Chapter 6615： You are a monster

But until now, what Sebayu can feel is the deep breath like a sea of ​​deep water, and it is impossible to detect how far Zhang Xiaofan has now reached the true true Yuan Xiu!

However, if you calculate according to Zhang Xiaofan's record before that, it will be at most better than the magical powers. A strong and powerful man will only be a few points stronger, a half step in his own dignity. Isn't it good enough to be a baby-changing Xeon? !!

However, the punch that Sebayu just tried to do all he could hardly hit him when Zhang Xiaofan's door was wide open?

Moreover, according to Zhang Xiaofan's comment just now, the punch he had just given him was just a few minor skin traumas, and it was not worth mentioning at all!

Moreover, this is not the most horrible thing. The most horrible thing is that the punch that Zhang Xiaofan just blasted out with the potential of thunder was even better than his Siamese King of Fighters. Nothing worse.

In an instant, Sabayu was forced to retreat by five or sixty feet.

Moreover, it was only from a brief encounter with Zhang Xiaofan that he intuitively told Sebayu that Zhang Xiaofan had not exerted his best effort just now!

"Originally, I just said today that I want to plant your holy fist gate nine, but I just want to make an innocent joke, I want to use this means to force you to Sabayu."

"However, it's just the mad words you just said in front of me, not only to discard me, but also to dispose of my hands and feet ?!"

"good, very good, excellent....."

As soon as the word fell, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and looked at the disciples, who were thousands of feet away, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

"Sorry, it looks like you didn't watch the yellow calendar today."

"Just because your suzerain was just talking for a while, everyone today is going to be buried for the holy fist gate!"

In the face of the cold face without any trace of emotion, the holy fist door to the elders, the law-protection to the disciples, the disciples, their respective internal fears and fears are beyond exaggeration.

The next moment, Zhang Xiaofan held his hands up to the sky, and a corner of his mouth exposed a cold arc.

"Sen Luo Vientiane. All are ashes, hot hell-!!!"

Gorgeous flame waves swept the night sky, thousands of feet still, the hot air flow filled the sky.

Zhang Xiaofan stood among the blazing flames that day, his right arm quickly lavaged, and his left hand was filled with sky-high flames, like the true **** of fire.

"Today, Zhang Wutian is going to go up and down the holy fist door and turn it into a world of purgatory!"

The flames soared into the sky, the sky within thousands of feet was as bright as daylight, and all the sights were gorgeous.

Zhang Xiaofan stood among the blazes of flames. He was so imposing that he held the flame with his left hand and lava with his right hand. As Vulcan descended, the holy fist door was trembling with fear.

As for the "Siam King of Fighters" below, Sebayu's old face was filled with deep horror and fear.

You know, just when Zhang Xiaofan was undefended and the empty door was wide open, he physically resisted his punch with his physical strength alone. Although his mouth was bleeding, his momentum was increasing .....