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Fortunately, the Daoist sect used secret techniques, and their kung fu was much higher, so they were able to deal with the chaos. But in this way, they were held back by the gangsters and couldn't go back to rescue.

After Xue Wanjun hacked and killed more than a dozen people, he was finally entangled by three or four masters in the National Guard Camp, unable to rush to Da Bronming, who was in charge of commanding.

The Eighteen Demons of the Underworld looked at Bai Fan who had nothing in his hands, and while attacking his golden bell cover, he said mockingly: "Bai Fan, you are really stupid, the number one expert in the world?

You are holding a big ax and our brothers are afraid of you three points, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid that you gave up your weapon.

Don't you know that weapons are the second life of warriors?

Today our brothers will definitely smash your tortoise shell, the feeling of being able to kill the world's number one master is really exciting! "

"Yes, brother is right, brothers, work harder, don't you believe that his tortoise shell can be stronger than our sword?"

The corner of Bai Fan's mouth chuckled, looking at the eighteen confident brothers around him like an idiot, and said with a sneer, "Those who sit in a well and watch the sky think that they can be defiant after practicing a set of 18-man attack formation?

Do you think I, Bai Fan, became famous because of weapons?

I borrowed someone else's big ax for the convenience of slaughtering cavalry, but how can my Bai Fan's overall strength be limited by an ax?

Today I will let you take a look at what it means to break through all dharmas with one force. "

With all the power running, the golden bell cover expanded a circle, as if it would burst open at any moment. When the Eighteen Underworld Raiders saw it, they couldn't help but feel fear, their eyes met, and they began to use their tricks.

The 18 people flew up at the same time, and the eighteen swords stabbed at the golden bell below at the same time, using the strongest skills in their lives, and they were bound to pierce Bai Fan's golden bell cover.

Sure enough, the weapons of 18 people stabbed at the same place, and only a ding sound was heard, and those [-] sword points pierced into the golden bell cover. Although it was only less than an inch, it was the first time since the war started.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Fan's golden bell cover was like broken glass, with cracks growing from the breach, and soon the cracks spread all over, and with a bang, it completely burst open, stirring up dust all over the ground within three feet.

The 18 people flying in the air thought that Bai Fan's life would be killed if the golden bell cover was broken, but at this moment of their joy, a pair of golden hands stretched out from the billowing smoke and dust, and grabbed the [-]th person. The tip of the weapon's sword was in his hand.

"What? How is that possible?"

Looking at those big golden hands, pinching and kneading, the eighteen indestructible swords were kneaded into a ball by him like paper, and the underworld eighteen evil spirits who were still holding the hilt outside were stunned.

Although my brother's weapon is not comparable to the legendary magic weapon, it is also made by famous masters and is priceless. It's not so easy to drop our weapons.

The boss was the first to come back to his senses, knowing that it was not good, he shouted: "No, let go and retreat!"

Bai Fan, who was shrouded in smoke and dust, sneered mockingly: "If you let you go like this, then I, Bai Fan, will not be number one in the world."

"Old, boss, I, I can't seem to let go..." The second child trembled.

"Yeah boss, it seems that I was attracted by his magic..."

"Boss, it's so cold, I feel like my life is passing..."

The voices of each younger brother made the boss of the eighteen fierce gangsters feel dangerous, and he himself felt uncomfortable. It was an indescribable feeling, just like what the old seven said, it made people feel the breath of death , feeling that my life is passing by.

"Hahahaha, I have never had the chance to use it since I practiced the Vajra Indestructibility and Absorption Dafa. Using it on you bastards today will really damage my reputation."

After a stick of incense, when the 18 people were tortured by Bai Fan into a soft ball and fell to the ground, Bai Fan waved his golden right hand, and the scrap iron in his hand was cut off from the hilt of the sword. Taking eighteen broken swords with a length of three inches, each one was precisely inserted between the eyebrows of the eighteen evil spirits of the underworld.

Looking up, the infantry led by Xue Wanjun was in a precarious situation, with the wind blowing under their feet, they rushed up quickly, and helped Xue Wanjun solve the opponents around him with three moves at the fastest speed, picked up an enemy's horse spear, and went straight to the commander of the National Defense Battalion and go.

Dabronmin was about to order to grab something and leave, when he looked back, a huge horse spear swept towards him, and before he could utter an exclamation, it was swept away by Bai Fan.

"Daxue, continue!"

Xue Wanjun just killed a person and was panting, when he heard Bai Fan's shout, he looked up, well, the enemy is coming, and he was overjoyed.

"The thief will die!"

With all his strength, he split Huashan Mountain with one blow, splitting Dabronming in half with an axe in the air, and he didn't care about the blood mixed with his intestines and viscera.

The big ax hit the ground, and Xue Wanjun shouted: "Old Zhang, Lao Zhai, brothers have avenged you."

Seeing this, Bai Fan couldn't help covering his eyes, and yelled at Xue Wanjun: "Damn, I told you to keep an eye on him. If you kill him, who will we interrogate?"

……

"The thief general is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!"

Ignoring Xue Wanjun who wanted to explain something, Bai Fan immediately raised his horse and shouted loudly, mixing with the lion's roar, it rang in everyone's ears.

And everyone on the side of the underworld looked up, it was over, Bai Fan was out of trouble, this time he was in trouble.

The evil god is also vicious. At this time, he remembered Lu Dongzan's confession. Seeing that the cavalry of the Huguo Battalion had no leader, he immediately shouted: "Mission failed, the Prime Minister has ordered it, and if you don't get it, destroy it."

As soon as Bai Fan heard the other party call out his face, he immediately thought of that Lu Dongzan, and then looked at the cavalry who were still fighting, and sure enough, all of them were dark and thin, with a hint of plateau appearance, no need to ask, just People from Tubo.

While he was in a daze, the hundred or ten cavalrymen who rushed to Xianliang took out a cowhide water belt from the satchel on the horse's back.

Pull out the cork and dump it towards the fairy grain.

"No, it's kerosene! The thief dares you?" Bai Fan exclaimed.

Xue Wanjun, who came back to his senses, saw the enemy pouring oil on the immortal food, his eyes were tearing with anger, he held a big axe, and went on a rampage regardless, "Thief, if you dare to destroy the immortal food, I will hack you to death!"

Explosive update Chapter 1, and then there is... I think, everyone may be caught off guard, I didn't expect my outbreak to start in the early morning, haha, this is an Easter egg for everyone to get up on Saturday, at least one day today I will post Chapter [-] is out, I hope you like it.

Chapter 521 Ziyang, the second hand, protects the country and dies (explosive update [-])

At this time, a figure suddenly flew out from the center of Xianliang, swiping his sleeves and swept towards the kerosene released by these water bags.

Everyone saw that it was an old man with gray hair and a suit of gray clothes. Seeing him make a move, Bai Fan patted his chest. Fortunately, Senior Brother Ziyang was always guarding Xianliang, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

The evil god didn't expect Tang Jun to have so many backers?Even the old Taoist Ziyang was invited.

Old Ziyang Daoist had the universe in his sleeves, and his whole body's power exploded, sweeping away the kerosene that was flying towards the pile of immortal grains, and pouring it on the Tubo cavalry in reverse.

But it's time, so naturally he can't just admit defeat so easily, the deputy general of the National Guard shouted.

The remaining [-] or [-] cavalry, regardless of everything else, galloped towards the fairy grain. Everyone took out the water bag, and instead of pulling out the cork to pour oil, they threw it out directly, and swung their knives. The bag was cut in half, and all the kerosene was spilled on the fairy grain pile.

Ziyang was so angry that his face was flushed with anger. You burned the library because of the old Taoist mistake last time. Now you want to burn the immortal food in front of the old Taoist?If you succeed, where will the old man put his face?

But the so-called two fists are hard to beat with four hands, after all, real Ziyang is no better than Bai Fan, with limited skills, he can only protect the area around him within a radius of five meters, except for his surroundings, the rest are sprayed with flames by these desperadoes.

Bai Fan was furious, stomped his feet, and jumped up. Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, he vacated in the air. Then he moved up the ladder and went straight up several feet. In the puzzled eyes of the crowd, he saw Bai Fan start to fall. .

The people on the South Bank were already terrified. First, they were overwhelmed by Bai Fan's god-like lightness, and then they were deeply worried. With such a high distance, there is no way to rely on the sky falling. Isn't there a risk of being thrown to death?What is Lan Tianhou doing?

Soon, Bai Fan told everyone the answer with practical actions. Looking at Bai Fan falling from the sky, even the killers who were fighting desperately on the other side stopped to watch.

I saw Bai Fan falling straight down, with his head down and his feet on his feet. As he fell, the dozens of cavalrymen of the National Defense Battalion below him felt as if they were being suppressed by a kind of pressure, and they couldn't move at all. No, just put it in the posture of looking up, watching a person fall from the sky.

When Bai Fan fell ten meters away, he stretched out his right hand, and a huge palm print made of true energy appeared, just like that out of thin air above the heads of the cavalrymen of the National Guard Battalion.