The great elder Wang Xian rebelled, the second elder Wang Yuan was killed, and the third elder Wang Mu was beheaded.
In less than a day, no, not even an hour, the Wang family's peak combat power fell apart in an instant.
It can be said that except for him, Wang Batian, there is no longer a strong person in the late stage of Heaven Realm God.
This is only talking about the three elders. As for the Wang family monks from other realms, I don’t know how many were killed.
And all of this can be said to be caused by Wang Fan.
If it hadn't been for this bastard, even if the Wang family wouldn't have ended well in the end, they would never have fallen into the current situation so quickly.
Wang Batian looked at Wang Fan and couldn't even feel hatred in his heart.
He only has killing intent, a strong killing intent.
No matter what, he wanted to kill Wang Fan, and he had to kill this guy.
Wang Fan also looked at Wang Batian without saying anything or taking action.
However, the space around him began to distort slightly, and the divine energy in his body surged like a torrent, threatening to explode at any time.
Facing Wang Batian, Wang Fan would definitely not dare to be careless in the slightest.
This guy is too strong, and he is also a bit evil. If he is not careful, he will probably be killed.
Wang Batian's aura was also skyrocketing, skyrocketing crazily.
The domineering and boundless aura enveloped the space in all directions, and no one within a radius of nearly a thousand miles dared to approach.
The breaths of the two collided in mid-air, and there were faint signs of explosion.
They are all gathering momentum and striving to unleash the strongest blow to kill their opponents in a short time.
a long distance away.
Weng Baixu and others from the Loose Cultivator Alliance also arrived.
They all looked ahead with solemn expressions and their hearts were extremely heavy.
Even Weng Baixu didn't dare to easily step into the fighting space between the two at this moment.
Because of the terrifying whirlpool storm, even he felt unprecedented pressure.
in that pressure
Under this, he felt like a small piece of grass, as if it might be harvested at any time.
"Leader, are these Wang Fan and Wang Batian? Are they going to fight?"
An elder looked ahead and asked solemnly.
Without enough cultivation, he couldn't see anything at all, and even with his mental strength, he couldn't get close to the two of them.
Because his mental power will be split as long as it goes within a thousand miles. The deeper it goes, the stronger the splitting force will be.
"Yes, it should be Wang Fan." Weng Baixu nodded, feeling a little sad in his heart.
This is really the wave behind the Yangtze River pushing the wave ahead.
He still remembered that when he first heard about Wang Fan, Wang Fan was no more than a little holy emperor. At that time, he was already at the eighth level of the heavenly realm.
Now, how long has it been since that little Holy Emperor has grown to what it is now?
But he was still walking in the same place.
It’s so shameless to live, it’s really embarrassing just thinking about it.
"Then who do you think will win? Will Wang Fan be Wang Batian's opponent?"
The elder spoke again.
Even though they looked like they were fighting against the Wang family, they knew it in their hearts.
As long as Wang Batian doesn't die, even if the Wang family is destroyed, it won't make much sense.
Wang Batian alone can kill them all.
Moreover, it won't take many years for Wang Batian to still be able to raise a family.
When Weng Baixu heard the words, he pondered slightly and said, "I don't know, but if Wang Fan can block Wang Batian's aura and pressure, he should still have a slight chance of winning."
"It's not that easy for Wang Batian to kill him. What's more, if Wang Fan loses at a critical moment, I will take action."
The monk nodded and did not ask any more questions.
At the same moment, many monks in Batian City began to evacuate.
Those who have not reached the fifth level of Heavenly Realm God dare not stay in Batian City. They are afraid of being affected by the aftermath and dying miserably here.
Only the members of the Wang family, relying on the protection of the Wang family's formation restrictions, remained in place and did not move.
They also looked at the area where Wang Fan and Wang Fan were. Although they couldn't see anything, they were all praying in their hearts.
The ancestor must kill Wang Fan. If even the ancestor cannot kill Wang Fan, then the Wang family will really be doomed.
Wang Fan is a murderer. If no one can suppress him, what should they do?
Everyone in the Wang family has a lot of thoughts.
At this moment, Wang Batian spoke.
"I really didn't expect that you have grown to such an extent in just a few years. It's really incredible."
Wang Batian's voice was very low, and when he spoke, even the murderous intention in his body was completely restrained.
But just like this, Wang Fan felt even more dangerous.
He slowly raised his head, looked at Wang Batian, and said with a smile: "Yes, after many years, I have been able to stand in front of you as an equal. Looking back on those years, the gap between us was still quite big."
The corner of Wang Batian's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Can this kid speak? I’m so worried!
Wang Fan still said: "Forget it, let's not talk nonsense. Today, I, Wang Fan, will kill you. It's time to understand all the grudges."
"I have heard for a long time that your Tyrant Palm and Tyrant Sword are extremely powerful. Today, I, Wang Fan, would like to see them."
As the sound fell, Wang Fan's figure suddenly moved, and the soles of his feet suddenly touched the space.
With a bang, the space exploded, and Wang Fan disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, a wisp of sword light erupted instantly, radiating thousands of miles and slashing directly towards
It’s Wang Batian.
Excalibur, first form.
In his previous battles with enemies, he had almost always used a single technique.
Don't forget, the power of his Eight Divine Sword Styles can be superimposed.
Therefore, this time, he will start from scratch and strive to kill Wang Batian with the greatest certainty.
"Batian Palm, Tyrant Sword? Haha, do you know that what I, Wang Batian, are best at is the Tyrant Spear?"
Wang Batian is also a wonderful person. Hearing Wang Fan's words, he responded with a smile.
The next moment, his right hand suddenly reached forward, his divine energy exploded, and he blasted out with a palm.
There was a roar.
The sword light shattered.
A violent force acted on Wang Fan, and his clothes were fluttering, but Wang Fan remained unmoved.
He smiled faintly, spun around suddenly, and slashed out the Chaos Sword in his hand again.
The second form of Excalibur!
Wang Batian was also extremely calm. He raised his left hand and a long knife appeared in his hand.
The next moment, the long sword swept across, an extremely domineering aura surged out, the sword light exploded, and the space was instantly split with a hissing sound.
boom!
The sword lights collided quickly in mid-air, and there was another explosion. The sword lights shattered, but the sword lights continued to slash at Wang Fan.
Wang Fan's expression remained unchanged, the divine energy in his body surged, his figure whirled in mid-air, and he slashed out with another sword.
The third form of Excalibur.
The combined power of the three swords is already astonishingly powerful.
If calculated based on a single sword move, he only performed the third move of the Divine Sword, but due to the superposition of power, it was already equivalent to the fifth move of the Divine Sword.
The sword light was bright and collided with the slashing sword light again.
boom!
There was another loud noise, the sword light shattered, and the sword light also dimmed, but the offensive continued unabated and continued to kill Wang Batian.
