The twelve people roared angrily and chased Wang Fan as fast as they could.
There was violent anger in their eyes.
As for the middle-aged leader, he was even more angry.
He didn't expect that after spending a long time talking, he would be tricked by Wang Fan in the end.
Wang Fan's move was a slap in the face. It was the biggest provocation and insult to him.
On the spaceship, Wang Fan's expression was a little unsightly, and there was some anger in his eyes.
At the critical moment when he was trying to reach the Supreme Realm, these people interfered with his cultivation. It was strange that he could not be angry.
If he hadn't been confident about dealing with the twelve second-level masters, he would have done it all in one go. Why would it be so troublesome?
Luo Ru also looked a little panicked, but she was obedient and didn't say a word.
“It’s really a dog-skin plaster, it’s endless.
"You disturbed my cultivation. I didn't even bother to settle the score with you. You were the first to come to me, and you refused to let me go."
"Huh, if that's the case, then don't blame me for going on a killing spree."
Wang Fan murmured coldly, and his mental power spread wildly. While checking the surrounding movements, he also looked for a suitable fighting venue.
Fighting alone on the second level of twelve noble realms is no joke.
It is already difficult enough to deal with twelve second-level masters. If he is restrained again and attracts more masters, his situation will be even more dangerous.
Wang Fan controlled the spacecraft to fly all the way. After running two to three hundred miles, his eyes finally couldn't help but light up.
Because along with the two or three hundred miles of running, the twelve monks were gradually separated from each other and no longer remained on the same level.
After all, even if they are both at the second level of Zun Realm, their strength may be high or low, and their speed may be fast or slow.
Wang Fan noticed this scene and deliberately slowed down.
While slowing down, the spiritual energy in his body was already surging crazily, the muscles all over his body began to tighten crazily, and he grabbed the shadow knife in his right hand.
If you don't take action, you must take out at least one person. Only in this way can the pressure be reduced.
"You new kid, if you dare to trick me, Yan Tu, I, Yan Tu, will definitely make you pay the price."
The middle-aged man at the head, Yan Tu who was chasing at the front, looked at the slowing down spaceship, clenched his fists, and had murderous intent in his eyes.
The spiritual energy in his body also began to surge wildly. During a burst of crackling, the majestic spiritual energy came out of his body and swirled around his body surface.
The powerful aura spread out at this moment, causing the space around him to begin to distort.
Along with the pursuit, Yan Tu was getting closer and closer to Wang Fan's spaceship. At a certain moment, when the distance between the two shortened to one thousand meters——
With a bang, the spiritual energy lingering around his body suddenly exploded. Immediately, his whole body was like a bomb, and his speed suddenly increased, shooting towards Wang Fan.
At the same time, he had also grabbed a golden halberd in his right hand. As the golden halberd was swung, it rolled up violent energy and smashed it towards the spacecraft where Wang Fan was.
The violent air flow surged, tearing the air apart, making a hissing sound, and a halberd light hundreds of feet long, like a madly roaring dragon, rolled viciously towards Wang Fan's spaceship.
"You are a shameless thing. Is it amazing to be on the second level of the Zun Realm? Look at how I will destroy you!"
Almost at the moment Yan Tu launched his attack, Wang Fan had already dodged out of the spaceship at the same time. While sneering, the shadow knife slashed out and directly used the Seven Kills Flowing Cloud Knife.
This time, it wasn’t five kills all at once, but seven kills!
The Seven Kills was something Wang Fan had just realized in the past five months!
The Seven Kills Liuyun Sword was used to kill seven people at once. Coupled with Wang Fan's current strength, the power was absolutely terrifying.
Although it is still not as good as the real Zun-level martial arts, it is almost the same.
The dazzling wave of swords swept across the sky and surged towards the halberd. The two energies collided in mid-air, causing a loud rumbling sound in an instant.
Under this huge impact, the mountains collapsed, the ground trembled, and the destruction was extremely terrifying.
Wang Fan's eyes were fixed on Yan Tu who was submerged in the smoke, and his mental power was already locked on him crazily.
As long as the halberd light is completely blown away, he will immediately perform a slash and kill the opponent directly with the most violent attitude.
Yan Tu looked at this terrifying storm explosion, and his heart became shocked.
Although he had already heard about Wang Fan fighting three second-level Venerables alone and destroying them all, seeing this scene with his own eyes still left him unavoidably shocked.
Is this a storm that a ninth-level king-level monk can display? Isn’t this too abnormal?
Even if someone at the ninth level of the King Realm performs high-level martial arts, it would be impossible to cause such a big storm, right?
Yan Tu thought this and his heart became more solemn.
If Wang Fan cannot be used by his Wuhai Sect, then he must not be retained!
Seeing that the sword and halberd were about to collapse, the spiritual energy in Yan Tu's body surged again. When his footsteps hit the ground, there was a loud rumbling sound and he killed Wang Fan.
This time, he planned to use his martial arts to kill Wang Fan.
However, before he had time to display his supreme martial arts, with a whoosh, a figure had already passed in front of him at an incredible speed.
At this moment, there was horror in his eyes, and it was hard to conceal the horror!
Fast, too fast!
How could Wang Fan be so fast at the ninth level of King Realm?
Just when he was shocked in his heart, his mental power suddenly detected a very faint white light.
The white light flashed away and could not be caught by the naked eye. If he had not strengthened his vigilance and kept his mental energy closely focused on the opposite side, he might not have been able to detect it.
Upon noticing the extremely faint white light, Yan Tu's expression suddenly changed and he was about to step back.
But at this moment, he only felt a chill in his Dantian, and then the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be released and began to flow out rapidly.
laugh!
Immediately afterwards, an extremely dazzling column of blood shot out from his Dantian.
A column of blood spurted out, more than ten meters away, and he fell from the air, his face turning gray.
He was crippled! He was crippled!
How can this be?
Despair, resentment, fear, and fear emerged from Yan Tu's eyes!
It's just that the despair, resentment, fear, and fear in his eyes have not completely dissipated, and his body has not yet completely landed. Wang Fan's big foot, like a steel whip, kicked him hard again.
Bang!
A loud noise!
Click!
Along with a scalp-numbing sound of Google breaking, Yan Tu spurted out several mouthfuls of blood and flew out.
Like a dead dog, he fell heavily to the ground a thousand meters away and fell into a coma.
At this time, Yan Tu had been crippled to the point where he could no longer be crippled and became a complete useless person.
At the moment when Yan Tu fell to the ground, whoosh, along with the sound of two breaking winds, two more people pursued him here.
They stared blankly at the scene in front of them, feeling dead in their hearts!
When they fell into deathly silence, Wang Fan did not miss the opportunity. He saw a cold light flashing in his eyes and rushed towards the two of them like lightning.