I saw Wang Fan holding the black holy sword, sweeping the entire space with vast coercion. Compared with the previous one, his aura was completely different.
"careful!"
"He's on top of you!"
When the monks from Daomen saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically in an instant.
Some people couldn't help but remind them.
Lu Xuan also felt that a terrifying murderous intention was locked on him.
Under that killing intent, he actually felt the threat of death.
Without the slightest hesitation, he began to burn Shou Yuan crazily again, making a gesture of retreating.
There's no way, it's simply too dangerous.
If he doesn't retreat, he will most likely die.
But, it's already too late.
"Cut with one sword!"
An angry roar came from Wang Fan's mouth, and the next second, with a whoosh, the holy sword in his hand had already cut through the air and slashed towards Lu Xuan.
Wang Fan's shout of a slash was very powerful, but in reality, it was just an ordinary slash, not even considered a martial skill.
However, the killing intent in him is extremely powerful, and coupled with the blessing of the holy sword, it goes without saying that the power is also powerful.
The sword light broke through the air, and thousands of waves of swords emerged, and then unified in an instant, and slashed towards Lu Xuan domineeringly.
Lu Xuan felt this scene, and his expression turned ferocious in an instant.
He did not dare to retreat further, but burned his divine energy crazily, twisted his face, and offered a halberd.
boom!
There was an explosion and the swords and halberds collided in mid-air.
Lu Xuan, who just waved his halberd in a hurry to resist, how could he block Wang Fan's prepared attack?
Even if he burns Shouyuan essence and blood, his momentum has not been brewed to its peak, and his power has not been fully exerted, so it is completely useless.
Click!
Just hearing a sound, Lu Xuan's halberd was cut into two pieces by the black holy sword in an instant.
The next moment, the holy sword continued to cut down.
"stop!"
"He gave up!"
This scene made the faces of the Sword Sect Holy Son and the Sword Sect Holy Emperor change drastically at the same time.
They both spoke out simultaneously.
However, Wang Fan would not care about their scolding.
The holy sword slashed down without mercy, and with a sneer, a blood flower bloomed.
thump.
Lu Xuan fell straight down, blood spurted out, and was chopped into two pieces.
The mighty emperor died!
Looking at this scene, the scene was completely silent.
No one expected that Wang Fan would rebel against the Great Emperor and even kill him.
This is simply too shocking.
You must know that Wang Fancai is on the eighth level of the Immortal Emperor. Although he holds a holy sword, he can defeat the emperor. This is still an extremely incredible thing.
Especially the disciples of the Sword Saint Villa around them were almost suffocating.
They only felt that their heartbeats were beating very fast, and they could no longer suppress their shock.
When they looked at Wang Fanzhi in mid-air again, there was no trace of hostility or hatred in their eyes.
Some are just fear and admiration.
As a monk, it is natural to worship the strong.
They are no exception.
At the same time, they have also realized that Wang Fan did not use his full strength in the previous battle with the disciples of Sword Saint Villa.
Otherwise, how many of the Sword Saint Villa disciples who had fought with Wang Fan would have survived?
"Boy, I asked you to stop, didn't you hear?"
There was a brief silence, and the Sword Sect Holy Emperor was the first to come to his senses.
He looked at Wang Fan with a ferocious expression, and with that crazy expression, he seemed to want to kill Wang Fan immediately.
Wang Fan landed on the ground, slowly sheathed the knife, and said calmly: "Stop? Who are you? Do you want me to stop if you tell me to stop?"
He was very disdainful, "What's more, who said before that it doesn't matter life or death? How come if I die, it means life or death, but if one of your people dies, you will be held accountable?"
As cunning as ever.
The Sword Sect Holy Emperor was speechless. He glanced at the burning sword not far away with a gloomy face, and finally could only grit his teeth and shut up.
This is the Sword Saint Villa, and Fen Jian is there. If Fen Jian doesn't allow it, he won't be able to kill Wang Fan at all.
On the contrary, once Fen Jian is angered, none of them, except the Holy Son, will be able to escape.
The Holy Son of Daomen slowly walked out, looked at Wang Fan, and said calmly: "Very good, now you are qualified to fight with this Holy Son. This Holy Son challenges you to a life and death battle, do you dare to accept it?
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As soon as his voice fell, a terrifying coercion spread instantly and swept through the sky.
Wang Fan looked at the Holy Son of the Sword Sect and sneered: "Don't use your identity as the Holy Son of the Sword Sect to talk to me like that, I won't accept your tricks."
One sentence made everyone look extremely ugly.
Even the elders of Sword Saint Villa are no exception.
Why was he scolded so directly?
This doesn't look like an Immortal Emperor monk, he is simply a scoundrel.
The expression of Saint Son of Sword Gate also changed slightly, it was obviously the first time he encountered such a situation.
Wang Fan stared at him and continued to sneer: "Who do you think you are? You are just a saint. I was still a saint back then. Do you think I am proud?"
"The most annoying thing is you sanctimonious bastards. What are you pretending to be? You think I am qualified to fight you, but I think you are not qualified to fight me. What should I do?"
With this sentence, the Holy Son of Daomen was speechless again.
Yes, he maintained his identity and felt that Wang Fan was qualified to fight with him, and even proposed a life-or-death fight.
But Wang Fan is also a proud man and a genius. People think that he, the holy son of the Sword Sect, is not qualified to fight. So what should we do?
Logically, there seems to be no problem at all.
But if the identity of the Holy Son of Daomen is taken into account, the problem will be huge.
That is the Holy Son of the Sword Sect. Looking at the entire wilderness, who dares to say such a thing?
"This Holy Son challenges you, will you accept it?" The Holy Son of Daomen looked gloomy, and after a while, he asked again.
Wang Fan sneered: "Of course I have to accept it, but it requires fighting in a sealed space battlefield. Only one person can come out alive."
As soon as Wang Fan said this, everyone in the audience was shocked.
What he means is that the space between the two fighting must be sealed off.
This eliminated the possibility that when the Holy Son of Daomen was in danger of life or death, someone would come to rescue him, or that the Holy Son of Daomen could escape using talismans or other means.
After all, even the Protector Saint Emperor behind the Sword Gate Saint Son would be unable to break through the sealed space in a short time. And those top-level escape talismans would also lose their effect.
With these words, Wang Fan forced the Holy Son of the Sword Sect into a real life-and-death battle.
At the same time, he is also provoking Daomen and fighting against Daomen's army.
Because if fighting on a normal battlefield, it is impossible for the Holy Son of Sword Sect to die. Even if he is defeated, he will not die.
He was very sure that he could escape or be rescued.
But in the sealed space battlefield, everything is different.
When the Holy Son of Daomen heard this, his expression changed slightly. He did not expect that Wang Fan would actually make such a request.
Seeing that Wang Fan was confident and didn't seem to take him seriously at all, he felt a little nervous for a while.
Wang Fan is so confident, is it possible that he is really confident? There are still many trump cards that have not been exposed?
The face of the man from the Sword Sect was equally gloomy.
The Sword Sect Saint Emperor snorted coldly: "A life-and-death battle is a life-and-death battle. What are you doing to seal off the space? Isn't it troublesome?"
Obviously, he was messing around and it was so shameless.