There was a pop and a scream, and he fell to the ground in the air. His hands and feet were on the ground but he couldn't hold on. The giant violently pressed down, snap, snap, snap, and all his limbs were broken!

The face and mouth were pressed hard by Pang Ran and hit the ground. Si.Rabbit 520 reads the latest chapter of the correct novel.

Lingkong felt like he was suddenly suppressed by a mountain falling from the sky!

"die!"

A foot appeared without a trace and stepped hard on Ling Kong's head.

When it appeared, it was already less than three feet away from Ling Kong's head. It was so powerful that white smoke was ejected from the air!

If this foot stepped firmly, Ling Kong's head would definitely be crushed on the spot like a ripe watermelon!

The figure flashed.

Snowflake Palace referee Mei Han appeared in time and held Fang Che's foot with one hand.

A soft force was released, sending his body three feet away.

With a wave of his other hand, he pulled the volley out.

Lingkong was still unconscious, but his face was actually flat, and the bridge of his nose was completely shattered.

The skin on my face was rubbed to pieces.

The bones in his limbs were broken and almost shattered.

"Guardian, Fang Chesheng!"

Mei Han announced.

The stands on both sides were silent for a moment, and then the guardians burst into cheers.

"Ouch ah ah..."

“Damn, that’s so fierce!”

Everyone didn't expect that the only remaining Guardian player here could be so fierce.

Too fast!

Get on the field and start charging immediately.

Just rush over with a knife.

The battle was over before the second sword was used up.

The front and back process should not exceed half a breath.

Powerful and domineering to the extreme.

Opposite them, Wu Shuangbi, Bai Xu, and the others all had heavy expressions on their faces.

This Fang Che, when the fire first started, everyone knew that he might have something to hide, but they didn't expect that he had so much to hide.

In the stands.

Yan Nan's eyes became sharp: "Did you see it?"

"Not bad, the strength is very balanced." Dongfang Sansan said.

"His change of direction sword did not interrupt its momentum or weaken in strength. He changed the direction hastily, but instead drove the force field, forming a charged sword, which came down with added force!"

Yan Nan said: "This kind of technique may not be possible even by ordinary saint-level people."

Dongfang Sansan said: "Yes, and he pressed down on Ling Kong. The moment Ling Kong's face hit the ground, there was blood splashing out. A total of 304 points of blood splashed out, seventy-six points in each direction in the four directions."

"Yes, the strength has been so evenly controlled. In terms of strength alone, it has reached its peak."

Yan Nan's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, and he said: "Not bad seedlings. Guardian Continent is really full of talents."

Dongfang Sansan looked at him with a smile: "Want to kill?"

Yan Nan chuckled: "I learned from you."

Dongfang Sansan said: "It is indeed a good seedling."

The two stopped talking.

The two old foxes clashed again between words.

Yan Nan felt that he had the upper hand this time, and this time, the opponent must have fallen into the trap.

Dongfang Sansan felt that this time, the opponent must have been completely fooled.

Both of their faces looked heavy and thoughtful, but they felt relieved at the same time.

Today is not in vain!

…

On the field.

Fang Che handed over his hand, and his temperament instantly became gentle and elegant. His handsome face was full of sunshine and handsomeness, but his demeanor was high and he said: "I accept."

After saying that, without waiting for the opposite party to answer, Ling Kong put his hands on his back and walked calmly and elegantly towards the lottery box. As he walked, he said in a nonchalant tone: "Is it the second one so soon? Haha, let me take a lick.

, who will be the second one to be killed by me? I’m really looking forward to it.”

"Color! Color! Color!"

There were earth-shattering shouts from the guardian side, and the roar of the mountain and the tsunami were surging.

But in my orthodox church, everyone's face turned black.

Yan Beihan, Chen Yin, Fengyun and others were alone in the stands, and everyone was furious as they watched.

"It's so pretentious! It's so pretentious! I've never seen anyone so pretentious in my life!"

Feng Xing's eyes were filled with fire, and he wished he could teach him a lesson himself.

"This guy is so awesome."

Chen Yun was very dissatisfied.

Bai Di snorted coldly.

Feng Yun looked at it calmly, but deep in his eyes, there was some seriousness. He was already planning, if this Fang Che grew up...

Chen Yin frowned, thinking about how Wu Shuang and others below should deal with Fang Che.

Yanbei Han's face was frosty, his cheeks were bulging with anger, and he muttered: "This guy looks like a human being, how come he speaks so irritatingly?"

Bi Yunyan said: "I have the strength, but I'm a little too arrogant. But fortunately, I'm very handsome, so I'm not very disgusted."

"snort!"

Yan Beihan regretted very much. Why did he break through to the emperor level? If he had known about this earlier, he would have pressed down his level and came forward.

This Fang Che, I will definitely beat his handsome face into a pig's head!

So irritating.

"Chen Yin, you are such a loser, you insist on following my footsteps and breaking through to the imperial level!" Yan Beihan cursed.

Chen Yin looked confused.

Didn't you beat me every day and then despise me, so I worked hard to break through? Why am I now...

Fang Che casually took out another stick.

He handed it to Mei Han next to him.

Mei Han took a look and said: "I am the only one who teaches Bai Xu to fight against the guardian Fang Che."

Wu Shuang whispered next to Bai Xu: "Baizhan, try not to confront him head-on and prolong the time."

Bai Xu nodded without any trace.

We are all experts, so we naturally know that even if your spiritual power can be continuously restored, the joints of your arms and body will definitely feel shaken after a long battle.

The more this feeling accumulates, your combat power will naturally decrease.

Even though your spiritual power at that time is still exactly the same as when the war started, your combat power is incomparable.

This is an extremely subtle difference, but sometimes when masters fight, the victory or defeat is often determined by these subtleties.

Bai Xu drew out his long sword with a swipe and threw the scabbard behind him.

Stride out.

For the first time, he had already begun to accumulate sword power before the battle started.

Fang Che on the opposite side is definitely his powerful enemy, so he must prepare in advance.

Fang Che waited until Bai Xu reached the middle position before asking, "Are you ready?"

Bai Xu was stunned for a moment and instinctively replied: "Ready."

Fang Che nodded and raised his sword with great momentum: "When you're ready, I'll start."

Suddenly, a knife struck the ground, and then the whole person flew up into the sky with a hiss. The long knife in his hand faced the sun, reflecting thousands of rays of light, and the sword energy roared out.

His body hovered in the air, like a flying dragon in the sky, writhing and tumbling, and the power of the sword quickly condensed. A mountain of swords quickly condensed in the air.
To be continued...