However, if it is usually, Ji Fan blinks at the distance of these tens of meters.

However, the master's confrontation, even if Ji Fan's body is clever, but He Zhang is not given in vain. He wants to approach He Zhang, every step is very difficult.

After several times in a row, He Zhang responded easily. The distance between the two did not shorten. At this time, Ji Fan's eyes flashed a contempt.

"The supervisor of the Kyoto Martial Arts Association, just now, still sends me into the black dungeon. Why is it now playing with me the consumption war? There is a positive battle."

Hearing Ji Fan's taunt, He Zhang didn't care.

"Put away your ridiculous excitement method. History is written by the winner. Today, as long as I take you down, is it important?"

After that, He Zhang's face showed a proud smile.

"I admit that your physical body is really strong and weird, but after all, it is just a breakthrough in the Wu King, and I am the pinnacle of the King of Wu, fight with me, and consume, how long can you persist? Half an hour?

One hour? "

"Oh, Ji Fan, your defeat has been determined, just kneel down to death."

Hearing this, Ji Fan laughed lightly.

"Really?"

Seeing the smile on Ji Fan's face, somehow, He Zhang's heart had faint anxiety.

His left hand also held the sword of the red blood sword, holding the sword with both hands, poured into the inner strength of the red blood sword, doubled, the red blood sword waved like a blood dragon, the violent sword gas was like a machine gun

, Shot towards Ji Fan.

In this way, Ji Fan cope with it, even more difficult. In just ten seconds, Ji Fan's body had a few more visible bones on his body.

"Hum, how long can you hold on?"

He Zhang's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty.

At this time, Ji Fan's complexion sank, so if he goes, it will undoubtedly lose.

A struggle flashed in Ji Fan's eyes, but after a moment, the struggle disappeared.

He reached out and pulled out something from his arms.

It was that brass mirror.

Since the previous battle with Wang Guchen, after the damage to the brass mirror, he did not intend to use the brass mirror again. What big secrets should be involved behind the brass mirror of his always consciousness, but now, this kind of He Zhang is this kind of Hezhang.

Rogue warfare, let him have to borrow a brass mirror again.

Now that he decided, Ji Fan no longer hesitated.

The moment he took out the bronze mirror, the spiritual power was mad, and he poured into the brass mirror. The brass mirror suddenly burst out of a yellow mang, and he instantly covered the congratulations.

Ji Fan's movement was too fast. He Zhang did not respond at all. The moment he was shrouded in the bronze mirror, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be caught in the mud, and the speed slowed down instantly.

For a while, He Zhang's face changed greatly.

"That's now."

In the eyes of Ji Fan, a sperm flashed, and the square step was stepped out of his feet. He flickered in front of He Zhang's body. At the same time, the bronze -long gun was split towards He Zhang's head.

This shot is like a thunderous thunder, as soon as lightning, a shot, He Zhang will die.

On the occasion of life and death, He Zhang's body retreated. At the same time, he spit out a large mouthful of sperm blood and used this sperm blood, and his left hand exhibited a strange handprint.

As the handprint is completed, a bloody cover like a hit bell appears in his whole body.

clang!

Ji Fan's shot instantly hit this bloody bell cover.

Suddenly, a bloody bell burst out of a fierce tremor, and He Zhang flew out again.

The flying Zhang Zhang, his face was white, and then hurriedly sprayed the blood blood, sprayed on the trembling blood clock, and the blood bell cover suddenly stabilized.

Seeing this scene, He Zhangyin smiled fiercely:

"Ji Fan, you can force me to display my hole card, you do surprise me, but unless Wu Zong comes, you can't break my blood in the morning clock."
Chapter completed!