With a buzzing sound, Fang Chuan had already appeared outside the spacecraft, several kilometers away from Conrad and everyone, watching them lightly.

Conrad saw him with disdain on his face.

A weak person with the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, dare to appear in front of him?

Not only Conrad, but Conrad's men also showed contempt. They looked at Fang Chuan coldly, as if looking at an ant.

Conrad said calmly: "It turns out that you are fighting with us. You are very courageous, thinking that with the Nabu number, you can do whatever you want?"

He shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, you don't know how strong this world is. You are just a frog in the bottom of the well."

He paused, and then said: "I can give you a chance to hand the Nabu in my hands and let us go. Be my slave, even if it is my slave, it is far better than you are. A junk galaxy is ten thousand times better."

He smiled and said: "I have given you very good terms. If you do not agree, the Nabu number is mine, and you will be sold to those big slave owners by me. Then, your destiny No one knows how miserable it is!"

"Hahaha—"

"Don't you just kowtow to thank you, the captain has already given you good terms!"

Everyone could not help laughing.

But in fact, they all understand that the captain is a man who must report to him. How can the person who destroyed his spacecraft survive?

Even if you live, you will live tragically.

"Ha ha."

Fang Chuan laughed and said with disdain: "Your vision is too low. You are the Sansheng fortunate enough to have the opportunity to be my enemy. This should be your glory!"

He waved his hand and said, "Come on, let me see how good you are!"

"act recklessly!"

Connor's face showed a murderous look, this man not only destroyed his spaceship, but also was so arrogant.

His complexion seemed to be distorted.

He looked at Fang Chuan and waved his hand: "Kwent, get alive!"

"Yes!"

A man in a fire-red robe stood up. He looked very young, eating a chic long sword.

With a scream, he came to Fang Chuan a hundred meters in front of him.

He is a cultivator of the Sixth Level of Distraction Realm, and the weakest group among them.

He is also a slave.

However, he was full of disdain for Fang Chuan.

He sneered: "What qualifications do you have to be the captain's slave? If you become the captain's slave, it would be an insult to us!"

He said again: "However, I am sad for you, because you will know how terrifying the captain is and how terrifying his methods are!"

"Oh." Fang Chuan nodded lightly.

"you!"

Kunte was furious. Such a weak person could be so arrogant. He couldn't bear it. He raised a finger and said: "With one move, I will take you down and break your ignorant and fearless confidence!"

Huh--

Kunte moved, and a sword slashed towards him. The sword was like white practice, and it reached Fang Chuan in an instant.

Excellent swordsmanship.

The power of the Sixth Level of the Divine Realm is terrifying!

"One hand is enough."

Fang Chuan said lazily when he saw Kunte doing his hand, and then stretched out his hand as if he grabbed it casually.

boom!

In an instant, Kunte's sword energy collapsed, the long sword in his hand broke with a bang, and then the whole person was imprisoned by a force.

His face is full of incredible.

"How is it possible?" he exclaimed.

"This person's strength unexpectedly surpasses Quint?" Conrad's men also frowned, seemingly unexpected.

Conrad's face showed joy.

Like a sharp knife, he thought of selling Fang Chuan at a good price.

"I said, you are nothing but an ant."

Fang Chuan said lightly, then shook his head and said, "You can die in my hands because you have cultivated it in a few lifetimes!"

"You—" Quint felt the crisis, then despair.

"Goodbye." Fang Chuan uttered two words lightly.

Boom

With a squeeze of his hand, Quint, the sixth-level powerhouse of the Distraction Realm, burst and turned into ashes. The screams came out and stopped suddenly.

Then, he seemed to have never appeared before.

Fang Chuan stood in the air, looking at Conard lightly and said, "Your subordinates are just rubbish, you can do it, otherwise, you won't have a chance."

"Don't be ashamed!"

One of them stood up, he was a figure of the nine layers of distraction, and a right-hand man of Conrad.

He carried a knife, a knife like a sharp knife, and said coldly: "What qualifications do you have for the captain to kill a Kunt in a small area?"

He looked at Fang Chuan with a sharp knife in his eyes: "Let me kill you!"

"Sara, wait a minute."

Conard frowned, waved his hand, looked at Fang Chuan carefully, and then said: "It seems that the sharp knife died in your hand, not under the attack of the Nabu, right?"

His eyes were full of oppression.

Fang Chuan didn't use the power of nine candles and the power of fate, he felt a panic.

However, his will is strong and he is not afraid at all.

He nodded and said: "Yes, that bald head is dead, and his knife is still with me, do you want it? I don't have a preference for collecting enemy weapons."

Huh!

As he said, the sword of the sharp sword appeared in front of him, with a disdain on his face, and looked at Conard and said, "If you are smart enough, do it yourself. None of them have Qualify to do it with me!"

"Looking for death!" Conard was furious.

The hearts of Yandi and others jumped out.

They all knew that Fang Chuan was deliberately pretending to be arrogant and agitated Conrad and his men.

Conard relied on his identity and naturally wouldn't do it.

In this way, Fang Chuan can consume the power of these people in advance.

"Captain, I request to fight!"

"Captain, I also request to fight!"

The five powerhouses of the Ninth Layer of the Distraction Realm suddenly stood up and looked at Conrad one by one, extremely angry.

Sharp knife was their companion. Not only was he dead, he was insulted by Fang Chuan's weapon.

Not only insulted sharp knife, but also insulted Conrad, insulted people like them.

They can't wait to smash Fang Chuan into pieces.

Fang Chuan looked at everything in front of him, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said coldly: "All of you go on together, otherwise, you won't have a chance!"

Everyone was even more furious.

Conard frowned. He thought for a moment and waved his hand: "Sarah, you five come together."

"Captain?" Sara frowned, which was an insult to them.

Conrad said coldly: "This is an order!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

There was a fire in everyone's heart, and the anger was extremely extreme. They had no other place to vent, only to find Fang Chuan, the weak.

This arrogant weak man.

唰唰唰——

The five of them, holding weapons, came to Fang Chuan in a blink of an eye.

Fang Chuan smiled.

What he wants is this effect.

Not only did he want to trap and kill these five people in front of Conrad, but he also wanted to trap Conrad's half-step strong men and those behind them.

Waves of killing are the best for him!

Hum——

There is a sword in his hand, the ten-point holy sword.