Chapter 1748

Wang Fan ran all the way to Xuantian city.

From the former xuantianmen disciples, he has learned that there is only one powerful person in xuantianmen, named GuQing, who has the same strength.

At this time, Wang Fan didn't have to think about it at all, and he knew that this one must be Gu Qing.

Wang Fan realized that Gu Qing was coming, but his heart sneered, but his speed did not decrease at all.

It's true that he wants to kill this man, but he wants to kill him in full view of the public. He wants to let everyone know what price he will pay if he dares to hunt down Wang Fan and kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Gu Qing saw Wang Fan's reckless running, and his grin was even worse. However, when he found out that the direction of Wang Fan's running was Xuantian City, his speed slowed down immediately.

He grinned grimly. Since Wang Fan wanted to die in Xuantian City, he didn't mind.

Gu Qing and Wang Fan had the same idea of killing Wang Fan in public. He wants to let everyone know the price of challenging him.

Wang Fan was like a rainbow and soon ran into Xuantian city.

At this time, there was no guard at the gate of Xuantian City, and the streets inside the city were empty.

All the friars in Xuantian city were already living in their own houses and did not dare to come out.

Those xuantianmen disciples, however, all retreated to the xuantianmen sect and did not dare to show up.

Wang Fan's killing is too heavy and his strength is too strong.

On this day, he even killed hundreds of xuantianmen's disciples. He also killed the genius of xuantianmen and the ancient vine on the eighth floor of xuanjing. Who are the ordinary disciples of xuantianmen not afraid of such strength and such killing?

At the moment when Wang Fan ran into the Xuantian City, the powerful atmosphere diffused, making all monks feel his existence.

Wang Fan's mental power spread out crazily. As he ran to the xuantianmen sect, he said aloud, "today, I have a grudge with xuantianmen. Please don't interfere."

"Xuantianmen kills innocent people indiscriminately and is a bloodthirsty person. It's my business and involves many innocent people. Today, I'm going to destroy the sects to appease the many wronged souls in heaven. "

Wang Fan's voice rolled like thunder, spread out crazily, and swept the whole Xuantian city in an instant.

In a flash, the monks living in Xuantian city were shocked.

It's so bold of this man to threaten to destroy Xuantian gate! I don't know whether this person is really powerful or bluffing.

After all, xuantianmen is the overlord of this area, and there is a powerful person in its clan. How can we say that it can be destroyed if it is destroyed?

Since that day, although they have heard a lot about Wang Fan, they have heard a lot about Wang Fan. I know that Wang Fan killed more than 100 disciples of Xuantian gate, and even killed the ancient vine on the eighth floor of xuanjing.

But still did not think that Wang fan should come to destroy Xuantian gate.

After all, no matter how powerful or evil the ancient rattan is, it is only eight levels of xuanjing, and its strength is still in xuanjing. But Gu Qing, the leader of xuantianmen, was a super strong man in the first level.

Xuanjing, Weijing, a word difference, the strength of the difference is more than ten thousand li?

If Wang Fan wants to destroy Xuantian gate, Gu Qing must be killed, otherwise it will not be destroyed.

Xuantianmen disciples listened to Wang Fan's bold words, but they were also afraid of shock. Their hearts were a little bitter and even more uneasy.

Xuantianmen has provoked such a cruel and heartless madman. It seems to be a disaster.

Now they only ask the patriarch Gu Qing to kill him. Otherwise, they will be in danger and Xuantian gate will be in danger.

Gu Qing, who was chasing after Wang Fan, almost didn't even blow his lungs.

Wang Fan even dared to say in front of him that he wanted to destroy the Xuantian gate. It was a cruel slap in the face.

"Bold, just a younger generation, I dare to say that I'm going to destroy Xuantian gate. I'd like to see how many kilos you have today."

With the fall of Wang Fan's voice, soon, the three long rainbow has risen and appeared in front of Wang Fan.

These are three old men with white hair. Their strength is at the top of the nine levels of the mysterious realm. One step away, they can enter the mysterious realm.

At this time, the old man in the middle was pointing at Wang Fan with a gloomy face and drinking angrily.

Wang Fan looks at these three people, the corner of his mouth emerges a stream of sarcasm. He didn't speak at all, one hand around Song Rumei's waist, the other hand has become a fist, body shape flashed, toward the Lao Tzu.

An understatement, a blow that is not flashy, has set off a terrible storm.

At the moment when Wang Fan's right fist burst out, the air was suddenly rolled out of a terrible whirlpool. The whirlpool roared and turned, frantically sweeping towards the old man.

"To die!" Although the old man's face was shocked, he didn't retreat. Instead, his whole body's aura was running wildly, and his body was vertical, facing Wang Fan.

As the great elder of xuantianmen and the top nine of xuanjing, how can he retreat when facing a younger generation?Boom!

The two fists collided, and the loud noise came suddenly. At this moment, Wang Fan's aura was like a roaring angry dragon.

The old man only felt a shock in his heart, and at the same time, his body began to retreat rapidly.

In retrogression, his old body is like a burst of fireworks, in a burst of crackling sound, constantly blasting, into a pool of flesh and blood.

One punch, the top nine in xuanjing, die!

The other two looked at the scene, old face can't help choking, that look at Wang Fan's eyes, emerged a ray of fear.

How powerful is this man? He has reached the top of the nine levels of xuanjing?

It's just that Wang fan is only 30 years old. It's terrible to reach the position at such an age, isn't it?

After Wang Fan's death, Gu Qing's mental strength check looked at this scene. He was so angry that his killing intention surged.

He didn't expect that, just for a moment, Wang Fan killed a xuanjing jiuceng.

If he had known that, he shouldn't have let Wang Fan escape to Xuantian City, so that now, he can't help him.

"Boy, kill me, you're going to die! I, GuQing, must boil you oil and refine your soul, so that you will never turn over. "

Gu Qing's crazy roar is faster. But no matter how fast he is, he needs ten breaths to reach Wang Fan's position, and these ten breaths are enough for Wang Fan to do a lot of things.

Wang Fan didn't pay any attention to Gu Qing, but looked at the other two xuanjing jiuceng, "he is dead, how can you live?"

With the sound, a golden axe flashed out of his right hand.

The axe in the air, with a slight wave, accompanied by the emergence of endless bright golden awn, is already toward the two people shrouded.

"I'm afraid you can't kill me because you want to." As soon as their faces changed, they began to drum up their aura. While resisting madly, they began to retreat.

Their weapons are also waving fast, hard to meet the dense axe awn. But even so, they are still very soon by the axe awn volume, blood running.

Seeing that they could not resist it, there was only one way to die if they persisted. They couldn't help shouting at Gu Qing not far away, "help, Lord."

However, as soon as their words came to an end, Wang Fan was already pounding down again. In the sound of two bangs, the two xuanjing nine layers were completely turned into flesh and blood.