This scene made the originally quiet battlefield suddenly ignite again!
Countless people stood up, with fanatical eyes, watching as Wu Tian punched and killed Mo Chen's body, directly annihilating it in ashes.
The atmosphere in the bronze hall where the ancient Shu Mountain was located was dull, and no one spoke.
They watched helplessly as Mo Chen was crushed to death by Lu Fan, and then watched as their former beloved disciple was not even left behind under Wu Tian.
The terrifying and powerful man didn't even say a word, not knowing what he was thinking.
Watching Mo Chen turn into ashes under Wu Tian's hands, there was the sound of exhalation everywhere.
Demons are nothing more than that.
Wu Tian slowly stopped his hand and turned to look at Lu Fan: "It's your turn."
"boom!!!"
Before he finished speaking, his body had turned into a red cannonball and rushed straight towards Lu Fan!
Lu Fan's pupils closed, and he suddenly stretched out a hand and slowly opened his fingers towards Wu Tian.
"Hahaha, if you dare to show off in front of Wu Tian, Lu Fan will be dead this time!"
Some monks who didn't like Lu Fan immediately laughed loudly.
"Even the possessed Mo Chen was no match for Wu Tian. He was blown to pieces by his own hands, and he still wanted to catch it with one hand. He was simply asking for his own death!"
Ridicule sounded all around.
Soon enough, Wu Tian, wrapped in scorching flames, had already rushed in front of Lu Fan!
Like the scorching sun hitting the earth!
"boom!!!!!"
The violent explosion, with the two fists as the center, instantly spread in all directions!
The entire battlefield trembled!
Looking at Wu Tian, who stood in front of him like a god of death, Lu Fan's mouth slowly curved: "You are very powerful in the late stage of the Xuan Realm."
Wu Tian's face darkened.
"Bang!"
Lu Fan hit Wu Tian directly in the face with a left hook.
Under the shocked eyes of thousands of people, Wu Tian, who was unparalleled in momentum, flew out at a faster speed than when he came in!