Fan Yangping's intention to kill Wang Han has reached its peak.

He also realized that if Wang Han had not died, he would definitely be the one who died. At this age, he could grow up for a while and he might become what he would be like.

Fan Yangping's eyes turned.

Suddenly he punched Wang Han.

This punch was extremely fierce.

The air was smashed and slightly distorted.

The punch was so fast that Wang Han had no time to react.

The evil spirit crawled out of his sleeve.

The egg-shaped protective cover was smashed and cracked as soon as it was supported.

Wang Han staggered back and rolled away.

Fan Yangping was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, it was a little different from what he expected.

But the joy in my heart immediately flooded.

Fan Yangping held his five fingers with his empty fingers facing Wang Han.

The big hand raised.

Dozens of Qi bodies rose from the ground and penetrated towards Wang Han's body, like a gloomy cage.

The evil spirit turned, and the protective cover was not enough to be formed.

Wang Han was about to be penetrated.

call!

A sound of breathing came.

The energy that was about to penetrate Wang Han's body instantly became soft.

Wang Han's body was lifted up a few times and got up from the ground.

There was a person standing in front of Wang Han.

Arrogant!

Holding Qi Body Lantern in your hand!

He looked at Fan Yangping not far away with a smile.

Fan Yangping took a little step back and his pupils shrank a little.

"Who are you?"

“Kunlun Palace!

The King of Blowing Lights!
Chapter completed!