Zhuang Fan's body erupted with a shocking and thorough sword energy.
The terrifying coercion immediately shocked all the Yaochi disciples.
So that the divine power in their bodies can no longer continue to operate.
Everyone's figure is like a dumpling.
fell from the air.
He fell to the ground.
Big holes were made one after another.
Later.
Zhuang Fan directly raised his palm.
A big hand that covers the sky and the sun is condensed.
It carries an aura of despair and tyranny.
Smashed at those Yaochi disciples.
He slapped them into a pulp with one palm.
All vitality is cut off, the soul is broken, and there is no chance of rebirth.
Seeing how ruthless and decisive Zhuang Fan's methods were.
The onlookers were so frightened that they dared not speak.
Everyone subconsciously took a step back.
The body trembles instinctively.
Cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
Like raindrops.
The Saint of Yaochi, who was as cold as an immortal, looked at the Yaochi disciple who was slapped to death.
The divine light on his body was so shocked that it almost shattered.
There were waves of ripples.
It is no longer possible to maintain the state of the ancient well without waves.
Although there is a divine light covering his face.
But everyone could still feel the slightly opened mouth of the Yaochi Saint and the look of shock flowing out of her.
Originally, this time he brought so many disciples and strong men to hunt down the murderer who had killed the Yaochi elder.
I didn't expect that something that was obviously a sure thing would develop to this point.
As soon as they met, all the Yaochi disciples were smashed into pulp by each other. This caught her off guard.
After countless calculations, he only miscalculated the murderer's strength.
How can a young man possess such terrifying combat power?
I am afraid that even the older generation of strong men who have practiced for many years cannot have such strong combat power.
This time, I really went through strong winds and waves, and big rivers, but my boat capsized in a small ditch.
Even the aura emanating from the murderer made her feel a very strong sense of oppression.
I smelled the strong smell of death.
Even if she tried her best.
There is a great possibility that they are no match for this murderer.
"Little girls, are all the disciples of you Yaochi Holy Land such soft-legged shrimps?
Each and every one of them was worth as much as 2,580,000 yuan. Unexpectedly, every time they moved their hands, they would be filled with pewter spear points.
I can't even withstand the sword energy emanating from me.
Do you still have the nerve to come and provoke?
It's true that the birthday girl always drinks arsenic because he thinks his life is too long.
Now it is your turn.
If you surrender without mercy, I can still keep you alive.
If you are shameless and dare to fight to the end, then don't blame me for not knowing how to show mercy to women and destroy flowers with ruthless hands."
Zhuang Fan's cold voice echoed throughout the world.
An extremely cold aura emanated from his body.
Like a flood from a sluice gate, it sweeps across the sky.
A very strong sense of oppression was exuded, suppressing the Saint of Yaochi.
"Hmph! Zhuang Fan, you have killed my disciples from the Yaochi Holy Land one after another, and this time you have killed so many strong men. You and I are already mortal enemies. Stop talking nonsense and see what you are doing."
The Saintess of Yaochi exudes a majestic murderous aura.
The white dress on her body made a rustling sound, moving automatically in the absence of wind, with three thousand blue hairs flying, making her look like an ancient female murderer.
Although he knew that he was no match for Zhuang Fan.
But the pride of being a Yaochi Saint.
For the dignity of the sect.
He would rather die in battle than be captured without mercy.
Not to mention surrender or surrender.
at this time.
Bright divine light flowed from her body.
It illuminated the entire sky behind him.
Then, all the divine light merged rapidly.
A green nine-story pagoda is condensed.
Endless green brilliance flows down.
Form a body-protecting divine light.
Shrouded the Yaochi Saint.
Like gods and fairies standing in an invincible position.
Every move exudes a kind of great majesty and terror.
The power flowing down from the top of the pagoda is as heavy as hundreds of millions of miles of mountains.
The compressed void cracks.
Broken rapidly.
Forming patches of black holes and chaotic turbulence.
A very terrifying and fierce wind emanated from it.
Like billions of heavenly knives.
Flying wildly in the surrounding space.
It reduced everything around it to rubble.
"Hehehe... Is this your confidence to see Zhenzhang under your control?
Although you are a saint from Yaochi and have reached the realm of a half-step great saint, you are considered a leader compared with other young people.
But you are still weak in my eyes. If I want to kill you, I only need one sword!"
He glanced very disdainfully at the pagoda and the Yaochi Saint who were suspended in mid-air.
I noticed the terrifying aura emanating from them.
The disdain in Zhuang Fan's eyes was ready to come out, as if it were real, intense to the extreme.
Other young people may not have enough strength to compete with the Saintess of Yaochi who is half a step into the Great Saint Realm, so they can only let her be crushed.
But Zhuang Fan is different.
Don't look at it now that he only has the cultivation level of the sixth level of the Saint King Realm.
But if the Heaven-Slaying Dao state is turned on, all his attributes will be superimposed ten times.
This is definitely a very terrifying increase in strength.
besides.
There are also Caozi Sword Technique, Hongmeng Yijian, Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Palm... a series of powerful skills.
If combined with top-notch magical weapons such as the Hongmeng Emperor Sword and the Hongmeng Spear.
Then the power he bursts out can definitely push the Saint King Realm.
Even the great sage's breath-taking person is no match for him.
It's absolutely clear who will come and who will die.
"Stop talking nonsense, you killed my Yaochi disciples again and again. This account should be settled today, and your blood will be used to pay tribute to their dead souls!"
The voice of the Yaochi Saint was full of indifference and murderous intent.
The pagoda suspended above the head shook slightly.
A stream of brilliance fell down like a divine chain of great avenues.
Very terrifying power fluctuations emanate from these brilliance.
It's as sharp as a divine spear.
Directly penetrated the void.
Shoot at Zhuang Fan's head.
"Hmph, you are like an ant. Even if you try your best to burn your life soul, the power it unleashes will still be nothing in my eyes. Today I will let you feel what despair is!"
"Cao Zi...Sword Technique!"
Zhuang Fan's eyes were cold and he spoke coldly.
A three-leaf sword grass towering over the sky immediately appeared behind him.
The endless sword energy swayed along with the sword grass and fell down.
Billions of densely packed flying swords evolved and filled the entire sky.
"cut!"
As Zhuang Fan's voice fell.
Those flying swords all burst out with a speed that transcended the world.
Cut through the void.
Break through the barrier.
They all slashed towards the pagoda suspended above the head of the Yaochi Saint.
"Bang bang bang...boom!"
All of a sudden.
The huge collision sounded like billions of thunders, exploding and roaring across the sky and earth.