77, Lan VS Fang Hao

He Chen pulled out some of the remaining spiritual power and injected it into the light blue folding fan under his feet, and suddenly the fan surface of the light blue folding fan began to expand. He Chen sat down cross-legged and operated in his body to absorb the aura. The aura gradually surged towards He Chen, and the Dharma changed again in He Chen's body, and the aura was refined by He Chen almost instantly. He Chen said in his heart, "Lan, Youluo, hold on. With the joint efforts of the three of us, we may be able to kill Fang Hao. If we can't kill him, we can only let the little wolf take action.

The little wolf's control of Ren Xiao's body can exert its strength beyond the initial knowledge, which is more than enough to deal with Fang Hao. He Chen didn't expect to encounter a * annoyance in just three days, but what can he say now? I have accepted the task, how can I leave? If it was a situation he couldn't face, He Chen would not have fought for his life for a sea elixir. Although from the perspective of her figure, the butterfly girl really needs to have breasts, buttocks and buttocks, especially the slender white and tender thighs are enough to make people have a nosebleed impulse.

He Chen is a normal young man anyway, and there was a little throbbing in his heart when he first saw Miss Butterfly. However, because of a little throbbing in his heart, He Chen fought for his life. I'm sorry that He Chen will definitely not do this. When encountering an impossible situation, He Chen was the first to turn around and run away. Zhuang Die was also surprised to see He Chen's attack methods. He Chen's unimaginable attack methods hit her impression of Zhen Xiu one after another.

Zhuang Die couldn't help asking herself: "This... Or is it still a repair?" Especially He Chen's right eye, the pure purple pupil, is as beautiful as a work of art. It was the artwork-like purple pupil that contained such a terrible attack power, which made the enemy's right eye break into countless purple powders in an instant, and those purple powders turned into a twisted purple face and devoured the enemy. Bloody art, it is so appropriate to describe He Chen's attack with these six words.

When time returned to the battle between Fang Hao and Lan, Lan stepped on endless thunder and looked down at Fang Hao. Fang Hao said in an indifferent tone at this time, "Just let it go. I don't want to do anything to a child yet." Lan made a face and said, "How do you know who wins or not? Let me teach you a good lesson." Then, an unbelievable scene appeared. This Lan had no law at all, so she opened her mouth directly.

The power of thunder gathered in Lan's mouth, but Lan's head raised his head. After that, Lan suddenly shook his head forward, and a thunder ball was directly thrown out of Lan's mouth. As if there was a terrible force driving the thunder light ball, the thunder light ball accelerated almost instantly, and its speed was simply amazingly fast. Even the specific appearance of the thunder light ball can't be seen clearly, and there is only one golden light spot.

Youluo covered his mouth and looked at Lan's attack in disbelief and condensed the power of thunder from his mouth. Youluo couldn't figure out how Lan did it. Even the law did not work, and the power of thunder with the air conditioner. This... It's just like a monster. Only monsters are not allowed to run their spiritual power to mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth. The monk's cultivation has reached a very high level, so that he can mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth without operating the law. But Lan is just a monk in the refining period. How can he directly mobilize the power of thunder?

And Lan's attack has not stopped. At this moment, Lan is like a crazy monster, and the attack is amazing. His head kept swinging forward, and every time he shook it, he ejected a thunderball from his mouth. It seems that the power of thunder is the general of Lan's own family. Without the consent of these thunder forces, it can directly mobilize the power of thunder and condense the power of thunder into a ball to attack. The power of thunder compressed into a ball gathered into huge energy. Fang Hao did not figure out the situation. In his eyes, he was not an existence that could be killed casually.

But Fang Hao didn't expect that the person standing in front of him was not an ordinary little boy, but Lan was just a 12-year-old child. However, in terms of attack power, there are only a few who can beat Lan in the refining period. Of course, He Chen, a guy with many cards, is naturally not common sense. As long as He Chen has all the cards, it is a question of whether Zhuang Die can beat him. However, He Chen's cards are less each time they are used, especially the "array master's possession skill" can only be used once at this moment.

Although He Chen knows that this "array master possession skill" may be exchanged with the exchange point, He Chen believes that the required exchange point must be an astronomical figure. He Chen also knows little about this mysterious virtual array ball system, and even how to get the exchange point is still a big problem. The exchange point obtained last time can be said to be that the blind cat met a dead mouse, and He Chen's remaining exchange points can't be squandered.

Zhuang Die looked at Lan with a little solemn eyes and said, "This Lan... It gives me a familiar feeling, similar to what is recorded in a book. Why do I remember reading that book, but I can't remember the name and content of it anyway? It's strange. It's so strange." At this moment, when Fang Hao reacted, he saw that he was surrounded by countless thunderballs. Fang Hao suddenly grabbed the black knife in his hand, and a sharp knife light rushed to the countless thunder balls with the spiritual power of fire.

But at this time, Lan looked at Fang Hao with extreme indifference and said to himself, "I am not the first monk in the early stage of the war. I dared to fight with the monk in the early stage of knowledge when I was on the tenth floor of the gas refining period. However, those guys in the family are always unwilling to fight against themselves with all their strength. It's better to come out and fight to your heart's content!" Lan didn't know that his desire to fight was like instinct.

He just wants to fight, a stronger guy. As if he was alive for the word "war", Lan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said indifferently, "Dodge this guy's attack!" But the thunderballs actually understood Lan's order and began to dodge according to Lan's order. Suddenly, the thunder ball that surged together dispersed in an instant, and the knife light transformed with infinite fire spiritual power only shattered a few thunder balls.

The number of thunder light balls is as many as hundreds, but Na Lan then ordered, " turn me into a whip, thunder whip!" Suddenly, countless thunderballs turned into a golden slender whip. Lan stepped on the power of thunder and firmly grasped the thunder whip with her right hand. Standing in the void like a Thor, Lan's whole body was wrapped in golden light. Sooner or later, Lan's right foot stepped on the thunder under his feet.

"Bum!" With a sound, the thunder suddenly burst! The cracked thunder turned into a huge force to push Lan's body and waved it fiercely to Fang Hao with the whip of thunder. With the powerful golden whip of thunder, it gives people a feeling of thrilling. Fang Hao seemed to be aware of the danger from his back, but suddenly turned around and found that the Lan appeared behind him. Fang Hao couldn't help sweating coldly. Obviously, Nalan was not far away in front of him, but the next moment he appeared behind him.

It was like meeting a ghost in broad daylight, and Fang Hao was suddenly scared by Lan's haunted behavior. Lan's actions were not meaningless. Lan's right foot directly stepped on the moment of the thunder. It not only produced a strong driving force, but also partially integrated the thunder into Lan's body. Therefore, Lan's speed was simply amazing. Before Fang Hao could react, Lan had already appeared on his back. Lan, who was found, could not stop his movements, because his right hand had grasped the whip of thunder and attacked Fang Hao.

Only ten centimeters away, the thunder whip waved fiercely on Fang Hao's face, but how could Fang Hao be attacked by Lan like this? He grabbed the black knife in his right hand and went back to the thunder whip, and the collision between the black knife and the thunder whip unfolded at this moment. A loud noise suddenly sounded, and Fang Hao and Lan suddenly took a big step back! Fang Hao found that his right hand holding the black knife trembled a little. Fang Hao said to himself, "What a powerful force!"

A trace of blood oozed from the corners of Lan's mouth, but Lan didn't care at all but said, "Interesting, interesting. This is the battle, hahaha!" After saying that, Lan launched a crazy attack. His right hand manipulated the whip of thunder and pulled it fiercely into the void, and suddenly countless whip shadows appeared in front of Fang Hao. But the next moment, Fang Hao looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. The countless whip shadows actually condensed in an instant, and the whip shadow full of thunder rushed to Fang Hao fiercely.

Fang Hao hurriedly injected spiritual power into the black knife, and spiritual light blades gushed out of the black knife. Bang! Bang! Bang!" One after another, a loud noise continued, but a few whip shadows attacked Fang Hao's body. The thunderous whip shadow was mixed with violent power, and Fang Hao felt a feeling of paralysis in an instant. The white robe on my body is partially broken and aggrieved! You can only use these two words to describe Fang Hao's feelings at this moment. One of his early monks can't even beat a monk at the peak of the refining period, which is simply going to laugh at other people's teeth.

But when Fang Hao turned his eyes to the other battlefield, Fang Hao really had an impulse to spit blood. What the fuck is this? Where are the people! His men only saw He Chen sitting cross-legged on the light blue folding fan and began to regain his spiritual power. Fang Hao only felt a moment of desire to cry without tears, and scolded in his heart, "Damn, I'm alone again. Why is this boy so weird? No, no. We must solve this little child as soon as possible, if we wait for that guy to recover his spiritual power. Three people beat me one, and then I will be tragic. Now it's just that one person makes me so embarrassed. It's really troublesome to have two more.

And Youluo, who was watching the battle, was a little sleepy, but he said, "I didn't expect this guy to be so weak that Lan could deal with it alone. No, I don't even have a chance to take action. The monk in the early stage of this knowledge is really weak and pitiful. He can't even beat Lan. Lan is only 12 years old. It would be good if Fang Hao didn't hear Youluo's words, but Fang Hao heard Youluo's words clearly. Fang Hao suddenly shouted, "Damn, I won't show you something powerful. You really think I'm easy to bully."

Lan curled her lips and said, "Don't play tricks. Are you an early monk? It can't be fake."