Chapter 2679

Some friars use aura to gather into a long sword, constantly sweeping the elder disciples of Sansheng sect, chopping out the blood mist.

Some friars use aura to gather into a whip and beat freely.

The faces of the elder disciples of Sansheng sect were full of pain. Besides pain, they also contained strong resentment and reluctance.

As the elders or disciples of sanshengzong, they are so superior, but now they are insulted by the little people of the three forces.

The contrast is too big to accept.

Wang Fan, not far away, looks at this scene, his dark eyes are even colder, and his anger is also expanding wildly.

these three forces friars are really vicious.

They didn't choose to kill these elder disciples of Sansheng sect, but they chose to humiliate them in this way, which was extremely cruel.

Obviously, they want to destroy and trample on the dignity of sanshengzong and satisfy their own happiness.

The appearance of Wang Fan did not attract much attention.

After all, there are too many monks of the three forces here. There are hundreds of them.

In their eyes, there were only those monks who were humiliated by them, and there was nothing else.

What's more, they don't think that anyone in sanshengzong would dare to kill here.

The leader of sanshengzong was badly hit. I don't know where he fled. The top elders of sanshengzong were all chased and killed by the three powerful forces.

It can be said that at this time, sanshengzong has gone.

Even the top three saints who have not been pursued and killed are expected to flee as far as possible. How can anyone be foolishly killed here?

You know, although they don't have nine layers of holy land, there are nearly 100 people in seven layers and eight layers of holy land.

In addition to the seven or eight level strongmen in the 100 holy land, there are hundreds of strongmen below the seven level holy land.

Such a strong lineup, even if it's the top of the general holy land, don't you dare to offend me?

A friar on the seventh floor of the holy land is beating a elder on the eighth floor of the holy land of sanshengzong with a whip.

At the same time, he beat and scolded, with a very excited look.

On the other hand, the elder of sanshengzong was scarred and miserable.

However, there was no fear in his eyes, only anger!

As the elder of the three saints, even if you die, you should die with dignity and never live!

Pop!

The friar drew out another whip, and the elder of sanshengzong immediately spattered out a blood mist again.

He snorted miserably, but he could not resist the pain and spit on the monk's face.

"You want to die!" The friar was furious, and his eyes were full of murders. If he waved the long whip again, he would smash the elder's head.

But at this time, an aura big palm appeared out of thin air, directly slapped the aura whip.

Then, a cold voice came out, and Wang Fan had already come to him.

"I don't think it's him who's looking for death, it's you!"

Cold voice spread out, the next moment, Wang Fan's fist has roared out like a tiger, hard bombing to his head.

Bang!

With a deep explosion, the Friar's head exploded instantly and fell straight down.

When he died, he didn't know how he died, let alone who killed him.

"Who are you?"

"Those who dare to touch us, you will die!"

"Take him!"

This sudden scene immediately attracted the attention of all the monks of the three forces present.

They all became very angry.

This is the place where they humiliated the monks of sanshengzong, where they nailed them down.

But now, someone appeared here and killed their people. It's a slap in the face!

With a crazy roar, around the seven or eight figure crazy toward Wang Fan.

In the air, Lingyuan burst and magic weapon roared, just like the rolling waves, all of them bombed Wang Fan.

Wang Fan gave a cold smile, but he didn't step back.

He raised his right leg and stepped straight forward.

In a flash, a strong momentum surged out of his body, and the shadow knife was like a flash of lightning, cutting through the void and bombing the countless attacks.

Bang bang bang out, just like fireworks bloom, extremely bright.

The seven or eight energy storms really disappeared like fireworks. The next second, Wang Fan's shadow knife had cut them like lightning.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

After several blasts, the seven or eight friars' bodies were split into two parts.Their bodies also fell to the ground and died on the spot.

The friars on the seventh and eighth floors of the holy land were not enough to see in front of Wang Fan.

Looking at this scene, the scene suddenly died down.

Everyone was shocked to see Wang Fan.

With one knife, three of the eight layers of Holy Land and four of the seven layers of holy land can be killed. With such strength, even the nine layers of holy land may not be able to achieve it.

"Today, you are all going to die!" But Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the shock of those people, he cold spit out a, body shape again rushed out.

Because of him, sanshengzong was in great trouble. If Wang Fan didn't revenge for sanshengzong, he would be in trouble.

Wang Fan's body shape is like electricity, and he pours out quickly. The shadow knife is just like a bright light, constantly cutting madly.

Those friars whose accomplishments are lower than the eighth level of the holy land are just like the grass, splashing with dazzling blood curtain, falling to the ground and dying.

Wang Fan, who has such a strong face, doesn't have the strength to fight back and even can't evade.

As for those who are strong in the eighth floor of the holy land, although they are better than those monks in the seventh floor of the holy land, they are also limited.

Most of them were badly hurt by Wang Fan's sword and retreated one after another. Only a few of them had the ability to completely avoid injury.

Wang Fan, a monk of the same rank, is invincible.

Here, at least, he is invincible.

Wang Fan's body moves around, and the shadow knife constantly blows out. His body method and space move the magic, and then cooperate with his shadow knife.

For him, this kind of large-scale killing is just like a duck in water, extremely relaxed.

In just a moment, at least two or three hundred monks fell down at the scene.

Most of these friars were monks below the eighth floor of the holy land. They were all killed on the spot.

The earth was dyed red by the red blood, and the square was dyed red. The strong smell of blood was diffused in the air for a long time.

At this time, Wang fan is like a demon God, killing people and everything.

The monks of sanshengzong, who were nailed, looked at this scene with some silly eyes.

Their eyes are full of dull, full of shock.

Who are these people? How can they be so powerful and abnormal?

"Elder martial brother Wang Fan, he is elder martial brother Wang Fan!"

"Elder martial brother, there are still two strong men on the ninth floor of holy land. You should go quickly and take revenge for us in the future!"

"Damn, when wudaozong attacked sanshengzong, it was elder martial brother Wang Fan who made a strong move to save the honor for sanshengzong. I didn't expect that elder martial brother Wang Fan would appear again today when our sanshengzong was in danger. "

"That dog day Han Zhong, when he aimed at elder martial brother Wang fan that day, Laozi saw that he was not a good man. Sure enough, now he colluded with other places to attack."

Soon, a disciple of sanshengzong recognized Wang Fan and began to scream and cheer excitedly.

When they cheered, nearly a hundred souls had been added under Wang Fan's shadow sword, and the rest of the three forces' friars were all shocked by Wang Fan's strength and did not dare to go forward any more.