Wang Fan kept punching with both fists, and the sky was filled with blood.
His whole body was boiling with blood, he was wild and violent, and every punch he landed had unparalleled lethality.
Duan Wuji is a Huang Realm God, and he is also an evil Huang Realm God, so his physique is naturally far beyond that of ordinary monks.
However, when faced with a body-refining cultivator like Wang Fan who was not pure but was better than pure, he was still beaten until he coughed up blood and kept retreating.
At this moment, his beautiful face had completely changed color.
While resisting with difficulty, he roared: "Wang Fan, wake up quickly. If you continue like this, I will die and so will you."
His voice was extremely sharp, and he was obviously a little scared: "I, Duan Wuji, don't have any trump cards. Don't force me to use my trump cards. Once I use my trump cards, none of us will survive."
"I, Duan Wuji, was also the third in the list of the top 100 Holy Emperors of the Divine Realm. I promise that as long as you stop now, I will leave immediately, and I will never be your enemy."
Duan Wuji was really aggrieved. The majestic Huang Realm God was forced to such an extent by a mere emperor. It was simply a great shame and humiliation.
However, he figured it out.
At this moment, Wang Fan was in a very wrong state. He was like a killing machine and had completely lost his mind.
As expected, Wang Fan ignored Duan Wuji at all, and his expression did not change at all.
Not only did he not stop, but his attack became even more violent.
Duan Wuji kept coughing up blood and kept retreating. He was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
He really has a trump card, and monsters like him have trump cards.
Unless they were instantly killed or killed by a strong crush, they would all have a chance to use their trump cards.
However, once the trump card is revealed, Wang Fan will die, but he will also die.
As a monster, he had just broken through the Holy Emperor and entered the divine realm, so how could he be willing to die?
"Wang Fan!!!"
Duan Wuji was beaten again until he vomited out several mouthfuls of blood, and his voice suddenly rose in pitch.
"Do you really want to die with me?"
His voice was so loud that it shook the sky.
He had no choice but to speak louder, as he was afraid that he would not be able to wake up Wang Fan's mind.
When Wang Fan heard the high-decibel scream, a gleam of clarity appeared in his eyes, as if he had regained his consciousness.
Duan Wuji was overjoyed when he saw this: "Wang Fan, stop fighting. As long as you stop, I promise to leave immediately and never be your enemy."
Wang Fan's attack indeed slowed down, but he struggled a little. In his eyes, blood and clarity alternated, as if he was about to fall into madness again at any time.
When Duan Wuji saw this, he was also heartbroken and began to retreat cautiously.
But as soon as he retreated, Wang Fan's attacks would become fierce and crazy, which gave him a headache.
Just when he was a little depressed, he finally heard Wang Fan's voice: "Leave the space ring and get out."
The corner of Duan Wuji's mouth twitched, and he was about to refuse, but seeing that Wang Fan seemed to be falling into madness again, he quickly nodded: "Okay."
After that, he directly threw down a space ring, and then escaped into the air.
Wang Fan took the space ring, and blood immediately appeared in his eyes. He stared at Duan Wuji's leaving figure for a long time, then turned and ran towards the rear.
Along the way, he kept bombarding with both fists, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to shatter.
"Madman, this madman has fallen into madness again."
Duan Wuji was frightened when he heard the movement behind him.
When he realized that Wang Fan had not caught up with him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a big loss. It's really a big loss this time. If I hadn't had the chance to break through, this trip to the wilderness would have been a huge loss. Damn the Wang family, I'll kill you, Mr. Duan."
Duan Wuji cursed and walked away quickly.
A distant area.
Pang Xiong and others are here, and they all feel the battle ahead.
However, they did not dare to get close, but they heard Duan Wuji's furious voice.
"Did I hear correctly? Duan Wuji is begging for mercy?"
"Yes, that seems to be Duan Wuji's voice."
"How is this possible? Is that Wang Fan that strong?"
"He is the Great Emperor, not even the Saint Emperor. How could he be so perverted?"
The group of people couldn't help but talk in low voices, feeling that something was wrong all over.
My legs and feet were weak and my whole body was cold.
The powerful and perverted Duan Wuji, not only failed to kill Wang Fan with his previous sword, but he was beaten to the point of begging for mercy?
How outrageous is this Wang Fan?
Lu Cai'er's delicate body was also trembling slightly. She couldn't help but stretched out a hand and gently covered her mouth with a look of disbelief on her face.
Is that Wang Fan so powerful?
It seems that when I met Wang Fan before, Wang Fan was far from being so perverted, right?
Otherwise, with Duan Wuji's strength that Wang Fan could fight and beg for mercy, they would have all died before.
"No, something is coming."
"What a violent and strong smell."
"Look, that, that's Wang Fan!!!"
At this moment, a voice of exclamation suddenly came out, and everyone looked towards the distant sky.
They saw, in that direction, a figure coming at full speed, and the violent aura they felt from a distance made them all feel palpitated.
"Run away!"
For a moment, the expressions of Pang Xiong and others changed.
It became extremely ugly.
Wang Fan actually came to kill him.
This is simply incredible.
However, at this moment, not even Pang Xiong had the courage to fight Wang Fan and fled in the air.
The rest of the people were no exception, and they tried their best to escape into the distance.
Wang Fan looked at the escaped geniuses from a distance, with a cold light in his eyes, and said coldly: "If you drop the space ring, you will live, otherwise, you will die!!!"
When Pang Xiong and others heard this, some of the less courageous ones dropped their space rings without hesitation.
But there are also some people who don't pay attention at all.
Wang Fan's eyes alternated between blood and clarity, and he murmured: "Is it possible to just leave after chasing me for so long if you don't want to leave anything behind?"
As he spoke, his whole body suddenly turned into a bloody light, and he was already chasing one of them in an instant.
That person was also a genius from the divine realm, with the peak cultivation level of the Holy Emperor, and a monster at the bottom of the top 100 list.
He didn't follow Wang Fan's wishes and left the space ring behind.
When he felt Wang Fan's aura pressing towards him, his expression suddenly changed.
"I--"
Just as he was about to say that he wanted to hand over the space ring, Wang Fan's bloody fist suddenly shot out.
Bang!
There was a loud noise.
The talented man's body instantly shattered, and his spirit became violent.
Buzz!
The moment he died, a ray of light suddenly lit up and formed in mid-air, condensing into a human-shaped shadow.
After the man appeared, he looked at Wang Fan coldly: "How dare you kill my descendants and seek death!"
Bang!
Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense and punched out again.
The phantom was shattered into pieces before it had time to attack.
Wang Fan did not look back, put away the space ring of the genius, and then killed the next person.
Anyone who leaves a space ring can live.
If there is nothing left, then he must die.
Taking advantage of the fact that the bloodline power has not disappeared at this moment, he wants to kill everyone, and he wants to kill these bastards.
As for the consequences of killing these geniuses, that is not Wang Fan's consideration.