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Chapter 774(2/2)

Yang Fan laughed wildly, his eyes suddenly turned cold like a knife: "Now it's up to me to take action."

The Three Wise Kings, Han Qi, Qin Xin and others suddenly felt cold in their hearts.

Ten feet long wind and thunder wings condensed from Yang Fan's back.

Smack~~~

A flash of lightning flashed and the figure disappeared.

The next moment, a breath of destruction that depressed the whole audience came.

Boom~~~~

A purple thunder fell from the sky and appeared behind the Three Wise Kings at a speed that was too lightning.

Thunderbolt...bang!

Yang Fan did not move a single hand. The Three Sages were knocked away by a shaking wind and thunder, and a blood mark appeared on his back that penetrated his bone marrow and internal organs.

Hub--

The body of the Three Wise Kings was like a kite with broken strings, flying out slanted, vomiting blood from their mouths.

It turned out that the one who launched the attack was the wind and thunder wings behind Yang Fan.

First, he appeared behind the Three Sages with unpredictable speed and body skills of gods and ghosts, and then directly attacked with the ten-foot-long wind and thunder wings, bursting out amazing power.

If the Three Sages had not had the Supreme Dragon Artifact and the powerful Immortal Qin bloodline, the wind, thunder and lightning wings that were so rapid that they could have broken his body into two pieces.

"stop--"

An elegant scholar, who seemed to be slow and anxious, stood in front of the Three Sages.

I saw a light stroke in the void in his hand, a mirror like water, presented in front of him.

Bang ~~

A fist wrapped in thunder patterns hit the mirror, as if it was trapped in water, and its force was absorbed by infinite buffering.

"Huh?" Yang Fan was slightly surprised. This Prime Minister Han Qi was worthy of being a striking figure who was once a contemporary of Qin Emperor. His strength was unfathomable. At least he had the skills to reach the pinnacle in defense.

"Can Fellow Daoist Yang stop? The reason why Princess Qin Xin followed this time was actually because she was worried that you would be hurt. Now it seems that her worries are completely unnecessary."

Han Qi's body shook, barely stabilizing, his eyes calmed down, and he stared at Yang Fan, and hit Yang Fan's vital point with a word.

"This warm-up is over."

The wings of the wind and thunder behind Yang Fan disappeared from the spot, standing above the Immortal Peak, looking down at everything with a swaying sway.

At this moment, countless monks on Lingding Immortal Peak cheered, their blood boiling, and their eyes were full of worship and admiration.

"Walk--"

Han Qi protected the Three Sages and pulled Princess Qin Xin, leaving immediately without saying a word.

The royal carriage flew tens of thousands of miles in one breath.

"Mr. Han, what do you think when you meet Yang Fan?"

The Three Wise Kings were cross-legged and healed their wounds, and said slightly mockingly.

"Very strong, very strong..." Han Qi's face turned solemn, and the tone suddenly changed: "It's just... he was praised by Teacher Qianqiu and praised as a master-level figure. After the actual meeting, he was a little disappointed."

"No trace in a thousand years?"

Yang Fan, who was tens of thousands of miles away, heard their conversation.
Chapter completed!
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