Boom!
There was a low explosion, and a thousand-foot-long sword struck the main peak, immediately splitting a crack in the main peak.
However, what disappointed Wang Fan was that although the main peak was bombarded with a crack, it did not collapse into pieces.
He really wanted to try it again, but unfortunately he didn't have time.
The three elders of the Yi Sword Sect had already rushed towards him with great momentum and launched fierce attacks.
If he continues to bombard the main peak, he will definitely be stopped by the three elders. Once he delays for a few more breaths and attracts the other elders and disciples to surround him, it will be difficult for him to leave.
Wang Fan made a quick decision and directly grabbed a dozen refined killing array disks. While some of them were blasting towards the main peak, some were blasted towards the three elders. ??
"Explode! Explode! Explode!"
Moreover, when blasting out the dozens of formation disks, Wang Fan also yelled countless words "Explosion".
Boom boom boom!
There was another series of low explosions. Under the self-destruction of the killing formation disk, the cracks on the main peak finally increased, and finally broke with a click.
At the same time, the three elders of the eighth level were also caught off guard and were knocked back several steps.
Wang Fan did not stay here longer, but took this opportunity to use his speed to the extreme and rushed out madly towards the outside of Yijian Sect.
"Where to escape!"
"If you dare to act arrogantly in our Yijian Sect, stop him!"
When the three elders saw Wang Fan trying to run away, they immediately became angry. While chasing him wildly, they let out ferocious roars.
They were very angry!
Someone actually broke into their Yijian Sect and destroyed their main peak. This is simply a shame.
If this matter spreads out, the Yijian Sect may really lose its majesty.
You must know that this main peak is the spiritual symbol of Yi Jian Sect. Now that the main peak has been blasted off, it is very heavy for Yi Jian Sect.
A blow?
Following the thunderous roars of the three elders, countless disciples and elders who stayed in Yi Jian Sect chased after him crazily. Many people even intercepted Wang Fan directly in front.
When Wang Fan noticed this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little numb.
He frantically activated the spiritual energy in his body, and while rushing outside crazily, he grabbed the shadow knife and blasted it out.
At this time, he didn't dare to hold back at all, let alone hesitate at all.
Hesitation is death!
The sword was slashed out, and the bright sword light tore out. In a rain of blood, countless Yi Jian Sect disciples were blasted away.
All the disciples whose strength was at the fourth level of the Sovereign Realm and below died tragically, and no one survived. Only those whose strength was at the fifth level of the Sovereign Realm or above were able to save a life.
But despite this, countless attacks still landed on Wang Fan, and countless streaks of blood mist were torn out of his body.
There was no way around it. There were simply too many elders and disciples of Yi Jian Sect, and so many people were attacking at the same time. Even Wang Fan was a little overwhelmed.
Not only that, but the most important thing is that these elders and disciples are all good at joint attacks, as if they are organized. Even if there are a large number of people, there is no chaos at all.
As a result, it would be even more difficult for Wang Fan to parry.
"Get out!" Wang Fan felt the injuries on his body, then looked at the dense crowd of monks in front of him, and while roaring angrily, he struck out with another knife.
Countless sword waves hundreds of feet long stirred up and struck hard at the hundreds of attacks in front, causing an ear-splitting roar.
Under the powerful killing power of Wang Fan's sword wave, countless elders and disciples were blown away and died miserably on the spot.
As for Wang Fan, he also had countless wounds on his body again, and his whole body had completely turned into a bloody man.
Wang Fan felt the injuries on his body and his heart felt cold.
His Dantian was also injured.
A ray of sword light struck his Dantian, almost tearing his Dantian apart.
But despite this, he felt that his Dantian seemed to have been damaged, and his spiritual energy was beginning to fail to rise.
The eight major sects are indeed powerful!
The Yijian Sect is only a relatively low-ranking sect, but it is so powerful, and this is even after more than half of its masters have left. Can you imagine how powerful the other seven sects are?
Thinking about it now, Wang Fan's plan to destroy the eight major sects is simply a joke, at least it is impossible to do it in the short term.
"Everyone, come together and take him down!"
"He is on the verge of death. He is at the end of his tether!" ??
"This guy dared to sneak attack on our Yijian Sect. We want to see who he is."
Countless ferocious roars came again, and countless elders and disciples rushed over.
Wang Fan looked at the elder disciple who was as ferocious and crazy as a beast, and his heart felt even colder.
However, he did not sit back and wait for death. Instead, he gritted his teeth and directly grabbed the killing spear.
For this reason, he could only use the killing rifle.
Although even if he uses the killing spear, it is probably impossible to kill the Yi Jian Zong.
But for him, even if he kills one more before dying, it will be a profit.
Wang Fan thought in his mind, and quickly grabbed the killing spear, and frantically activated the twelve-level restriction, and blasted it out.
Buzz buzz...
The violent killing force that seemed to be real swept across
When it came out, a killing cloud formed directly in the air that covered the sky and the sun.
After the killing cloud appeared, it was directly wrapped in countless gun patterns and swept towards the oncoming elders and disciples.
"What a terrifying killing force!"
"No, hide quickly!"
Several elders with higher strength felt the violent killing power, and their expressions changed drastically in an instant. While they frantically reminded the other elders and disciples, they immediately began to retreat.
But, where is it too late?
In just an instant, the murderous cloud covering the sky and the sun had already fallen on them with countless gun marks.
The moment blood splattered, all the elder disciples who came from Wang Fan were completely submerged by the murderous cloud, and only the rain of blood continued to rise into the sky.
After the killing cloud dissipated, nearly a hundred elder disciples of Yi Jian Sect had completely disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.
The harsh smell of blood assaulted your nostrils and was nauseating.
The other elders and disciples of Yijian Sect fell into a brief silence when they saw this scene, and for a while they even forgot to continue taking action.
On the other hand, Wang Fan had completely fallen to the ground. His face was as pale as snow, and he only felt weak.
He no longer had any strength left, and the spiritual energy in his Dantian was completely exhausted.
Not to mention continuing to escape, at this moment, he no longer even had the ability to stand up.
Wang Fan sighed. Just when he thought he was about to explain, something suddenly happened inside his body.
The mixed lines of Dao marks engraved in his Dantian like a mark actually began to swim in his Dantian.
At the moment when the mixed lines of traces were wandering around, his damaged Dantian also began to be repaired in a strange way.
At the same time, a strange picture also appeared in his mind...
This chapter has been completed!