Chapter 1420 Differences
If it weren't for his strength now, he would have done it himself!
Of course, from Haoyun's point of view, even if he was personally responsible, he would definitely not be an opponent.
After venting his temper, Haoyun, the son of the pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion, walked out of the door silently, and then flew over... He also wanted to see what the situation was.
Returning to Jiangcheng again, Fang Fan couldn't help showing a hint of excitement on his face.
The building here is still the same as before, not much has changed.
Looking at it from a distance, there is a mighty bunker on top of the tallest building. Above the bunker, laser cannons are deployed neatly and uniformly.
In the past, this war fortress protected the entire Jiangcheng and killed countless zombies and demonized beasts for Jiangcheng.
And now... it's just a display.
Because at this moment, the artillery fire from the laser cannons on this war fortress has almost no lethality to everyone...
Any King Realm cultivator can easily catch laser cannonballs with his bare hands...
The building remains the same, but the situation here has already changed dramatically!
In the entire Jiangcheng, there is not a single human race alive!
On the streets, I felt a strong bloody smell!
The remaining cultivators in Jiangcheng all fled to the Acropolis branch temple to escape, but those who did not have time to transfer were mostly killed, a small number were captured, and then branded and sent to the warship, waiting for their fate to become slaves!
"Human race, never be a slave!"
Fang Fan's eyes instantly turned blood red, and the fireworks of revenge rose wildly in his mind! This idea is also gradually rising...
Revenge... became his only will at the moment!
"Who are you? Don't you know that this is the territory of Haotian Pavilion?"
Wearing a gray robe, the Haotian Pavilion protector Beilin strode over with a look of contempt in his eyes.
He saw Fang Fan at first sight, and then felt that he was only a low-level quasi-sanctuary, and instantly let go of his vigilance.
Low-level quasi-sages are no threat to him!
"Haotian Pavilion?"
"Ha ha……"
"This is the site of my human race! It is the site of my emperor's palace!"
"It's useless to tell you this... it's useless!"
"Because you guys are... going to die soon!"
Fang Fan took out the four-star holy sword and wiped it gently in the palm of his hand.
The blood debt is destined to be repaid with blood!
"Are you a human race?"
"The human race still has a genius like you?"
"Not bad... not bad... so bone age can be promoted to the quasi-sanctuary... very good!"
"I will give you a chance to become my war slave, and I will spare your life!"
Haoyun, the son of the pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion, strode forward and nodded proudly after seeing Fang Fan.
"You shouldn't know my identity yet. I am the parent and son of the pavilion master of Haotian Pavilion! I am Haoyun, and now I am the master of this plane!"
"It is your great honor to be my war slave!"
As Hao Yun spoke, the arrogant look on his face became more and more.
Fang Fan was silent, because talking to the dead is meaningless.
When his sword is wiped clean, there will be blood!
"Young Master Yun, they killed Sean and killed hundreds of thousands of practitioners in our Haotian Pavilion. They must die!"
"They are not qualified to become war slaves!"
Haotian Pavilion Protector Bei Lin glanced at Hao Yun indifferently, and then said directly.