Zhao Zhutian, who was extremely arrogant before, pointed out the sword energy that flew out, and was actually pierced by Wang Fan's sword.
The next moment, the divine sword in Wang Fan's hand had landed on his head.
Buzz!
At the critical moment, a loud roar was heard, and a golden mask appeared on Zhao Zhutian's head.
The divine sword slashed at the light barrier, but failed to shatter it.
The mask only shook a few times and returned to normal.
But despite this, Zhao Zhutian was still struck to the ground by a sword, and his whole body was plunged into the ground.
When the surrounding monks saw this scene, they were all stunned.
The famous Zhao Zhutian is not the enemy of Wang Fan with just one sword?
Is Wang Fan too strong or Zhao Zhutian is too weak?
Wang Fan looked at Zhao Zhutian and curled his lips in disdain. Just as he was about to go up and get to know this guy, a voice suddenly came to his ears.
"Dozens of peak divine emperors are coming here, and their target is you, run away!"
The sound was eerie, and I didn’t know where it came from.
Wang Fan's expression changed, and in just a moment, he made a decision and walked away.
The genius of the divine domain? The royal family of the ancient clan?
His eyes were cold and he felt very unhappy.
Just now I heard Mang Huang say that a genius from the God Realm entered this place, and the target seemed to be himself, but now he was stoned.
Could it be that the person who reminded me was someone from the Territory Lord's Mansion?
Wang Fan was thoughtful.
Of course, before leaving, he also left harsh words: "Zhao Zhutian, our mountains will not change and our waters will flow forever. I will kill you next time we meet again."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person had disappeared.
Zhao Zhutian climbed up from the ground, his head was gray and his face was disgraced, and he was extremely embarrassed.
His previous graceful demeanor had long since become a fantasy, in sharp contrast to his current image.
As the genius of Qiantian Academy, he has always been arrogant and arrogant. He fights against the sky and the earth, and is not afraid of anyone.
But today, he came here in a domineering manner, wanting to kill Wang Fan to avenge his brother.
However, how shameful it was to be blasted into the ground with just one blow?
"You bastard, if you can, just stop and let's see if I, Zhao Zhutian, can kill you."
Zhao Zhutian roared angrily, the sound was rolling and the sound shook the sky.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, a bloody figure came from a distance and quickly came here.
"Blood massacre?"
"Why is he here too?"
"Good guy, what happened today?"
The people around were shocked again, because the person who came turned out to be the notorious Blood Slaughter.
Xuetu also looked at those people and asked directly: "Where is that guy?"
His face was a little livid.
Because he had already felt the aura of Wang Fan, who was the guy he was chasing back then.
Feeling the five dead breaths underground again, he still didn't know that the person pretending to be him and massacring everyone was none other than that bastard Wang Fan.
"He, he's gone."
Someone bravely answered.
Xuetu was furious.
He suddenly glared at Zhao Zhutian and shouted: "Did you, the trash, let him go?"
The corners of Zhao Zhutian's mouth twitched and he was angry, but he did not dare to speak.
No matter how arrogant he is, he still can't be arrogant in front of the demon Xue Tu.
This is a murderous demon who kills without blinking an eye, and no matter who he provokes, he will kill without mercy.
Even if he, Zhao Zhutian, is very powerful, he is not an opponent for a bloody massacre, and he does not want to provoke this kind of flesh and blood.
Seeing that Zhao Zhutian didn't answer, Xuetu became even more angry: "You are rubbish, trash, and a coward. You still claim to be a genius of Qiantian Academy. In my opinion, you are just a piece of trash."
"If you can stop that guy, how can he leave when this emperor comes? Trash, trash, what a bastard who fails to succeed but fails to succeed."
Xue Tu cursed loudly.
Zhao Zhutian clenched his fists and his face turned livid, but he still did not dare to speak.
When has he, a proud man, ever suffered such humiliation?
But in just a short period of time, he had been embarrassed twice.
When others see him in the future, I'm afraid they won't exclaim that he is a genius at Qiantian Academy, but will despise him as a piece of trash.
Zhao Zhutian really wanted to fight Xue Tu, but his strength did not allow it, so he had to endure his anger.
Xue Tu snorted coldly: "This is rubbish. It can't be stopped by a sword. It's really rubbish."
As he said that, he flashed and left directly.
It was exactly the direction Wang Fan left.
Originally, he had given up on being against Wang Fan, but now, it was no longer possible not to be against him.
That guy is actually using his name to do mischief, how is this allowed?
If he knew Wang Fan was following his footsteps, he could learn from him.
But the problem is, he doesn't even know Wang Fan's name, let alone being a follower.
Zhao Zhutian finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xue Tu leaving.
Just now, he was so ashamed that he wanted to dig into the cracks in the ground and crawl in.
Seeing the monks around him, Zhao Zhutian had someone to vent his anger on, and shouted: "Whatever you are looking at, get out!"
"Tch." However, as soon as the voice fell, there was a sneer: "I was so embarrassed before, worse than my grandson, but now that I'm gone, I'm jumping up?"
Zhao Zhutian was furious and suddenly pointed his finger at someone: "What did you say? Get out of here?"
The man was not afraid and stood up directly.
He is also a peak Saint Emperor. In the past, due to Zhao Zhutian's reputation and the influence of Qiantian Academy, he was not afraid to provoke this person.
But at this time, he was not afraid anymore.
Zhao Zhutian snorted coldly and exchanged blows instantly. The two of them were fighting together.
But the outcome was obvious, the man who challenged Zhao Zhutian was killed.
Zhao Zhutian was able to achieve great fame because he was capable and not mediocre.
Zhao Zhutian killed the man, which finally shocked the surrounding monks and made him feel better.
But just at this moment, someone else arrived.
This time, there were more than a dozen people.
The expressions of the dozen or so people were extremely gloomy. They first glanced around, and then looked at Zhao Zhutian: "Where are the people who fought earlier?"
When Zhao Zhutian heard this, he felt that the other party was deliberately humiliating him, and said coldly: "It's none of your business? Are you questioning this emperor?"
boom!
Almost as soon as his voice fell, a young man stepped out and without saying a word, he punched him.
Zhao Zhutian wanted to resist, but the overwhelming momentum suppressed him, and he couldn't stop it at all.
With a bang, he was knocked to the ground and knelt down.
one strike.
With just one blow, Zhao Zhutian was defeated.
This shows the strength of these geniuses from the divine domain.
Zhao Zhuzhen was going crazy. The confidence he had just found disappeared without a trace in an instant. He only felt great shame.
"I am a disciple of Qianyu Qiantian Academy, you dare to insult me?" He roared angrily and started to move the background and background.
The young man snorted disdainfully: "Disciple of Qiantian Academy? Amazing? I am Ningtian of the Ning family in God's Domain. You are welcome to take revenge at any time."
With just one sentence, Zhao Zhutian was frightened and his face looked ashen.
Direct descendants of the Ning family in the Divine Realm?
The identity is terrifying to death.
Ning Tian was very impatient and spoke again: "I just want to ask, where is the person who fought earlier? Where did he go? If you can't answer, you will die."
This time, Zhao Zhutian did not dare to hide it anymore, but quickly said: "Over there, he escaped over there, and Xue Tu also chased after him."
"Blood massacre?" Ning Tian snorted disdainfully, then took off directly into the air and walked away with the other dozen companions.