Kill one person with one sword and leave no trace behind for thousands of miles!
On the high platform, Wu Buhui sat down.
His eyes were cold, looking down, while Chen Fan alone, bathed in blood, fought forward.
The sound of killing came from all around.
In the blood-colored coffin, the two weak people slowly opened their eyes. Li Wanji's eyes showed a strange color. She recognized the voice, "Xiao Fan...?" Li Wanji was stunned for a moment, but her pupils did not dilate.
The Onmyoji pursed her lips and turned pale. She was already feeling desperate, but suddenly, she heard a killing cry.
Has someone come to rescue me?
The Onmyoji was so excited that she could not help but subconsciously sit up a little. The soul-suppressing nails were nailed to her limbs, blood flowed out, and the Onmyoji trembled with excitement.
With a sweep of the sword, a dozen severed arms flew out from the high platform, blood splattering everywhere.
The two transformed into masters and struck Chen Fan in the chest with one blow, sending Chen Fan flying backwards.
"Cough" coughed up a mouthful of blood, Chen Fan leaned on his sword and stepped forward again.
Bodies were piled at his feet.
Wu Buzheng sat with an expressionless face, "You have a pure body? No wonder you can recover so quickly." Wu Buzheng was silent. Even though Chen Fan didn't die from the blow from the six-transformation master, he actually suffered a lot.
Seriously injured.
However, most of the injuries were absorbed by Wu Guo's body. At the moment, he just sat upright and watched with indifferent eyes.
Two shadows flew up, a spiritual blast erupted from their feet, and they kicked down to kill!
"Stop them!" the men roared.
The people from the six heavenly sects outside are attacking crazily, and on their side, most of the manpower has gone to intercept the people from the six heavenly sects. Only a small part of the people are left here.
Of the three formation-protecting experts from the Six Innate Realms, two of them were building the teleportation formation, and the other one had already been killed by Chen Fan.
Most of the remaining people are just those who have reached the innate realm below the second transformation of Transformation Energy.
And these people were brutally slaughtered by Chen Fan alone.
There are thirty stairs to the altar. Chen Fan holds a sword in his hand and climbs up step by step firmly.
On the blade, drink blood.
Po Jun trembled slightly.
Although there were many people in the funeral, they could not resist Chen Fan. They fought all the way to the highest point of the altar, only ten steps away from Wu BuZheng. Wu BuZheng sat down, holding a sword in his hand, looking at Chen Fan with cold eyes.
, high in the sky, a powerful man fell down and transformed into a second form of strength. He is the last master left here.
"Black Slayer." With a low shout, this powerful man struck out with a palm and came straight towards Chen Fan.
"Spiritual violence!"
With a low shout, Chen Fan, one person and two figures, stepped forward together. From his feet, a spiritual blast exploded. The true energy in his dantian was drawn out crazily. Chen Fan's face turned pale, but the next moment, boundless
The golden light has already filled the air.
This golden light completely covered the entire altar. When the golden light dissipated, Chen Fan knelt down on one knee and gasped for breath.
The great power that transformed energy into the second transformation is dead!
The whole person turned into blood mist and disappeared into the air.
After kneeling on one knee for a full moment, Chen Fan stood up with his sword in hand, his body trembling a little.
All around, the buried people were afraid and backed away.
Along the way here, more than one hundred and twenty people died at the hands of Chen Fan. Five people died at the first transformation, one person at the first transformation, and one person at the sixth transformation.
At this moment, Chen Fan stood in front of Wu Buzheng.
Chen Fan raised his sword.
"Do you still have the strength to fight?" Wu Buzheng stood up indifferently, "Okay, then let me deal with you." He stepped out with one step, and he melted into the darkness. With the next step, his body became bigger.
More than twice as many times, the whole person was shrouded in a black light, with a bamboo hat on his head.
Once the energy changes, the ghost is in the state of a master.
After returning to this burial stronghold, Wu Buzheng broke through again and officially entered the transformation of energy.
And his first transformation is not weaker than the second transformation master!
Wu Buzheng's body swayed, and he punched Chen Fan hard. Chen Fan's energy was almost exhausted. After receiving this punch, he fell from the altar. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. After struggling for a few times, he could hardly climb up.
rise.
He took out a pot of elixir wine and took a deep sip. The energy in his dantian recovered a little.
Wu Buzheng jumped high and landed in front of Chen Fan.
"I will kill you with my own hands and use you as a stepping stone to achieve my supreme path!" Wu Buzheng raised his hands, with a terrifying look in his eyes, and a huge black hand slammed down from high in the sky, "Mo Fan
, let me show you the true power of Hua Jin!"
With a palm strike, the earth trembled.
Chen Fan stepped on the Spirit Exorcist Step, and the person disappeared from the spot. The Taishang Chapter was running wildly, and the golden fighting spirit emerged.
He punched forward hard.
The two of them exchanged punches. Wu Buzheng was in his peak state, but Chen Fan was almost exhausted. With one punch, Chen Fan's strength was already weaker than that of the master of the second transformation of Huajin. He trembled again and spurted out
After a mouthful of blood, the man staggered backwards and stepped on the ground, leaving seven or eight large craters.
Chen Fan circulated his Qi, but the Qi was not flowing smoothly, his face turned red, and a mouthful of blood flowed backwards.
"How much strength do you have left?" Wu Buzheng put his hands behind his back and slowly walked forward step by step, "Take it all out."
"Spiritual violence!"
Chen Fan growled, took a step forward, and drained the last bit of energy from his body. At the same time, two shadows also stepped forward. The shadows were not without limits, and in the previous fight, these two shadows had almost reached the extreme.
, at this moment, this another spiritual violence is the limit of these two shadows.
The spiritual storm struck out, terrifying infuriating energy burst out from his feet, and endless golden light covered the place once again.
Three rays of golden light went straight towards Wu Bu Zheng.
Wu Buzheng had expected it, and his feet sank, and he held his hands in front of him to protect himself. Chen Fan's attack was already at the end of his strength, less than one-third of the strength of his heyday.
Black light emerged from Wu Buzheng's body, protecting his body, and the spirit storm fell down.
After a long time, the golden light dissipated.
Wu Buzheng coughed repeatedly, his body shook, and the black light dissipated from his body, but he still stood, with just a trace of blood on the corner of his lips.
"Is this the power in spiritual storms?" Wu Buzheng laughed, "Nothing more than that."
"puff."
Chen Fan spurted a mouthful of blood on the ground, his body swayed, and he managed to hold on to this point. As a mere nine-level Xiantian, it was unbelievable and shocking to the world to kill so many energy-transforming masters in a row.
But people eventually have their limits, and now, it is Chen Fan’s limit!
Chen Fan's face was extremely pale and he was almost unsteady on his feet. The shadow also disappeared and could no longer be summoned.
Chen Fan felt very tired.
"Hmph, die!" Wu Buzheng sneered and took a step forward. Black light emerged from his hand and struck Chen Fan's head with a palm. "Today next year, I will go to your grave...you...!" Wu
His eyes widened in fear.
Chen Fan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were cold, and a golden light shined between his eyebrows. He didn't care about saving, and slashed out with the fourth sword energy!
The fourth sword energy slashed out, it was frightening and dazzling, far better than the one before Guo.
In order to kill a mere Wu Bu Zheng, Chen Fan was right to him.
Under this sword energy, Wu Buzheng's dead soul emerged, but it was to no avail. Under this sword energy, even a master who had mastered the Sixth Transformation Transformation before, faced this sword and tried all his methods, but in the end only one body was left behind.
The fate of Death Dao disappeared, and Wu Buzheng, who was not with the Corpse King, was only a stronger monk after all. Facing such an unreasonable sword, it was meaningless even if he included some of his hidden trump cards.
"Young Master!!" All around, the dead souls of the two masters of the Sixth Transformation of Strength were emerging. They didn't even bother to arrange the teleportation array. With a whoosh, people were flying towards them.
In order to save this Wu Bu Zheng, you can do whatever it takes!
Wu Buzheng is everything.
The changes that the Burial Organization has achieved today are all due to Wu Buzheng. If the Holy Son dies, the consequences will be disastrous!
At that moment, as if they were desperate for their lives, the two people rushed over and caught Wu Buzheng, but so what? The golden sword intent still slashed down slowly and silently. The power of the king was unstoppable, even if it was two statues
The master of the Six Transformations of Energy is also completely useless.
The two venerables fought tooth and nail to protect each other, using all their strength, and in the end, they even risked their lives!
The two of them exploded their bodies directly under this sword! The terrifying ripples of true energy began, and they transformed into one blow with ten times the strength.
And the golden sword finally struck down hard at that moment.