Looking at the Yaochi disciples who were angered and rushed over.
Zhuang Fan's face was filled with disdain.
He raised his right hand slightly and pointed it like a sword, and a sword energy flew out from his fingertips.
It's brighter and brighter than the moon in the sky.
at the same time.
It also exudes a terrifying aura that makes people shudder.
Directly splitting the void along the way.
A deep crack forms.
He slashed at the Yaochi disciples who were rushing towards him and the mountains that were suppressing them.
"Bang!"
Just a little contact.
The sacred mountain with unparalleled suppressive power is like tofu, made of paper.
He was split in half by the sword energy.
Then the castration continued, directly piercing the eyebrows of the Yaochi disciple.
"puff!"
All of a sudden.
Red and white blood sprayed from the wound.
The vitality in the Yaochi disciple's body quickly dissipated.
They were all strangled by the sword energy, and not a single drop was left.
Just the blink of an eye.
It turned into a cold corpse.
He no longer has the ability to maintain his figure standing in the sky.
Falling from the sky.
Like a broken sack filled with sand.
He fell hard to the ground.
A deep hole was created.
The dust stirred up and filled the sky.
"This...this Yaochi disciple, who is at least the sixth level of the Saint King Realm, was actually killed by a sword energy that this young man from the human race randomly slashed out?"
"Why do I feel that this guy is more cruel and ruthless than the three descendants of the Nine Great Bandits? He actually pierced the eyebrows of that Yaochi disciple, and wiped out all the vitality and soul in his body, without even a chance of rebirth."
"I swear, if I encounter this guy in the future, I will definitely take a detour. Even if I force myself to the Yaochi Holy Land, I will not conflict with this guy."
"That's right, compared to the people from Yaochi Holy Land, this guy's attack is too ruthless. He will kill with one strike without giving his opponent a chance to resist or escape."
"..."
Those who came to watch the battle happened to see Zhuang Fan showing off his might.
He actually killed a disciple of Yaochi who was in the sixth level of the Saint King Realm with one strike of his sword energy.
Saw this shocking picture.
Everyone's pupils instantly dilated to the extreme.
Both eyes were filled with shock.
Everyone's mouth is open enough to fit two fists.
Full of disbelief.
I never expected that this human boy was so powerful.
Killing a monk in the Saint King realm is as easy as crushing an ant.
If they had a conflict with such a freak, they would definitely die without even the slightest chance to escape and beg for mercy.
I'm afraid that when the time comes, he will die more simply and quickly than this Yaochi disciple.
at this time.
In everyone's mind, Zhuang Fan's danger level has been raised to an extremely high level.
He has been regarded as a ferocious beast in human form.
After all, in the eyes of these creatures of all races, the human race has always been synonymous with weakness. Even if there are a few geniuses appearing from time to time, there are no young people who can possess such terrifying combat power.
No one can kill a strong man in the Saint King Realm so easily and casually.
You must know that no one is a simple person who can become a Saint King. Whether it is cultivation or combat power, he is already at the forefront of many creatures.
Even the power of the physical body alone has reached a state where it is difficult to repair and destroy, and it can be restored and healed anytime and anywhere.
But now when facing the sword energy struck by Zhuang Fan, the Yaochi disciples seemed to have turned into mortals.
The proud body of the Saint King did not play any protective role.
A sword pierced his forehead.
It seems easier than killing chickens and fishes.
"Saint Maiden of Yaochi, it's better to get rid of these useless fellow disciples of yours. With their fighting power, I can knock them all to pieces with just a move of my finger.
I will give you a chance now. Surrender and become my slave. I can give you a way out.
Otherwise, I will have to send you on your way myself."
The indifferent voice resounded throughout the world.
transmitted a long distance.
Like an explosion of thunder.
It echoes between heaven and earth for a long time.
Zhuang Fan put his hands behind his back.
Raise your head slightly.
Look up at the sky at forty-five degrees.
The clothes on my body float automatically without any wind.
The hair that hangs down to the waist is flowing with divine light.
The figure, as straight as a sword and as tall as a pine tree, exudes a very powerful aura.
The whole person looks like an unsheathed divine sword.
A sword light burst out from his body that penetrated the clouds and reached the sky.
It exudes billions of extremely sharp edges.
Shattered the mountain peaks, white clouds, void...
Just by condensing it, without any stimulation, there is a kind of great terror that is difficult to resist.
Just one glance can make many people feel fear, tremble, and feel like their livers and gallbladders are about to be broken, and they are full of uncontrollable panic.
"Plop! Plop..."
at this time.
Among the crowd watching the game.
Some people who were not strong in cultivation fell to their knees directly on the ground.
The body was shaking like chaff.
Cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.
The clothes on his body got wet instantly.
The water is dripping.
It looks like it was just fished out of the water.
Even the ground beneath my feet was soaked.
And those Yaochi disciples who bore the brunt were even more unbearable.
Under the oppression of those terrifying sword energies.
The divine power in the body cannot function smoothly.
It seemed like it was cut off by those sword energies.
I can no longer control my body.
It's like making dumplings.
Falling from the sky.
He fell heavily to the ground.
The smashing dust was everywhere and the smoke filled the air.
All the disciples of Yaochi were hit so hard that their bones were broken, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen.
He no longer has the previous image of a detached, otherworldly fairy.
They were all lying on the ground in a miserable state.
The white dress was stained with mud.
The black hair that was originally meticulous and high on the temples became messy and draped down, like a crazy woman.
Holding his broken arm and thigh... he lay on the ground and kept rolling, making a shrill scream, like a wailing scream from a ghost.
See the situation.
The look of disdain on Zhuang Fan's face became even more intense.
Raise your palm slightly.
The spiritual energy filling the world surged in.
A big hand that covers the sky and the sun is condensed.
Suppressed from heaven.
All the Yaochi disciples were covered under his palms.
"boom!"
There was a deafening roar.
The screams of those Yaochi disciples suddenly stopped.
He was directly shot into a pulp, and his body and soul were destroyed.
"hiss!"
"What the hell! What did this brother eat to grow up? Why is it that he is obviously a weak human race, but he can explode with such terrifying fighting power?"
"While talking and laughing, the guns and oars were turned into ashes. This brother is really a role model for our generation. If I could have such a strong combat power, I would laugh out of my dreams."
"..."
Everyone watching the battle took a deep breath.
He looked at Zhuang Fan who killed all the Yaochi disciples with one palm.