Hong Ran roared in anger, his eyes shining with blood-red light.

"Fang Cheng! I have already lost, what else do you want? I dare not agree to the appointment, right? You coward! You coward!"

"I, Hong Ran, are you 24 years old this year! Are you afraid? Do you dare to give me three years, and I will fight again!"

Fang Cheng sneered: "I am twenty-two today, an idiot."

Twenty-two!?

Hong Ran's eyes stood up and was dumbfounded.

He has always been proud of his age. At the age of just twenty-four, he crossed the boundary of the king and reached the imperial level.

But the square in front of me is...

"boom!"

Fang Cheng stepped on his feet and the deep pit exploded!

Under endless efforts, a large pit dozens of meters deep burst out, as if it had formed ice and frost condensed on the void paper, and clearly visible dust and gravel floated around the world.

Fang Cheng stepped out of a vacuum area!

"You really deserve to die."

Fang Cheng murmured, but it contained a deep chill.

The heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching in the illusion world, the broken body of the dark yi Sichen lying behind, Fang Cheng was reluctant to say more nonsense.

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

Fang Cheng grabbed Hong Ran's body, punched and kicked, hit the elbow and the knee, and hit the head hammer.

"Boom boom boom!"

Hong Ran's body trembled wildly!

Countless bones shattered!

Blood splashed out!
Chapter completed!