Fan Sheng snorted: "You sneak attack me for no reason, and you still say that I don't have these things!"

Then he struck the wooden pillar with an axe. "Come down and die!"

The wooden pillar broke with the sound, becoming as brittle as straw under his hands.

This guy's strange strength is stronger than that of Monsanto, and his combat skills and demeanor are far superior to that of Monsanto.

Where did such a, no, two such monsters appear out of nowhere, and why are they still staying in the spell master's house?

He Lingchuan sighed: "Are you the foreign aid invited by Zhong Sunmou, or are you from Cen Boqing's group?"

They made such a commotion, and everyone in the inn was not dead. From the waiters to the guests staying in the hotel, everyone poked their heads out, and when they saw this scene, they were so frightened that they ran away.

Only the shopkeeper stood at the door, bowing to the two of them with a grimace: "You guys, please do well and let me make a living!"

In response to him, Fan Sheng used his ax again and chopped off the second pillar.

Both pillars were broken, and the wooden beam could no longer hold on and fell with a crash.

He Lingchuan was so dexterous. As soon as Fan Sheng showed his axe, he got out again through the hole in the roof.

His target was the house that Fan Sheng rushed out of.

The giant bear had pierced a big hole in the wall of the house. He Lingchuan entered in one step, took out a mirror and looked around: "Look for clues, quickly!"

The room was dark and unlit, relying solely on natural light from outside.

In addition to the bed, there was a square table and two round stools in the room. The tabletop was empty, with only some broken pieces scattered around.

But this kind of environment is naturally not difficult for the Soul-taker.

"There are two drops of blood on the chair." He looked in the mirror and said, "There were also on the table, but they were wiped off - Hey, it's not this one, it's the chair opposite."

"You should make it clearer!" He Lingchuan just replied when he saw a moving shadow out of the corner of his eye.

He turned around and saw Fan Sheng also jumping up.

He Lingchuan had no choice but to break the chair in half with a click and throw it into the storage ring.

At this moment, fire suddenly broke out under the feet and in the four corners of the house.

The flame was still a strange dark purple color, burning very quickly and igniting on contact, as if it had an accelerant added to it.

In just two breaths, the room was filled with blazing flames.

His aunt, after all, fell into the other party’s plot!

He Lingchuan cursed, turned around and was about to run away when Mirror shouted again: "There are still these pieces, don't let them slip out!"

"You really have something to say, can you finish it all at once?" He casually grabbed a leather bag, which was leftover from the last time he bought roast chicken, and then stretched out his arm and swept all the broken wood from the table into the bag.

Just by doing this one more action, Fan Sheng arrived, just as a fire broke out in the house, and purple flames sprayed out in all directions.

Sensing the ferocious poison of the fire, he was unwilling to strike lightly, so he took two steps back and saw He Lingchuan's figure flashing in the fire, but not howling and turning.

He frowned.

He Lingchuan stuffed the leather pocket into the storage ring and rushed out of the house from the other side.

Fan Sheng follows him everywhere like a shadow.

His movement was not as flexible as He Lingchuan's, but his speed was really fast. He threw the ax with his left hand and whirled straight to the back of He Lingchuan's neck.

The onlookers could only see an afterimage in the sky.

This flying ax has cut off countless heads.

He Lingchuan didn't even look back, and threw something back, which hit the ax with a "dang" sound.

The ax was swung away and turned around to find its owner.

Fan Sheng also saw clearly that the thing that knocked the ax away was actually a breast mirror. It spun around a few times in mid-air, and actually reflected a few bright rays of light directly into his eyes.

He quickly stretched out his arms to block the light.

At this moment, a brown shadow shot out from the ground, followed by a roar of a tiger, which was breathtaking.

Jiao Yu arrived.

Fan Shengren couldn't turn around in mid-air, so he just swung his ax and hit it on the head.

Jiao Yu's move was a false move. His hind legs didn't leave the ground at all. He turned around and jumped out, and roared again: "The Master of the Hundred Mountains is here, and everyone who comes knows his name!"

At the same time, three hidden weapons struck from the side, all with purple flames on them.

The fire could not be extinguished with a slap, and Fan Sheng did not want to touch it, so he raised his ax and knocked it away.

The shadow of a knife flashed before his eyes again.

He Lingchuan hit the snake with the stick, and with a leaping strike, the Fusheng knife struck him on the head.

It was finally his turn to take the initiative.

At this time, he made a move with his left hand, and the heart-protecting mirror returned to his hand.

His sword was not as solid as his opponent's, but now it was stained with purple flames, and its power was increased. He killed seven times in a row, and the sky was filled with flames and sword energy.

The opponent blocked it three times, and when he was about to be hit by a knife, he expanded his chest and tightened his abdomen, took a deep breath and then spit it out.

His whole body spurted back a foot, as fast as a baseball being hit.

What is this? He Lingchuan was slightly startled, "Toad Kung Fu?"

Now the situation changed, and it became one man and one tiger besieging Fan Sheng.

Tiger Jiao Yu also took the time to ask He Lingchuan: "Why don't you call me when you go out?"

He Lingchuan had climbed out of the inn through the window before, and the wooden window creaked very clearly at night.

But this kid ran so fast, climbing up and down as if running for his life, that it was not easy for him to catch up.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, the door of the inn was knocked open, and the giant bear Fan Bao roared and rushed over.

Beating up his brother two-on-one? I can't bear it!

Change it back to two against two? He Lingchuan sneered, it was a beautiful idea.

As soon as the figure of the giant bear broke through the door, he threw something at the door of the inn. It was only the size of a palm and was not conspicuous at all in the environment of the fire on the second floor.

But as soon as it landed, it turned into a bronze man in golden armor who was more than ten feet tall!

The door panel that was knocked away by the giant bear just landed at its feet.

In other words, the golden-armored bronze figure was restored just next to the door panel.

Following He Lingchuan's order, it raised its hand and grabbed two door panels on the ground, overlapping them and making a golf hitting posture!

He Lingchuan didn't know whether the standard was standard or not, and he never had the chance to learn it before.

But the effect is overwhelming.

The thick door panel is made of old beech wood. After twenty years of wind and rain, the quality is still good. The golden-armored bronze man swung the board and hit the giant bear's fat back mound.

The sound of "pang" was clearly heard by the surrounding audience. The monster, which weighed more than 2,000 kilograms, was whipped like a rolling gourd and smashed into the bottom of the burning room.

It was almost burnt to a crisp, but when it was hit again, it collapsed from top to bottom.

The two door panels in the hands of the bronze man in golden armor were also broken in unison, completing his mission in this life.

"Fan Bao!" Fan Sheng was surprised.

What responded to him was a bear roar. This time the violent bear rushed out faster because its whole body was on fire.

That astonishing impact seemed not to have done as much damage to it as the purple flame. This kind of fire could not be extinguished, and the giant bear rolled around on the ground to no avail.

On the other hand, He Lingchuan was walking around in the fire as if nothing happened, and Zi Yan didn't seem to be interested in him at all.

Fan Sheng knew at a glance that this guy had a magic weapon to ward off fire, and his rank was quite high.

He Lingchuan would not miss this great opportunity and rushed forward with several stabs.

The tiger cooperated from the side.

This Fan Sheng is really quite impressive. He was one against two, but he was still worried about Bao Xiong's injuries, but he was not at all disadvantaged. He was also able to call his companions: "Fan Bao, come here!"

The big bear rolled twice and found that the flames could not be extinguished, so it rushed straight towards Fan Sheng.

The bronze man in golden armor intercepted immediately.

In the battle with Fan Sheng, He Lingchuan had to concentrate without making any mistakes; on the other hand, he actually had to concentrate on controlling the bronze man in gold armor to stop the violent bear.

In the past, I was used to fighting like this, but this time it was extremely difficult.

Dealing with Fan Sheng is more dangerous and requires more energy. This guy is too ruthless, especially the ice crystal slowing effect brought by the cyclone ax is so disgusting. He Lingchuan was distracted and was kicked in the abdomen by Fan Sheng, sending him flying.

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The corners of He Lingchuan's mouth were bleeding.

The movement of the bronze man in golden armor suddenly showed mistakes. Bao Xiong saw the opportunity, bypassed the bronze man in gold armor, and rushed to Fan Sheng's side.

The golden-armored bronze man immediately ran back.

He Lingchuan saw that Fan Sheng was going to help the giant bear put out the fire, and immediately used all his strength to entangle him.
To be continued...