"Elder Leng, you rest first, and leave the rest to me." Wang Fan said to Leng Yun, handed him another pill, and then looked at Han Zhong and the others coldly.
"Today, you are all going to die!" A cold voice came out, Wang Fan's figure flashed, and he killed Han Zhong in an instant.
He had no grievances with Han Zhong, but Han Zhong wanted to kill him in the Three Saints Sect that day. Such a big hatred must be avenged.
What's more, Han Zhong, as the top elder of the Three Saints Sect, betrayed the sect and colluded with outsiders to invade. Such behavior should be punished.
Therefore, the first person Wang Fan wanted to kill was naturally Han Zhong.
When Han Zhong saw Wang Fan coming to kill him, his eyes narrowed, and murderous intent emerged from his body.
He said coldly, "You want to kill me? Someone protected you that day and couldn't kill you. Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will help you."
Han Zhong said coldly, his aura rose crazily, and his hands began to dance rapidly.
Along with the dancing of his hands, a storm suddenly blew up in the space, and more violent palm prints condensed out, blasting towards Wang Fan like a mighty force from heaven.
Wang Fan sneered, and the spiritual energy in his body gathered crazily. He held the knife in his right hand, and saw the bright light of the knife flying across the sky, slashing hard with the knife.
Martial skills, Great Desolation and Sky-Destroying Slash!
The terrifying killing power of the sword spread out, forming blades of swords that rolled towards the palm prints all over the sky crazily.
Amidst a roaring sound, the palm prints all over the sky just persisted for a few breaths and then collapsed.
There was a look of shock in Han Zhong's eyes. How long had it been before the guy who looked like an ant in front of him could actually compete with him?
Almost the moment the palm prints were blown away, his figure began to retreat crazily. At the same time, his hands danced again and began to focus on the next attack.
It's a pity that Dao Mu's speed is too fast. Even if he retreats with all his strength and concentrates his attack with all his strength, it's still not enough.
The swords all over the sky struck him fiercely, and with a burst of hissing sounds, countless blood mist spattered from his body, and immediately he flew backwards.
One blow, serious injury!
Han Zhong fell heavily to the ground, the shock in his eyes disappeared, replaced by fear.
He had a hunch that if Wang Fan was not killed, Wang Fan would be in serious trouble.
But now, just how long ago, his premonition has come true?
Wang Fan severely wounded Han Zhong with one blow, but his expression was extremely calm, as if he had done something insignificant.
He still didn't hold back at all. He stepped forward and continued to kill Han Zhong.
"stop!"
"court death!"
However, before Wang Fan could rush to Han Zhong's side, the other two strong men at the ninth level of the Holy Realm had already jumped out, one on the left and the other on the right, and directly blocked Wang Fan.
From Wang Fan's previous strength, they already knew that if they did not join forces, they would probably die today.
"I, Wang Fan, want to kill people, and you can't stop me. Don't worry, I will take care of you after I kill the man named Han."
Wang Fan looked at the two people coming to attack him from the left and from the right, and a touch of sarcasm flashed across his lips.
The moment the two men's attacks were about to fall on him, he moved across the space and disappeared out of thin air.
The two ninth-level saints looked at this scene, looked at each other, and then looked horrified.
When they turned back, they saw that Wang Fan had appeared in front of Han Zhong.
At this moment, Han Zhong was even more shocked.
The laws of space are actually the laws of space!
He never thought that Wang Fan could control the laws of space, and he was so proficient in using them. There was fear and despair in his eyes.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" He roared crazily, burning his essence and blood to retreat, but it was too late.
With a whoosh, the shadow knife pierced the air again, and in an instant it was in front of him.
laugh!
With a sound, a head flew up, blood fell like rain, and Han Zhong died instantly.
At this moment, the whole place was dead silent.
Both Leng Yun and the other two ninth-level saints were completely stunned.
A ninth-level saint was killed by Wang Fan like this?
Incredible!
Truly incredible!
Especially Leng Yun, his heart was filled with turmoil.
Once upon a time, when Han Zhong wanted to kill Wang Fan, Wang Fan still needed his protection.
But how long has it been since Wang Fan has grown to the point where even he wants to look up to him?
"Next, it's your turn." They were stunned, but Wang Fan was not. After killing Han Zhong, he had already killed the two ninth-level saints at lightning speed.
Since it was a three-party invasion, these two people must be from the three parties.
No matter which one of the three forces they belong to, they all have a big grudge against Wang Fan, so Wang Fan will naturally not show mercy when he takes action.
"Arrogant people, seeking death!"
"A mere junior dares to be so arrogant. I will send you to hell right now!"
When the two of them saw Wang Fan coming to kill them, they couldn't help but scream angrily.
The aura in their bodies rose crazily, reaching the peak in an instant, and then they started to kill Wang Fan.
They are all high-ranking ninth-level Saint Realm powerhouses, and they are also veteran ninth-level Saint Realm powerhouses.
Now he is being provoked by a junior. How can he endure such humiliation?
Even if Wang Fan showed great strength, even if Wang Fan killed Han Zhong forcefully, so what?
They didn't believe that even if they worked together, they couldn't kill Wang Fan.
One person grabbed a large black flag in his hand. The flag was dancing, and black gas surged out, like a ghost, rolling towards Wang Fan.
One person grabbed a huge copper coin in his hand. As the copper coin was waved, huge bronze gears were torn out in the air.
The bronze gears rotated crazily, piercing the void, and rolled towards Wang Fan crazily as if they were trying to sweep away everything.
Wang Fan's eyes showed a strange look, but he was not afraid.
His figure flashed wildly, first dodging the attack of the black airflow, and then using the Space Teleport to dodge in front of the monk using the copper coin magic weapon.
The shadow knife broke through the air and swung out fiercely. The golden gears rotating at high speed in the sky suddenly stagnated, and then turned into light spots and dissipated.
But that person didn't give it for free. He reacted much faster than Han Zhong.
Almost as soon as the gear was shattered, the copper coin in his hand left his hand and flew towards Wang Fan.
When Wang Fan saw this, he moved his left hand and directly grabbed the red axe.
The ax light surged and blasted towards the copper coin. At the same time, he grabbed the shadow knife in his right hand and slashed hard at the black mist behind him.
With an ax in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, Wang Fan was actually doing two things at this moment!
A terrifying rumbling explosion was heard, and the three people retreated one after another.
The eyes of the two ninth-level saints looking at Wang Fan were completely dull.
Wang Fan fought one against two, but he didn't lose at all?
They felt that their old faces were burning and painful.
Wang Fan was also feeling very depressed. If it hadn't been for the strange black mist that made him suffer a little, he wouldn't even have retreated at all.
"Death!" With a roar, Wang Fan once again killed the monk who used the copper coins. He wanted to kill this person first, and then kill the monk who used the black banner.
This time, Wang Fan did not leave any escape route for himself, nor did he hold back at all.
The spiritual energy in his body roared like a mad dragon, and he applied it to the shadow knife with his right hand, and slashed out with 100% of his strength.