Chapter 2385

"Forgive me, master!"

"Forgive me, master!"

Looking at this scene, whether it is the more than ten monks who have not been killed, or Xue Wuhen and other 20 people who have not done anything at all, their faces are pale one after another.

They no longer dare to have a little hesitation, in the crazy cry for mercy at the same time, has been prostrate kneeling on the ground, shivering.

At this time, none of them thought that they could kill Wang Fan. With Wang Fan's terrible strength, even if they add up, it is estimated that they are not enough for Wang Fan to cut down.

Xue Wuhen was also frightened, almost scared to death.

He has always been the top talent of yijianzong, and he doesn't think he is worse than anything.

Even when he just entered Zhenhong space, he didn't think he was much weaker than Jiyun Dao's first day to aochen.

Only after entering Zhenhong space, Xiang aochen had a better chance than him. He broke through to the ninth floor of Zunjing first, which made him have to lower his head.

But now, he realized how ridiculous his genius was.

At the same time, he didn't even have the courage to fight in front of Wang Fan, let alone kill Wang Fan.

"Spare your lives?" Wang Fan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. "It's not impossible to spare your life, but it's up to you."

Wang Fan pointed to the more than 30 people except Xiang aochen and Xue Wuchen, "only two of you are qualified to live. As for who can live, you can discuss it."

As soon as Wang Fan's words were finished, a monk who had a quick reaction jumped up and killed a nearby man without hesitation.

Bang to blow out, that person did not respond, was this person bang in the head, directly died on the spot.

This person's action is like a fuse, which makes other people move one after another.

They all jumped up one after another and killed the friars all around, in chaos.

No one wants to die, no one wants to die.

In order to survive, they would not frown even if they killed their own followers.

As for what Wang Fan said, don't dream. If this kind of thing can be negotiated, it is a ghost.

Wang Fan looked at those friars who were fighting together, sneered, and then looked at Xiang aochen and Xue Wuchen, "you, one of you can live. Let's start."

"Wang Fan, you don't want to." Xiang aochen listens to Wang Fan's words, his eyes are splitting, and his heart is even cursing those people who kill each other.

He was sure that Wang Fan would not let any of them go. It would be better to fight with Wang Fan than fight against each other. Even if you can't fight Wang Fan, at least let Wang Fan hang some colors.

Just to aochen words haven't finished, one side of Xue no trace has no hesitation to jump up, crazy kill to aochen.

No matter what Wang Fan said is true or false, he must do it at this time.

In the face of Xiang aochen, maybe he still has a ray of life, but if he faces Wang Fan, he has no chance to live at all.

To aochen see Xue traceless actually don't hesitate to kill himself, heart suddenly emerged a huge anger.

"Xue Wuhen, you want to die!" He roared angrily and jumped up to kill Xue Wuhen.

Originally, it would not take much effort for him to kill Xue Wuchen, who was only the top of Zunjing's eight levels, with his strength of Zunjing's nine levels.

Just because he was swept by Wang Fan's leg just now, he was injured, which is just the same as Xue Wuchen.

With the crazy war, for a moment, Wang fan is idle down, no other things.

He did not leave, but here coldly watched these people's fratricidal.

If you don't know that there is a problem in the bracelet and there is a monitoring array in it, Wang fan doesn't care to do so. He will kill all these people one by one.

Only knowing that there was something wrong with the bracelet and that someone outside could see the scene, did he decide to do so.

He wanted the eight sects who wanted him to have a look and see their eight sects fighting each other.

The whole crystal hall has become a Shura hell.

After more than an hour, it finally subsided.

All the friars in the scuffle, except for the two who barely stood, had fallen down and had no breath.

As for Xiang aochen and Xue Wuhen, they are still fighting hard. It seems that if they want to win or lose in a short time, don't think about it.

Looking at the two monks who were nervous and staring at themselves, Wang Fan waved his hand casually and said, "Congratulations, you've picked up a small life. Go away. Don't commit it again next time."

Listening to Wang Fan's words, the two friars could not help but feel relieved.They didn't even dare to say half a word of nonsense, and rushed out of the hall in a hurry with their tired bodies.

Wang fan is too terrible, terrible like a devil.

They were all afraid that Wang Fan would repent and kill them directly.

To Ao Chen and Xue Wu trace see Wang Fan actually put those two guys, first is a Leng, then more desperately up.

Xiang aochen, in particular, had disdained Wang Fan's methods before, but now in order to survive, he was even more desperate than Xue Wuhen.

Half an hour later, Xue Wuhen, who was a little weak, seized the opportunity. His sharp shield blocked the sword bending towards aochen and stabbed him into his Dantian.

Whoa!

Blood Sword wind up, to proud dust powerless fell down.

"Xue Wuhen, if you dare to kill me, I will not let you go!" To Ao Chen crazy scream, only his scream just fell, Xue traceless sharp Dun already stabbed into his head.

It's another hiss. The ninth floor of Zunjing's Xiang aochen, the first day of Jiyun Road, death!

After Xue Wuhen killed Xiang aochen, he collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath.

Just when he wanted to see Wang Fan, to see if Wang Fan would really let him go, he was shocked to find that Wang Fan had disappeared, and Wang Fan had already left.

Xue Wuhen's face was a little gloomy. Instead of leaving, he began to meditate on the spot.

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when Xue Wuhen meditated and adjusted his breath, in a main hall of Jiyun Road, in addition to Jiwu Liuhe qiuyinquan, the main and Deputy Taoist master of Jiyun Road, the other masters of seven sects were also here.

They all looked at the huge screen in the middle of the hall with an angry face, and their faces were very gloomy. On the screen, it is exactly what happened in the Crystal Hall before.

Even though they all know that all this is caused by Wang fan intentionally, they are still unavoidably angry and unavoidably have a rift with each other.

At a certain moment, Qiu Yinquan, the Deputy master of Jiyun Taoism, finally got up with a slap on the table and looked coldly at Wu Zhengheng, the master of Yijian sect.

"Wu Zhengheng, your disciples of Yijian sect are really good. I, Qiu Yinquan, have seen it at last!"