Wang Fan struck out with all his strength, how terrifying was the power?
Even though the monk who used the copper coin magic weapon was a peak expert at the ninth level of the Holy Realm, he still felt a deep chill.
He suddenly took back the copper coins and backed away crazily, trying to avoid the knife.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile. It was a sneer, "Don't you think it's too late to retreat now?"
A sound fell, and waves of knives filled the sky tore through the air, forming a terrifying river of knives in an instant.
The river of knives flew through the sky in a mighty manner. Huge ripples spread out in the space, as if the river of knives was about to split the void.
The ninth-level holy monk had a look of shock in his eyes, and his extremely decisive madness burned his essence and blood. He threw the copper coins in his hand fiercely and shouted, "Explode!"
boom!
A terrifying explosion sound was heard, but unfortunately, it was still unable to stop the terrifying river of knives.
Although Daohe was affected and collapsed a lot, he still violently rolled toward the ninth-level saint.
"No, no..." The ninth-level saint looked at this scene, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, and he screamed in despair.
The speed of the knife river was really too fast, reaching an unimaginable speed. He knew that he would never be able to avoid it.
In just a few breaths, the river of knives was already wrapped around him, blood sprayed out like raindrops, and he fell heavily from the air.
His body had been completely shattered by the river of knives, and he was completely breathless.
Wang Fan looked at the ninth level of the Holy Realm who was killed by Daohe, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"die!"
At this moment, another person from the ninth level of the Holy Realm had come to kill him from behind.
The big black flag in his hand flew out and faced the storm. In an instant, the entire space seemed to be shrouded in black mist and became pitch black.
A gloomy chill swept across the world, and more black air currents were like sharp swords, striking towards Wang Fan's body crazily.
Wang Fan's face changed slightly. He knew that this was also the case.
It was a blow from the ninth level saint who concentrated all his strength.
He did this with the obvious intention of killing him with one blow.
Wang Fan frantically condensed his spiritual energy and used lightning bolts crazily. His whole body was like a bolt of thunder and lightning, flashing away into the distance, but even so, there was still a flow of unfaithful air that crazily penetrated into his body.
An extremely cold feeling came, and he actually felt that his body began to stiffen, as if it was about to be frozen.
In addition, there was a cold energy that rolled into his mind, disrupting his thoughts and seeming to devour his brain.
Feeling this scene, Wang Fan's expression changed wildly.
He gathered his mental power crazily and struck hard at the strange energy that invaded his mind.
There was a bang, as if there was an explosion in his mind, and then his body swayed, and his face instantly turned pale.
"You have been hit by my Ghost Sword, and now you can die." The ninth-level Saint Realm man looked at this scene with a look of surprise in his eyes.
He knew that the next Wang Fan was no longer something to be afraid of. If he was struck by his Ghost Sword, Wang Fan could only be reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered.
Wang Fan didn't speak, he was just frantically resisting the strange energy that invaded his brain. As for the freezing of his body, he didn't pay attention at all.
At this time, the man from the ninth level of the Holy Realm came to kill him again. This time, he did not use the black banner, but put away the banner and punched Wang Fan.
It's not that he doesn't want to continue using the black banner, it's because too much of the strange energy in the black banner has been used, and even if he continues to use it, it will no longer have much power.
Wang Fan looked at the ninth level of the Holy Realm that was struck by the punch, his expression changed, and he continued to use lightning bolts crazily, moving away laterally.
boom!
The attack from the ninth-level Saint Realm fell on Wang Fan.
Above the palace behind, there was an explosion, and the palace was shattered into pieces.
At this time, Wang Fan had appeared thousands of meters away, but there was a strange look in his eyes.
Because he felt a hot energy surge out of his body, directly like the wind and the remaining clouds, turning the strange cold energy that invaded the body into nothingness.
At the same time, his legs that were sealed by ice began to unblock at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to normal. .??.
Demonic fire!
This is demon fire!
Wang Fan murmured and couldn't help cursing that he was such a fool for not thinking of using demon fire to deal with the cold energy.
Moreover, in addition to the cold power, he can also call upon the energy of thunder and lightning, which are the nemesis of all cold auras.
Thinking of this, Wang Fan raised his head and looked coldly at the ninth-level saint.
At this time, the ninth-level saint had missed a single hit and was charging towards him again, and the distance between the two sides was already less than a kilometer.
Wang Fan looked at this scene with a cold look on his lips.
He put away the shadow knife, reached into the void with his right hand, and then grabbed it hard.
Along with a crackling sound, in an instant, the thunder and lightning elements in the surrounding heaven and earth began to gather crazily towards his palm.
Not long after, a giant thunder and lightning python appeared in his palm.
"The Law of Thunder and Lightning, you, you actually master the Law of Thunder and Lightning?"
The ninth-level Saint Realm man looked at this scene, and his forward movement stopped abruptly. He stared at the thunder and lightning python in the void, with a look of fear in his eyes.
His breath is cold and cold, so whether it is demon fire or thunder and lightning, they are what he fears most and are his nemesis.
At this moment, when he saw the thunder and lightning python that Wang Fan had condensed, he had the urge to kill it headlong.
Without any hesitation, he turned around crazily and ran away.
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But, can he escape?
Wang Fan looked at the ninth level of the Holy Realm who turned around and fled indifferently, grabbed his right hand, and then waved forward fiercely, "Go!"
As he finished speaking, the giant thunder and lightning python instantly swooped towards the ninth level of the holy realm like a real python.
In just a moment, the giant thunder and lightning python had already caught up with the ninth-level saint and struck him hard with its thunder and lightning body.
Boom boom crackle!
There was a loud noise like thunder, and the ninth-level saint was caught by the lightning python. His body kept sobbing and shaking, and he began to scream wildly.
At the same time, black energy was constantly emerging from his body. Every time a trace of black energy emerged, his aura became weaker.
In just a moment, he fell to the ground as if he were skin and bones, with no strength.
At the same time, the thunder and lightning python also slowly dissipated.
"Die." Wang Fan looked at the ninth floor of the Holy Realm who was lying on the ground dying, with no mercy in his eyes.
He uttered two words indifferently, and in one step he was in front of the opponent, and immediately punched him.
Bang!
There was another sound, and this person from the ninth level of the holy realm exploded into pieces and died tragically on the spot!
At this point, Han Zhong and his three men were completely wiped out.
Looking at this scene, Leng Yun almost felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his mind went blank.
Wang Fanzhi is so powerful that he is almost like a monster.
"Elder Leng, you need to nurse yourself back to health first. I'll go take a look elsewhere." After Wang Fan killed the three people, he didn't stay here much longer. He said something to Leng Yun and disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, he had appeared on the square where the monks of the Three Saints Sect were nailed.
At this time, hundreds of elders and disciples of the Three Saints Sect have been brutally nailed here, and even in front of some people, there are monks from the three forces who are wantonly humiliating them.
