Chapter 289 Side-by-side Introduction

Looking at the silver sword saint's smile, Wang Fan's heart jumped and said quietly on his face, "Oh? I don't know what Your Highness meant. I didn't lie. The Thor Rex and Buffett were indeed exiled to a chaotic place by that great exile. If they hadn't died together, I wouldn't have escaped.

"Huh, kid, do you still want to argue now? Let me ask you, do you have the artifact of Thor?

Wang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said, "Artifica artifact, what artifact? Why don't I know?" I don't want to admit it.

The Silver Sword Sage sneered and said, "I knew you wouldn't admit it honestly. Who do you think they are? With that, he waved his hand, and two white figures were thrown out of the void by him and suspended in the air.

The two people who were thrown out suspended quietly in the air motionless, with their eyes closed, as if they were in a coma.

However, as soon as Wang Fan saw these two people, his face changed dramatically. He blurted out, "Morissa!"

The two people who are in a coma are not just Morissa and Can Yue, who have been missing for a long time. They were captured by the Silver Sword Saint under the claws of Andris and came all the way to the main plane. It can be said that the luck is extremely bad.

Wang Fan didn't move when he saw Morisha, as if he was half dead. He said angrily, "What did you do to her?"

At this time, Morissa, who was suspended in the air, woke up. She looked around and looked down again. When he saw Wang Fan, his eyes bloomed with hot brilliance. She opened her lips, and her voice was still so pleasant: "Colin..."

"Molisa..." Wang Fan felt that his voice was a little hoarse. He remembered that Morissa had been criminally imprisoned in the dungeon, and his heart ached.

"Colin, go quickly, they are going to be bad for you..." Morissa immediately realized what had happened. I was in a hurry to shout at Wang Fan. But as soon as he shouted a few words, he couldn't speak. His mouth was open, but there was no sound. She was imprisoned by the Silver Sword Saint.

The silver sword saint snorted coldly, "Kid, what else do you have to say? I have already known from this woman's memory that you have got the artifact of Thor. You are still lying to us. I think you don't see the coffin and don't cry. Guys, I suggest you catch this boy first and give him a soul search. Everything will be clear at that time."

Herriel said in a soft voice, "Colin-Daoer, I think you should understand what we want. As long as you hand over the artifact and tell us the whereabouts of Thor clearly, I can guarantee your life."

Wang Fan smiled bitterly and handed over the artifact? The heart of space is now integrated with his body. He is the heart of space, and the heart of space is him. It is impossible to hand it over, and he can't hand it over, and he is even more unwilling to hand it over. However, Morissa is in their hands.

"Let me hand over the artifact, okay, but!" Wang Fan pointed to Morissa in the air and shouted, "I want her."

The silver sword saint snorted coldly: "You are not qualified to negotiate with us." With that, he took action brazenly and grabbed it with his big hand. Suddenly, there was a force in the air, which came from all directions, surrounding and squeezing it like a quagmire, leaving Wang Fan with nowhere to escape. This power is vast and pure, like the holy light. Even the seventh-order strongman can't escape under this pressure.

But Wang Fan just sneered, and his body flashed, and he took Milia to a thousand meters away.

Wang Fan gently hugged Milia and gently kissed her on the forehead. He said, "Mili, take good care of yourself."

Mi Liya was taken to a strange place by Wang Fan. She was originally shocked, but when she heard Wang Fan's words, her pretty face changed. She clutched Wang Fan's arm tightly and said nervously, "Are you leaving?" Then he thought that this was Wang Fan protecting himself. She summoned up her courage and said, "I'll go with you."

Wang Fan touched her hair and shook his head with a smile. Then, he disappeared in place with a flash.

"Three, if you want to get the Thor artifact, come with me." Wang Fan's voice came from the air.

And the three saints were also shocked by Wang Fan's teleportation. In the memory of Mo Lisa and Can Yue, they had already known that Wang Fan had a space artifact. However, at that time, Wang Fan was only the second-order strength, and the power of the heart of space was also very weak. Not to mention teleportation, it can't move at all.

"He, how could he..." The overlord was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The silver sword saint's eyes lit up: "I didn't expect that this artifact has such a magical effect, allowing a fourth-order person to do what a legendary strong man can do. You must get it." Come on, the silver sword saint also teleported in a flash.

Ba Tian and Hai Lier looked at each other, and the same teleportation disappeared.

In the underground world of the forest of terror, Wang Fan walked quickly, and every teleportation was hundreds of miles away. In this underground world, because the environment is complex and rocky, it is difficult to teleport. It's really a good place to hide.

"Bow!"

Wang Fan's figure appeared over the king city of the elves. As soon as he appeared, he punched out, and the unparalleled power of space surged out, forming a huge fist in the air, and suddenly hit the temple of the Elf King City. As the main base of the royal city, the Great Temple will naturally not be without array protection. When the fist hits the temple, the temple's guard array immediately reacts. A light curtain was formed on the surface, blocking Wang Fan's fist.

Wang Fan was no exception. He laughed and said, "All the elves deserve to die. Our three saints of human beings have come. Why don't you come out and lead them to death?" Wang Fan's voice floated over the Elf King City like thunder. Suddenly, the whole royal city was boiling.

"Who dares to attack the temple?"

"It's human beings who have called, what a rampant human. Kill him."

"Ah, no, the legendary strong man of human beings is coming. Go and call us king."

Wang Fan smiled with satisfaction and was very satisfied with the reaction of the elves below. As soon as he flashed, he disappeared and hid in the palace of the Elf King.

He walked with his front foot, and the silver sword saint and Hai Lier Batian followed Wang Fan's space scratches and teleported here. As soon as they appeared, they found that Wang Fan did not run again. Instead, he hid in the royal city below. The three did not hesitate and went directly to the elf palace.

However, they were greeted by a bow and arrow that covered the sky and the sun.

"Hmm, looking for death!" The silver sword saint said coldly. With a wave of his big hand, the feather arrows all over the sky, before they reached the air, stopped in the air halfway. Then, in the frightened eyes of the elf guards below, they flew back.

[Depressed, I'm also ashamed of Cavin. I sat in front of the computer for four or five hours and wrote four or five hundred words. I want to vomit blood. I have something to do tomorrow. The manuscript will be handed in the day after tomorrow. Spit blood.]