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Chapter 960 What is the situation

boom!

A loud noise shook the world!

The Little Four Spiritual Formation was broken by Qin Fan with one sword!

With the perfect strength of the Sword Refining Realm, combined with the immortal sword body and the increase of the Heaven-defying Seven Steps, even if the Four Saints take the initiative to use the power of the Four Saint Beasts, they cannot defeat him!

After all, the power of the Four Sacred Beasts they can use is only a little bit superficial.

If they were the real Four Holy Beasts, it would be difficult for Qin Fan to compete with them now.

The four Holy Lords were knocked away, each spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

"He is so powerful!"

The four holy masters looked at Qin Fan with fear on their faces. The Little Four Spirit Formation was already the most powerful trump card they could use.

But Qin Fan still broke through, and now, they no longer have any trump card.

However, Holy Lord Qinglong was not in a hurry, looking at the melee with murderous intent on his face.

"First cut off Qin BeiJi's wings, kill all the masters like Bei BeiJian Sect, and then find a way to deal with him!"

Holy Lord Qinglong said sternly to the other three Holy Lords.

Holy Lord Xuanwu frowned slightly: "If we do this, once we lose, the four holy places that have been passed down for thousands of years will probably be ruined in our hands."

Holy Lord Qinglong snorted coldly: "Do you think, even if you don't do this, once he wins, will the Four Holy Lands still exist?"

"You don't have to worry too much. Kill all his disciples and completely anger him. Then we can take advantage of him!"

Holy Lord White Tiger nodded and said: "I agree with Brother Qinglong's suggestion. Since they want to be enemies of our four holy places, we don't need to be kind to women."

"Okay!" Lord Suzaku expressed no expression and nodded in agreement.

"Then let's do it!" Three of the four people have already agreed, and Holy Lord Qinglong no longer asks Holy Lord Xuanwu and directly makes the final decision.

After saying that, he rushed into the crowd first and rushed towards the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest was fighting fiercely with an elder from the Qinglong Holy Land when he suddenly felt a crisis coming.

When he saw Holy Lord Qinglong, it was too late to resist.

Moreover, there is a certain gap between his strength and the Qinglong Holy Lord. Even if he defends with all his strength, he may not be able to block the Qinglong Holy Lord's attack.

What's more, it's a sneak attack.

If I hit him, the old Taoist priest would definitely die.

"Shameless villain!" the old Taoist priest roared with red eyes. He punched away the elder with a goatee in Qinglong Holy Land and defended with all his strength.

At this moment, a sword light suddenly struck from the side. The sword light did not look powerful, even a little dim, but it made Holy Lord Qinglong withdraw his attack forcefully and retreat three feet!

"Thank you, master, for saving your life!" The old Taoist priest looked at Qin Fan who flew down next to him with a grateful expression on his face.

Qin Fan's eyes were dark, and there was a cold aura lingering around his body. The old Taoist priest standing next to him couldn't help but tremble in his heart: What a powerful murderous intention!

Holy Master Qinglong's face darkened. He didn't expect Qin Fan to take action so quickly!

If you don't do it once, you won't stop. Since you have already done it, there is nothing to worry about.

He turned around and rushed towards a disciple of the Arctic Sword Sect!

"court death!"

Qin Fan's face was expressionless, but his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost that could not be melted away. Two long swords, one black and one red, appeared in his hands.

Attack the masters from the four holy places around him.

"ah!"

For a moment, screams broke out everywhere, and Qin Fan, who was completely angered, completely transformed into a killing machine!

It's as if the swordsman emperor in the Immortal Realm who suppressed one party is back again!

The Qinglong Holy Master's eyes were splitting red. He had just attacked two Arctic Sword Sect disciples, but more than a dozen of the Qinglong Holy Land masters had died under Qin Fan's sword!

"Qin BeiJi, if you dare to kill the gatekeeper, aren't you afraid of a catastrophe?"

Qin Fan was not moved at all: "If you kill one person from my Arctic Sword Sect, I will kill all of your four holy places!"

As for Haojie, Qin Fan never believed in such a myth.

Holy Lord Qinglong laughed miserably: "Okay, then let's destroy it together!"

Holy Lord Xuanwu frowned deeply: "No, Qinglong is going to lose control!"

Holy Lord White Tiger snorted coldly: "What are you afraid of? He is going to destroy all our four holy places. We have to fight back!"

"At worst, we'll end up together!"

Holy Lord Suzaku looked at Holy Lord Xuanwu: "Don't worry, the Four Spirits Formation is here, everything is fine!"

"Let's do it. Now that we've come this far, we can't afford to lose this battle!"

Holy Lord Xuanwu sighed and joined the battle group again.

"Tang Zu, if you don't take action yet, when will you wait?" Holy Lord Qinglong shouted sharply.

Tang Zu on the side had a murderous intent in his eyes, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards a disciple of the Arctic Sword Sect.

Tang Zu was so fast that he arrived behind the disciple in almost the blink of an eye and slapped the disciple on the back.

The disciple who was fighting fiercely with an elder-level master from the Four Holy Lands was directly slapped away by Tang Zu.

Qin Fan frowned slightly and said with a cold face: "Seeking death!"

The speed of the two swords in his hands increased again, with full firepower, frantically harvesting the lives of the disciples of the Four Holy Lands.

A ball of yellow light slowly floated out from the disciples of the Four Holy Lands who died in Qin Fan's hands and disappeared into Qin Fan's body.

Qin Fan, who was killing among the crowd, noticed this change and slowed down his movements slightly.

These yellow lights are just like the things floating out of the two gatekeepers he killed earlier. They are small pieces of broken formations.

And as Qin Fan killed more and more disciples from the Four Holy Lands, he obtained more and more formation diagrams.

Even a corner of the array diagram was almost completed in his mind.

Qin Fan had never thought of this change, not even the four holy masters.

"How could this happen? He can actually absorb the gatekeeper's 'token'!"

Holy Lord Qinglong looked at this scene with disbelief. The yellow light emanating from the slain disciples continued to converge towards Qin Fan.

"Qinglong, let these disciples retreat, don't die in vain!" Holy Master Xuanwu said with fear as he looked at the battlefield that had turned into a Shura field.

Holy Lord Qinglong also understood that in terms of killing, the four of them combined were no match for Qin Fan.

He made a prompt decision and issued an order: "Everyone, follow me and retreat to the Holy Ruins!"

After hearing the news, those disciples were slightly stunned, feeling as if they had heard wrongly.

"Isn't it? The Holy Ruins are forbidden areas, and the Holy Lord actually asked us to retreat to the Holy Ruins!"

"Yes, isn't it said that there are extremely terrifying beings in the Holy Ruins?"

"Can Qin Beiji be as scary as in terror? If you don't go, just stay here and wait to be killed. I'm leaving first!"

One of the disciples glanced at Qin Fan who stopped temporarily, trembled with fright, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the Holy Ruins.

When the other disciples saw this, they immediately reacted and ran faster than rabbits one by one.

Qin Fan did not chase, but was digesting the word Holy Ruins.

At the critical moment, Holy Lord Qinglong asked his disciples to retreat to the Holy Ruins. Obviously, he relied on this place.

Holy Master Qinglong looked deeply at Qin Fan, gritted his teeth, and shouted: "Let's go!"

The four holy masters followed the disciples and flew towards the direction of the holy ruins at the back of the hall.

Everyone in the Li family in the distance looked at this dramatic change, and they were all dumbfounded.


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