Explosions occurred one after another, causing heavy casualties among the members of the Sunflower Cult. Many people were bloody and bloody, which was simply too horrible to watch.
The rest of the people were so frightened that they dispersed in panic. Their hearts were completely broken, and their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced. They were completely different from the cruel and ruthless people in the past.
Hundreds of members of the Dragon God Palace, led by the guardian kings Li Juedao and Ye Gucheng, rushed towards the direction of the main hall, killing the enemies non-stop, showing extremely strong lethality.
Looking inside the main hall, although Lu Fan and others are alone, they are by no means good people, they are all ruthless characters.
After a fierce fight, the members of the Sunflower Cult were defeated and completely gained the upper hand.
As for the contest between the two top masters, the Ghost King Palace Master and the Sunflower Cult Leader fought tooth and nail and were evenly matched, making it difficult to decide the winner for a while.
At the most critical moment, Master Sunflower suddenly changed his tactics. A thin sword emerged from his sleeve, and he ran towards the Master of the Ghost King Hall like a poisonous snake, almost stabbing him.
Thanks to the Master of the Ghost King's Palace, who had an eye for all directions and an ear for all directions, he quickly dodged to the side and barely avoided the sneak attack, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sunflower Cult Master prepared to run away, then suddenly rushed towards Lu Fan, vowing to cut him into pieces in order to resolve the hatred in his heart.
The sword light flashed and rushed towards Lu Fan's throat at such a fast speed that it was difficult to parry.
However, things are different now. Through various rare opportunities, Lu Fan's skills have increased and he has become a super master. Only then can he avoid it effortlessly.
He quickly used the magical phantom skill, quickly avoided the sword edge, and immediately launched a violent counterattack. The swords were used together, sweeping past like a silver roulette.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
A series of soft sounds were heard, swords collided with each other, and sparks flew, looking increasingly more sinister.
Seeing the Master of the Ghost King Palace chasing after him, Lu Fan immediately ordered, "I'll take care of the old guy while you punish the other enemies."
"As you command!"
The Lord of the Ghost King Palace agreed and went straight to the west, waving his sword and slashing down several enemies one after another. No one could stop him.
Sunflower Cult Leader's face turned livid, and he wanted to peel off his skin and convulse him. He gritted his teeth and said, "You little beast, you will die today or I will live. I will fight with you."
Then he stepped up his offensive, kept changing his moves, and launched a new round of attacks. In short, he forged a grudge and had to kill Lu Fan.
Lu Fan looked disdainful and responded coldly, "Stop dreaming. Let's wait and see. I'll make you crippled later."
"Fart, I must kill you, otherwise I will never be human again."
With an angry scolding, Sunflower Cult Master used his unique move "One Sword to Decide the World," and his body suddenly became parallel to the ground. His swords merged into one and stabbed towards Lu Fan. He looked extremely fierce.
At the critical moment, golden light flashed in Lu Fan's eyes, and his vision became more and more real. He stretched out his hands suddenly, then closed them, and actually clamped the rapier, like a vise.
This unique skill is very skilled, but it is also full of dangers. If you are not careful, half of your palm may be cut off.
Of course Lu Fan knew how powerful it was and would never be careless. He shook his wrist, causing the rapier to suddenly break. Half of it appeared in his hand, and he stabbed forward without hesitation.
Only a scream was heard, and the leader of Sunflower was stabbed in the shoulder by a broken sword. His face was as pale as paper in pain, and he hurriedly stepped back.