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Chapter 332

332,

Standing on the Iron City.

Ma Hong's gaze is incomparably calm. It's not that he can pretend to be plain, but that he is really plain. In his mind, the dead are just a group of tool people. As long as they can achieve their goals, his gaze has long been there. For the first time, I paid attention to the immortals of the four dynasties.

Although they were not far from the explosion site, they also evacuated immediately.

In Ma Hong's mind, they are the foundation of the four dynasties, the most valuable people, even if millions of people die, they are not as important as their few martial arts myths.

Looking at the flames soaring into the sky, Ma Hong said in a deep tone: "They deserved to die!"

Ma Hong didn't even notice that when he evaluated a group of tool people, a smile could not help showing on the corner of his mouth.

of course!

Even if someone found out, Ma Hong didn't care at all. In his mind, even if several times more people died, it would be true that he could replace Yandi Fanghan, a martial arts myth at the invincible level. It's so worth it!
Now that the plan has been implemented smoothly, why is he unhappy?
Those who watched from a distance saw the flames soaring into the sky, their hands trembled, and they said in a trembling voice: "It's all worth it!"

"Why do I feel like my eyelids are twitching all the time?"

"You're probably intimidated."

"is it?"

A few people with twitching eyelids asked their friends suspiciously. The other party looked at him for a while and felt that he was frightened.

The person whose eyelids were twitching couldn't help showing a look of doubt.

Looking at the center of the explosion, the sky is full of smoke and dust, the dark dust, and the continuously spreading high-temperature air waves are constantly spreading in all directions...

With poor eyesight, there is no way to see through the situation inside for a while.

At this moment, someone couldn't help asking: "Is Emperor Yan Fanghan dead?"

In an instant.

The person who spoke suddenly became the focus of the surrounding eyes, and he was so frightened that he couldn't speak very fluently, and asked: "Why, what's the matter, everyone, you are all looking at me like this, what did I say wrong?"

The people around looked at each other, and some people couldn't help but responded: "Do you think Yandi Fanghan can survive in such a situation? Do you think he is a god? Even if he is not bad in that place The center of an explosion is either death or injury, a narrow escape, do you think Yandi Fanghan has the ability to survive?"

Many people were also attracted by the conversation here.

More eyes focused on the young man's face, with different eyesight, which made the person a little uncomfortable.

The person who asked the question was a young man. The young man had attracted everyone's attention, and felt extremely awkward. After being told like this, his brain became hot, and he felt the blood rushing straight into his brain. He subconsciously opened his mouth to argue: "You've said it all, death or injury, close to death, isn't there a chance of surviving?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a dead silence around, and a needle could be heard falling.

When the young man spoke, he was still a little apprehensive, thinking secretly, wondering what kind of ghost he would be beaten up by later.

In fact, he was not too optimistic about Fang Han's survival.

It's just subconsciously young and energetic, and being so despised by others, I can't help but want to act unique.

Now seeing that the atmosphere suddenly froze, I felt even more flustered, and couldn't help but ask, "Did I say something wrong?"

"look……"

The person next to him didn't answer, pointing at the center of the explosion that was full of potholes.

Looking at the young man's eyes, he understood why the surroundings were completely silent and the needles could be heard. Such a scene was really shocking.

I thought that because of a slight negligence of Emperor Yan Fang Han, he was killed on the spot by the cruel methods of the four dynasties.

Who would have thought that he was still alive and standing at the center of the explosion, seemingly motionless, not moving an inch, but his body was clean, his clothes were all in the explosion, and they were baked into ashes by the hot flames.

Therefore, what he could see was Yandi Fanghan stretching out his hand, condensing a group of steel that was incinerated into molten iron by the scorching flames.

Then, the molten iron turned into a strangely shaped barrel, like a pair of bucket pants that are convenient for placing a loin-clothed python.

The upper body is kept clean, and the skin is so good that women are envious.

I could only see Yandi Fanghan stepping out from the center of the explosion step by step. This killing situation, which cost three trillion yuan to arrange, had no effect on him at all.

Not even a trace of skin burning!
"how is this possible!"

"How could he survive?"

"That explosion..."

"Is he a devil?"

"..."

In Iron City, everyone who witnessed Fang Han's figure gasped, and there were even more hysterical and unbelievable exclamations from countless people.

Some people even suspect that Fang Han is not a human being, but a devil in human skin.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how he survived such an explosion, and only burned a little clothing on his body, not even his skin was burned red. This is simply unbelievable.

Is this still something humans can do?

"That is……"

Standing on the wall of the Iron City, although he already felt that Emperor Yan and Fang Han would surely die, Ma Hong did not dare to take his guard lightly, so he focused his attention on the center of the explosion. When the center came out, Ma Hong's eyes shrank involuntarily, and he whispered to himself: "Supernatural power!"

Ma Hong's eyesight is not bad, so he recognized it. The reason why Fang Han was able to walk out of the explosion center leisurely, only lost some clothes, but survived unscathed, was entirely because of his body, which looked like his own destiny. Supernatural powers firmly protected his body surface.

That's why Fang Han was able to walk out of the countless wreckage of the explosion in a leisurely manner.

If Ma Hong hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fang Han's natal dharma was taken away, or there would be a misunderstanding, thinking that the one protecting Fang Han was Fang Han's natal dharma.

Even so, Ma Hong's heart was still incomparably shocked, inexplicably horrified, what magical power did Yandi Fanghan display?
When did supernatural powers become so terrifying? !
There is even a doubt in Ma Hong's heart that he is eager to answer. How did Yandi Fanghan succeed in cultivating such a magical ability to defend against terror?

It's a pity that no matter how many doubts Ma Hong has in his heart, no one can answer him.

suddenly!

Seeing Fang Han's footsteps, stepping on the high temperature step by step, walking out of the wreckage of the explosion, and approaching the Iron City, Ma Hong felt an ominous premonition, which caused his face to change dramatically. Then, desperately shouting to the left and right: "Quick, quick, quick, stop him, we can't let him go forward..."

The people around were all bewildered, not knowing why Ma Hong lost his composure so well.

"People who regard death as home are always admirable!"

At this time, Fang Han stopped by himself, and said in a calm manner: "In order to commemorate their bravery, unyielding, and spirit of sacrificing their lives for righteousness, I decided to send a bell to them to commemorate their memory." Be selfless, so that they will not be alone under the Nine Springs..."

Send a bell?
Many people heard this, and suddenly, a bad premonition rose in their hearts.It seems to have been shrouded in the haze of death...

　Thanks to the book friend 'My Zu' for voting for the monthly ticket.

　　
　
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