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Chapter 439 Dead
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Seeing that the coffin board was about to collide with the orange-yellow ball of light flying over from Fenqinggu.

Fang Han's eyes were fixed, and a ray of shock burst out of his eyes, because he saw clearly what was flying over from the Valley of Fenqing, it was actually a coffin!
If there is anything unusual, it must be that a coffin board is missing from the coffin.

The moment Fang Han saw the coffin, Fang Han didn't know why. It wasn't a lack of coffin boards at all, but that this was a whole coffin, but someone used some means to dismantle the coffin, and now the coffin and the coffin boards meet , seems to be planning to merge together...

The fusion of the two will definitely not produce any happy and happy things!

Seeing this scene, Fang Han's heart shrank suddenly, as if he was being grabbed by someone's hands, his figure flashed, and he appeared between the coffin and the coffin board that were about to be fused together, and punched hard Hitting it, it seems that the things that are about to be fused together will be blown up directly and abruptly.

Let you be all kinds of weird and scheming, and I will blow them all up with one punch!
Boom!
Fang Han punched out, and the coffin board and the coffin were psychic, knowing that they joined forces to fight against Fang Han, and the two collided violently with Fang Han's punch, and there was a loud sound like a big bell in the void.

The buzzing sound shook the void, and above the void, there was a faint trembling aftertaste.

With one punch, the coffin, which tended to merge, was directly broken into coffin boards and coffins, and flew away into the distance.

After only flying for a distance of several hundred meters, the two paused in emptiness, and then quickly closed the distance, as if there was an attractive force that wanted to force the two together.

Seeing this, Fang Han's eyes flickered sharply, his figure moved, and he appeared next to the coffin.

As if aware of Fang Han's approach, a suction force erupted from the coffin and the coffin boards, unexpectedly speeding up the fusion speed...

"presumptuous!"

Fang Han yelled, the violent light in his eyes flickered. People who knew him were shocked when they saw this scene. At this moment, he was full of majesty and seriousness, and he was completely gone from the gentleness, elegance and easy-going in the past.

Fang Han didn't care what others thought. He saw the coffin and the coffin boards, and under his loud shouts, he trembled slightly above the void, and then couldn't help speeding up the fusion.

Murderous intent burst out in Fang Han's eyes, and he punched again with little concealment.

In the void, there were bursts of air explosions.

Even though the space was very stable at this time, Fang Han still forced the air to explode. This time Fang Han simply poured out his anger, even though he knew that his mana would definitely be exhausted with this punch. Still without any hesitation, he used the Law of Yang to pour this punch...

The power of law is surging crazily!

Boom!
The coffin merged with the coffin board!
To be precise, they seemed to be psychic. The coffin board quickly turned and blocked Fang Han's face. The coffin turned to the back of the coffin board. A force merged together with a click, and Fang Han's fist hit the coffin board, making a loud noise like ringing a bell...

The sound spread in all directions...

Fang Han's face was filled with fury quickly, and the coffin board and the coffin were further integrated with his blow, which was undoubtedly a silent mockery of him.

"No one can laugh at me and live a good life!"

The anger in his eyes seemed to break free from his sockets and burn everything. Under the extreme anger, Fang Han let out a cold laugh: "You—why do you think that you will be safe and sound after laughing at me?"

"Only you—is it a coffin?"

As the words fell, Fang Han's figure disappeared into the void, and in the next moment, he appeared in front of the coffin, the distance between the two was only an arm's length!

The law of yang, the field expands!

After opening the domain again, Fang Han's body shook suddenly, his face flushed instantly, and he realized that his mana had dried up.

The coffin seemed to have sensed it, and seemed to have calculated Fang Han's magic power. It shook slightly, and made a provocative behavior that Fang Han seemed to have!

provocative?

Regardless of whether you are provocative or not, I think you are provocative!

"Since you dare to provoke me, do you really think I'm joking with you?"

Fang Han decided that he was provoking himself, his voice became colder, his flushed face suddenly faded, the coffin seemed to sense something was wrong, something was wrong with the atmosphere, and he seemed to turn around and leave.

--but!
It was already too late, and the coffin realized it just after flying for a moment, and he couldn't escape!

boom!
Turning around, the covered coffin board was facing Fang Han. However, it was Fang Han's fist that greeted it, a solid punch, and hit the coffin board.

A dull loud noise shook the void, and there was a desperate and shrill scream from the coffin board.

The screams were full of resentment...

Zizi!

It seemed that something was scorched, or something was burning, a large amount of white smoke was rising like money, and there was a "sizzing" sound like a barbecue...

Many strange auras such as coldness, resentment, and despair emanated from the coffin, all of which turned into white smoke under the mana of Zhiyang Zhigang.

The endless negative atmosphere seemed to affect Fang Han's emotions, but unfortunately, all the resentment, all the venom, all the despair, all the wailing did not affect Fang Han's emotions at all.

Just a trace of these strange energies spills out and is burned by the masculine power of the surrounding domain.

The power of the law of the most yang and the most powerful, burns all the negative breath.

The coffin was shaking constantly, as if asking why Fang Han still had mana, or as if he was trembling because of being hit hard by Fang Han...

Fang Han felt the tremor in his hands, one of his arms went straight into the coffin, to be precise, he punched the coffin to make it concave and protruding, the base of the coffin protruded directly, just like the bottom of the coffin It is a protruding sharp part in itself, which seems to be stamped by a fist...

Countless white smoke spread from the fist mark along Fang Han's arm, making a sizzling sound.

It was as if Fang Han's arm was the flame that burned the coffin...

Seeing this, Fang Han sneered at the corner of his mouth. He really thought that my mana was exhausted, so I couldn't use the law, so I had nothing to do with you?
How naive!
Looking at the deformed coffin, Fang Hangang still wanted to continue to wreak havoc, at least he thought he would be worthy of burning 800 numerical luck points to replace the consumption of mana...

As a last resort, Fang Han didn't want to expose himself so early, a hole card that could burn luck points and turn them into mana!
but!

Thinking of himself, after all, the weird coffin was left behind, Fang Han felt that it was worth it if his hole cards were exposed!
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