Mo Zhaqi's long hair was dancing wildly, his head was filled with anger, and his figure instantly tore through the void, heading towards Wang Fan to kill him.
At the same time, with a rumbling sound, the entire Xuanhe Castle's formation was activated.
People in Xuanhe City only saw a burst of mist rising, and then, Xuanhe Castle was shrouded in fog. They could only hear the roar coming from inside, but they could no longer detect anything.
"Array?"
When Wang Fan saw this scene, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and his mental power instantly swept out and enveloped those large formations.
If he didn't know how to use formations, he would still be in big trouble when facing this scene.
But in fact, his formation skills are quite high. Even if he cannot set up a large formation of this level, he should still be able to find a flaw and open a hole.
Wang Fan's mental energy swept out, but his hands were not idle either.
"Get away!"
He shouted angrily, and the next moment, the divine energy in his body exploded, his physical strength soared to the extreme, and he rushed forward and punched out.
With a bang, the sky collapsed and the earth shook, and the space trembled.
Mo Zhaqi felt a strong force coming from him and couldn't help but retreat slightly.
On the other hand, Wang Fan flew upside down again.
When Mo Zhaqi saw this scene, he couldn't help but have a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"Wang Fan, just-" However, just as he was about to taunt, a sword light suddenly cut through the void.
The next moment, with a burst of popping sounds, several fifth-level heavenly gods below fell.
Mo Zhaqi looked at this scene and was about to explode with anger, his face turned livid.
damn it.
This insidious bastard actually went to kill those weaklings again.
hateful!
Is this even a human being?
Where is your dignity as a strong man?
Mo Zhaqi cursed in his heart, but he had completely forgotten how cruel and cruel he was when he killed the Fiery Fire Sect monks.
Wang Fan instantly killed several fifth-level heavenly gods, and with a quick flash of his body, he arrived in front of a sixth-level heavenly god.
When the sixth-level Heaven Realm God saw Wang Fan coming, his expression changed drastically: "Wang Fan, you——"
He roared angrily, his divine energy exploded, and one arm exploded in an instant. At the same time, a powerful aura swept over him, and a big seal in the void suppressed it.
The great seal set off a roaring sound, which was extremely powerful, and was already approaching the explosive power of a seventh-level Heaven Realm God.
However, in front of Wang Fan, it was completely useless.
Wang Fan just slapped it with one palm, and with a bang, the big seal was torn into pieces.
The next moment, a leg shadow flashed out and landed on the head of the sixth-level Heaven Realm God like thunder.
Just hearing a bang, the sixth-level Heaven Realm God fell.
Killing these weaklings was effortless for Wang Fan.
"Wang Fan, you deserve to die, you have the ability to fight this god head-on."
Mozaqi is really about to explode, this guy is so shameless.
He wanted to kill Wang Fan, but Wang Fan did not fight him, but focused on killing those weaklings, and there was nothing he could do.
Because Wang Fan's speed, even if not as fast as his, is not much different.
He simply couldn't entangle Wang Fan.
When Wang Fan heard Mo Zhaqi's words, he was extremely disdainful: "Mo Zhaqi, don't say any more nonsense. You godless beasts should all die."
"What's more, when you tortured and killed the Fiery Fire Sect monks, why didn't you think that you were the strong one and they were the weak ones? Please, don't let the double standards be so obvious, okay?"
Wang Fan said disdainfully, but the killing continued.
Every time he attacks, he can destroy some days
Realm God monk.
As for those Earth Realm Gods, Wang Fan didn't even bother to take action. As long as he rushed over and hit them with his powerful body, those Earth Realm Gods would die.
Mo Zhaqi was angrily scolded by Wang Fan and was speechless for a moment.
Although he was very angry and wanted to kill Wang Fan immediately, he also knew that it would be difficult for him to kill Wang Fan.
Unless this guy doesn't want to escape, or the two of them are confined in a small space.
"Everyone come to this god."
Mo Zhaqi was anxious, really anxious.
Those are all his subordinates, and they are all his capital.
If all these people died, his status would be greatly affected.
However, it is not easy to retreat to his side?
"Wang Fan, you can't do this!"
"Sir, save us."
"Damn it, how could you do this? Do you still have the demeanor of a strong man?"
Those who are weak are also afraid of being killed.
Seeing each of their companions being killed by Wang Fan and falling into a pool of blood, endless panic arose in their hearts.
If they had known this earlier, they should not have killed those ants of the Agni Fire Sect.
They had a great time killing at that time, but what about now?
Wang Fan didn't torture them, but he was still killing them.
For a moment, they also regretted a little, they really regretted it.
Endless despair and fear arose in my heart.
In just less than a stick of incense, except for Mo Zhaqi and Wang Fan, there was not a single living person in the entire Xuanhe Castle.
Everyone died, all died in Wang Fan's hands.
Wang Fan has no sympathy for those people at all.
The godly monks should all die.
After killing all those people, Wang Fan no longer retreated, but faced Mo Zhaqi head-on.
Mo Zhaqi stared at Wang Fan coldly, even a little angry.
Looking at the wreckage on the ground, his eyes were cold.
"Wang Fan, you deserve to die. You will pay for what you have done."
Mo Zhaqi said coldly, and the next moment, with a whoosh, his figure was like lightning, and he shot towards Wang Fan directly.
Wang Fan saw this moment and sneered: "Really? People like you haven't paid the price yet, so I'm not in a hurry."
As he spoke, he was not afraid at all. The Chaos Sword instantly appeared in his hand, and the next moment, surrounded by sword light in the sky, it also killed Mozaqi.
The two fought in Xuanhe Castle, the space collapsed, and the sky became dark.
A series of magical powers were unleashed from the hands of the two men, and their power was astonishing.
Wang Fan holds the Chaos Sword in his hand like a sword god, terrifyingly powerful.
Gods block gods and kill gods, Buddhas block Buddhas and slaughter Buddhas. The more you fight, the braver you become.
Mozaqi became more and more frightened as he fought.
How could Wang Fan be so strong?
Is the divine energy in his body endless?
He had killed so many powerful men before, didn't he have any leftovers?
Why do you feel like your power is endless?
Mozaqi was really shocked.
You know, at first, he looked down on Wang Fan at all, and never took Wang Fan in his eyes.
In his opinion, as long as Wang Fan meets him, he will definitely die.
After all, he is a powerful person on the eighth level of the heavenly realm.
Wang Fancai is only at the sixth level of Heaven Realm God.
And even if a person on the sixth level of the Heaven Realm is defiant, it is absolutely impossible to cross two realms and defeat him, right?
