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Chapter 5232 The Fall of Baal

 Baal just now also fought for his life, the divine energy in his body exploded, and his combat power was at full strength.

But he failed to defeat Wang Fan at all. Not only that, he was also hit by Wang Fan several times again.

At this moment, his injuries were becoming more and more serious.

Baer stared at Wang Fan with anger in his heart.

He was no match for Wang Fan, which he simply could not tolerate.

Of course, he also knew that if Wang Fan hadn't sneak attacked him earlier and caused him to be seriously injured at the beginning, he would not be so passive at all.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Barr roared angrily, and his huge body rose into the air again, killing Wang Fan.

No matter what, he had to kill Wang Fan first.

Wang Fan also became angry when he saw this scene.

He was about to put away the Chaos Sword and fight this guy with his physical body, but at this moment, an extremely rich power suddenly poured into his body from the Chaos Sword.

"Chaos energy?"

Wang Fan felt that power and his expression immediately couldn't help but change.

Chaos energy actually came from the Chaos Sword.

This was something he didn't expect at all.

Moreover, this chaotic energy is different from the ones he collected before.

Because this chaotic energy is more pure.

A strong sense of power surged through his body, and Wang Fan roared loudly, his toes suddenly touched the ground, and with a bang, his whole body rushed forward.

The next moment, the Chaos Sword in his hand was raised and he slashed out again.

The sixth form of Excalibur!

Buzz!

A sword light soared into the sky, murderous intent rising into the sky.

This sword is not a simple sixth form of the divine sword, but a superimposed sixth form of the divine sword.

The power was comparable to him directly using the seventh form of the Divine Sword, or even stronger.

"you--"

-bar

When you felt the sword, your face suddenly changed, and your forward body suddenly stopped.

He stared at Wang Fan, looking at that sword, his heart was filled with turmoil, and his face was filled with disbelief.

Wang Fan was clearly extremely weak, and even his divine energy was depleted. How could he still unleash such a terrifying sword?

He couldn't figure it out and couldn't figure it out.

Because he could clearly feel that Wang Fan's weakness was not pretending, but real.

There was no time to think so much. Facing this sword, Barr had a look of ferocity on his face.

He roared loudly, and suddenly hammered himself with both fists. In a burst of banging sounds, most of his body exploded.

The exploded flesh body burned again in an instant, and the aura on Barr's body increased in an instant.

In this brief moment, Barr once again let out a low roar like an ancient ferocious beast, clenched his fists together, and suddenly punched forward.

boom!

There was a roar.

The sword light shattered.

Barr also let out a puff, spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and flew back.

He fell hard to the ground, and his whole body was a bloody mess.

He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Wang Fan, and struggled to get up, but he couldn't get up at all.

Wang Fan also staggered and almost fell to the ground.

If he hadn't pressed his sword against the ground, he might have really fallen.

This is his most difficult battle in recent times, and also the most dangerous one.

Even when he was besieged at Ji's house and attacked by evil cultivators, he had never been so embarrassed or seriously injured.

Wang Fan looked at Baal who was lying on the ground and couldn't even get up, and sneered: "You are the only one who can return to the ninth level of the Heaven Realm God? You are just a piece of garbage, you don't

Do you want to kill me? Come and kill me."

He kept stimulating Barr and stimulating Barr's fragile nerves.

Baal was so irritated by Wang Fan that he gritted his teeth and roared in anger.

If it were normal times, he wouldn't care at all about Wang Fan's sarcasm. ??

But now, he couldn't care less.

Because it was Wang Fan who caused him to be in the situation he is in today. It was Wang Fan who made him what he is now.

It can be said that his hatred for Wang Fan has reached an overwhelming level.

The most important thing is that Wang Fan's cultivation level is not as high as his. Not only is it not as high as him, but it is three levels lower than him.

Under such circumstances, how could he withstand Wang Fan's provocation?

"What, you're angry? You're just incompetent and furious! Barr, you're a piece of trash, you don't deserve to live in this world. If I were you, I'd rather kill myself."

Wang Fan said with a sneer, already raising his feet with difficulty, and walked towards Barr step by step.

Although he was also very weak and wanted to stop and rest.

But now, it is not possible.

People like Barr are a threat as long as they breathe.

He must take advantage of Barr's weakness to kill this guy.

Otherwise, who knows if this guy will escape or if there is a way to get violent again at the next moment?

"Wang Fan, do you think you have really won? If you kill me, what will happen? I have countless powerful gods. Even if you kill me, you can't kill them all! What's more, you

Do you really think I have no power to fight back? Do you really think you can kill me?"

Barr stared at Wang Fan, angry and desperate inside, but roaring ferociously on the surface.

He was threatening, threatening Wang Fan.

As long as Wang Fan gives him some more time, he will be able to stand up again.

Wang Fan didn’t even

Stopped, still walking step by step, eyes fixed on Barr.

His pace is not fast, but very steady.

Without talking, Wang Fan began to accumulate the little strength in his body.

He wanted to save his energy and kill this Baal in one fell swoop.

After a long moment, Wang Fan dragged his exhausted body to the front of Baal.

He lowered his head and grinned, "It seems you can go and die."

As the sound fell, Wang Fan raised the Chaos Sword in his hand again, and then slashed it down.

There was no slight fluctuation of divine energy, just an ordinary chop.

Barr roared angrily, and the few divine energy around him exploded, instantly building up a layer of defense.

This kind of defense was naturally impossible to resist Wang Fan at his peak, but it was enough to resist this sword.

However, what made him despair was that with a puff, the defense that he thought was enough to withstand Wang Fan's sword was instantly penetrated and fell apart.

The next moment, the Chaos Sword had penetrated his body.

"no no!!!"

Barr is desperate.

At this moment, a wave of sword intent erupted, and his whole body was torn apart with a bang.

A wisp of divine soul overflowed and escaped at great speed.

The Chaos Sword in Wang Fan's hand flew out immediately, catching up with the soul in the blink of an eye.

Amidst a burst of daring and desperate screams, the Chaos Sword slashed through him, and his soul was wiped out in ashes.

"Idiot, by the way, I forgot to tell you, my Chaos Sword is alive."

Wang Fan murmured, but could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

He is right, the Chaos Sword is spiritual, even the Chaos Sword itself is equivalent to a heavenly god.

So, he is not fighting one against one, but two against one.


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