Wang Fan ignored the comments around him. At this time, he had killed all three enemies present below the eighth level of the Holy Realm, and extended his butcher knife to the eighth level of the Holy Realm.
Under Wang Fan's crazy killing, the scene was bloody and shocking.
He only slashed five times, and five strong men at the eighth level of the Saint Realm were killed.
Those five at the eighth level of the Saint Realm were like weak babies in front of Wang Fan, with no power to resist.
Looking at this scene, everyone was shocked.
Under the same level, Wang Fan actually killed all the powerful people in an instant. Where did this monster come from, where did this pervert come from?
The way they looked at Wang Fan was like looking at a monster or a god of death.
Under this violent killing, no one of the remaining eighth-level monks of the Holy Realm dared to step forward. Instead, they started to retreat with fear in their eyes.
At this moment, Wang Fan was so sharp that no one dared to compete with him.
They even doubted whether a strong person at the ninth level of the holy realm would be Wang Fan's opponent, and whether someone at the peak of the ninth level of the holy realm would have to take action to defeat Wang Fan.
At this moment, the entire square became eerily quiet.
Wang Fan was seen holding the shadow sword and stepping forward, while the dozens of eighth-level saints in front of him were constantly retreating.
Every time Wang Fan took a step forward, they would take a step back, as if there was an invisible push pushing them back, forcing them to retreat.
Since there are no monks at the ninth level or above of the Holy Realm here, no one can suppress Wang Fan at all.
"Weren't you very arrogant just now? Why are you not so arrogant now? Show off the arrogance and courage you had when you oppressed the monks of the Three Saints Sect. Let's go together. Don't let me down."
Wang Fan stepped forward step by step, staring at Zhu Qiang with his dark eyes, and uttered a cold voice.
The dozens of people from the eighth level of the Holy Realm looked a little ugly when they heard Wang Fan's words, but no one dared to step forward.
Facing Wang Fan, they had no intention of fighting at all and could only keep retreating.
At this time, how can they still be as high-spirited and arrogant as before?
"Boy, those who dare to kill me, the Luo Sheng Sect, are seeking death." Just when the scene fell into silence, a cold voice suddenly came out, and then a figure arrived.
This is a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, whose cultivation level is at the ninth level of the Holy Realm.
At this moment, his face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were staring at Wang Fan coldly, with no concealment of murderous intent.
He didn't arrive, he just left for a moment, and something like this happened here.
Especially looking at the square with piles of corpses, he felt as if a ball of anger was spreading in his chest, as if it was about to boil over at any time.
"Nie Mu Zhang is here, it's Elder Nie Mu."
"We're finally here. It seems we're safe."
"Elder Niemu, this man is arrogant and domineering, killing our people wantonly. You must make the decision for us and kill him."
Seeing the sudden appearance of the man in black robes, the monks from the three forces were stunned for a moment, and then became excited.
Nie Mu, an elder in the middle stage of the ninth level of the Holy Realm of Luo Sheng Sect, has extremely powerful cultivation.
At this time, Nie Mu stared at Wang Fan, his eyes extremely cold.
"Since you think I'm looking for death, why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and die?" Wang Fan looked at Nie Mu in front of him with disdain.
Although this Nie Mu is a strong man in the middle stage of the ninth level of the holy realm, he is far different from the three peak ninth-level saint realms he killed earlier.
Just by looking at his breath, Wang Fan knew that he was definitely not as good as Han Zhong.
How could Wang Fan take such a person seriously?
"As expected of Wang Fan who was able to kill the genius of the Luo Sheng Sect, he is indeed arrogant!" Nie Mu's pupils shrank, and he became even more angry.
He could clearly feel that Wang Fan's cultivation was only at the eighth level of the Saint Realm.
A mere eighth-level Saint Realm person dared to be so rude to him and so arrogant. He was simply looking for death.
"You talk a lot of nonsense." Wang Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with Nie Mu anymore and uttered a disdainful sentence, then turned around and killed Nie Mu.
With a whoosh, the bright sword light broke through the air, the violent energy storm stirred crazily, and countless sword lights appeared in the air instantly.
The number of sword lights continued to skyrocket, and soon they transformed into thousands of shapes. With a powerful posture, they blasted directly towards Nie Mu.
Nie Mu felt this scene, his face slightly condensed, but he did not retreat.
"Ice Armor, condense!" He roared, and in an instant, strands of ice light appeared out of thin air in his body.
The ice glow was densely packed and quickly condensed, forming an ice armor on his body in an instant.
Almost at the moment when the ice armor was formed, thousands of waves of knives came crashing down.
Amidst a rumbling sound, Nie Mu's entire body was instantly submerged by the wave of knives.
The infinite power exploded crazily, and the ice armor only lasted for a few breaths before it collapsed instantly.
After thousands of waves of knives tore through the ice armor, they violently agitated Nie Mu's body. Nie Mu let out a pained groan and flew backwards.
There were numerous cuts on his body, and bright red blood flowed down, stains dripping with blood.
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
Especially those from the three parties.
Their eyes were full of disbelief.
Even if they had some speculation, I am afraid that only a strong man at the peak of the ninth level of the Holy Realm can defeat Wang Fan.
But when they really saw that even Nie Mu, a strong man in the middle stage of the ninth level of the Saint Realm, was unable to do anything to Wang Fanzhi, they couldn't help but feel trembling.
This Wang Fan's combat prowess is too terrifying, right?
The mere eighth level of the Holy Realm can actually compete with the powerful ones in the middle of the ninth level of the Holy Realm?
After Nie Mu stabilized his figure, his expression turned extremely ugly.
As an elder of the ninth level of the Holy Realm of the Luo Sheng Sect, he was injured by a junior in front of everyone. What a shame is this?
The most important thing is that this is not an injury caused by a long battle, but an injury caused by a single blow. Relatively speaking, he feels even more humiliated.
"Are the ninth-level Saint Realm experts amazing? In my opinion, it's nothing more than that!" Wang Fan looked at Nie Mu and let out a disdainful sneer, before he killed him again.
His body was seen rising up in the sky like a roc. The next second, the shadow knife in his hand rolled up with infinite killing power and struck Nie Mu crazily.
Nie Mu's expression changed, he burned his essence and blood very decisively, and started to dodge crazily.
But, where is it too late?
The terrifying knife wave was like a long whip, striking hard on his body, instantly rolling up a bright mist of blood.
After three blows, Nie Mu was knocked to the ground and died tragically on the spot.
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked.
Especially those who have heard of Nie Mu's reputation.
No one thought that Nie Mu, who was in the middle of the ninth level of the Holy Realm, and Nie Mu, the elder of the Luo Sheng Sect, would be so vulnerable to Wang Fan's hands.
After Wang Fan killed Nie Mu, he also cut off the remaining eight levels of the Holy Realm. Then he looked at the monks of the Three Saints Sect and asked, "Where have the strong men from the three forces gone? Does anyone know?"
When the monks of the Three Saints Sect heard his words, they couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
What does this guy want to do? Is he planning to kill him?
Isn't this too crazy?
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