Chapter 312

Luo Fen looked at the autumn mountain that came suddenly. He was stunned at first. He immediately felt the strength of the latter. There was an undisguised contempt on his face. He said coldly, "you asked me to let him go? Just rely on you mole ant?"

Qiushan is only the five powers of the giant spirit, while Luo fan is the one power of Zhenyuan. It is normal for the latter to ignore him at all.

The most terrible thing about the martial arts in Zhenyuan territory is the Qi of Zhenyuan in the body.

The true yuan Qi is formed by the high condensation of the yuan force in the body. You can change the shape at will. Even the true body of the giant spirit warrior is difficult to break the defense of the true yuan Qi.

"He, he is a true warrior in the Yuan Dynasty, small, be careful." Jin Dabao said with difficulty, looking at the direction of Qiushan with unknown strength.

Qiushan saw that Jin Dabao's whole body was red and purple. It was obvious that his blood flow was blocked. If he couldn't breathe again, his life would be in danger. He immediately said, "Dabao, don't talk."

"Hum! Death is coming. Let him say more!" Luo Fen smiled coldly and said in a cold voice, "I tell you, whoever comes today, this fat man is dead! And I will torture him slowly in front of everyone!"

"Asshole!" Qiushan roared coldly, waved his big hand and motioned everyone to step back.

Tang youyou hurried to take Qiu linger away. Nie Yurou also asked Xiaoguai to pull Gao Han who fell to the ground and didn't wake up.

Luo fan saw the awe inspiring war spirit of Qiushan, but he smiled darkly at the corners of his mouth and said with a sarcastic look on his face, "just because of you, you want to fight with me? Overestimate your strength!"

The strength gap between Zhenyuan Yizhong and Julian Wuzhong is like the earth, clouds and mud.

It is no exaggeration to say that Luo Fen can kill Qiushan directly with one move.

Qiushan frowned slightly. Of course, he knew he was not the opponent of the person in front of him. Just now, his move was easily broken by the other party, which was enough to show the strength of the other party.

But he didn't expect that this guy, who looked like he was only in his twenties, was a real yuan martial artist!

But at this moment, he must not retreat.

Anyway, we must save Jin Dabao.

"The desert knife has no edge, and the knife marks have no way!" when Qiu Shan thought about this, he did not hesitate and roared. The desert knife has no edge. The giant spirit of the desert knife appeared. The huge blade of tens of meters exudes a chilling fierce knife spirit. When he cut it out, the rolling knife spirit roared out, and the ground was directly rolled up a meter thick soil layer.

The crowd retreated one after another to make room for hundreds of meters.

However, the surrounding buildings suffered. They were affected by the knife gas, staggered and were about to collapse.

The real body of the giant spirit, combined with the power of the sword heart, can't resist even the six fold martial arts of the giant spirit.

Unfortunately, Luo fan is a true warrior in the Yuan Dynasty.

In other people's eyes, Qiushan's knife is extremely powerful, but in his eyes, it's just a child's play, which is hardly worth mentioning.

"Is there only such strength? It's a mess!" Luo Fen smiled coldly and stretched out his palm. A huge black wood hand appeared in the air. The power of one palm is vast and unmatched.

"Boom!" Blackwood's huge hand covered it with terrible pressure, and all the knives in Qiushan were impacted in an instant.

"Boo!" a sudden burst of anger came, and Qiushan flew out upside down, still in the air, with a mouthful of fresh blood.

After landing, he stepped back a few steps, stumbled and almost fell.

"Poof!" Qiushan felt the blood surging up from his chest, and then several mouthfuls of blood gushed out. His face was as white as paper. He could stand still by relying on the desert knife in his hand.

The power of a real yuan martial artist's strike is fierce, hard and powerful, which can't be borne by Qiushan.

Just now Luo fan didn't use his strength at all. He didn't even use the real body of the giant spirit. Otherwise, Qiushan was already a corpse at this time.

"Uncle Qiushan!" Nie Yurou cried sadly when she saw that Qiushan was injured. She cried even more.

"Miss Yurou, don't come here!" Qiushan shouted. He stretched out his palm and motioned Nie Yurou not to come near.

Luo fan's strength is too strong. It's far from Qiushan's ability to compete.

If Nie Yurou approaches, I'm afraid he can't even carry this momentum.

"Hum!" Luo Fen smiled coldly, raised a touch of evil on his face, walked over step by step, and said: "with such a little strength, you dare to shout in front of me. Like mole ants like you, I can step on them as much as I want. You don't even have the strength to fight back!"

Luo Fen approached step by step. With each step, the momentum of God increased by one point, forcing Qiushan to retreat again and again. Finally, he couldn't bear the strong momentum and fell to the ground.

"I'll step on you now!" Luo fan suddenly stepped forward, stepped over one step and stepped down on Qiushan's chest.

If this foot falls, Qiushan will die!

At the critical moment, the sudden change came into being.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Three roars of the tiger roared into the sky, and immediately three virtual shadows of the tiger's head appeared. They rushed at Luo Fen with the cold wind.

"Hmm?" he felt the momentum coming on his face. Luo Fen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his pink skirt was lifted up, which made him angry. He immediately clapped it out with a palm, and it was black wood's giant hand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" there were three loud noises in succession. The virtual shadow momentum of the three tiger heads was stronger than each other. The bombardment on the black wood giant hand forced Luo Fen to retreat several steps.

At the next moment, three huge figures fell to the ground, each more than two meters high, and they looked the same. They were the three brothers of the Lei family with braids facing the sky on their heads!

The three grew up together and practiced together. They cooperated seamlessly and had full tacit understanding. Suddenly, they were able to take the lead and force Luo fan to retreat.

Luo Fen's momentum was broken, and Jin Dabao, who had been oppressed by his momentum, immediately got out of trouble.

Jin Dabao was very smart. He rolled on the spot and retreated behind the three brothers of the Lei family.

"Uncle Qiushan, are you okay?" Jin Dabao steadied his body, regardless of himself, quickly helped Qiushan up and asked nervously.

Luo fan's strength is too strong. One move, just one move, will beat Qiushan without fighting back.

Qiushan struggled to stand up and looked into Luo fan's eyes. There was no fear, but anger and anger.

He hated that his strength was so weak that he was like a three-year-old baby in front of Luo fan.

"Boss Qiushan, please step down. This little bastard will be handed over to our three brothers." Lei Sanhu looked careless and didn't take Luo fan seriously.

"Third brother, this man defeated commander Qiu with one move. His strength is immeasurable. We can't underestimate the enemy." Lei Dahu was more cautious, stared at Luo fan with his eyes, and sent a voice to Lei Sanhu to remind him.

"Hum!" Luo fan couldn't help laughing at the three brothers who suddenly appeared. There was an undisguised contempt in the corners of his eyes. He said with a smile: "it's just you three kittens? Are all the people in the famous Tianluo city waste? None of them can fight. They are all three legged cats!"

Luo fan just glanced and knew that the three brothers of the Lei family were just four, five and six powers of the giant spirit.

This strength is indeed very deterrent to ordinary warriors.

But in his Luo fan's eyes, shit is not!