins, there is nothing to be commended.

However, if the opponent is strong, even stronger than yourself, then victory can bring you 100% joy.

After all, your opponent determines your height. At first, Xueshou also made Fang Yan his opponent and didn't care. However, the further back, the more Fang Yan's strength was discovered, which also inspired Xue Shou's competitive spirit.

Isn't that the case with Fang Yan? Since he was far away from the earth, his melee combat skills have not been able to be displayed.

It is all about carrying out precise strikes on the enemy on the ship or space capsule, and it has not been a long time before a hearty melee combat. Fang Yan was looking forward to the next fight.

Bloody Hand is also very much looking forward to this battle. It is rare for Fang Yan to be such a "evenly matched" opponent. Fang Yan looked at the **** hand with a smile and rushed to the position where the **** hand was.

Seeing that Fang Yan didn't say hello, the **** hands started directly, so there was no unnecessary nonsense. Facing the direction Fang Yan flew over, he rushed up.

"Bang! Boom! Bang!" Fang Yan and the **** hands fought together with the sound of fists and feet, and the most primitive collision between fierce men resounded throughout the battlefield.

Fang Yan said happily: "Hahaha. So cool! Prosperous! Your strength is not bad!"

The **** hand looked at Fang Yan as if nothing was wrong, he quietly hid his trembling right hand behind him, and said calmly: "Haha. You are not bad. However, I won't be merciful in the future. La!"

Fang Yan smiled indifferently towards the **** hand: "Come on. Go on!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yan swooped down to the face of the **** hand again. Fang Yan's right hand was claw-shaped, trying to grab the **** hand's shoulder blade.

The **** hand naturally saw Fang Yan's intention, sneered in his mouth, and rammed Fang Yan's right hand with his left hand in good condition.

Fang Yan was waiting for the **** hand to turn around at this moment. He had already seen that the right side of the **** hand was shaken by his own power and was still shaking. Fang Yan's real goal was to let the **** hand fight with his injured right hand. Own.

Fang Yan's mouth showed a wicked smile. When he collided with Xueshou's left hand, Fang Yan quickly restrained Xueshou's left hand. Then Fang Yan grabbed the face of the **** hand with the other hand.

The **** hand with rich combat experience immediately judged Fang Yan's intention, and while scolding the little **** in his heart, he immediately started to retreat.

How could Fang Yan let the duck in his hand fly away like this, he didn't stop there, he just bullied himself forward and had to grab the **** hand.