Wang Fan was thinking in his heart while quickly recovering his divine energy.
Although the consumption of the seventh form of the Excalibur is not as terrifying as the eighth form of the Excalibur, it is actually quite expensive.
Every time he uses the seventh form of the Divine Sword, it takes two hours to recover.
Of course, if he absorbs the divine energy with all his strength, his recovery speed will be faster.
It's just that now, Wang Huang and others are looking for him eagerly, and he doesn't dare to absorb the divine energy with all his strength to recover.
On the other side, Wang Huang and others were also looking for Wang Fan. As time passed, Wang Huang became more and more impatient, and his face became extremely gloomy.
He was not afraid of Wang Fan appearing, but he was afraid of Wang Fan escaping.
Once Wang Fan escapes, it will not be that easy for him to find Wang Fan again.
As for the other eight people, even though they were in a group of two, their expressions were also very nervous. Not only were they extremely vigilant, but their nerves were also in a tense state.
Wang Fan has already killed two people. If he takes action again, someone will probably die.
Wang Huang may not be afraid of Wang Fan's assassination, but they are not.
The eight people in the group felt bitter in their hearts. If not for the pressure from the king, they would have really planned to turn around and leave immediately.
But, they don't dare.
An hour passed and Wang Fan did not appear.
Two hours passed, and Wang Fan still didn't show up.
The faces of Wang Huang and his party have become increasingly gloomy and ugly.
The eight middle-level Xuanjing gods even had sweat on their foreheads.
Two hours of full defense and tense nerves were quite tiring, especially when facing an opponent like Wang Fan.
Even though they are all gods of the Mysterious Realm, being in such a highly tense state for a long time is somewhat unbearable.
"Where is Wang Fan? Where did he go?"
"It's not like he left, right? He hasn't appeared for such a long time, so even if he left, it's very possible."
"We must not have this kind of thinking. This will only make us die faster. We should be on guard with all our strength."
The two of them couldn't help but communicate through voice messages, and their expressions became even more vigilant.
Wang Fan paid no attention to them. After two hours, his condition had recovered again.
However, Wang Fan was not in a hurry to take action, but quickly refined a few more array disks and threw them in different directions.
After doing all this, he quickly headed in the direction of Wang Huang.
This Wang Huang tried every possible means to kill him and had become his number one enemy.
What's the point of killing Wang Huang's subordinates? This time, he wants to kill Wang Huang and directly use his ultimate move.
Wang Fan was very careful, his aura completely restrained, and he got within 10,000 meters of Wang Huang.
This distance is already the ultimate distance.
Wang Fan had a feeling that if he got closer, he would be noticed by Wang Huang.
After all, reaching the peak of the Mysterious Realm God is no joke.
It's strange that you can't detect it if you are within a certain range of people's homes.
This is still Wang Fan. If it were any other monk, even if he was at the peak of the Mysterious Realm with the same level of cultivation as Wang Huang, if his mental power was not strong enough and his concealment methods were not clever enough, he might not even be able to get close to Wang Huang.
Wang Fan looked at Wang Huang who was moving at high speed not far away with a stern expression.
He was not in a hurry to take action, he had to wait for the king to stop.
After a few minutes passed, Wang Huang finally stopped.
With a loud bang, he punched a giant tree, exploding with terrifying force, and the entire jungle was completely flattened.
Wang Huang said angrily: "Where are you? Wang Fan, where are you hiding?"
His face was ferocious, extremely angry, and there were blue veins popping out on his forehead.
When Wang Fan noticed this scene, his eyes lit up and he immediately moved.
In just an instant, the divine energy in his body went berserk, and with a whoosh, his whole body shot out, killing the king at lightning speed.
When he was still about a hundred meters away from the king, he had already swung the divine sword in his hand, and the divine energy in his body exploded.
The Eighth Form of the Divine Sword!
Buzz!
A sword cry resounded through the air, and the bright sword light instantly struck down hard towards the king.
"Wang Fan!"
Wang Huang's reaction was also extremely fast. Almost immediately, violent divine energy emerged from his body, and his whole body felt as if he was bathed in divine radiance.
He shouted angrily, turned around, and at the same time as the Xuanjing Divine Realm pressed out, his right fist blasted out like thunder.
The terrifying fist blast burst the air, just like a cannonball, setting off countless space cracks and bombarding towards the sword light.
There was a bang and a loud noise.
The sword light was extinguished in an instant, and the fist wind also dissipated.
Under that strong force, Wang Huang couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and his body shot towards the back.
He kept spitting out blood from his mouth and flew backwards for dozens of miles before finally regaining his balance.
Wang Fan couldn't help but sigh slightly when he saw this scene, and walked away without any hesitation.
It was a pity that he still couldn't kill the king. Even if he used the eighth form of the divine sword, he still couldn't kill this guy.
Although he had expected this, he was still a little disappointed.
There is no way, the difference in realm is really too big, beyond imagination.
Although Wang Huang spat out several mouthfuls of blood, Wang Fan could see that the guy was not seriously injured at all, and everything was just superficial.
There is even the possibility that this guy may be acting, and the purpose is probably to hook him.
Wang Fan sighed helplessly, and disappeared here as quickly as possible without stopping any longer.
He had to go, it was time to go.
If you stay any longer, you are courting death.
This Wang Huang is quite interesting. He actually used this method to hook him. Do you really think he is a fool? It is simply ridiculous.
After Wang Huang stabilized his body, his expression became even more gloomy when he saw that Wang Fan did not come to kill him again.
He did not expect that Wang Fan would actually attack him.
Moreover, the power of Wang Fan's sword was so terrifying.
He had calculated before that if he exploded in haste, he would at most be able to offset the force of the sword and would definitely not be able to hurt Wang Fan.
Therefore, he reacted instantly, pretended to be injured, and took the bait.
However, Wang Fan did not take the bait, but decisively chose to escape.
At this time, Wang Huang couldn't accept it.
Wang Fan actually took advantage of such a good opportunity?
At the same time, he also secretly hated his carelessness. If he had known that Wang Fan would attack him, he would never have done so.
He thought that Wang Fan would continue to attack his subordinates.
One wrong step, one wrong step.
Wang Huang had an intuition that this time, Wang Fan was afraid that he would really leave and would never stay here again.
"Damn it, bastard!"
Wang Huang gritted his teeth and was so angry.
I wonder when the genius of the Wang family has ever been in such a miserable state? Or was he forced to this point by a Holy Emperor?
"Hey, my cultivation is still weak. If I want to kill this king, I have to reach the level of the Yellow Realm God. However, as I progress, so does he. It seems that it is still difficult to take revenge."
"With my current cultivation level, using the eighth form of the Divine Sword, I can only kill the middle-stage Xuan Realm God at best. Even the average Xuan Realm God is at the peak level. I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him."
At the same time, Wang Fan, who was walking away, was also sighing. After the previous sword strike, he had a clear position and understanding of the power of the eighth form of his divine sword.