“I know you’re strong, and your weird ways are amazing.But you think that with this, you want to kill a dead emperor on two steps, and you are very naive."

In the middle of the little light, with a hint of play.

Through his previous battle with Zhang Fan, he knew that Zhang Fan had the characteristics of transient, immune energy and physical attack.

He wanted to kill Zhang Fan, almost impossible.

But that doesn’t mean that Zhang Fan can easily kill him.

You know, the speed of the dead emperor's reaction is extremely perverted.

Even if Zhang Fan used the instant to move close to him and launch a sudden attack on him, he could easily hide after he found it.

“Then try it.”

Zhang Fan's voice had just fallen, and in Zhang Xiaoliang's eyes, he could only see Zhang Fan's body instantly become larger.

In just a few seconds, it became a hundred meters high giant.

This 100-meter giant, holding a very sharp giant axe like an ice sculpture, cut it down to Zhang Xiaoliang.

In the trajectory of the giant axe in the air, the cold air swept by, and suddenly it seemed to be a hailstorm.

The great axe with its unrivaled power, cut to Zhang Xiaoliang.

The little light was surprised and flashed to the side.

The bomb –

The big axe fell hard on the ground.

Suddenly, a huge trench with a length of thousands of meters and a width of hundreds of meters appeared on the ground.

The ground is centered on a giant axe, and a shock wave with cold spreads rapidly.

Where the shock wave spreads, it is quickly covered by a thick layer of ice.

The small bright feet were also covered in this ice almost in an instant.

His feet were like being held by a huge force, so that he could not move at a single step.

At the same time, in the sky, the hail that had just been brought up by the giant axe was getting bigger and bigger.

The large diameter is 100 meters, and the small diameter is also seventy or eighty meters.

Such a huge hail, like a huge hail, fell on the ground without money.

The ground suddenly shook like a landslide.

A diameter of more than 200 meters, the largest hail, hit Zhang Xiaoliang hard.

Because there is a cold blockade around, Zhang Xiaoliang's hands and feet are almost frozen, and there is no hiding at all.

The bomb –

He was killed in this huge hailstorm.

The great pain makes him suffer, let him die.

“Ah—”

He screamed bitterly, but he couldn’t make a sound at all.

That unprecedented pain swept through his whole body, even his mind.

Under this pain, he had only one feeling that it would be better to die than to suffer so “huge” it.

The thought in my heart suddenly grew like a spring weed.

That desire grew stronger and stronger, and in a very short time he had a feeling of no hope, flying away.

At this point, he had only one thought: death.

As soon as this thought came up, he felt that his body was cold.

And this cold feeling spread to his brain, making him feel that his brain is cold and cold.

He could even feel that his blood nuclei were all wrapped in ice, cold and punctured.

At one point, his heart seemed to be struck by nine days of lightning and suddenly woke up.

The illusion!

It must be a fantasy!

When he woke up, he felt a cold sweat all over him.

At the same time, some fear.

Fortunately, I woke up early.

Everything that had been said just now, in fact, only happened in less than a second.

If he wakes up later, by the means of Zhang Fan, I am afraid that he will escape.

But at this moment, he suddenly became aware of it.

Since Zhang Fan wants to let himself enter the illusion, then why not count himself and deliberately make the appearance of entering the illusion.

When he came to attack himself, he did not intend to attack him!

Thinking of this, he continued to close his eyes and deliberately made a frightened look.

Then he fell to the ground, groaning and struggling.

A very painful look.

Indeed, Zhang Fan's face showed a hint of proud color at this time, and slowly walked to Zhang Xiaoliang.

“Scully, do you have today too?”

Zhang Xiaoliang groaned in pain and said, “No... don’t kill me... please let me go, please...”

Zhang Fan walked in front of Zhang Xiaoliang, and the blood vine in his right arm had appeared.

“Shut up, our account, we should get it done here!”

With that, the blood in his hand stabbed the little bright head.

At this point, however, Zhang Xiaoliang suddenly moved.

His right arm was instantly condensed into a long knife and swept away toward Zhang Fan’s feet.

姧姖-

The two voices were soft, and Zhang Fan’s feet were suddenly cut off.

“Ah—”

In the scream of pain, Zhang Fan was too late to use the transient movement to escape.

Another knife of Zhang Xiaoliang directly cut Zhang Fan's body into two paragraphs.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoliang finally jumped up, and the long knife pointed directly at Zhang Fan's head: "Zhang Fan, after such a long period of thinking, I finally found your flaws."Although your body can attack you physically and energeticly, your body must be a physical entity when you attack others, so as long as you seize the opportunity to attack you when you attack others, you are also immune.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoliang no longer gave Zhang Fan the opportunity to speak, but also a knife, directly split Zhang Fan's head into two halves.

Blood is like a fountain, and under the sun there is a red light of wine, like a string of red pearls.

He killed Zhang Fan, Zhang Xiaoliang's heart was very smooth, and he couldn't help but laugh.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

For more than six months, he has been troubled by Zhang Fan.

How many times have you tried to break up Zhang Fan in a dream?

But it was never possible to do so.

Now, finally cut off Zhang Fan, how can you not let his heart be happy?

This laughter lasted for half a minute.

Half a minute later, Zhang Xiaoliang suddenly fought a cold war, and then the scene in front of him changed.

I can see that the body of Zhang Fan on the ground has disappeared.

And a living man is standing in front of himself.

This is not the most terrible.

The most terrible thing is that Zhang Fan’s hand went straight into his head.

Zhang Xiaoliang did not feel any pain, and there was no hole in his head.

But that’s how Zhang Fan’s hand reached into his head.

Zhang Xiaoliang saw this, the heart was a big fear, and the right fist was fiercely bombarded Zhang Fan.

However, when he carried a punch with unrivaled power and bombarded Zhang Fan's body, it became soft, just like an ordinary person punching a martial, without any impact on Zhang Fan.

Then look at Zhang Fan, in his right hand, a bead-sized, translucent blood-red bead.

When he saw the bead, he was struck by lightning.

Is it... your own blood?