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An explosion sounded, and huge rocks exploded and splashed everywhere. Jiang Xiuwen walked out of it, with blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, and a piece of his forehead was cracked, dripping with blood.

"Very good, you're fine!" He was trembling all over, his luxurious clothes became torn, his face was dusty and dirty.

"I didn't expect an ant to shake a big tree. I despise you too much. You are qualified to make me serious."

He was not doing anything, but was delaying time. He was hit hard in his head, had a concussion, and now he felt a little dizzy and needed a rest.

"But next, I won't let you go, I will let you die miserably." He recovered, and now his eyes were staring at Meng Fan with a cold look.

A fire light surged into the sky from his body, soaring into the sky, burning the rocks behind him red.

"I will let you understand that you are not worthy of her."

Only with a "boom" sound, Jiang Xiuwen stepped heavily on the ground, turning into a red lightning and flew out. Flames were burning all over his body, and the flames covered his body and became his armor.

"Class leader, he committed a foul!" The villagers of Shi Village exclaimed. They felt a trace of fluctuations in the Spirit God Realm from Jiang Xiuwen.

"No, not yet." The patriarch said calmly, "The peak of the Tibetan God Realm, half-step spiritual god, has not committed a foul."

"But Xiaofan is only in the middle stage of the Tibetan God Realm. He is still bullying the small with the big and defeating the strong with the weak." The villagers said angrily.

"We only said that it was a battle in the same realm, but we did not say whether it was a big realm or a small realm." The patriarch realized that what he said before might have fallen into the demographic, causing trouble for Meng Fan.

"What should I do? Just watch him cheat?" the villagers said dissatisfied.

"Just let's take action together and destroy all the people and make them arrogant." A villager shouted. He had long seen the group of people unhappy and always showed a lofty attitude.

"Aba, Aba!" the mute also shouted, saying that he took the lead and smashed them flat with one blow.

"Yes, I'll pull the scalper over here too. He has eaten so much meat, so it's time to exert some effort. Xiaofan is its friend."

The folk customs in Shicun are really fierce. They will beat people without saying a word, and they will beat people together.

"Shut up!" The patriarch shouted coldly, "Xiaofan didn't say anything, you started to mess up first. I think Xiaofan can win."

"Yes, Brother Xiaofan will definitely win." Shi Ping also shouted from the side.

On the other hand, Jiang Xiuwen launched a crazy attack on Meng Fan. He relied on his cultivation level at the peak of the Tibetan God Realm to fight against Meng Fan, which made Meng Fan suffer a considerable loss.

"Hahaha! Where did that ruthlessness go just now?" He punched again, forcing Meng Fan and him to fight head-on.

"Cowboy, coward, ant. You're fighting back!"

The flames on Jiang Xiuwen's body became increasingly strong, and there was a faint tendency to turn into substance.

"Bang"

Jiang Xiuwen's palm collided with Meng Fan's fist again, like a golden crow roaring, spreading in the air, spewing terrifying flames.

A burst of divine light burst out between the two, and Meng Fan was beaten to the point of flying backwards. Jiang Xiuwen made another palm, bursting out one after another, and the fist shadow flew, and his movements were as fast as lightning, and he rushed towards Meng Fan.

Meng Fan was shocked. The other party's palm was very hard, and the flames in his palm turned into protective gear to bless the other party's strength and defense.

However, Meng Fan was not seriously injured. He opened the Immortal Sutra. His body was extremely powerful and difficult to be injured. Even if he was injured, he could recover quickly. His endurance was so long that it was shocking.

Jiang Xiuwen's eyes were cold, and the flames in his hand turned into protective gear, which could bless power and defense, increase palm power, and instantly kill people.

But I never thought that Meng Fan's body was so powerful that he had no achievements and was so scary that he was shocked.

The opponent's body was too strong, and the damage caused by his attack was small, which even made him feel the urge to understand the seal, and he had to crush him and kill him with his spiritual god realm cultivation.

"Ant, die for me!" He kept bombarding forward, not giving Meng Fan a chance to counterattack, and wanted to drag Meng Fan to death slowly like this.

"boom!"

Meng Fan grabbed the gap between Jiang Xiuwen's punch and punched him hard. The fist emitted a dazzling light, shaking out a vast ocean of force, trying to smash Jiang Xiuwen's palm.

"It's useless, my Red Xuan Armor is far from destroying you." Jiang Xiuwen sneered.

Red Xuan Armor?

Meng Fan was stunned. Isn’t the Red Xuan Armor worn by Mu Shengxue? Why is it also called Red Xuan Armor transformed by the flames of Jiang Xiuwen?

He looked at Mu Shengxue secretly, and Mu Shengxue woke up suddenly, sent a message to Meng Fan, and said, "The Chi Xuan Jia is the magic weapon of the Jiang family. It can be contained in the body. You only need to activate the spell to summon it, and its defense is amazing. My Chi Xuan Jia is the token of the Jiang family when I was born."

Mu Shengxue paused and then explained: "I am marrying him and I don't like him."

Meng Fan nodded slightly to express his understanding.

"Since they are both Red Xuan Armor, their weaknesses should be the same."

Mu Shengxue once borrowed Chi Xuanjia from Meng Fan, so Meng Fan's weaknesses to Chi Xuanjia are clearly clear.

Amid the clanging sound, a red cloud fell on Jiang Xiuwen, and the flames on his body were also vigorous, and finally all turned into substance, dazzling.

Everyone's eyes condensed. The red armor was so powerful and domineering, red like a cloud of clouds, like a sacred suit.

This set of red metal armor covered his body, protecting him tightly, like a god-like man, majestic.

"Ant, die!" Jiang Xiuwen put on the red armor and thought that his defense was amazing. He was far from being able to destroy an ant like Meng Fan, and it was even more impossible to hurt him. So he became unscrupulous and actually raised his foot and stepped on Meng Fan's face, humiliating him fiercely.

"Good opportunity!" Meng Fan was secretly happy and flew forward to face Jiang Xiuwen's raised foot. Just as he was about to touch, his right foot stomped at the bluestone beside him, and his whole body quickly moved three inches. Then he turned around and came behind Jiang Xiuwen and hit him with an elbow.

"boom!"

Jiang Xiuwen felt a heavy blow on his back, which made his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys roll, and suffered considerable internal injuries.

"Ant!"

Jiang Xiuwen is not an ordinary person. He was able to come back to his senses under this heavy blow. While falling forward, he used his hands as a support point, and suddenly raised his legs and kicked them "dially" towards Meng Fan's face.

Meng Fan was also beaten to the point of being at a loss, so he had to raise his arms to protect him in front of him, crossing his legs against Jiang Xiuwen's legs.

"boom!"

Both of them were injured, one suffered a little internal injury and the other suffered a little external injury. Both saw some blood, but neither of them was injured.

"It's really thick-skinned." Jiang Xiuwen cursed. Unexpectedly, Meng Fan was so difficult to deal with. He was like a candy that could not be chewed, and he couldn't swallow it, and he was particularly sticky.

"Each, each other." Meng Fan replied with a smile. He only felt that Jiang Xiuwen was stronger than the Cang Wolf King and the Wild Boar King he had dealt with before, and the attack was very organized and seemed to have flaws, but in fact it was a trap he deliberately left behind.

"But, Jiang Tiancai. You can't win me like this." Meng Fan laughed. If the final result is a draw, he would definitely win by a person with a lower level.

Jiang Xiuwen's face turned pale. He thought he could win the opponent quickly, but he didn't expect that after so many battles, even the Red Xuan Armor was summoned and he could not win the opponent.

"Mao egg."

He only felt his face burning. After all, Mu Shengxue was watching from the side. His fiancé could not beat a wild boy without a sect.

"You have angered me, it's ugly to die next." Jiang Xiuwen said coldly.

"You have said this before. Do you have to repeat the important words three times?" Meng Fan laughed, meaning that Jiang Xiuwen would be angry and angry again, and said the same words for the third time.

"Ant, die!"

"You have said this several times."

Jiang Xiuwen stopped talking nonsense, jumped up, then dived directly, condescendingly, and punched him.

"boom!"

Meng Fan poked out his arm to block it, and the divine light burst out from the collision, bursting out an even more fierce and fierce aura. Jiang Xiuwen's fist was burning, bursting out endless rays of light, like wisps of light jumping.

A mountain next to it was directly cracked and burst out.

At the same time, Meng Fan's arms suddenly entangled in the other party's fist and kicked out with his right foot from the ground. He wanted to kick Jiang Xiuwen to death at close range, which was very fierce and fierce.

During a duel, you cannot hold back. You must have the determination to kill the opponent, otherwise you will die.

Jiang Xiuwen was shocked. The red armor covered with fists quickly changed into flames, leaving a gap, and suddenly pulled the fist back from Meng Fan's arms, and then he burst out.

"boom!"

Jiang Xiuwen retreated very quickly, but Meng Fan was still kicked on his arm, kicking heavily on the Red Xuan Armor, kicking the Red Xuan Armor on his arm into a crack.

It can be imagined that without the protection of Chi Xuan Armor, Jiang Xiuwen's arm would have been destroyed.

Jiang Xiuwen's face was gloomy. He was already very careful, but unexpectedly, his opponent still seized the opportunity and took a blow.

This time it was Meng Fan's turn to take the initiative to attack. He stepped on the ground again. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front and raised his fist. If the Dao Bell was roaring, there were ripples all over his body.

"boom!"

Jiang Xiuwen faced the attack and fought against Meng Fan. There was a yellow bell-like trembling sound between the two, resounding throughout the world, with an extremely powerful force.

Meng Fan snorted coldly, raised his other arm and smashed it hard, shaking it hard. Jiang Xiuwen acted as a defensive look, and the red black armor was covered with cracks, and it was almost broken down.

A punch was blocked, Meng Fan thrust his legs with the flow, and his legs rotated like a windmill, directly sweeping across the opponent's waist. His legs collapsed straight, like a steel whip, crystal clear, and a dazzling light was beating.

"Click!"

The red armor on Jiang Xiuwen's body was finally shattered, turning into pieces of fragments and falling to the ground. He also flew backwards, spurting a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, and some internal organ fragments were mixed with.

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Chapter completed!