Chapter: 814
"Who on earth are you? Among the younger generation, how come the old man has never seen you? What kind of person are you?"
The old man said in anger.
"Never mind, let you understand, my name is Ji Fan."
"Ji Fan?" The old man murmured the name. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it at this time.
At this time, Ji Fan Ho Ho laughed and said:
"Okay, stop here, I'll send you on the road."
As he said, the bronze spear in Ji Fan's hand flicked, and the spear suddenly let out a clear spear groan.
"Boy, don't force the old man, otherwise, the old man desperately will destroy you." The old man roared.
"Oh? Really?" Ji Fan smiled and didn't care.
"Then I want to see and see, how do you work hard?"
Seeing this scene, the old man roared:
"Ji Fan, if you retreat now, as long as the old man breaks into Wuzong, you will be able to lead Qingtianzong to become the overlord of Youzhou Ancient Martial Realm. At that time, I will let you be the deputy sovereign. From then on, you will only be in the old man alone. Down, but above 10,000 people, there is nothing for what you want."
As a last resort, the old man really didn't want to fight Ji Fan. He was in a critical moment of retreat. At this moment, desperately, it was equal to giving up the hope of becoming Wu Zong in the future. That was his lifelong dream. He didn't want to just give up like this.
As long as he is given another half a year, he is sure to break through to Wu Zong, and when that time, destroying Ji Fan will be a matter of turning over.
time! ! ! What he lacks most now is time! ! !
Faced with the coercion and temptation of the old man, Ji Fan had no feeling of heartbeat.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested, I'll kill you, Chang Yuan will bring the Great Sky Sect to join my mortal league. I'm above ten thousand people, why should I be under yours?"
"Chang Yuan?"
The old man glared wide.
"It turned out to be this traitor. I knew it earlier. The old man abolished this traitor before retreating."
"Well, there is no regret medicine in the world, so the chat is over."
The bronze spear in Ji Fan's hand flicked, and then turned into a long rainbow, reaching the center of the old man's eyebrows.
Feeling the power of Ji Fan's blow, the old man was eager to crack and roared, his whole body, the inner strength burst instantly, turning into a terrifying wind, Ji Fan swept over.
boom!
Ji Fan's shot was blocked.
At this time, the old man stood up slowly, his whole body was covered with blood, and his face was even more hideous and terrifying.
Facing Ji Fan's shot, he had no choice but to force his way out, for which he paid a heavy price.
"Little beast, the old man has been preparing for twenty years, and now he is about to break into Wuzong, but you have ruined it. Now, the old man has no hope of breaking Wuzong in this life. I die."
As he said, the old man roared, and in an instant, his fists were like dragons, and his violent internal energy turned into two blood-colored behemoths, opening their mouths, and biting them towards Ji Fan.
See this scene.
Ji Fan's face remained unchanged.
He directly displayed a mood attack, with the bronze spear in his hand, pointed at the old man, pierced and pierced it.
In an instant, the two blood-colored behemoths were silently annihilated, and the old man's face became extremely ugly, and his eyes flashed with deep horror, as if he felt the crisis of death.
At this moment, the old man could not keep it anymore. The internal energy of his whole body surged rapidly, forming a solid shield in front of him.
However, everything is in vain.
boom!
This shot of Ji Fan easily passed through the inner strength shield, and the old man had not had time to react in the future. This shot had already pierced his heart.
puff!
The old man spit out a big mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He didn't believe that he would die in the hands of a third-rank martial king, and he couldn't believe that this third-rank martial king could perform such a terrifying attack. At that moment, he only felt as if the whole world was oppressing him. Any room to fight back.
"This trick...what's the name...name?"
The old man firmly grasped the bronze spear with both hands, exhausted his last strength, and asked. JrNovels.com
The old man said in anger.
"Never mind, let you understand, my name is Ji Fan."
"Ji Fan?" The old man murmured the name. He seemed to have heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it at this time.
At this time, Ji Fan Ho Ho laughed and said:
"Okay, stop here, I'll send you on the road."
As he said, the bronze spear in Ji Fan's hand flicked, and the spear suddenly let out a clear spear groan.
"Boy, don't force the old man, otherwise, the old man desperately will destroy you." The old man roared.
"Oh? Really?" Ji Fan smiled and didn't care.
"Then I want to see and see, how do you work hard?"
Seeing this scene, the old man roared:
"Ji Fan, if you retreat now, as long as the old man breaks into Wuzong, you will be able to lead Qingtianzong to become the overlord of Youzhou Ancient Martial Realm. At that time, I will let you be the deputy sovereign. From then on, you will only be in the old man alone. Down, but above 10,000 people, there is nothing for what you want."
As a last resort, the old man really didn't want to fight Ji Fan. He was in a critical moment of retreat. At this moment, desperately, it was equal to giving up the hope of becoming Wu Zong in the future. That was his lifelong dream. He didn't want to just give up like this.
As long as he is given another half a year, he is sure to break through to Wu Zong, and when that time, destroying Ji Fan will be a matter of turning over.
time! ! ! What he lacks most now is time! ! !
Faced with the coercion and temptation of the old man, Ji Fan had no feeling of heartbeat.
"I'm sorry, I'm not interested, I'll kill you, Chang Yuan will bring the Great Sky Sect to join my mortal league. I'm above ten thousand people, why should I be under yours?"
"Chang Yuan?"
The old man glared wide.
"It turned out to be this traitor. I knew it earlier. The old man abolished this traitor before retreating."
"Well, there is no regret medicine in the world, so the chat is over."
The bronze spear in Ji Fan's hand flicked, and then turned into a long rainbow, reaching the center of the old man's eyebrows.
Feeling the power of Ji Fan's blow, the old man was eager to crack and roared, his whole body, the inner strength burst instantly, turning into a terrifying wind, Ji Fan swept over.
boom!
Ji Fan's shot was blocked.
At this time, the old man stood up slowly, his whole body was covered with blood, and his face was even more hideous and terrifying.
Facing Ji Fan's shot, he had no choice but to force his way out, for which he paid a heavy price.
"Little beast, the old man has been preparing for twenty years, and now he is about to break into Wuzong, but you have ruined it. Now, the old man has no hope of breaking Wuzong in this life. I die."
As he said, the old man roared, and in an instant, his fists were like dragons, and his violent internal energy turned into two blood-colored behemoths, opening their mouths, and biting them towards Ji Fan.
See this scene.
Ji Fan's face remained unchanged.
He directly displayed a mood attack, with the bronze spear in his hand, pointed at the old man, pierced and pierced it.
In an instant, the two blood-colored behemoths were silently annihilated, and the old man's face became extremely ugly, and his eyes flashed with deep horror, as if he felt the crisis of death.
At this moment, the old man could not keep it anymore. The internal energy of his whole body surged rapidly, forming a solid shield in front of him.
However, everything is in vain.
boom!
This shot of Ji Fan easily passed through the inner strength shield, and the old man had not had time to react in the future. This shot had already pierced his heart.
puff!
The old man spit out a big mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He didn't believe that he would die in the hands of a third-rank martial king, and he couldn't believe that this third-rank martial king could perform such a terrifying attack. At that moment, he only felt as if the whole world was oppressing him. Any room to fight back.
"This trick...what's the name...name?"
The old man firmly grasped the bronze spear with both hands, exhausted his last strength, and asked. JrNovels.com
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