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The buzzing sound resounded, all kinds of weapons criss-crossed, the air and waves broke through, like a violent storm, madly bombarded Wang Fan in the past.

The burst of howling is simply deafening!

"Kill me? Are you also worthy?" Wang Fancai laughed, his body full of spirits, and the Shadow Knife swept out instantly.

The Cloud Splitter method spreads out, and the waves of the knife break through the air, instantly splitting into countless strands, and madly greeted those attacks.

Boom!

The piercing sound resounded, and under the huge wave riot, Wang Fan began to retreat madly.

At the same time, those who lacked the strength of the realm were also twisted by the terror wave that spread out, and instantly retreated, and the blood was flying.

The broken limbs and broken arms are mixed with Yin Hong blood flying around the sky. At this moment, it seems that this place has become a human purgatory.

"Pengyun son, you challenge me first, and I take your space ring. That is your responsibility. You have taken your life that day, but you do n’t know what to do, and you want to kill me. If so, then go dead."

Wang Fangao said with a smile, that after stabilizing his body, he didn't stay for a moment, and his body jumped up like a Dapeng. The turbulent weather swept away, and he fell again.

Hum!

Daolang rolled out, and instantly formed hundreds of feet of laughter, swept crazy towards Peng Yunzi and the people around him.

"Go together, kill him, fight with him!"

Peng Yun's face changed drastically. While roaring wildly, his people exploded, his eyes flashing infinite fear.

This knife is really terrible, he can't take it at all, and he has also felt that Wang Fan's strength has actually reached the sixth floor of the terrifying heaven.

The sixth floor of heaven, what is the growth rate?

You know, when Wang Fan first entered the secret realm of Zong Yuan, he was only on the ninth floor. How long has it been since he has reached the sixth floor of heaven?

The speed at which this strength is increased is simply terrifying.

Peng Yun can feel the horror of Wang Fan's knife, and the rest can naturally feel it.

They all want to retreat, but unfortunately there are too many people, they simply can't avoid it. In desperation, they can only roar with their teeth clenched and attack again.

With a loud bang, Wang Fan cut off with a knife, and blood rain flew across.

In an instant, dozens of monks on the ninth floor were directly cut into the waist and fell into the pool of blood.

Yin Hong's blood was flowing, and the whole ground was stained red, and the air was full of blood.

Peng Yun's whole person was even split into two halves, and then stirred up by the violent killing, turned into a pool of blood.

Watching a knife and killing Peng Yun, as well as Wang Fan, who hacked dozens of ninth-level monks, everyone was terrified and couldn't help being a scalp tingling.

Horrible, it is terrible.

They have never seen such a terrible monk in heaven.

When Wang Fan cut it off, there was also a burst of qi and blood, and his whole person was also caught in the sky of turbulence, and his body was overflowing with countless blood.

After all, this is a crazy attack by hundreds of people. That attack is like a rainstorm in the sky.

No matter how powerful he is, he can't hide in the past, and can't bear it all.

At this time, he had completely turned into a blood man, and he looked terrible. Only the shadow knife in his hand was still shimmering in cold light, and there was no stain of blood.

"Kill it! He's injured! It's almost impossible, kill him, everything on him is ours!"

"He can break through to such a situation in such a short time, there are definitely a lot of treasures on his body, as long as he is killed, those things will be ours."

The three layers of Heaven Realm headed roared loudly with their throats, vigorously vigorously, confusing everyone to kill Wang Fan again.

So far, they are simply not allowed to stop.

Because Wang Fan does not die, they will all die in the future.

Now that they have so many people, they still have the opportunity to kill Wang Fan, but once the opportunity is missed, it will not be possible to gather in the future.

By then, as long as they meet Wang Fan again, no one will be Wang Fan's opponent. Therefore, Wang Fan, must die!

"Kill me? What are you guys? A group of native chickens and dogs dared to kill me. If so, then you will die first."

Wang Fankai said with a smile, his figure flickered suddenly, turned into a stream of light, and then madly killed everyone again.

The sky and the waves stirred this battle, this battle is simply the crack of the sky, the sun and the moon are dark.

The rocks were broken and the ground was destroyed.

The terrifying air wave is like a thunder and lightning, constantly flashing and roaring, and the whole area is destroyed in a mess.

Blood and rain were everywhere in the air and on the ground.

Here, it seems to have become the battlefield, Shura's battlefield.

Wang Fan holds a shadow knife, like the wind like a demon, and each knife will take away the lives of countless people and set off countless blood mists.

He seems to be no longer a person, but a killer and a devil.

The killing intention on that body was like substance, and the depressed people could not breathe.

In just a short time, more than 200 monks died and fell into a pool of blood. Even the three-layered strongman of the heavenly realm led by him, several people were cut by the waist.

On the ground, there were also piles of corpses, forming hills, which looked terrifying.

Not far away, Su Yueyi and Xue Xianzi, who had no hands on them, looked at this scene, and their faces could not help becoming pale, and their hearts were shocked.

Faced with the crazy attack of hundreds of monks, Wang Fan actually killed nearly three hundred people, which is really terrifying.

Such a person actually entered Zong Yuan's secret realm. For other monks who entered Zong Yuan's secret realm, it was a disaster.

They couldn't help being afraid, but fortunately they didn't do it. Otherwise, they might not be spared now.

Not only the two of them, even the only two or three hundred monks left, were equally shocked.

Five or six hundred people were killed by more than half, which made their hearts unable to resist the fear.

If I knew this, they shouldn't join in.

Unfortunately, it is too late to say anything.

Some of them are still attacking frantically, trying to kill Wang Fan, but some people have already begun to retreat slowly, with the idea of ​​running away.

Wang Fanke ignored these, still madly fighting there.

There are countless scars on his body, blood is dripping, and the breath is not as strong as before, and there is a recession.

"He's about to die, come on, don't give him a gasp and kill him!"

A young man on the third floor of Tianjing felt Wang Fan's unsteady breath.

This man was the suitor of Na Yueyue, who was in the Zongyuan Mountains before, and the black-faced man who was in trouble with Wang Fan was also his subordinate.

With the voice of the youth, everyone was stunned, and madly urged the aura in the body, and launched another round of crazy attacks.

Even those who plan to escape are no exception. They have decided that after this attack, if they can't hit Wang Fan any more, they will escape.

"Ah!" Wang Fan felt another round of crazy attacks from the crowd and couldn't help but screamed.

He knew that he could not continue this way. If he continued this way, he had to be alive and dead.

Originally, Wang Fan thought that with his current strength, dealing with five or six hundred people in this area was not a problem at all, but now it seems that he still overestimated himself.

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