Gao Wu: I am full of fusion skills

Chen Fan didn't understand why Fang Zheng's resentment towards himself was so heavy.

But now, whatever the reason, he didn't have time to think about it.

If you want to say that the person in the world who wants to kill him, it is definitely Duan Xiong.

When he first met Jiang Yuanfeng in the Black Wind Mountain Range, from the latter's mouth, Chen Fan also learned that Duan Xiong had broken through to level 50 and three turns.

During this period, Chen Fan broke through one after another, and his strength skyrocketed a lot.

However, he was not proud of it, and he knew very well that even if he improved.

In the face of the three-turn strong, there is still no possibility of defeating the other party.

If all his spiritual cores reached level 30 and he fused stronger magical skills, he might be able to compete with it.

But now....

Chen Fan also knew that he was facing the most dangerous situation in such a long time.

Fortunately, when he was in the car just now, he also sensed something was wrong and left a back hand.

What he had to do now was to delay as much time as possible and wait for the person he was waiting for to come.

It should be fine....

Chen Fan took a deep breath and calmed himself down, at this time, he must not be impatient for half a minute.

"Boy, I will definitely torture you well!"

Duan Xiong's face was hideous, and the aura on his body was faintly thunderous and floating, and it was about to all gush out, and an extremely strong sense of oppression spread towards the surroundings.

Between raising his hand, a thunderbolt the thickness of a water tank was like a galloping thunder dragon, constantly roaring, opening its mouth and swallowing towards Chen Fan.

Duan Xiong knew in his heart that Chen Fan didn't look at the level so high, but his strength was not weak, otherwise his brother Duan Gang would not have died tragically in the hands of the other party.

So at this time, he will take it down with his own hands, saving the extraneous branches.

Feeling the roar of that thunder dragon, Chen Fan also had some instinctive panic in his heart, which was a sense of suppression brought about by too strong strength.

The thunder light roared, the speed was extremely fast, Chen Fan did not have time to perform magical skills, and at the same time as his figure retreated, the thunder fire in his hands flashed, and the hot flames and jumping thunder and lightning frantically gushed out.

However, whether it was flame or thunder light, under the impact of that thunder dragon, there was no ability to resist at all.

Directly dispersed and devoured, the speed of the thunder dragon did not decrease, and it ran straight towards Chen Fan.

"Grass!"

Chen Fan scolded, the virtual light flashed under his feet, and he wanted to dodge sideways, but it was still a little too late, and the galloping thunder dragon bit his right shoulder.

As the thunder and lightning tore apart, Chen Fan felt that an electric current was about to rush towards his body, and he quickly mobilized his energy to fight back.

Fortunately, he dodged most of the attacks, and in addition to the torn wound on his shoulder, the paralysis caused by the power of lightning was expelled by him.

Chen Fan's eyes couldn't help but become a little more solemn.

Sure enough, as he thought, the three-turn powerhouse was not something he could handle now.

Moreover, it seems that this Xiong did not want to kill him for the time being, but just wanted to capture him and then torture him, but did not use all his strength.

Otherwise, I am afraid that Chen Fan's situation will be even more dangerous.

Although he knew that he was invincible, for so long, the enemy Chen Fan faced was strong, and he had never let himself suffer such injuries.

Seeing the torn wound on his shoulder constantly flowing out of blood, Chen Fan couldn't help but burst out with anger.

"Old Wang Baegg, you have angered Xiao Ye."

"Don't hide!"

Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and regardless of his injuries, a silver-level long sword appeared in his hand.

"Thunder Storm Strike!"

In the low drink, the wind danced wildly, and one after another dazzling thunder and lightning converged towards the long sword, and then a sword stabbed out.

The almost visible wind blade fused with the Dao Dao thunder light, forming a huge thunder storm, like a speeding spinning drill, rushing towards Duan Xiong.

In the whirlpool of the storm, where no one could see, there was a strong energy mixed in.

Not far away, Fang Zheng felt that terrifying energy sweeping over, and although the target was not him, his heart was still panicked to the extreme, and his heart beat faster.

He became more and more aware of the gap between himself and Chen Fan, and he no longer knew how to describe it.

Glancing at Duan Xiong, who was standing a few meters away, and seeing a hint of disdain on his gloomy face, Fang Zheng felt a lot more relaxed.

No matter how powerful Chen Fan is, after tonight, there will be no more of this person.

And you can get everything you want.

As for whether this matter will be found on his head, no one will doubt it.

Because everyone around Chen Fan knew that he had a life-and-death enemy.

After Duan Xiong's group killed Chen Fan, they would definitely not dare to stay in Tianbei City, and they would run as far as they could.

Even if someone sees the two of them coming out together and says that they separated halfway, that's normal.

No one will have any evidence anyway.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's expression became even more crazy.

The Thunder Storm Strike is much more powerful than the Thunder Half Moon Slash, and coupled with Chen Fan's recent surge in strength, it is estimated that a second-turn powerhouse of about level 40 is unlikely to follow.

It's just that Duan Xiong has already reached three turns, and he doesn't put it in his eyes at all.

Of course, Chen Fan didn't think about what damage he could cause, it was just pretending to be angry and taking the initiative to attack and drag it out.

Duan Xiong saw that the thunder storm was approaching, and his feet did not move, he smiled contemptuously, and as soon as he raised his hand, Chen Fan's attack was easily defused.

Even the secondary attack of Thunder Storm Strike was not brought into play.

"Hmph, just because you want to hurt me with this little trick?"

Chen Fan did not respond to the other party, at this time, he seemed to be desperate, constantly launching various magical attacks, dazzling and dazzling.

It's like a desperate fight before death, and it has completely become crazy.

But no matter how he attacked, Duan Xiong was able to resolve them one by one, not to mention the injury, not even a single strand of hair was broken.

A few minutes later, Chen Fan was already panting, his long sword on the ground, and he was gasping for breath.

"Boy, no strength?"

Duan Xiong's eyes stared at Chen Fan with a bit of teasing.

"Powerless?"

"Xiao Ye's strength is that you are eating my blow, I promise to send you down to reunite with your dead ghost brother!" Chen Fan said with wide eyes.

"Huh?"

Duan Xiong's eyes burst with killing intent, but looking at Chen Fan's dying appearance, especially now that his mouth was still hard, he couldn't help but move.

He wanted Chen Fan to experience the feeling of despair.

"Okay, I'll just stand here, and you can use all the tricks."

"But this is your last chance to struggle."

"Then you can stand well, don't be scared to kneel to the little master and beg for mercy!"

As Chen Fan said, the energy in his body fluctuated again, rising continuously, as if he was holding back a big move.

But in his heart, he had already muttered.

I wiped it, why haven't people come yet, it won't be that I didn't see it....