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Chapter 1788 Xeon confrontation

"Boom!!!"

The calm ground burst out with a shocking explosion. The black cold light first pierced the road with a crack. Following the "crackling" sound, the entire ground exploded instantly, gravel collapsed and smoke filled.

The entire ground was torn a huge hole by this shot.

Enough to let a car fall in and then completely submerge.

Lu Fan's toes were stepping on the edge of the deep pit. He stared at Luo Wuxiu who was standing not far away, his eyes full of horror.

There are two people who are holding guns.

If Luo Wuxiu was naked, he was confident that he could get a draw.

Then Luo Wuxiu, who held a spear in his hand and used Liaoyuan spear technique, was simply an undefeated god of war and could not be defeated by ordinary power.

"You're scared."

Luo Wuxiu held a gun in his hand and looked at Lu Fan coldly: "I read fear in your eyes. You are afraid and regretful."

"You regret that you underestimated my strength and could stop me by yourself, but you were wrong."

"You underestimate the horror of a truly strong man. Not all the strong men are Cao Yuan and others."

"Since you dare to stop me, you must be prepared to die and be ready to die."

Luo Wuxiu waved the spear in his hand again. He held the spear in one hand, like a god of killing. He had no fancy moves or earth-shaking momentum. He just held the gun body with one hand, rushed forward with his body, and stabbed Lu Fan in the face with the spear tip.

At this moment, Lu Fan looked at the simple and unpretentious gun tip and actually had the illusion of nowhere to hide.

His brows frowned, his eyes condensed into a straight line, and the spear head in his pupils got closer and closer...

"boom!"

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted in Lu Fan's body!

Lu Fan clenched his fists and directly poked his hand towards the gun attacking. At an unparalleled speed, he instantly held his five fingers on the gun attack!

"What?" Luo Wuxiu's eyes showed a look of surprise.

But the next second.

Lu Fan's other fist had instantly magnified in his sight, and almost in the blink of an eye, he came to him.

"Bang!"

Luo Wuxiu's hand holding the spear reversed, and the gun body reversed, hitting Lu Fan's chest without warning.

"puff."

A stream of blood spurted out from the corner of Lu Fan's mouth, but the hand that grabbed the gun's tip was tightly placed, and his body was close to the gun. When Luo Wuxiu retreated, he seized the opportunity to follow and rushed towards Luo Wuxiu.

"interesting."

Luo Wuxiu's mouth was filled with a touch of play, "Do you really think that just this little skill is enough to defeat a strong man?"

"Break it for me!"

Luo Wuxiu gave up the spear directly, suddenly poked out his palm, and grabbed Lu Fan's face!

"boom!"

Lu Fan raised his right fist and suddenly smashed it into his palm!

Single palm vs single fist!

Although Luo Wuxiu also practiced Liaoyuan gun technique, he practiced martial arts with his body! His body had long reached a point where ordinary masters could not break it.

In this palm, he wanted to directly break Lu Fan's fist and use his weakest place to hit Lu Fan's strongest place!

Not only can he destroy Lu Fan, but he can also directly destroy his martial arts heart and make Lu Fan a useless person!

In the flash, hands were handed over together.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!
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