Huang Zhao, holding a spear, arrived in front of Wang Fan in an instant and pointed out crazily.
Wang Fan's expression changed slightly, and without any hesitation, he gave up the attack on Ningbei, spun his body, and slashed backwards with the Ancient Divine Sword.
With a bang, the spear collided with the ancient divine sword, causing an explosion, and Huang Zhao fell back hundreds of feet in an instant.
"you wanna die!"
However, Wang Fan had no intention of giving up. Instead, he roared angrily and used Space Teleport to disappear from the spot.
Huang Zhao's expression changed drastically, and his aura began to expand crazily, forming layers of defense on his body surface.
Wang Fan's huge space shift is really a great threat to them. If they are not careful, it will be fatal.
However, Huang Zhao's expression soon changed.
Because Wang Fan did not kill him, but towards Ningbei in the distance.
I saw Wang Fan appear from behind Ning Bei, the ancient divine sword set off the sun's rays, and slashed towards his head.
Ning Bei, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt this scene, and his face suddenly turned ugly.
"No!"
He roared and dodged frantically.
But despite this, the ancient divine sword still struck his left arm, and with a scoff, the entire left arm was cut off.
Both arms were crippled, and Ningbei's combat power was suddenly greatly reduced.
Wang Fan seized this opportunity and rushed forward crazily.
Ning Bei and Huang Zhao are both the strongest among the strong.
Since this kind of person has become an enemy, Wang Fan will definitely not let him go.
Wang Fan frantically used the God Slash, completely ignoring the consumption.
The rumbling sounds kept coming, and the space was about to be torn apart with cracks.
Ning Bei, who had lost his arms, was unable to stop Wang Fan's violent attack.
After just a few blows, his body was broken and he no longer had the power to resist.
"Ahhh! Huang Zhao, you deserve to die!"
Ning Bei's eyes showed despair, and he roared unwillingly.
He did not resist Wang Fan's attack, but looked coldly at Huang Zhao not far away, with incomparable resentment.
In his opinion, he did not die in the hands of Wang Fan at all, but in the hands of Huang Zhao.
Wang Fan suppressed him and beat him for such a long time, but Huang Zhao didn't even come to help. Isn't this just sitting back and watching him die?
With a scoff, Ning Bei, who no longer resisted, was naturally no match for Wang Fan.
When Wang Fan struck down with another divine slash, Ning Bei's physical body was torn into pieces and he fell completely.
Wang Fan killed Ning Bei, took a deep breath, and turned to look at Huang Zhao.
Even though he was very exhausted now, he still felt much more relaxed when faced with a yellow sign.
If these monsters join forces to kill him, he will indeed be passive, troublesome, and may even be killed. But if he only faces one person, there will be no life-or-death crisis.
Huang Zhao looked at Wang Fan with a complex expression on his face.
More than twenty Immortal Lords from the Sixth Level surrounded and killed Wang Fan, including him, Ning Bei, and Gu Lu. But now, he was the only one left to be killed by Wang Fan.
This is simply unimaginable.
You know, Wang Fan's cultivation level is only at the third level of Immortal Lord.
What kind of monster is this?
Huang Zhao no longer dared to continue fighting, but was thinking of leaving.
"You want to escape?" However, just as he had the idea of escape, Wang Fan spoke.
Huang Zhao's eyelids twitched, he looked at Wang Fan, and after a moment he said, "Wang Fan, I admit that you are indeed very strong. But now you are also using up a lot of energy. Are you sure you can kill me?"
"If we keep fighting, it won't necessarily be me who dies. So, if I leave now, isn't it a good thing for both you and me?"
Wang Fan smiled, very playfully, "Really? Then I want to fight to see who will die!"
After that, Wang Fan didn't give Huang Zhao a chance to speak anymore, but held the Ancient Divine Sword and killed him.
He instantly approached Huang Zhao, waved his right hand, and struck down the Ancient Divine Sword, directly cutting off Huang Zhao's head.
Huang Zhao's expression changed slightly, but he did not retreat. The spear flew out in an instant, and collided crazily with the Ancient Divine Sword.
There was a roar and explosion, and Wang Fan and Huang Zhao began to retreat at the same time.
Wang Fan retreated several thousand meters before regaining his balance, while Huang Zhao only retreated more than a hundred feet.
Wang Fan frowned slightly, as if he never thought that he would be at a disadvantage.
Huang Zhao was also a little stunned, but soon he came to his senses.
"Wang Fan, I have already given you a chance, but since you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being rude. Go to hell!"
Huang Zhao felt that he had the confidence to kill Wang Fan again. As soon as this confidence appeared, he no longer had the idea of leaving, but went crazy to kill Wang Fan.
When he wanted to leave before, he felt that he was not sure about killing Wang Fan, and he even felt that he might be killed by Wang Fan.
But now, Wang Fan is so weak, so what is he afraid of?
"Huang Zhao, I allow you to retreat!" Wang Fan's face changed drastically when he saw Huang Zhao coming to kill him, and he said quickly.
At the same time, he also started to retreat crazily, but his speed was very slow, and on the way back, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at this scene, Huang Zhao couldn't help laughing, "You allow me to retreat? Humph, are you kidding me? Do I, Huang Zhao, need to retreat?"
"Wang Fan, if you dare to kill a member of my Huang family, today is the day you die!"
Huang Zhao said disdainfully, already approaching Wang Fan crazily.
The spear in his hand was like a long dragon, setting off bursts of explosions and continuously pointing at Wang Fan.
Wang Fan's expression became even more ugly. As he retreated, he kept waving the Ancient Divine Sword to resist.
But despite this, he was still being bombarded and kept retreating, and blood mist continued to spurt out of his mouth.
"Ha ha!"
When Huang Zhao saw this scene, he was even more convinced that Wang Fan had consumed too much and was no match for him, so he attacked even more crazily.
So what if Wang Fan killed so many people? What if Wang Fan killed those two monsters Ning Bei and Gu Lu?
As long as Wang Fan dies in his hands, everything will be fine.
Not only that, Gu Lu can also use Wang Fan to raise his reputation to a higher level.
Facing Huang Zhao's crazy attack, Wang Fan's face became increasingly pale, and even wounds began to be torn on his body.
However, his eyes were very calm, so calm that it was scary.
While he was retreating, he was looking for an opportunity to kill with one strike.
Although he is weak, he is far from being as weak as he appears. Everything is just an illusion.
Because only in this way will it be easier to kill Huang Zhao.
And he was also afraid that if he showed strength, the Guning and Huang Sanjia would continue to send people over.
However, Huang Zhao never thought that Wang Fan was pretending. In his opinion, Wang Fan had killed so many people, including Gu Lu and Ning Bei, so it was normal to be weak.
"go to hell!"
At a certain moment, he roared and approached Wang Fan directly. The spear in his hand burst out with a dazzling silver light and pointed directly at Wang Fan's head.
quick!
It's so fast!
At this moment, his speed reached the extreme!
In his opinion, Wang Fan, who was weak at this moment, could not avoid his fatal blow!