104 vs. the upper man of the refiner

Wang Fan saw that the one-eyed king was using "Hunyuan Power". He couldn't help itching, and then ran out and fought against his huge axe with his meat palm.

He was so full of confidence that he naturally shocked Zhang Wu and Lao Bai.

Seeing that things are not good, how dare they continue to stay? They want to escape, but although Yuan Hong and Song San can't defeat them, there is no problem to pester them.

For a while, Shuanglong Mountain was golden, as white as a snake, and even the moon lost some color.

After all, the one-eyed king is not Wang Fan's opponent. After the 'three-board axe', he was powerless. He was slapped and turned into a pile of minced meat.

Zhang Wu and Lao Bai all looked in their eyes, trembling with fear, and repeatedly called for help: "Help, come and help!"

"No, the refiner is really here!" Wang Fan's face changed, and he completely lost the demeanor just now. He took two steps forward in the void, and his big sleeve was spread. The sleeve arrow inserted into the hearts of the two people like a poisonous snake, and the call stopped abruptly.

"Go quickly. The person on the refiner is likely to come. If you don't leave, it will be late." When he saw Yuan Hong and Song San smiling, he hurriedly searched for the booty, and couldn't help but be in a hurry.

"With you, Boss Wang, we are still afraid of a ball!" Yuan Hong didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. He took out the storage bag from the one-eyed king's arms and picked up the huge axe that fell on the ground without hurry.

"Nonsense, this is a matter of life and death." Wang Fan was angry and anxious: "The refiner has nine levels of cultivation. I'm only seven levels. How can I be his opponent, not to mention that you two are on the side!"

"This-" Seeing what he said so solemnly, Yuan Hong and Song San panicked and hurriedly took out all the booty. Before they could clean up the body, they looked around, looking shocked.

"Let's go, use the flying charm. This is not the time to save." In order to successfully obtain the Zhongpin spiritual weapon this time, he specially asked Song San to get a few flying charms, and now is the time to use them.

But just as they were about to leave, a white light passed through the sky, and a majestic voice sounded: "The person who killed me, robbed my goods, and still wanted to leave like this? What do you think of me as a refiner!"

The refinery came in a hurry and happened to see Wang Fan killing Zhang Wu and Lao Bai with lightning speed. He couldn't help but be furious. How could he let them leave!

"It's just a few dragonflies. Those who dare to kill me don't want to leave today."

"The refiner, you don't keep your promise and send people to chase and kill me. Do you still want me to treat them with courtesy? What a joke! Not to mention killing them today, even if my Lord sends someone to kill you on the Furnacle Peak in the next day, you will have nothing to say.

Song San is worthy of being familiar with people. As soon as he turned his head, he came up with an idea and said, "My Lord", as if the three people here are just small people.

The master of the refinery was stunned when he heard the words and suddenly couldn't hold it. He was also afraid that there would be a more powerful existence, as Song San said. If so, today's sin would be big, but he stopped with just a few words, and it really couldn't make sense: "I have died seven people, and several of them are close to me, but now If you die, it will not be so easy to do such things in the future!"

He was thinking about the impact of this matter, but Yuan Hong thought he had scared him. He couldn't help stepping forward and said carelessly, "Old man, you can't do this today. After telling me the Lord, you have to spend money on the grass. The so-called money to eliminate the disaster, quickly take out a thousand and eight hundred spiritual stones, and our brothers will share it. Otherwise, humming-" The meaning of the threat is beyond words.

He is full of prestige, but Wang Fan can't wait to slap him. Usually, he is such a clever person, why can't he see through the situation? Is it time to threaten others?

Song San was also like eating a dead fly, and the blue veins on his forehead came out. He quickly hugged his fist and said, "Excuse me, my brother is a little crazy and speaks without thinking. Today's matter is over. I believe that even if my lord knows, he will not be blamed. I will leave." With that, Yuan Hong, who was full of indibility, stepped forward and wanted to leave.

Wang Fan didn't dare to be stunned. He arched his hand and wanted to take advantage of the situation to slip away. However, he saw a cold light in the eyes of the refinery and laughed, "Since your lord has so much power, let him avenge you." As soon as he finished speaking, a three-legged tripod flew out and buzzed and hit Yuan Hong and Song San.

"Be careful!" Wang Fan shouted loudly and slapped him on the tripod, trying to stop his attack.

But as soon as his palm approached, he felt a scorching heat, which made his sleeves spontaneously ignite.

"Ky, if you want to pick up my refinery tripod with your bare hands, you are almost there!" The refiner sneered, "Break it for me!"

With his shouting, the small tripod suddenly accelerated its rotation, and the grinding Wang Fan's palm squedled, and the spiritual shield that protected his palm immediately burst with a "pop".

"Ah" Wang Fan shouted and fell back.

Fortunately, at this time, Yuan Hong and Song San saw that things were not good and fled far away, otherwise the three of them would become gourds.

"Big" Yuan Hong, who has always been full of confidence in him, feels that even if he is a nine-level refiner, he is nothing more than this, but the first time he sees him knocked to the ground by his opponent, he can't help but be angry and wants to help.

Song San grabbed him and scolded loudly, "Come on, we can't get involved in their level of battle at all. We're just here to cause trouble for Boss Wang. Let's go!"

Wang Fan was also afraid that he would really come back. He jumped up and shouted, "Go quickly. This old guy can't kill me." With a long shout, his arms stretched forward, and the sleeve arrow flew out. At the same time, the spiritual sword jumped up and stood in front of him.

"The light of rice grains also dares to compete for the bright moon. Today, I will show you what a master is." The man on the refiner snorted coldly, waved his big sleeves, and only heard two tinkling sounds, and the two sleeve arrows were blocked.

"Good boy, even the clothes you wear are treasures." Wang Fan was shocked and afraid in his heart. He took it out in his arms, took out the charm of "black eats black" and threw it out: "I don't believe that your whole body is a magic weapon. Look, I won't give you a 'heavenly girl scattered flower'."

Although the power of the charm is low, it also has a certain effect when used a lot, and his are far from being comparable to Song San. Some of them are even yellow-order tops. They are treasured by him and have never been willing to use them. At this time, in order to save his life, he can't care too much, so he simply throws them out.

"Good boy, there are so many charms and yellow top grades." The refiner has seen people and saw the grade of these charms at a glance. He was shocked. He suddenly thought that he was really a person of some big force. The secret is not good, but the fierce light in his eyes is more hot: "The disaster has been caused. If you don't kill it, you will suffer. Solve this boy first. Before the two go far away, solve it together, you don't know whether you are. The powerful man."

Wang Fan never dreamed that the charm he used to save his life was actually the person who made up his mind to cut off their life-threate.