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Chapter 3511 Melee

 Swish swish swish!

In an instant, fiery gazes fell on Wang Fan and the semi-emperor level magic weapon, and more than 90% of the monks around him were ready to make a move.

You know, that is a half-emperor level magic weapon, and that is ten billion Yun elixirs. Who wouldn’t want it?

Not to mention the monks around, most of them are just casual cultivators. Even those core disciples of the five major forces would probably be moved here.

When Wang Fan heard the words of the powerful man from the Chu Dynasty, and then felt the hot eyes around him, his heart skipped a beat, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

He never thought that such a change would happen.

The immortal energy in Wang Fan's body surged crazily, and the Immortal King's Domain bloomed, covering his whole body like a mask of light.

His mental power blossomed like crazy, directly communicating with the elements of thunder and wind, and he was ready for everything.

"Sorry, I'm offended!"

"Hehe, ten billion Yun elixir, here I come."

"kill!"

At a certain moment, some monks finally couldn't bear the greed in their hearts, screamed strangely, and then, like lightning, they killed Wang Fan.

As the saying goes, a single move can move the whole body. As soon as those monks moved, more monks started moving at the same time, like locusts, madly killing Wang Fan.

On the other hand, when it came to the Half-Emperor level magic weapon, no one rushed over at all.

These monks are not fools. Of course they know that taking away the semi-emperor level magic weapon and killing Wang Fan will naturally make it easier to kill Wang Fan.

After all, Wang Fan only has one person. No matter how powerful he is, he is still just one person. How can he withstand the attack of so many monks?

On the other hand, it is a bit difficult to take away the half-emperor level magic weapon.

Not to mention anything else, they may not be able to get close just because of the pressure released by the half-emperor level magic weapon.

"court death!"

Wang Fan looked at the dense crowd of monks rushing towards him like crazy, and his heart instantly became furious.

He suddenly shouted angrily, and communicated with the surrounding people frantically.

The energy of the thunder element in the ground frantically formed lightning bolts as thick as an adult's thigh, striking down towards the monks crazily.

At the same time, he frantically performed a great spatial movement and disappeared instantly.

As Wang Fan disappeared from the spot, the attacks of those monks were immediately in vain.

You know, these monks are not attacking from one direction, but from all directions.

Originally, if Wang Fan was still where he was, then Wang Fan would definitely become the bearer of their attack.

But as soon as Wang Fan disappeared, the attacks of those monks rushed past Wang Fan's previous position and collided with the attacks of the monks on the opposite side.

Boom boom boom boom!

A series of violent explosions, countless attacks collided crazily in mid-air, and an astonishing energy storm exploded.

Many monks with weaker cultivation bases, or those who did not attack with all their strength, were directly blown away, suffered severe injuries, and even died tragically.

In just a moment, the entire scene was already in chaos.

"Um?"

"what happened?"

"Where are the people?"

"how so?"

Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed wildly, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

But they didn't even have time to think about it, as the thick thunder and lightning in the sky crashed down like a catastrophe.

Those thunder and lightning were densely packed, emitting a purple-black luster, and each lightning bolt made a loud crackling sound, which was heart-stopping.

When the monks looked at this scene, their expressions couldn't help but change again.

Those monks with strong cultivation levels quickly grabbed magic weapons, mobilized the immortal energy in their bodies, and blasted away at those thunder and lightning.

But those cultivation levels

The weak monks started to run away in fear.

For a moment, the scene was in chaos again.

Following a rumbling sound, countless monks soon fell and died on the spot.

There were broken limbs and corpses everywhere, and the strong smell of blood enveloped the space.

Some of the dead monks were killed by lightning arcs, while others were killed by those monks with powerful cultivation.

In just one moment, more than half of the hundreds of monks were dead.

In the distance, those monks who had not yet had time to take action could not help but turn pale as they looked at this scene.

Especially those with weak cultivation were trembling all over and their scalps were a little numb.

This is simply too scary and confusing.

With so many monks going to kill Wang Fan, it stands to reason that Wang Fan should definitely die.

But what about the facts?

Most of them were killed by "our own people" without even attacking Wang Fan's shadow.

"Where's that Lu Tian?"

"Where did he go?"

"Damn it, if you dare to kill my brother, I will definitely kill you!"

There was a chaotic sound again at the scene, and the monks who had participated in the attack on Wang Fan became extremely angry again.

They only felt that their faces were hot and uncomfortable, as if they were being played.

Whoosh!

Just as the monks finished speaking, a sound suddenly came from the sky, and then, a terrifying killing force spread out, and dense red gun lights drooped down from their heads.

The monks looked up and saw only the dense red gun light and the terrifying killing power, but they did not see Wang Fan's shadow at all.

They once again used their magical weapons and began to resist frantically.

Can--

laugh

Tsk tsk tsk!

After another series of sounds, countless monks fell down.

Wang Fan's killing short spear may not pose much of a threat to those who are in the middle stage of the Immortal Master and above, but it is still a great threat to the monks who are below the middle stage of the Immortal Master and can definitely kill them instantly.

What's more, now that Wang Fan's cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth level of the Immortal King, it is already different from what it used to be.

Therefore, by activating the internal restriction of the Killing Short Spear, he can naturally kill the Immortal King monks in groups, as well as those monks on the first and second levels of the Immortal Lord.

After Wang Fan's wave of attacks, nearly a hundred monks fell.

The scene fell into dead silence again.

This scene made those monks look ugly, and at the same time, their hearts finally became serious.

A monk from the third level of the Immortal Lord stepped out and said, "Don't mess up, otherwise it will only give him an opportunity. As long as everyone doesn't mess up and forms an orderly attack, Lu Tian will die!"

This third-level Immortal Master monk was obviously extremely smart, and he had quickly figured out the crux of the problem.

However, as soon as he finished speaking——

Whoosh!

A sound suddenly came from the sky, and the next second, a bright sword light struck him with unparalleled killing power.

Under that sword, there was a roaring sound from heaven and earth, and the space was like torn paper, with arm-long cracks being torn apart, which was extremely terrifying.

The third-level Immortal Master looked at this scene and his expression suddenly changed, but he did not avoid it.

"Death to me!" He laughed ferociously, quickly pulled out a long blue sword, and slashed straight towards the sword light.

boom!

boom!

Two loud noises.

The Immortal Monk's sword force was directly torn to pieces, and the bright sword light fell straight on his body, cutting countless sword marks on his body and knocking him to the ground.

He was vomiting blood and was dying.


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