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Chapter 843:Attraction

The further forward, there was a gradual fog on the bridge.

Before this, Yang Fan looked out and did not see the fog.

These mists appear directly with the dark wind, and they continue to become rich.

Yang Fan suddenly realized that this may be the thick fog that was seen on the coast at the beginning.When I got to the bridge, I saw it.

But that doesn’t mean the fog doesn’t exist.

The terrible wind was not very strong, but the sound of uhooing kept ringing.

And, some strange fluctuations in the mist, flashed from time to time.Although it is very short, people almost think it is an illusion, but Yang Fan will not think so.

“Something really strange has come out!”Yang Fan secretly alerted himself at the same time, looked at Ji Xiaoyu, but found that the latter was not nervous at all.

Do you think more yourself?

Yang Fan could not help but think of this idea.

If there is danger, how can Ji Xiaoyu be indifferent?

There is a danger, but it doesn’t really threaten everyone.

With such speculation, Yang Fan also slightly relaxed some tense nerves, followed by Ji Xiaohuan silently.

At this time, some of the people speeded up and rushed up.

“Jin Xiaoyu, what’s the situation now?”He asked with a heavy face.

"I want to know what's going on, but no one told me."Ji Xiaoyu looks very helpless.

He did not believe it, but Ji Xiaoyu did not say that he could not do it.

However, at this time, he did not keep a distance from Ji Xiaoyu and followed directly.Even if there is danger, then everyone will face it together.

Ji Xiaoyu was not panicked, naturally sure to deal with, then he can also follow through the crisis.

Genuine young master, Zhong Lian and others are naturally also this kind of thinking.

Yang Fan undisguisedly cast a scornful look at several people.

Madd, he ate and drank, he had seen it, but he had seen it for the first time.But Ji Xiaoyu did not open his mouth, and he was not good at saying anything.

After all, it is not he who is rubbing these guys, but Ji Xiaoyu...

“Wash it!”

Suddenly, as if something had been broken, all who were moving forward stopped in an instant.

The next moment, people stared, in the thick fog ahead, a dense figure appeared.And keep getting closer.

The speed of these figures is not fast, but as soon as they appear, they emit a cold breath.

In the face of this breath, Yang Fan felt that his own blood seemed to become cold.

The real yuan operation, eliminating the effect of the cold breath, Yang Fan's eyes fell on those gradually approaching the figure.At this point, I was barely able to see.

Thousands of people are one more warriors.

However, these warriors have no breath of life, their eyes are gray, and they have no beauty.There is a real fluctuation in the body, and the breath that emanates from it is also very cold.

Is it dead or alive?

Yang Fan only felt his scalp tingle.

Oh, and rub!

Again, this broken sound came from behind thousands of warriors who did not know whether they were dead or alive.

Yang Fan looked around and saw only a man with a weakened body, on the last side, and took a step for a while.But a step, but it is a momentary distance across the meters.

And, every step falls, the floor on the bridge, which is made of what material, will break a piece.

And this man, also has no breath of life, his eyes are gray.Anyone who looks at it will think that it is a pair of eyes that the dead will have.

With the sound of rubbing, the man followed behind the large army, and the cold breath emitted was as strong as ever, making the air between heaven and earth cold.

At this time, there are thousands of "Martmen" in front, and at this time, it is only about a hundred steps away from Yang Fan and others.

Oh, and huh...

The next moment, these "arms" suddenly rushed out like a tiger and leopard, like a start to move forward.

In an instant, these "arms" came to the front of Yang Fan and others, and the fierce offensive was swept out.

Yang Fan looked surprised and immediately retreated.

It is not the strength of these "Martians", thousands of attacks, or do not resist.

The most important thing is that Yang Fan is very afraid to slowly walk away from the thin man behind, the latter's real fluctuation on the body is strong to the extreme.

Even if it is not much weaker than the Three Kings of the Dead.

“Do not move!”

At this moment, the voice of Ji Xiaoyu suddenly sounded in his ear.

Yang Fan was about to step back in his body and stopped hard.

At the crucial moment, he chose to believe in Ji Xiaoyu.

At the same time, the ears of the four people of Feng Qian, Xiaoman, Han Yuan and Qi Lan also sounded these two words.

As for the people of Fu Hong, there is almost no hesitation to go back all.

Rumble!

Those "Martmen" who rushed out like tigers and leopards, all passed by Yang Fan's side, and the strong offensive was all bombarded to Fu Hong and others.

“What happened?”

Yang Fan was shocked, and the wind was the same for a few people.

Does these “arms” still treat them as friendly?

In the same way, Yang Fan looked at all of them to Ji Xiaoyu.

But at this time, Ji Xiaoyu did not have time to explain.The people who retreated out of the Fu Hong and others could not avoid these thousands of "Martial Weapons", and the two sides have already fought together.

These "Martmen" have the strength below the extraordinary situation, although the number is large, but it is not a substantial threat to the man-made such as Fuhong.

Yang Fan turned to look at him and found that these strange "arms" who appeared could also be killed.Only cut off your head.

Moreover, before cutting off the head, no matter how many injuries, these "arms" will not feel the slightest pain.

With this moment of time to react, Fu Hong and others also know that they are besieged, it is not accidental.

“Jin Xiaoyu, it’s you!”Dozens of strange "arms" were shot, and their heads were all bombarded.Then he glared at the little boy, and yelled at him.

“Yes, it’s me, who told you to come along?”Ji Xiaoyu admitted it with a generous hand, taking a few people away from Yang Fan, a look of good play.

He gritted his teeth and asked, “Why are these monsters attacking us?”

This problem is not only that Fu Hong does not understand, but the real young master, Zhong Lian, they also do not understand.

Some of Yang Fan’s faces are also embarrassed.

Now that situation, they didn’t even think about it.

"Because you are so wronged, you will be attacked."Ji Xiaoyu is a very helpless way.

He naturally does not believe.

Anyone can hear it, it’s too fake.

Ji Xiaoyu smiled, "It's okay to tell you, it's just a small price I have to pay for your freedom in advance."

“Kiki, you...” His eyes were furious, and his face was distorted.

But at that moment, the poor man finally came closer.

Bam!

The air blazed, the emaciated man disappeared from the place, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the fuhong.Pointing out, for a moment, this heaven and earth seemed to have only this finger.

The void collapsed, and the power fluctuation emitted made Fu Hong couldn't help but shutting and turning white.

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