For Wang Fan at this moment, if these people intercepted him, they would kill him.
After all, there were seven peak Saint Emperors chasing him behind him.
If these people intercepted him at this juncture, he would naturally not be merciful.
When those people saw Wang Fan's actions, they were completely stunned.
This guy was so seriously injured, how dare he attack them? This is simply unreasonable!
"court death!"
"kill him!"
"You don't know how to appreciate things. Since you are looking for death, I will help you."
Several people shouted angrily, and the divine energy in their bodies went wild, and they simultaneously killed Wang Fan.
But, how could they be Wang Fan's opponents?
The highest level of cultivation of these people is only the early stage of the Saint Emperor. They can handle some great emperors, but they are far from enough to deal with Wang Fan, even the seriously injured Wang Fan.
Wang Fan swept down with his sword, and with a rumbling sound, the offensive of several people was instantly shattered.
The next second, the bright sword light penetrated their bodies.
Wang Fan didn't even look at them, he just took away the space rings from their bodies and ran away.
During this moment of delay, he clearly felt that the enemy was getting closer and closer to him.
This is not a good thing.
Once he is caught up, he is really in danger.
Wang Fan was furious in his heart, and while frantically devouring resources, he quickly walked away.
At the same time, the blood above his head was getting thicker and thicker, and from a distance, the sky was filled with blood.
In this plain, countless geniuses gather, and countless geniuses have fallen.
But at the peak of the Saint Emperor, no matter whether he is a genius or not, he rarely falls.
Wang Fan killed two peak Saint Emperors in one go, as well as a bunch of Great Emperors. The blood on their heads was naturally very rich.
"What a terrifying strength."
"Who is this person and why have I never heard of him?"
"Look, another strong man is coming."
at the same time,
The monks around him were also frightened.
They were glad that they did not take action, otherwise they might have become the dead souls of Wang Fan.
Especially those who had the idea of taking action were broken into cold sweats.
Fortunately, Wang Fan did not attack them, but quickly walked away, which made them sigh in relief.
However, soon, their expressions changed again.
Because in the distance, several powerful auras appeared again in the sky.
Soon, they saw a masked man coming towards him with overwhelming aura, and the blood energy on his head was also very strong.
"Blood Fire Cult Xue Tu?"
"Why is it him?"
"No wonder the man ran away so quickly before. It turned out that he was being targeted."
When they saw this person, the faces of the monks changed drastically and they all retreated.
Blood Tu, this is a resounding existence, a big demon who kills people without blinking an eye.
This man is a genius from China, not from this place. However, whether in China or in this foreign land, he is stained with countless blood and has killed countless powerful people.
Rumor has it that this person's way is the way of killing, he lives by killing, and his murderous intent is overwhelming.
He doesn't need a reason to kill. He can kill if he feels unhappy. He can also kill if he doesn't like you.
In short, this is a complete lunatic.
When Wang Fan came over earlier, there were many people who wanted to take Wang Fan's attention, surprise him, rob him or something.
But when this bloody massacre came, those people retreated one after another, no one dared to stop them.
When Xue Tu saw those people, he was extremely angry.
"A bunch of trash!"
He snorted coldly, then casually slapped a bloody palm print on the crowd, and the crowd had already left.
At this moment, Xue Tu was filled with anger.
Facing the six peak Saint Emperors before, he suppressed
He had a bad temper and did not take action.
But when encountering these ants, they are not so good-tempered.
Damn it for not stopping Wang Fan for him.
A palm print was taken, and the monks fled away one after another, but despite this, with two bang bang sounds, two people were still unable to dodge and died under the palm print.
A flash of blood dissipated in the air and appeared on the top of Xue Tu's head. The blood on Xue Tu's head became a little richer again. Of course, it was completely invisible to the naked eye.
Because the blood on his head was already very thick, adding that little bit would not have much impact.
"Damn it, this guy is a cruel person."
Wang Fan naturally saw that scene and cursed in his heart.
Blood Massacre? Blood Fire Cult?
It seems that he is still a vicious being, or a top evil genius?
He was a little speechless.
What would such a person do if he were to hunt him down? He would have eaten enough to hold on, right?
Also, those people just now were bastards too.
When Wang Fan came over, there were a lot of people ready to make a move, and even a few people who didn't have any eyesight jumped out directly.
But when this bloody massacre came, they all avoided it. This was obviously looking down on him.
Wang Fan was really unhappy, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Now he felt that he still couldn't defeat the bloody butcher, so he had better run away quickly.
While Wang Fan was running, he was devouring resources and healing elixirs, practicing frantically to recover.
On his body, a Tao Yun was running on its own.
Wang Fan clearly felt that with the flow of great luck, the injuries on his body recovered faster, and the speed of absorbing those resources was also faster.
"It seems that what the old man put into his body is something good." Wang Fan thought in his heart, and he was also very happy.
His mental strength also glanced at the blood slaughter behind him, and he thought to himself: "Chase, you continue to chase, when I recover my strength, it will be your death."<
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At the same time, Xue Tu was also chasing after him, feeling extremely angry.
He found that his speed was actually not as good as Wang Fan.
Of course, he is not as good as Wang Fan during the victory period, but he is still faster than the injured Wang Fan now.
However, despite this, even if the distance between him and Wang Fan is getting closer, it is extremely difficult to catch up with Wang Fan in a short time.
Xuetu was very angry in his heart, and the more so, the more he wanted to kill Wang Fan, otherwise it would be difficult to get rid of the hatred in his heart.
He is such a tough guy.
"No matter who you are, I will definitely kill you!"
Xue Tu was furious in his heart, and his speed was getting faster and faster.
an area.
Manghuang was also running away, and behind him, a group of monks were also chasing after him.
All he saw was that the top of Manghuang's head was filled with rich blood, and the light of blood filled the sky.
As he ran, he yelled at the people behind him: "Everyone, I really didn't do it. You have wronged me. I tell you, I am not afraid of you. If you continue to pursue me, I will fight back."
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This guy had been fishing before and frequently killed those who wanted to take advantage of him. Finally, he encountered a tough opponent.
Among the powerful men chasing after him, the strongest one was already at the fifth level of the Holy Emperor.
With Emperor Manghuang's peak cultivation level, it would still be difficult, almost impossible, to kill the Holy Emperor at the fifth level.
The most he can do is kill the Holy Emperor at the third level, which is already the limit.
"Boy, stop, I promise not to kill you. Otherwise, I will crush you to ashes."
The fifth-level Holy Emperor shouted while chasing Manghuang.
Manghuang ignored it and muttered in his heart: "Senior Brother Wang Fan, Senior Brother Wang Fan, where are you? Come out quickly. If you don't come out, I will be killed."
The words just fell.
He saw a figure covered in blood appeared in front of him, and the blood above his head filled the sky.
