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The first thousand five hundred and sixty-three chapters kill the tyrant

What? Who will be next?

He...he actually wants to continue to challenge?

Fuck, fuck, fuck, what is he trying to do? Do you really think we are gone?

.........

The top true gods around him suddenly widened their eyes and looked at Yang Fan with disbelief. After defeating the Sword God of the Nebula, Yang Fan refused to give up. Listen to the words, who will come next? This is not taking these old people seriously at all.

Arrogant, really too arrogant.

Many top true gods had a hint of anger. If they hadn't known that they were not Yang Fan's opponent, they would have already been on the fighting stage, making this guy look good.

Just then...

Yang Fan, I am here to fight you. With a cold shout, a stream of light cut through the void.

The next second......

In front of Yang Fan, a majestic man with a height of more than three feet appeared. His aura was so terrifying that he dominated the wilderness. He could stand there casually, giving people a charm of ancient wilderness. His aura was so powerful that it made countless spaces appear unstable in all directions, and it seemed that there was a possibility of complete collapse at any time.

The whole body was filled with terrifying evil aura that was difficult to describe in words. The whole person was like the legendary peerless evil god who was resurrected. He didn't need to take action. He just took a look at him and would be afraid of his mind.

fear.

Ah~~~ It's the tyrant, Jack.

OK! OK! OK! OK! Lord Tyrant took action personally, that guy is finished.

He told this guy to be arrogant and fall into the hands of the tyrant, and he would suffer.

.........

A cruel smile flashed across the top true gods around them. The tyrant, Liu Ju, was among the tyrants, among them, and they were ranked first.

Something like an ant also wants to kill me? Yang Fan smiled disdainfully.

Rumble~~~

As soon as the virtual world moved in his body, Yang Fan directly released the power of the five layers of virtual world. Although it only increased the power of the two layers of virtual world, the increase to Yang Fan was not one plus one equals two, but caused Yang Fan's power to soar several times.

Break this for me.

Rumble~~~

The punch was blown out, and the power was so terrifying that it was almost five trillion of the power of a small thousand world.

.........

Ah~~~How come this happens? He is still hiding?

Damn, this power...the top...he is the top fifth-level top true god.

.........

From all directions, thousands of top true gods' smiles disappeared instantly, their eyes raised, almost falling out of their eyes.

.........

Rumble~~~

The collision of fists and palms, the terrifying energy frenzy seems to be about to destroy the entire world.

Countless mushroom clouds continue to simmer, as if the end of the world came to life.

Bang~~~Bang~~~Bang~~~

The tyrant, Jack, spewed a large mouthful of blood to the sky, and his whole body quickly retreated. His body was covered with terrifying gaps that were tens of light years long, crisscrossing, and a large amount of dark black blood poured down like a pouring rain.

With just one blow, the tyrant, Jack, suffered a great loss.

The gap between nearly two trillion of the powers of the small thousand worlds is completely a qualitative difference.

.........

Torture me? I will fulfill you today. A grim smile flashed across Yang Fan's face, and his figure also quickly rose up, turning into a terrifying giant god thousands of light-year-olds, rushing towards the tyrant, Jack.

Bang~~~Bang~~~Bang~~~

Yang Fan beating wildly with both hands, with no rules at all.

It's just a reckless act, as if the gangsters are fighting in the mundane world.

Damn, bastard, I've fought with you.

Faced with Yang Fan's terrifying attack, although the tyrant Jiaju fought to the death, it was a pity that the gap between the two giants of the power of the small thousand worlds could not be easily compensated. Soon, he could only resist, not fight back, and in the end he could only rely on his strong defense to support it.

.........

It's over, the tyrant, Jack, is over.

It's miserable, it's really miserable.

.........

The top true gods around him were a little reluctant to look at him. Yang Fan had the chance to end the battle, but at the last moment, he always gave the tyrant Liu Ju a chance to breathe. This was because he didn't want to give the tyrant Liu Ju a happy revenge. Yang Fan was simply revenge.

.........

One hour later.

I admit defeat.

The tyrant, Jack Wu, could no longer bear it, surrendered and admitted defeat, no one liked to be beaten up, and if he continued, he would really leave some psychological shadows, or even a knot in his heart.

This bastard is paralyzed, it hurts so much.

I don’t know what kind of power this bastard has incorporated into his fist. It’s so painful for his grandma.

Every punch hit the body is millions of times more painful than Ling Chi's execution.

He hurriedly threw out a space ring, and the tyrant, Juju, flashed out of the fighting stage, and he couldn't stay here for a moment.

.........

Huh...it's finally over. The top real gods around him breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was really too cruel. They felt pain just by watching.

.........

He took the space ring thrown by the tyrant, Jack, and Yang Fan looked around. Although he was not saying anything, the meaning was still obvious.

.........

Damn, this bastard refused to give up and wanted to challenge me.

What to do? Or can’t you?

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If you can cultivate to the fifth-level top true god, who is stupid? It can be said to be a coincidence at one time, but if it happens one after another, it will be different.

Is this really that guy’s real strength?

What if he still hides it?

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Chapter completed!
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