Wang Fan, however, didn't bother to pay attention to Xuan Qingdao's anger. The divine energy all over his body exploded and he had already executed the first five moves of the Divine Sword in one go.
In an instant, the void shook and the space buzzed.
Below, the Xuan family's restrictions were destroyed one by one, and each monk fell.
At this moment, Wang Fan could not care so much.
The Xuan family arranged a plan and colluded with Shenxu, and now there are two eighth-level gods of the heavenly realm surrounding him to kill him.
Therefore, at this time, he was like a madman and could no longer care about so much.
"Ah, no—"
"Clan leader, help!"
"Wang Fan, you can't kill us!"
Countless Xuan family members screamed in despair and roared unwillingly, but to no avail.
The remaining power of the sword light swept away, and many Xuan family members were destroyed instantly.
"Wang Fan, you deserve to die!"
Xuan Qingdao looked at this scene, his eyes were scarlet and his eyes were about to burst!
That bastard is absolutely disgusting.
He took back the magic stick in his hand and suddenly swept it out again.
Bang bang bang!
There were several explosions in a row.
Both of them started to retreat.
Xuan Qingdao even spurted out a mouthful of blood, spilling blood into the void.
He had just fired countless sticks before, and now he attacked again, and the power was naturally much smaller.
Wang Fan didn't care. The moment he stepped back, the sixth form of the Divine Sword had already been slashed out.
The momentum on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and the sixth form of the divine sword is terrifyingly powerful.
A crisis of death instantly enveloped Xuan Qingdao.
Xuan Qingdao was shocked and angry, but also extremely horrified.
"Tianyuan, help me!"
He roared towards King Tianyuan in the distance, asking for help.
However, King Tianyuan paid no attention to him and did not even continue to attack.
Instead, when Wang Fan attacked Xuan Qingdao, he tore apart the void instantly and fled into the distance.
He also felt danger, unprecedented danger.
If he doesn't leave at this time, he will die.
"Tianyuan, you bastard, you deserve to die."
When Xuan Qingdao saw King Tianyuan escape, he was extremely furious and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn it? I think you are the one who deserves to die. You deserve to be killed by someone who seeks the skin of a tiger."
Wang Fan's cold voice came at the same time, and the sixth form of the divine sword had already fallen.
But this time, Xuan Qingdao was no longer able to resist. Even if he fired a stick again, it was of no avail.
With an extremely violent roar, Xuan Qingdao's entire body was suddenly torn apart by the sword light, and he disappeared.
He never imagined that he would die like this.
He never thought until his death that he would be tricked by King Tianyuan.
If King Tianyuan hadn't insisted on killing Wang Fan and vowed that he could kill Wang Fan, he might still have surrendered.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
The Xuan family, with the death of the clan leader of the eighth level of heavenly gods, and the destruction of the seventh level of heavenly gods, was almost destroyed.
"If you have a conscience, go and kill a few more gods and beasts. If not, then just live. If you are not convinced, you can come to me, Wang Fan."
"However, if you still dare to continue to collude with the gods and beasts and continue to help the evildoers, don't blame me for being rude."
Wang Fan did not take action against the Xuan family again, but left a word and disappeared instantly.
If he wants to kill King Tianyuan, he must kill King Tianyuan.
This is the eighth level of the gods in the heavenly realm. Wouldn’t it be a pity if we didn’t kill him?
Previously, Wang Fan was able to kill Xuan Qingdao using the sixth form of the Divine Sword, which was somewhat beyond Wang Fan's expectations.
In fact, if the power of the six moves were not superimposed, and Xuan Qingdao consumes a lot of energy, and the back force is not enough, the sixth move of the Divine Sword would not be able to kill the opponent.
Perhaps, this is God's will.
In the distance, King Tianyuan was running away frantically, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
"Damn it, how could Wang Fan be so strong? Why?"
King Tianyuan's heart was full of unwillingness and disbelief.
So many of them surrounded and killed Wang Fan, but they all failed. Even he had to escape in embarrassment. How sad is this?
How could such a monster appear in China?
He simply couldn't accept it.
"King Tianyuan, you can't escape. You will definitely die today."
Behind King Tianyuan, Wang Fan was chasing after him, his eyes very cold.
At this moment, his mood was a little complicated.
Because most of the time these years, he was hunted by others.
But now, it's the other way around. He's chasing someone else. And the one he's chasing is an eighth-level deity with a void in the sky.
I have to say, this feeling is really refreshing.
"Wang Fan, we don't have any deep hatred, why should we be like this? If you let me go, I swear, I will immediately go back to Shenxu and never step foot into Shenzhou, how about that?"
King Tianyuan spoke while running away, still struggling.
He doesn't want to die either.
Wang Fan didn't say anything, he just chased and made his attitude clear.
King Tianyuan must die, there is no possibility of negotiation.
Not only King Tianyuan, but also those beasts like Shenxu will die.
"Wang Fan, please don't force me. I am an eighth-level god in the heavenly realm. Once you force me to self-destruct, even you will have to die, right?"
King Tianyuan was angry, really angry.
How long ago had he been forced to this point?
Self-destruct?
It sounds simple, but who would want to do this until there is no end?
Wang Fan snorted coldly: "Self-destruction? King Tianyuan, are you trying to scare me? A trash like you, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, dare to self-destruct?"
"If you are really capable, you will blow yourself up right now. I, Wang Fan, promise that I will never stop you."
King Tianyuan almost wanted to scold his mother.
Is this human language?
Not only was Wang Fan not afraid, but he even forced him to blow himself up.
Damn it!
"Wang Fan, how can you let me go? I surrender, I surrender, and I can even act as an internal agent to help you deal with Lord Baal, how about that?"
"Master Baal, he is a genuine ninth-level Heavenly Realm God, and you are definitely not something you can deal with!"
"Not only can I help you deal with Lord Baal, but I can also help you deal with the other eighth-level gods of the Divine Realm. Just to survive, how about that?"
King Tianyuan once again threw out the chips, and he would do anything to survive.
Wang Fan still shook his head: "King Tianyuan, you think too highly of yourself, and you think too highly of Baal. Do you think I will be afraid of him?"
"Let me tell you, it would be easy for me, Wang Fan, to kill him. As for those eighth-level gods in the heavenly realm, would it be difficult for me to kill them?"
King Tianyuan is really a little desperate.
How come you met such a shabby guy?
At this time, Wang Fan had already approached King Tianyuan and entered the attack range.
He didn't bother to talk nonsense at all, and shouted out the word "kill", which shook the world.
The next moment, a bright sword light lit up, like the sun, and struck directly at King Tianyuan.
Divine Sword, Eighth Form!
At this moment, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and a huge black hole seemed to be torn out in the sky.
When King Tianyuan saw this scene, his expression suddenly became extremely ferocious.
"Wang Fan, you forced me to do this, you forced me to do this!!! If you want to die, then let's die together!!!"
He roared angrily, gritted his teeth suddenly, and chose to self-destruct.
He is going to blow himself up, and he is going to kill Wang Fan with him!