Ning Fan's attack was extremely fierce, opening and closing widely, and the power of the Demon Fist was unleashed to the maximum extent.
That terrifying fist power, like that of the Star Bombardment Gang, made the three Holy Masters look pale, with blood bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and their faces looked extremely ugly.
In fact, judging from the scene, the three of them were extremely embarrassed.
Although the three Holy Lords do not have the peak strength of the Holy Lord, they cannot suppress a Semi-Saint even if the three of them join forces.
The more amazing Ning Fan is, the more uneasy he makes some people.
But Ning Fan had no choice. It was impossible to keep a low profile here. He had no time to continue hibernating.
And if you don't perform amazingly, you will be eliminated. Only by performing amazingly enough can Ning Fan attract the attention of the senior management of the Samsara Organization.
"kill!"
After all, facing three Holy Lords, it is difficult for Ning Fan to defeat the Holy Lords in a short time with his own strength alone.
Bang bang bang!!!
Ning Fan punched a Holy Lord through the chest, but was knocked away by the palm wind of the other two at the same time.
puff......
Ning Fan flew several hundred meters upside down and barely managed to stabilize his body.
The old man covered his punched chest, his face was extremely ugly, and he said fiercely: "Kill him, we must not let him live."
"Come on, I'm going to kill you too today."
The battle started again, blood spilled into the void, and the four people kept vomiting blood and launching their own attacks.
This is no longer a fight, but a real fight.
If you punch me, I will tear off a piece of flesh from your body.
Ning Fan's blood was surging, his long hair was flying, and the blood all over his body was boiling. Even though he was injured, his fighting power remained undiminished.
"ah!"
Not far away, Saint Lord Blood Plum looked serious and said, "Why don't you stop him? If his foundation is damaged, he will be really useless."
It has to be said that Ning Fan and the three powerful Holy Lords were fighting to this extent, and Holy Lord Mubai had to be moved and wanted to intervene.
As long as Ning Fan is given some time, he will be able to easily surpass the three Holy Masters.
At this time, a bloody sword appeared in the void, and a voice came out: "If you dare to offend the authority of the Reincarnation Hall, attack the higher-ups and you will be punished!"
Rumble!!!
At this moment, the sky seemed to be split in half, heading towards Ning Fan.
"No, the Blood Slayer Saint has taken action."
"No way, attacking Ming at this time is not..."
"No chance."
The next second, an angry shout came from the sky: "Xuetu, you have gone too far."
A bloody sword cut through the sky, hitting the bloody sword like a stream of light.
boom!!!
The two forces spread out, and the entire Samsara Palace shook several times.
"Today I want to kill Ming, who can stop me?" A strong man appeared, holding a bloody sword, and the bloody clothes behind him were like a sea of blood.
Saint Mubai appeared in front of Ning Fan, gathered his sword fingers, and struck out with his blood sword.
DANG DANG DANG!!!
The two figures began to fight.
Many people were shocked.
"Damn, this is the first time a saint has fought against each other in hundreds of years."
"Didn't you say that Saint Lord Mubai is not the opponent of Saint Lord Blood Slaughter?"
"No, don't forget that Holy Lord Mubai is less than a hundred years old. As long as he is given time and resources, he will definitely be able to surpass the Blood-Slaying Holy Lord who is over a thousand years old."