"Wang Fan?" Looking at Wang Fan who suddenly appeared and the Gu family monk who was nailed in mid-air, the others all shouted angrily.
They never expected that Wang Fan would actually come.
You know, the world of monks is very cruel, and few people would take risks for their friends.
The reason why they did this was just to hold out a glimmer of hope.
Wang Fan looked at those monks, as well as Yin Xuan and Chen Hanyue who were nailed to the wooden stakes, and he was also furious.
"You scumbags are truly the descendants of those three despicable families of Guninghuang. If you can't do anything to me, what's the point of doing it to two women?" .??.
In anger, Wang Fan swung his hands out again and again, and soon pulled out the spikes on Chen Hanyue's two daughters.
When he realized that the long nails turned out to be soul-eating nails, Wang Fan was about to explode with anger.
He used a soft force to send the two women far away, and then angrily killed the group of monks.
These scum deserve to die!
The immortal energy in Wang Fan's body went crazy, and his physical strength was also operating to the extreme.
He waved the ancient divine sword in his hand repeatedly, emitting streaks of dazzling sword light.
"Chichichichichi" made a series of sounds. With just one charge, the heads of five peak Immortal Master cultivators flew out and were killed on the spot.
"presumptuous!"
"court death!"
"Senior Brother Zhao Xian, take action quickly!"
When the other monks saw this, they were furious and frightened at the same time.
None of them expected that Wang Fan would be so powerful, killing five people with just a few sword strikes.
Although there is an element of surprise in it, it also represents Wang Fan's terrifying strength.
Wang Fan, however, didn't bother to talk nonsense at all and went straight to kill the group of people.
There is only one word in his mind right now, and that is kill!
Zhao Xian also frowned slightly, obviously not expecting that Wang Fan would say anything about it
He took action, and he was so ruthless.
However, he naturally couldn't let Wang Fan continue killing, otherwise he wouldn't be like the three Guning and Huang families.
After all, he was paid.
Zhao Xian didn't talk nonsense. He suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Wang Fan at an incredible speed.
The long sword at his waist had been grasped in his hand at some point. The long sword shook and stabbed eight times in a row.
The eight sword rays were like eight long dragons, exuding terrifying sword power, and the space was cut apart with a screeching sound.
Dang-dang-dang made a series of sounds, and all eight of them hit the Ancient Divine Sword, causing Wang Fan to retreat continuously.
He retreated several thousand feet before regaining his balance and looked at Zhao Xian coldly.
When he came, he had already seen Zhao Xian and felt how powerful this man was.
However, he never expected that Zhao Xian would be so strong.
The previous eight swords were extremely exquisite, cunning and sharp, and their control over spiritual energy had reached an extreme level.
"Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?" Wang Fan did not take action, but looked at Zhao Xian coldly.
Zhao Xian stared at Wang Fan, his expression equally solemn, and said slowly, "Zhao Xian, who is eighth on the Eastern Region's Most Popular Ranking, takes people's money to eliminate disasters, so——"
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.
Because Wang Fan had suddenly disappeared from where he was.
"Not good!" Zhao Xian was shocked, and his mental power spread out wildly. But just as he felt the space fluctuations, Wang Fan had already appeared in front of another group of immortal monks.
The ancient divine sword once again bloomed with dazzling light, and the long sword was like a dragon, and it was cut down directly.
"God Slash!"
"Die! Die! Die!!!"
Along with the angry shouts, the ancient divine sword penetrated the chests of the three people again.
The three of them flew out directly and fell to the ground without breathing.
When the other monks saw this scene, they looked horrified.
Killed three more.
Wang Fan actually killed three more, and he killed them in front of Zhao Xian.
There was already a sense of fear in their hearts.
This Wang Fan is really terrifying.
Wang Fan killed three people and then looked at Zhao Xian and said calmly, "You have seen what they did. Is this kind of person worthy of your taking action for him?"
"No. 8 on the Most Popular Ranking. Is he so bottomless? He accepts all tasks and cooperates with all scumbags?"
Zhao Xian's face also turned cold, "You've gone too far!"
"Too much?" Wang Fan sneered and opened his mouth as if to speak, but the next second, he suddenly disappeared again.
"Again!" Zhao Xian was about to explode, and the anger in his heart had reached a limit.
The other monks were also scared to death.
Who died this time?
Soon they found out.
Wang Fan had appeared in front of the two peak immortals again, slashed out with his sword, and ruthlessly harvested their lives.
In front of Wang Fan, these peak immortals were like chickens and dogs, completely vulnerable to a single blow.
"You!" Zhao Xian really couldn't bear it anymore. He had never seen such a treacherous guy like Wang Fan.
This time he didn't talk nonsense. As soon as Wang Fan appeared, he held a long sword and killed him.
Wang Fan sneered and did not dodge. He grabbed the Ancient Divine Sword and swung the three swords in unison.
"Three consecutive slashes from the gods!"
With a roar, Wang Fan struck Zhao Xian with three swords. Zhao Xian was knocked back more than ten steps, but Wang Fan exploded again.
Backed a thousand feet.
He is currently at the seventh level of Immortal Master. Even if he can fight across levels, monsters like Zhao Xian are not that easy to defeat.
After all, Zhao Xian is a genius in his own right, and he is also a monster who can transcend levels.
Zhao Xian's expression was ugly, but he stopped talking nonsense and stepped forward again. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed again, blasting thick cracks in the air and slashing towards Wang Fan crazily.
Wang Fan's face was heavy, and the power of his bloodline exploded in an instant, and he slashed out three times in a row.
There was another burst of explosions, and Wang Fan retreated again, and the tiger's mouth was about to burst open.
This Zhao Xian is really strong, at least in a head-on fight, Wang Fan is definitely no match for him.
This is the period during which Wang Fan has made some progress in practicing the mortal sword.
If he had been practicing mortal sword before, he would have been no match for Zhao Xian.
Of course, this is not the opponent, it refers to the situation of hard challenge.
If he doesn't confront him head-on, then Wang Fan won't be afraid of Zhao Xian.
With his physical skills combined with his martial arts, he can definitely kill Zhao Xian.
It's just that you need to pay some price.
"A mere seventh-level immortal is actually so powerful. Let's come again."
Zhao Xian did not give Wang Fan any time to breathe, shouted angrily, and dodged to kill him again.
As a peak cultivator of the Immortal Lord, his immortal energy in his body is much richer than that of Wang Fan, so naturally he cannot give Wang Fan time to recover.
Even if he consumes him, he will consume Wang Fan to death.
Wang Fan, however, did not confront Zhao Xian again. Almost as soon as he came to kill him, Wang Fan had already dodged and retreated.
The next second, he appeared in front of several other peak immortals. The Ancient Divine Sword slashed out again, and those people all fell to the ground.
There was no way, they were no match for Wang Fan, even if they had been on guard and prepared.
This is the difference between ordinary immortals at their peak and monsters.
This chapter has been completed!