"You fight again, don't give him a chance to escape."

A cold light flashed in Ning Tian's eyes, he snorted coldly, and immediately killed Wang Fan.

As long as the sixteen people can hold the void, do not give Wang Fan a chance to escape, and force Wang Fan to fight him head-on, then he will be sure to kill Wang Fan.

When the sixteen God Realm powerhouses heard this, they all nodded, and then immediately went around in a circle.

At the same time, their spiritual energy surged, and they converged and merged in mid-air, forming a strange circle of light.

This is their combined attack method, which was passed on to them by the Wang family, but the price paid is also very high.

Originally, they did not intend to use this method, but Wang Fan was too evil, and they had no choice but to do so.

Instead of being seized by Wang Fan and killing them one by one, they might as well pay the price and use this method to trap Wang Fan and let Ning Tian take action.

Ning Tian is the eighth-ranked evildoer in the top 100 top 100 sacred places in the divine realm, and he is the most powerful person among the powerhouses in this sacred realm.

If he could force Wang Fan to fight Ning Tian head-on, and not give Wang Fan a chance to escape, Ning Tian could definitely kill Wang Fan.

This, no one doubts.

Seeing Ning Tian coming, Wang Fan sneered and said disdainfully, "You want to kill me too? It's really a dream, do you really think I'm still the same me?"

When Ning Tian heard this, he was a little confused.

What's the meaning?

Wang Fan was too lazy to say more, the sword in his hand swept away, and a sword light flashed, and it had already slashed at Ning Tian.

Ning Tian sneered, without any intention of retreating, he stepped in the void, his hands were palms, and he kept shooting forward.

Bang bang bang.

A series of explosions sounded, and the sword lights blasted by Wang Fan were smashed into pieces.

Seeing this scene, the sixteen gods are a little excited.

Sure enough, Wang Fan might be stronger than them, but compared to Ning Tian, ​​he was still a little worse.

For a time, their confidence in Ning Tian also increased.

Wang Fan ignored the excited idiots, and stared at Ning Tian with disdain: "Aren't you a shooter? Where's your bow and arrow? Why don't you use it?"

"With your two chicken feet, you also want to shake my divine sword? You want to kill me too?"

Ning Tian gritted his teeth, this guy's mouth is really poisonous, every word can make him furious.

Ning Tian didn't speak, and continued to kill Wang Fan.

One after another palm print is like a water curtain that fills the sky, covering the sky and the ground, and the black pressure slams into Wang Fan.

In the air, the sound of explosions continued, and the space was constantly broken and repaired.

Facing the overwhelming palm print, Wang Fan sneered, put away the divine sword in an instant, and rushed over.

He is the real body refining cultivator, is he still afraid of this mere palm print.

Boom boom boom.

Punch after punch, Wang Fan smashed those palm prints in just an instant.

After smashing those palm prints, he rushed towards Ning Tian, ​​intending to get close.

Between the heavens and the earth, the avenues of brilliance flow, and the paths are meant to collide continuously, invisible to the naked eye.

It was the collision between Wang Fan and Ning Tian Domain, but it did not affect the battle between the two.

In other words, even Wang Fan, at this moment's domain, is not enough to crush Ning Tian.

This was one of the reasons why he had no choice but to escape.

If the domain can be strongly suppressed, then Ning Tian will not be so scary, and he can easily kill it.

From this, it can be seen that this god's domain arrogance is really not a vain name.

Wang Fan wanted to get close, how could Ning Tian give him a chance?

Almost at the moment when Wang Fan smashed his palm prints and planned to get close, Ning Tian had already bent his bow and shot an arrow.

An extremely strong killing intent was brewing in the sky, and for a while, Wang Fan felt as if he was locked to death.

No matter which direction to escape, there is no way to escape this sword.

Dangerous, dangerous! !

With a crazy warning in his heart, Wang Fan, who originally wanted to dodge immediately, abruptly suppressed the thought of dodging.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed the Divine Sword in his hand again, and then his body was restrained, the Divine Essence in his body roared, and the sword was slashed out.

Divine Sword Sixth Form!

hum!

Almost at the same time, a humming sound followed.

Ning Tian, ​​a qualified shooter, also shot the arrow in his hand.

For a time, the killing intent of the arrow exploded frantically, and shot towards Wang Fan hurriedly.

"Brother Ning's God-killing arrow, this Wang Fan is dead."

"It seems that Brother Ning is also genuine, otherwise he would never have used the Divine Sword at the very beginning."

"Deserved, this guy should have died. Brother Ning did the right thing. If you give this guy a chance, God knows what will happen."

And feeling this scene, the sixteen Tianjiao were even more excited.

God-killing arrows, this is not just talk.

Ning Tian really used this trick to kill a god.

What he killed was a Yellow Realm God, and he was also the pinnacle of the Yellow Realm God in the early days of the Yellow Realm.

Terrible.

With such a powerful arrow, no one thought that Wang Fan would survive.

When Ning Tian shot this arrow, he was relieved, and a smile appeared on his slightly pale face.

A determined smile.

Wang Fan is really too difficult to deal with, he has already experienced this.

Therefore, as soon as he made a shot, it was a thunderous strike.

First use the boxing shadow to confuse Wang Fan, delay time, and then display this killer.

At such a close distance, this arrow, not to mention Wang Fan, even the most peak existence in the early days of Huang Jingshen, will surely die.

He has this confidence.

flood!

A loud noise suddenly came out.

This is the power collision of the sixth form of the Divine Sword and the Divine Sword.

In an instant, the killing collapsed and the ground cracked, and the entire sky became bleak and even darker.

A violent wave spread in all directions, and within a radius of 10,000 miles, in addition to the sixteen gods, many monks were affected.

"What a horrible storm."

"Then Wang Fan, is he dead?"

"Should be dead, right?"

There was a brief silence, and the sixteen strong men of God's Domain spoke with difficulty.

Rao is that they cooperated and used the exercises donated by the Wang family to resist, and their faces were slightly pale.

But their eyes were excited.

In their opinion, Wang Fan is dead, and there is absolutely no possibility of surviving.

However, when the storm dissipated, they were stunned.

A figure stood there proudly, with a pothole of unknown depth under his feet, and most of his clothes had been shattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.

However, he is not dead, he still has breath.

Wang Fan!

He didn't even die!

Everyone was horrified, even Ning Tian couldn't help being stunned.

How can this be?

With his Divine Sword, even Huang Jingshen can kill him, but why can't he kill Wang Fan?

Wang Fan's heart was also agitated.

What a horrible shot.

Rao is that he has already used the sixth form of the Divine Sword to counteract the attack, and his body has also reached this point, and he still almost did not block it.

Wang Fan knew that he was careless.

He should have displayed the seventh form of the Divine Sword.

If he used the seventh form of Divine Sword, Ning Tian would definitely die.

It's just that in that way, he can't deal with the other sixteen gods, and he may even turn into fish.

"You—" Ning Tian looked at Wang Fan, his voice trembling.

Wang Fan smiled brightly: "What are you? Do you feel good about archery? You shot an arrow just now, now it's up to me."