Capítulo 1772: Chapter 1772: Who the Hell Do You Think You Are? (First Update)
Facing a group of SS-level peak people, even though Li Yu and the others are only at the SS-level mid stage, they are fearless.
This is absolute self-confidence.
Nine people!
Their bodies slightly lean forward, resembling a row of sharp swords, giving an infinitely fierce impression.
Seeing this scene, Lu Ao and his group are visibly shaken.
Soon after, weapons appear in everyone’s hands!
Dagger!
Military Dagger!
Military Knife!
“Hehe! You’re asking for trouble! Even if you’re all SS-level peak in strength, we have fifteen people on this side.” Lu Ao sneered.
At the sa ti, the curved blade in his hand spun, its sharp edge reflecting an incredibly dazzling light under the sunlight.
“Zhang Fan, are you just going to stand there and be a coward?” One person sneered, staring intently at Zhang Fan.
“Hehe!” Zhang Fan chuckled softly.
anwhile, Zhang Fan also chuckled softly, “Li Yu, Jiang Min’er, let handle this.”
At the sa ti, Li Yu and his group all stopped.
They turned around with an expression of helplessness, saying, “Boss, after finally having opponents, let us have a go first.
If you act, then what fun is there left for us?”
A fight to the death, and the opponents are all SS-level peak; it’s absolutely a perfect sharpening stone!
They haven’t had such a battle for almost a year.
In their bones, there flows the hot blood of battle.
It’s like seeing a peerless beauty, pants already off, only to be told it’s a dream.
Very unsatisfying.
Zhang Fan slowly walked over, chuckling lightly, “This is a battlefield, there will definitely be plenty of opponents, and I estimate this group of weak fighters really doesn’t have much strength; Poison Spider’s people are our primary targets.
Besides, when soone tries to insult , I feel very uncomfortable.”
Hearing this, Li Yu and his group instantly put away their military daggers and collectively retreated a few steps, coming to Zhang Fan’s side.
And at this mont, Lu Ao and his group could be said to look extrely sinister.
“Hehe! Insult you? Far from it, today, I will make you know what it ans to wish you were dead!” With that, Lu Ao stamped his foot, and his whole body lunged towards Zhang Fan.
“To deal with Zhang Fan, I alone am enough!” Lu Ao roared!
To be honest, he has dread of killing Zhang Fan!
The incident in London, for him, was more humiliating than kneeling at the base calling soone father!
“Hehe! Don’t kill him imdiately, leave so breath, we still need revenge.” One person sneered.
“Such confidence.” Li Yu chuckled.
“A bunch of pathetic chickens and dogs!” Mo Yajing lightly opened her lips, full of scorn.
In an instant, Lu Ao’s people squinted, faces filled with cruel expressions.
“Hehe, since you don’t respect yourself, once we deal with Zhang Fan, we’ll definitely make you happy beyond asure.” One person said, his gaze flashing with fiery light, roaming over Di Xiele’s group of five.
“Hehe, with SS-level strength, that skin must be very elastic! Haven’t tried such a girl in my life.”
Just at this mont, Zhang Fan’s eyes turned cold.
“Happy beyond asure? Hehe!”
Said Zhang Fan, his palm revealed a few coins.
The next mont, Zhang Fan’s wrist turned, and the coins in his hand flew towards that person like a stream of light.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The sound cutting through the air flew past Lu Ao’s cheek.
The extre speed and strength made Lu Ao’s pores tremble.
This…
What is this?
And in the next mont, several screams exploded.
The few people who spoke rudely about Jiang Min’er and the group had their faces twisting in this mont.
They clutched their crotches with both hands, bodies convulsing.
Blood gushed from their fingers.
Hearing this sound, Lu Ao abruptly stopped and turned his head, looking at the three people screaming in pain on the ground, extrely frightened.
What… happened?
They were all SS-level in strength; this kind of strength is akin to being a superman in front of ordinary people.
How could they be downed in this mont?
What happened?
Who the hell acted?
It was at this mont that a trembling sound suddenly rang out.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Lu Ao quickly turned, and his eyes widened.
He saw coins being flicked into the sky from Zhang Fan’s hand.
The sound was produced by the rapidly spinning coins in the sky.
Suddenly, he recalled the object that flew past his cheek!
It seed to be… coins!
Could it be Zhang Fan?
How is that possible!
Coins could injure people at the SS-level peak?
Absolutely impossible!
It was at this mont that Zhang Fan put away the coins, and an overwhelming killing aura erupted from him.
A pressure ford around Zhang Fan, directly pressing onto Lu Ao.
Simultaneously, Zhang Fan lifted his leg and began walking towards Lu Ao step by step.
“Who gave you the courage to be arrogant in front of ? Do you really think I would acknowledge you all as my sons just because you call father? Do you think you’re qualified to be my sons?”
A low voice suddenly exploded.
At this mont, Zhang Fan put away his usual carefree expression.
Replaced by unmatched dominance!
From a distance, Zhang Fan at this mont resembled a Demon King, continuously pressing towards Lu Ao.
At this mont, Lu Ao’s body trembled uncontrollably.
The killing aura emanating from Zhang Fan made him feel like he was in an ice cellar, his whole body cold!
“Gulp!”
Lu Ao swallowed his saliva and kept retreating.
At this mont, he suddenly rembered what Zhang Fan said earlier.
Why was Zhang Fan injured in London?
Suddenly, he recalled another person!
Yun Canghai!
Bright Force level Yun Canghai!
Yes, back then, Yun Canghai ca looking for Zhang Fan.
The most important thing is, Zhang Fan is still alive now?
Could it be back then Zhang Fan got injured because of Yun Canghai?
At this mont, his face turned pale.
SS-level? Bright Force?
This is completely a different level of battle.
No need to ntion getting injured, if it were them facing a Bright Force level powerhouse, they would certainly be instantly killed!
But Zhang Fan is SS-level, no mistake.
It was at this instant that Zhang Fan leapt towards Lu Ao.
The distance is less than fifty centiters.
The fierce killing aura from Zhang Fan engulfed Lu Ao like a storm.
Simultaneously, Zhang Fan raised his hand and very slowly flicked it towards Lu Ao.
At this mont, Lu Ao’s eyes widened.
Seeing Zhang Fan’s hand reaching over, he gripped the curved blade in his hand tightly.
“Die!”
Lu Ao roared, his curved blade turned into an afterimage, its sharp blade seed as if it would cut Zhang Fan in half.
At this mont, Zhang Fan’s left hand, like a ghost, seized Lu Ao’s wrist.
Zhang Fan’s gaze was electric, his right hand reached forward grabbing Lu Ao’s neck, directly lifting him up, pulling him to his face, face-to-face!
“What do you amount to!”
(Congratulations to Brother Huang Lei for his alliance promotion and thanks to Unparalleled Brother Steel Teeth and other brothers for their tips. Brothers, the ranking is now tenth, several gods behind, the gift check-ins are rolling in, yesterday Ju flowers were blown once.)
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