Zhang Zihao took a step forward, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Lu Fan waved his hand and asked him to retreat.
He could feel the deadly aura contained in this so-called Blood Cang Claw.
Zhang Zihao's desperate offensive would be defeated by this thing, and he might even lose his life for it.
"Lu Fan, today I want you to realize what it means to be strong and strong, and every mountain is higher than the next!"
Leng Qianfeng's whole body was full of energy, and he clenched his claws tightly. The metal friction erupted with harsh sounds and sparks, and then he pointed a finger at Lu Fan:
"These pair of bloody claws once crushed the heads of nineteen enemies for me!"
"Today, you are the twentieth, you must die for me!!!"
Leng Qianfeng roared angrily, his body flashed, and he waved his claws and slashed down on Lu Fan's face!
Instantly, the sound of breaking through the air was heard everywhere.
The Blood Cang Claw was so fast that it even let out a cry like a goshawk swooping down on its prey!
Everyone felt their necks tighten, as if they were really locked by a goshawk, and their brains fell into dizziness for a moment.
Many people present looked horrified. Is this the terrifying thing about Blood Cang Claw?
But then, they discovered that Lu Fan was motionless.
It was as if he couldn't move, and he stood there blankly, as if he was shaken by the roar.
Jiang He and Mu Kang's expressions changed drastically. They wanted to remind Lu Fan, but found that their bodies were out of control at all and they couldn't open their mouths at all...
At this moment, their situation is exactly the same as Lu Fan's, they can only be at the mercy of others.
The panic and anxiety on his face could not be concealed.
Leng Rushuang smiled contemptuously. Lu Fan was finished. As long as he was the first to be restrained by the roar of Xue Cang Claw, he would definitely die. There would be no chance of a comeback!
Leng Qianfeng laughed ferociously: "Lu Fan, remember, the person who killed you is me, Leng Qianfeng!"
The blood is coming!
Leng Rushuang and several Eagle Claw disciples were about to scream with excitement.
"Is that it?"
A contemptuous voice made Leng Qianfeng stunned for a moment.
There was a hint of sarcasm in this voice...and a hint of impatience.
Then, he saw Lu Fan walking up to him happily.
Slowly taking a step forward, he easily avoided his most powerful attack and stood in front of him.
Leng Qianfeng was stunned for a moment.
How could Lu Fan pass through his dense attack network without being affected at all and stand in front of him?
Did I miss something, or was the other party too strong?
"Snapped!"
Before Leng Qianfeng could think about it, he was slapped and sent flying out!
"boom!"
Leng Qianfeng's body shook, and he flew backwards several meters like a cannonball.
Before he landed, Lu Fan's figure was already following him like a ghost.
"Snapped!"
Another slap in the face, and Leng Qianfeng, who was about to turn over and fall to the ground, was whipped out again!