Chapter 311 Escape

The Holy Prince is already shameless or playing sneak attacks. At this time, who will take care of his face and have a one-on-one fight with Duan Fan or something?

At present, Haotian Shengzi and others all besieged Duan Fan.

When Duan Fan saw this, he gritted his teeth and showed his silence.

"One finger of silence and sacrifice my 30 years of life."

As Duan Fan's voice fell, an extremely mysterious breath emanated from his body, and the momentum of Duan Fan rose again and again.

It directly rose from the fourth level of Hualongjing to the fifth level of Hualongjing, the sixth level of Hualongjing, and the sixth level of Hualongjing.

After reaching the sixth peak of Hualongjing, it will stay.

"Holy prince, you can die."

Duan Fan looked up to the sky and roared, shaking his fist out, and a shadow of a fist the size of a hill fell on the holy prince in an instant.

A loud noise came out, and the Holy Prince was directly hit dozens of meters on the ground. The ground was covered with smoke and dust, and it was impossible to see what happened to the Holy Prince.

Haotian Shengzi and others saw that Duan Fan instantly improved almost three small ranks, and his strength improved more than ten times, which was a little shocked on the spot.

When Duan Fan saw this, he would not waste such a good escape time.

At present, he was bombarded with another punch, fiercely hitting more than a dozen people including Yin Wuxiong.

Duan Fanhua's punch at the peak of the sixth level of the Dragon Realm is countless times stronger than that of the fourth level of the Dragon Realm.

None of Yin Wuxiong and others dared to take it hard. With a clatter, they all scattered as birds and beasts.

With no regrets, and the three people of Fenglingmen and Huaxianzong were caught off guard and were punched by Duan Fan. Suddenly, he spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in pain, and his breath was extremely weak.

Obviously, Duan Fan's punch has seriously injured them and can no longer fight.

"Holy Son of Haotian, you can also die."

Duan Fan laughed and shook the sky again, hitting Haotian Shengzi fiercely.

However, because Haotian Shengzi stood together with Tianchuan Shengzi and Jiang Tiancheng, the three of them worked together to completely resolve Duan Fan's punch.

Boomed, Duan Fan hit more than a dozen shocking fists in a row until Dantian Zhenyuan consumed it.

Haotian Shengzi and others did not dare to touch the crazy Duan Fan at all. They all hid far away and did not want to respond to Duan Fan's edge.

"Holy Prince, Jiang Tianhai, I know you are not dead. Don't worry, I will come to you soon."

With a heroic roar, the seven-level magic tower began to refine the Wangpinling stone vein placed in it.

Suddenly, an extremely pure aura of heaven and earth poured into Duan Fan's body, and Duan Fan Dantian Zhenyuan recovered rapidly. In a blink of an eye, Dantian Zhenyuan had recovered more than 50%.

After that, Duan Fan did not stop, and the Phantom came out and quickly wanted to fly to the sky.

"No, Duan Fan wants to escape, chase him quickly!"

Yin Wuxiong and others all shouted and chased Duan Fan in the direction of disappearing. How can they let go of such a good opportunity to kill Duan Fan?

No one present is a fool. It has long seen that Duan Fan's magic power to consume Shouyuan to improve his strength can't last long. After the effect of silence, Duan Fan must have a period of weakness, and this is the best time to kill Duan Fan.

Who will let go of such a good opportunity?

The Holy Prince flew out of the soil and spit fiercely. Duan Fan, you are already exhausted, and now is the time for me to really take action. After saying that, with a wave of one hand, the Jiulong white jade car appeared in the sky.

The holy prince sat on the Jiulong white jade carve, with an arrogant face and a look restored the former arrogant holy prince.

The speed of the Kowloon white jade car is extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it disappears at the end of the sky.

Haotian Shengzi, Tianchuan Shengzi, Jiang Tianhai and Jiang Tiancheng took the lead in chasing Duan Fan.

In a blink of an eye, the place became deadly quiet, as if no one had ever been here. Only the mess of thousands of meters is still telling the story of a tragic battle here.

I don't know that after a long time, a sneaky big bald head appeared in place.

The big bald head looked around and sighed. Brother Duan Fan, the poor monk really admires your courage. He dares to fight against more than 20 people such as the Holy Prince. Hey, I'm afraid you can't learn this.

A ring shook his big bald head and looked at the seven-story white jade tower erected high in the distance, with a cunning smile on his face.

"Hey, if I don't guess, this seven-story white jade tower should have the inheritance of the legendary strongman. When I take these seven-story white jade tower, all the undiscovered treasures of the legendary strongman are mine. Unfortunately, the poor monk has his own way. Otherwise, the inheritance of a legendary strong man is still very attractive.

After saying that, a flash appeared on the top of the seven-story white jade tower, and the treasure basin had appeared in his hands.

"Give it to me!" With a big shout, Zhenyuan suddenly poured into the treasure basin, and the treasure basin emitted an irresistible pulling force.

The Holy Prince and others tried countless times, but the seven-story white jade tower, which was not successfully collected, slowly left the ground, shrank, and slowly put into the treasure basin.

"Waha, a spiritual soldier has arrived, and the poor monk is really big." Yijie is almost about to dance and sing happy songs to the sky.

The seven-story white jade tower is a great spiritual soldier. There is not only a separate cave world in it, but also there may be the inheritance of the fallen legendary strongman. How can this not make Yijie not excited?

It's just that Yijie was not excited for a long time. The voice of a charming woman came out, and Yijie's body stiffened in an instant.

"Brother Yijie, you left Yulan and sneaked here to collect the magic weapon. Isn't it a little unrighteous?"

With the charming voice falling, Yang Yulan, dressed in red, slowly came out of the void, waved her waist gently, and walked towards a ring.

"Sister Yulan, it turned out to be you!" Yi Jie touched his big bald head, but there was a bad feeling in his heart! Well, the poor monk still has something to do, so let's go first!" Turn around and leave.

How did Yang Yulan seem to see through Yijie's idea? Unexpectedly, she took the lead in stopping Yijie and looked at Yijie with a smile on her face.

"Cough, sister Yulan, don't stare at the poor monk so much. The poor monk will be shy." Yijie said with a righteous face. Look at that, I almost didn't say anything to Yang Yulan; Sister Yulan, don't invade the poor monk or anything like that.

"You stinky donkey will be shy, and the ghost will believe it." Yang Yulan glanced blankly angrily.

I quit the corners of my mouth twice. It's so sad! Why doesn't the sister of Yulan believe that the poor monk is shy? Is it because the poor monk is too handsome?

Well, it should be like this. The Magnolia sister was fascinated by the handsome appearance of the poor monk.

Yang Yulan ignored the warning and said to herself, "Fake monk, I need your help with something. Would you like to?"

"Yes, the poor monk is very willing to serve Yulan's sister." With a smile, he stretched out his hand to pull Yulan's sister's little hand.

Yang Yulan gently twisted her waist and dodged a ring of magic grabs, and then said, "Fake monk, if you help me do this, let alone let you hold my hand, even if you hold it, there is no problem."

"Really?" A pair of eyes suddenly glowed with a faint green light, like a ** male wolf in the moonlit night.

"Of course it's true."

"Can the poor monk take Yulan's little hand first and pay in advance as the reward for the poor monk's work for Yulan sister?" Yijie rubbed his hands, and his face was full of obsceneness.

"Well, you can't touch me until things help me succeed." Yang Yulan snorted coldly and turned around. She didn't even bother to look at it.

If Duan Fan hadn't left, Yang Yulan really didn't want to find this bald donkey. Jiang Tiancheng must get rid of it as soon as possible, because Jiang Tiancun is still one day away, which is not good news for her, Duan Fan and Tianchuan Shengzi.

At this moment, Yang Yulan told her thoughts and Yijie. After listening to it for a while, she agreed and patted her chest and promised, "Sister Yulan, don't worry, isn't it just a small Jiang Tiancheng? As long as the poor monk comes out, he is guaranteed to let Jiang Tiancheng come back. If the poor monk doesn't strip Jiang Tiancheng's clothes and grab all the treasures, the poor monk won't call it a warning.

"Hee, your fake monk is still righteous." Yang Yulan smiled and stretched out her snow-white jade hand and touched the bald head of a ring. Don't worry, when Jiang Tiancheng is solved, I will never treat you badly.

"Haha, Yulan sister, why should she be so polite? We are both a family, so we don't have to go out like this." Yijie began to be obsessed with nymphomaniac, his eyes were blurred, and his head was even more dizzy. He was fascinated by Yang Yulan and couldn't find the southeast and northwest!!!

Reaching out his hand, he went to grab Yang Yulan's jade hand on his big bald head.

Yang Yulan will certainly not let the colored bald donkey touch her hand. She gently pushed the hand on the head of the ring and pushed the ring dozens of meters away. Her face was still smiling, but her heart was furious.

"Hmm, fake monk, when you solve Jiang Tiancheng, I will take good care of you. Let you know that my tofu is not so delicious.

Next, Yijie is like being beaten with chicken blood by Yang Yulan, like an estrus male dog, following Yang Yulan's back and wanting to get a little benefit from time to time.

But Yang Yulan only needs to throw a little wink eye to fascinate a ring, can't extricate herself, and can't help herself at all.

One ring, he is really a sad person!