Song Yuanhao's eyes were sarcastic and cold. Looking at Pang Xianyun, who was rushing toward him crazily, he seemed to be looking at a dead person. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, with disdain and sarcasm all over his face.
Pang Xianyun roared loudly, and rushed towards Song Yuanhao with one sword and his horse.
With this strike, he was going to kill Song Yuanhao.
However, there were quite a few people blocking Song Yuanhao at the moment. Seven or eight masters of the Cangxuan Sect, with expressionless faces, as if they were looking at a dead man, rushed straight to Pang Jianyun. After all, Pang Jianyun was
A member of the Tian generation of the Pang family, one of the masters.
He ranks third in the Pang family and is a master of the five realms of spiritual refining.
At that moment, one person was wielding a knife, and the sword energy was almost forced out of his hands.
But these people were still retreating. With one strike of his sword, Pang Xianyun chopped down several people one after another, until he was close to Song Yuanhao. Seeing that he was less than ten steps away from Song Yuanhao.
A trace of blood burst out from Pang Xianyun's eyes.
At this moment, blood surged in his chest.
In the previous battle, he had been seriously injured. Now, he could barely resist. He swallowed a mouthful of blood. Pang Xianyun stepped forward and walked straight towards Song Yuanhao.
At this moment, an old man beside Song Yuanhao couldn't help but shake his head.
"It's time to end."
The old man said calmly, with a hint of indifference in his tone, and he stepped out of Song Yuanhao's side.
This Song Yuanhao was just a member of the Pang family who was not from the same clan. However, this time, he did not hesitate to sell out the entire Pang family in order to climb up from the ancient martial arts family to his own Cangxuan sect and gain the status of an inner disciple.
He also despises this kind of people.
However, he was despised. After all, this person was serving for their Cangxuan Sect. No matter what, he could not let this person die here. At that moment, he stepped forward, swayed slightly, and walked forward.
The next moment, Pang Xianyun appeared behind him.
With one palm, he flew hard towards Pang Xianyun's back.
Pang Xianyun was horrified, but at this moment, he could no longer avoid it.
The old man's face was cold. With this palm strike, the aura of the realm of heaven and man burst out instantly, pouring into Pang Xianyun's body like a destructive force. In just an instant, he was almost completely destroyed!
Pang Xianyun opened his mouth, and with a "wow" sound, he vomited out a large amount of blood, and when his eyes darkened, he became even more distracted.
The terrifying power was overwhelming, and his internal organs were all shattered!
Song Yuanhao scoffed, standing on a high place, looking down at Pang Qianyun coldly.
"Go to hell!" The Cangxuan sect elder had a ferocious face. He took a big step forward, pulled out a knife, and slashed hard into Pang Xianyun's back. With a "puff", the knife penetrated
His body was crucified to the ground.
Pang Xianyun's eyes were dim, showing a trace of regret and unwillingness, and he left this world.
"Weak."
Song Yuanhao chuckled, lowered his head, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the drop of blood on his trouser leg that was accidentally sprayed by Pang Xianyun...
A sword energy came vertically and horizontally, a full ten meters away. He Changsong caught the sword forcefully, vomiting blood, and flew backwards in an instant, his eyes almost blurred.
He was breathing heavily, with a look of horror on his face.
This Patriarch Pang has become so powerful all of a sudden! It is almost as if he has survived three disasters and is about to become an innate master!
"Huh, how long can you hold on now?" He Changsong laughed wildly, his face looked particularly ferocious, he wiped the corner of his mouth and showed no fear on his face.
It has been more than seven minutes. Even if Patriarch Pang can fight, he will soon run out of gas!
When he runs out of fuel, his death will be imminent!
He Changsong's eyes were ferocious and crazy. In his eyes, Patriarch Pang was nothing more than a dead man, and all he needed to do was to delay and delay this time!
"Really?" Patriarch Pang strode forward with cold eyes and no fear at all.
He knew his own situation clearly in his heart, but his face showed no fear, "Killing you is enough!"
Ancestor Pang was cold, and now, an endless icy color appeared on his face. Ancestor Pang stepped forward, and his body turned into an afterimage, heading straight towards this
He Changsong is here.
He Changsong's heart skipped a beat. This Patriarch Pang couldn't hold on for long. He didn't know this, but he was just afraid that this person would not care about life and death, and would fight him to the death.
Then, this will be difficult! He Changsong gritted his teeth, stood up, and reluctantly fought against this Patriarch Pang.
However, in less than a minute, He Changsong was completely defeated. Patriarch Pang jumped up high, and this knife went straight to his head. He Changsong was horrified. He had no way to avoid it.
!
At this moment, Pang Ancestor couldn't help but trembled. He lowered his head suddenly and widened his big copper bell-like eyes. On his chest, the knife had pierced his chest, and
The blood was pouring out, almost unstoppable.
Patriarch Pang turned his head with difficulty. Behind him, some blood condensed faintly, and it transformed into the appearance of Zheng Qing. Zheng Qing had a blank look on his face, "Old man, you are so old."
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"In that case, I will personally send you on your way!"
As he spoke, Zheng Qing's face became more and more ferocious, and he thrust the knife forward harder and harder. With a pop, the blood on the ancestor's chest splattered out uncontrollably.
Zheng Qing reached out and wiped the blood on his face, his face filled with bloodlust.
"Old guy." He Changsong had already climbed up from the ground, with a ferocious look on his face. At that moment, from the front, he kicked Old Ancestor Pang hard on the chest. "Bang", Old Ancestor Pang
All the bones in Zu's chest were shattered, his eyes were gloomy, and his expression completely disappeared.
Pulling out the knife, Patriarch Pang's body twitched, and then fell down. His whole body's vitality and blood declined. In just a short moment, he completely turned into a mummy. Patriarch Pang was dead.
In the Little Void Realm, Chen Fan had a look of joy on his face, "It's done!"
Behind him, this shadow slowly emerged. When he stood up, he saw that this shadow was exactly the same as his own. The first shadow of the Nine Shadows Magic Art had been refined! Chen Fan closed his eyes and couldn't help but feel it silently.
This shadow is integrated with my own repair, and it is also hidden in my own shadow.
Anyone who has never fought against Chen Fan will not know Chen Fan's trump card. Chen Fan suddenly uses it, which can almost become the most powerful trump card! Moreover, this shadow can feel this constant flow while breathing.
The spiritual energy poured into his body bit by bit.
Chen Fan was ecstatic, his figure became one, this is the greatest magical effect of the Nine Shadows Magic!
This means that as long as Chen Fan's shadow is there, Chen Fan can even go out and fight with others while his body is at work, while this shadow is practicing at home, providing himself with a little bit of strength.
This is completely impossible for anyone!
With a satisfied look on his face, Chen Fan stood up and flexed his arms, "Well, I've been in seclusion for so long, and I don't know what the outside world has become. How about going and taking a look?"
Chen Fan's eyes flickered for a moment, and immediately, with one step, he left this small virtual realm.
And at the door of this small virtual realm, there is a young disciple of the Pang family, wearing a green suit, shivering. Looking at it, this child is less than 1.5 meters tall, thirteen years old, with a childish look on his face. At this moment, this child
Before the critical moment of life and death, a flash of light and shadow made Chen Fan take this step.
As soon as he saw this flash of light and shadow, Chen Fan came out. The young disciple's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, and then he rubbed his eyes.
"Mr. Mo, you have come out!"
With almost a hint of crying, the young disciple immediately rushed towards Chen Fan himself and grabbed Chen Fan's sleeve. Chen Fan couldn't help being startled and quickly turned his head to look at the child.