"I have said this kid is very strange..." After hearing Tang Fan's confident words, Bai Wuchang became more sure. It turned out that Tang Fan was really an intermediate ghost coach.

"However, in the entire Fengdu City, only three judges have such strength..." Although Hei Wuchang was reluctant and did not want to accept the fact that Tang Fan was better than them, the matter had already happened. "It seems that that guy should be a lonely ghost from the desolate land! Otherwise, why could he have such luck at a young age?"

Tang Fan's reliance actually has nothing to do with the desolate land. It is entirely because of his previous life. Although the Green Lion Demon King fell in the war between gods and demons, his soul came to the underworld and waited for thousands of years before he had the opportunity to be reincarnated and reborn - that is, Tang Fan now!

The memories of the body of the previous life in Tang Fan's mind are now locked, and Tang Fan alone cannot recover his past memories, and almost no method can be done! Unless the master of the underworld takes action himself...

Although Tang Fan didn't know this, he just needed to know that he was very awesome! Now that Hei and White Impermanence had hit him with one move. Although it was not considered a serious injury, it at least had greatly reduced the opponent's combat power!

Moreover, even in his heyday, the black and white impermanence could not do anything to Tang Fan. At this time, they were all seriously injured, so it is even more impossible to hurt Tang Fan now.

"Can the lonely ghost in the barren land also have such strength?" Hearing this, Bai Wuchang looked at Hei Wuchang with a little surprise, "If that little ghost is really the lonely ghost from the barren land, then with his intermediate ghost coach's strength, he should be a little weaker than the left and right judges."

Hei Wuchang stared at Tang Fan with a gloomy face. He was thinking that with his and his younger sister's strength, although he could not defeat the left and right judges by joining hands, if he faced Tang Fan, if he only put a little effort in tactics, he might be able to do it!

"Little sister, that kid looks better than us, but we have two ghosts. We still have an advantage in terms of quantity." Hei Wuchang said to Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang nodded slightly, and seemed to agree with Hei Wuchang's point of view. However, Tang Fan just thought that those two guys were stupid? If there were too many people, they would definitely defeat him?

But then, Tang Fan saw that the black and white impermanent suddenly lowered his voice, and saw that the two of them whispered to each other and didn't know what they were saying.

However, Tang Fan felt that the black and white impermanence did not seem to be giving up! In other words, if he wanted to meet Judicial Zuo, he would probably not be very smooth!

"I'm telling you two, are you willing to help me? I'd like to give me some good words!" Tang Fan said impatiently when he saw the other party talking.

Immediately afterwards, the two ghosts of black and white impermanence moved slightly, and the expression on their faces was full of confidence, as if they were discussing how to deal with Tang Fan.

At this moment, Hei Wuchang nodded at Bai Wuchang, and then a cold and heavy expression appeared on his face. Although the word Sichuan under his willow eyebrows had disappeared, his eyes could not hide the anger in his heart.

"Little devil! We were just careless! Now we have to be serious!" After Hei Wuchang said this, he rushed directly towards Tang Fan, but in terms of degree, he was a little slower than before.

Seeing this, Tang Fan could see that the other party must have been injured, which caused him to be much slower. But since that was the case, why did the other party come over to die even though he knew it was not his opponent? What's more, there were still many flaws!

Tang Fan was a little confused, but seeing the attack of Hei Wuchang, if he didn't fight back in time, if he was hit by the other party, he wouldn't know if he would be lost.

However, Tang Fan did not plan to bet on this uncertain factor. If he was really lost, wouldn’t he be gg? So Tang Fan went up and did not attack the opponent’s lower abdomen this time, but directly faced Hei Wuchang.

The palms collided, and naturally the Black Wuchang was shocked to death. After all, Tang Fan's hidden strength was far above the level of the Ghost Coach! Even if there were another hundred more Black Wuchang, he still could not be Tang Fan's opponent!

Seeing the black Wuchang who was knocked away, he saw a sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth. Tang Fan was confused when he saw it. Is a fool? He still laughed when he was knocked away?

"..." Tang Fan really couldn't understand why Hei Wuchang did this. It was simply a death sentence!

However, at this moment, three sharp edges flashed in the air instantly, and Tang Fan's starry eyes suddenly condensed. Although he had temporarily lost the vision enhancement of his serum, his reaction ability was still relatively powerful.

After a closer look, three thick black needles suddenly appeared behind Hei Wuchang, and Bai Wuchang had a sneer on his face. It seemed that this was the tactic they just discussed?

Let Hei Wuchang use it as bait to attract his attention, and then Bai Wuchang took the opportunity to shoot his hidden weapon at him? Tang Fan smiled coldly, and he had to say that the two guys' wishful thinking was really good! If it were ordinary people, they would probably be easily hit, right?

Unfortunately, Tang Fan was specially trained by hidden weapons, and Bai Wuchang encountered a real hidden weapons master!

"Two fools! My three corpse poison needles are not ordinary hidden weapons. As long as you are pierced by a hidden weapon, if you cannot force the toxin out of your body, you will be scattered for a certain period of time!" Bai Wuchang smiled coldly.

"Little sister, I think that boy doesn't dodge or dodge. If he is injured by your three corpse poison needles, then we two ghosts will get rid of a ghost-level ghost for Fengdu City!" Hei Bai Wuchang said with a look of winning.

However, Tang Fan did not choose not to hide because he could not avoid it. On the contrary, it was precisely because the three corpse poison needles could not hurt him that Tang Fan showed a calm look.

As the three corpse poison needles were about to approach his chest, he immediately grabbed his left hand in the air, and a colder temperature came from the palm of his hand.

Tang Fan was secretly surprised. He was worthy of being the poisonous needle of the Three Corpses. Although he didn't know how powerful this thing was, it felt very unusual to touch.

"I will accept these three corpse magic needles. Thank you for your gift!" Tang Fan held the three corpse poison needles tightly, then bowed to Heibai Wuchang and thanked him.

At this time, Hei and Bai Wuchang were all stunned. What was going on? With a casual grab, the three corpse poison needles were broken like this?

"This is impossible! Since my three corpse poison needles were created, they have rarely failed!" Bai Wuchang felt very incredible.

"Little sister! Try it a few more times. I think that guy is definitely able to catch your three corpse poison needles because of his good luck." Hei Wuchang said in discontently.

"Yes!" Bai Wuchang nodded, then touched his waist with both hands, and showed eight black thick needles. There was one between each of his five fingers, and eight were in total with both hands!

"Two fools! You have a genital! Just take my eight three corpse poison needles!" Bai Wuchang waved his hands, and all the eight three corpse poison needles flew towards Tang Fan, "I don't believe you can take them!"

"..." Tang Fan was speechless. It was not enough to give three. Then he waved his left and right hands together, fucking four needles with one hand, and fucking a total of eight with both hands! Bai Wuchang's three corpse magic needles could not hurt him at all!

"I have also taken these eight needles." Tang Fan smiled faintly and placed the three corpse poison needles behind his waist.

Although this kind of thing belongs to that kind of evil way, when it comes to Tang Fan's hands, it is not only an evil way, but also a kind of self-protection artifact!

Immediately afterwards, Bai Wuchang, a white-faced girl, has three of them thrown, and eight of them thrown! Eight of them thrown!?

Unconsciously, I don't know how long it has passed...

"How many fuck do you have?" Tang Fan was already holding a bundle of black needles in his hands. Although his face was filled with the joy of the harvester, he was still in his heart! How to get these many needles? It was very inconvenient!

"..." Bai Wuchang's hands were thrusting from behind his waist in a daze, and her whole little face was full of dullness. She was a little doubtful about life. Tang Fan was a thing? Even if he was stronger than them, he couldn't even do anything to him!
Chapter completed!