Yang Fan opened his mouth and surprised the world.
As soon as he came out, he directly attracted everyone''s attention, including Wu Jingxian, who all fell on him.
"See?" Wu Jingxian asked faintly.
It seems that the two have long been close friends, so there is no need for too much fuss.
"Just have a direction, how specific, still need to confirm." Yang Fan explained.
To tell the truth, Yang Fan is very grateful to Wu Jingxian in his heart. Without Wu Jingxian, he can''t understand the outbreak of killing intention.
"Then go. This battlefield is saved for you." Wu Jingxian said.
Yang Fan''s face sank.
"The battlefield exists because of me?" Yang Fan repeated, the meaning behind this sentence is too profound to know.
"Yes. But there are some things that you are not qualified to know. When you completely solve this battlefield, I will tell you!" Wu Jingxian continued.
Yang Fan smiled bitterly.
Not qualified to
Still not qualified!
However, having seen the means of Wu Jingxian, Yang Fan didn''t say more. Indeed, in front of Wu Jingxian, he is qualified to say this sentence. Now he is really unqualified.
The teaching between the two did not last long, but came to an end in an instant.
"Yang Fan! Yang Fan! Yang Fan!"
Also at this time, Wang Lianggao drank.
Immediately, everyone said.
It seems that Yang Fan is already their spiritual belief and the invincible spirit in their hearts.
Under the cheers of the crowd, Yang Fan walked towards the suspension bridge step by step.
On the other side of the suspension bridge, there is no sound at this time.
Yang Fan doesn''t matter if he wants to compete with the immortal. However, the first battle of Yang Fan was also very important before. Coupled with the momentum of the martial god army at this time, they also felt great pressure in their hearts at this time.
Vishmo looked at Yang Fan with a cold expression on his face: "Yang Fan, right? Although I don''t know how you suddenly jumped out. I don''t know what Wu Jingxian meant to push you out at this time, but it doesn''t make any difference. Here, the war is just an infinite cycle."
"However, since Wu Jingxian said that as long as you die, the future battle will be under our control, you must die today."
"It''s the same even if it has extraordinary combat power. You have to die!"
Vishmo said with full intention of killing.
Even full of pride and confidence, as if this was an undisputed gamble. As long as it is not Wu Jingxian, it will not have the slightest impact on them.
"Then come on! But in a word, are you ready to die?" Yang Fan said faintly.
"It''s arrogant enough. Do you think you can be arrogant in front of us if you can kill some? You don''t look at it. You''re just a god pill. If you want to kill, it''s as you wish. I want to see how many you can kill." Vishmo gave a cold sound.
Then he waved his hand.
Step, step!
Hundreds of soldiers walked directly onto the suspension bridge with great momentum and killing intention.
Yang Fan''s ghost eyes twinkled and his long hair danced.
Without hesitation, his hand moved and the long gun appeared.
However, this time, there was a bit more spirituality in the long gun. As soon as the auxiliary appeared, it burst out an invincible meaning, as if it was born for sweeping.
At this moment, on the other side of the suspension bridge, countless people stopped, shook their heads left and right, but did not dare to move forward.
It can only be said that Yang Fan''s breath was too violent at this moment. The murderous intention raging out made them shudder and even dare not make a move.
Vishmo was the same. His intuition told him that Yang Fan was different.
"Impossible, but what changes can he make in a day? If he is really a peerless genius, why wait until now to release it and send it to the depths of the battlefield." Vishmo thought to himself and comforted himself.
But different from him, Wu Jingxian had an interesting look in his eyes.
Because he can also feel the changes in Yang Fan.
This change is not a change in strength.
But the perception of killing intention.
"Good overbearing will, why did he kill him?" Wu Jingxian''s eyes twinkled with fine light. His killing is to live for war, kill for killing, and stop killing with killing.
I have to say that this is definitely the peak of killing intention.
It is precisely because of this that he can kill a fierce name in this battlefield and become a battlefield Shura. But at this moment, he felt that the will exposed on Yang Fan was even more overbearing than him.
But there was no jealousy in his eyes, only curiosity and expectation.
As for Yang Fan himself, there were no distractions at this time. He stood with a horizontal gun: "come to war!"
With a roar of anger, Yang Fan''s ghost eyes suddenly burst out fierce and belligerent, and the intention of killing and cutting broke out instantly. At this time, the golden divine palace is also running wildly in the body. Jin Daojun appears again and runs the skill in the divine palace, ready to devour the killing intention at any time.
But of course, the temple did not come out of the slope. One is because Yang Fan doesn''t think it''s necessary, and the other is that he doesn''t want to attract other people''s attention.
The next moment, Yang Fan rushed out with a gun.
"Go!"
"What are you afraid of? The more you live, the more you go back. Anyway, if you die today, you can climb up tomorrow!"
"Yes, they are all dead people. What''s arrogant? Kill!"
At this time, countless soldiers also killed in the opposite.
Boom!
The war broke out in an instant.
Poof!
Yang Fan held a gun vertically and horizontally, as if a tiger had entered a flock of sheep. With each shot, several figures were directly annihilated.
In the twinkling of an eye, the figures of these people were in ruins. After only a few breaths, they lost their armor and were miserable. There were only a few people left.
It can be said that today''s Yang Fan is cleaner and more powerful than the war the day before yesterday.
"How could..." pishmo''s eyes also changed greatly.
It''s too fast.
Soon he didn''t respond to what was going on, and hundreds of people had died.
"Not enough, not enough at all. They are too weak. You fight!" Yang Fan''s voice came out and began to take the initiative to invite the war.
Because at the moment, he found that with the breakthrough of the golden God body, he was more picky about killing intention. At this time, although he killed a lot, there were few killing intentions that could be absorbed and swallowed by him.
Therefore, Yang Fan fixed his eyes on pishmo.
He felt that perhaps only vishmo''s killing intention could help him.
Vishmo''s face was gloomy and very ugly.
Before, he vowed to kill Yang Fan, but now he''s only a few breaths, but don''t beat Yang Fan in the face and force him to do it directly.
But in his heart, there was a fear.
"It''s impossible. How can it be? He''s just a waste of Shendan realm. Besides, this battlefield won''t really die at all. Even if he is defeated, what can he do?" Vishmo''s heart is complex and full of wishful thinking. Finally, the idea in my heart is forcibly suppressed.
"Vishmo, don''t you always want to be free? Now I tell you, Yang Fan doesn''t belong to this battlefield at all. He is an alien. Therefore, if you die in his hands, there will be no possibility of resurrection."
"In other words, he can set you free."
At this time, Wu Jingxian suddenly said.
"What?" Vishmo''s face suddenly changed, and a great fear floated in his mind.
"You said... Death in his hands was really death?" Vishmo couldn''t believe it.
"I asked you before, did you see those people come back? Don''t you understand what it means?" Wu Jingxian chuckled and pondered.
"No, it''s impossible. How can there be outsiders? It''s impossible, it''s absolutely impossible!" Pishmo was stunned and terrified. Even when he spoke, he did not choose his words