The crazy attack by nearly a hundred ninth-level monks was undoubtedly extremely terrifying.
Various powerful martial arts were displayed crazily from their hands, and the ear-piercing sonic booms in the air were like thunder that resounded incessantly.
For a time, the entire world was completely submerged by countless air waves, and the violent killing force spread crazily.
Seeing this scene that looked like the end of the world, Tu Yizhao was completely dumbfounded.
He never thought that Wang Fan would be so arrogant and directly provoke these hundreds of monks.
He never thought that these hundreds of monks would be so crazy.
Seeing the overwhelming murderous attack, his spiritual energy surged crazily throughout his body, and he shouted, "Little boys, grandpa will fight with you!"
However, just as he spoke, an extremely powerful aura suddenly emerged from Wang Fan's body, and then he saw Wang Fan holding a shadow knife and swinging it towards the overwhelming attack.
With this swipe, an extremely violent killing force instantly surged, and a wave of swords nearly a thousand feet long suddenly took shape, sweeping towards the dense offensive.
Although this wave of swords was not as dense as the attack of hundreds of monks, it was more dazzling, more brilliant, and more violent.
Boom boom boom!
The knife wave slashed down, and in the roaring sound, in just an instant, all the countless offensives were chopped into pieces and collapsed.
This sword seemed to come from ancient times, exuding unparalleled momentum and majesty.
Wherever it passes, no one can stop it and no attack can stop it.
The roaring sound was still resounding, and when the nearly thousand-foot-long wave of swords disappeared, more than half of the dense attacks of hundreds of monks had been cut into pieces.
At the moment when the offensive was cut off, extremely strong energy overflowed, and countless monks were affected, vomiting blood and falling to the ground with serious injuries.
"You are just chickens and dogs. No matter how many of you there are, so what? In front of me, you are still not worth mentioning." Wang Fan sneered disdainfully, and was quite shocked in his heart.
This was his first battle after breaking through to the third level of the King Realm, but this battle made him more clearly aware of the terrifying strength of the third level of the King Realm.
You must know that the sword he made earlier did not use any martial arts at all, it was just a random swing of the sword. But even so, the power was so terrifying, which was simply beyond his expectation.
The dozens of monks who were not injured couldn't help but tremble when they looked at the high-spirited, devil-like Wang Fan.
Powerful, really too powerful!
With one blow, he actually cut half of them into pieces with a full blow. This strength
"The third level of King Realm, you are actually the third level of King Realm?"
After being stunned for a short time, some monks finally noticed something and couldn't help but scream in shock.
As he spoke, the people around him fell silent again.
They couldn't help but gasp, and the sound of gasping was like a windmill turning, extremely harsh.
Wang Fan didn't speak, let alone answer. At this time, he had already swung his second sword.
The second wave of the sword instantly stirred up an endless storm again, and the rest of the offensive collapsed.
Several more people were affected and had backlash. They couldn't help but fly out, vomited blood and fell to the ground, their faces turned pale.
Shi Kun, who was hiding behind the crowd, turned pale and trembled all over as he watched this scene.
There was also horror and disbelief in his eyes.
The third level of King Realm is actually the third level of King Realm!
Although he had already made a guess, he still didn't really believe that Wang Fan would break through to the third level of the King Realm.
After all, this time span is too short.
Even if Wang Fan possesses the Dragon Flame Fruit, just refining the aura within the Dragon Flame Fruit will take at least a year or more.
But in fact, in just a few months, Wang Fan had already achieved a breakthrough.
"You bastard, you bastard, it's you again, it's you who ruined my good deeds. Just wait, I, Shi Kun, will kill you sooner or later!"
Shi Kun roared unwillingly in his heart, and without any hesitation, he turned around and dodged away into the distance.
At this moment, his whole heart was bleeding.
King Wuteng Fruit, that is King Wuteng Fruit!
As long as he can obtain the Wuteng King Fruit, his family can ask experts to refine the King-Breaking Pill for him after he returns. By then, it will be just around the corner for him to break through to the King Realm.
But now, all of this has been ruined by Wang Fan.
Without the Wuteng King Fruit, Shi Kun might not be able to break through to the King Realm in this life.
When Wang Fan saw that Shi Kun had chosen to escape, he hesitated slightly, but in the end he did not take action.
For the sake of Yan Qingxue, he let Shi Kun go again.
However, Shi Kun can leave, but others cannot.
Wang Fan looked at them coldly and said indifferently, "Since some things have been done, a price needs to be paid."
"You are chasing my friend Tu Yizhao and want to seize the Wuteng King Fruit and the best spiritual stones from him. Therefore, even if I kill you, you will be responsible for it."
Having said this, Wang Fan suddenly roared, "Splitting Cloud Sword Technique!"
Then, the shadow knife in his hand swung out wildly again.
The Cloud Splitting Sword Technique is only a Xuan-level martial skill, and is not very powerful. However, this kind of martial skill is extremely suitable for group attacks.
Therefore, he used the Cloud-Splitting Saber Technique without hesitation.
When those monks saw Wang Fan swinging his sword again, their expressions changed again!
There was regret and fear in their eyes!
The third level of Wang Fan Realm is simply not something they can deal with!
"Fight!"
"Let's go together and fight!"
"Run away!"
"Run away!"
Seeing that countless sword energy was split at that moment, and dense and dense attacks came in, the scene was completely chaotic for a while.
Some monks gritted their teeth, brandished their weapons, and chose to fight crazily.
Some monks choose to escape without hesitation!
The scene was completely out of control!
It's a pity that no matter whether they are those who choose to run away or those who choose to fight hard, their ending is the same.
The dense sword energy split into the bodies of nearly a hundred monks in an instant. With the spray of blood mist all over the sky, everyone died tragically in an instant.
Even those monks who had been seriously injured before were no exception and were still being mercilessly bombarded by the sword energy.
The red blood flowed out from the bodies of nearly a hundred monks, dyeing the ground and the heaven and earth red.
The entire space was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.
Wang Fan looked at the dead monks, waved his right hand, and a powerful suction force suddenly emerged, and in an instant, he put away all the space rings on their bodies.
Although these monks are only at the ninth level, this is the Sanhuang Palace after all, and they must have collected some resources over such a long period of time.
Naturally, Wang Fan would not let go of these resources easily.
Tu Yizhao stared at this scene blankly. Until now, his mind was in chaos and he could not recover for a long time.
The corners of his mouth were sobbing, his eyelids were shaking, and his heartbeat was racing, as if he was in a dream.