Chapter 1732

If a monk wants to improve his strength, what he needs is cultivation resources!

And now, the other side has given 100000, million, and tens of millions of top quality spirit stones, which is enough to make everyone excited.

There must be brave men under the so-called heavy reward. At that moment, almost all the friars turned red and pursued Wang Fan crazily.

They are not for anything else, just for the generous reward!

Wang Fan's face sank and his heart became more dignified.

He didn't expect that the two guys on the sixth floor of xuanjing in Zixia Tiangong had such courage to offer such rich rewards.

You know, at the beginning, he got 100000 high-quality spirit stones by refining pills, which attracted many people's prying, let alone such rich rewards.

"No one else, get out of my way. Those who stand in my way will die!" Wang Fan looked at the friars who were coming, and the friars who were intercepting in front of him. He said in a cold voice.

He doesn't have so much time to waste, much less time to talk nonsense. If these people really dare to stop him, don't blame him for killing.

Because only by killing, can we deter others and leave Bitu smoothly.

"Dead? Ha ha, who do you think you are? Please stay with me A crazy laughter suddenly came out from the front. A fierce young man in ink clothes directly grabbed a huge tripod and slaughtered Wang Fan.

This man has four levels of cultivation in xuanjing, and his breath is very cold. The black cauldron in his hand was obviously not a common thing, and it exuded the power of terror.

"To die!" Wang Fan looked at this man's attack, his face was cold, his body suddenly jumped, and he rushed towards the giant tripod crazily.

He didn't use any weapons, but the aura in his body swept wildly, his right fist suddenly clenched, and his hard fist burst out.

With the emergence of Taoist golden energy, a violent pressure spread out, Wang Fan's fist, in an instant, had been hard hit on the giant tripod.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and the huge tripod, which was originally mixed with the force of great strength, was suddenly shocked. Then with a click, it broke into innumerable pieces and fell from the air.

At this moment, the young man's face turned white suddenly, and several mouthfuls of blood came out from his mouth. There was a strong shock in his eyes.

In his opinion, Wang Fan's strength is only a level of mystery. Why does he have such terrible fighting power?

It's just that he doesn't have time to think about it.

Wang Fan's face was overcast and cold, and his figure flashed, and he had already appeared in front of the young man.

The young man only saw a grimace in Wang Fan's eyes, and then Wang Fan's fist burst out again.

This scene also became the last silhouette of his life.

He hardly had the ability to resist. His head had been hit by Wang Fan's fist. In a thump sound, it broke like a watermelon and turned into a smash.

Looking at this scene, the friars around all trembled.

Wang Fan, who was just one level of xuanjing, killed one of the four levels of xuanjing in one second without using weapons. What is his strength?

Bursts of cold from their hearts, they look at Wang Fan's eyes, there has been a little fear. Even, some people quietly withdrew from the camp of intercepting Wang Fan.

However, although some people quit, there are still most people rushing up regardless of everything.

Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men. They are millions of top-quality spirit stones. They don't want to miss them so easily.

Wang Fan looks at this scene and smiles coldly. He keeps on walking. He holds song Rumei in one hand and grabs the shadow knife directly in the other. When the cloud splitting sword technique is applied, it's just a knife splitting.

In a series of horrible swords, all the people below the third level of xuanjing were killed, and no one survived.

Only those who are more than three levels in the mysterious realm can resist slightly, but they have suffered some injuries.

At least 100 people were killed by this single knife.

Those friars couldn't help taking out air again. This time, those who were not strong enough for the fourth floor of xuanjing retreated. Even some of the four strong men in xuanjing retreated to one side after a little hesitation.

After all, no matter how generous the reward is, it is useless if there is no life to enjoy it.

With the retreat of these people, most of the people in front of Wang Fan were less.

"Go away! There is no mercy for those who hinder me Wang Fan sneered again, his figure flashed, and rushed straight towards the crowd in front of him.

The shadow knife in his hand is inclined to the ground, which emits a faint cold light, as well as the red blood.

The person who stopped in front of Wang Fan, looking at the scene, could not help exclaiming, and several people retreated again.

But there are also a few people, it is hard to bite teeth, in the hands of weapons, crazy toward Wang Fan killed in the past.

At this time, the two strong men on the sixth floor of xuanjing are less than five li away from here. As long as they can resist for a moment, they will be able to come.

"To die!" With a smile, Wang Fan cut the shadow knife again. Without hesitation, he used the seven Jue sword technique.At the moment when the seven Jue sword technique was applied, the waves of Dao Dao and Dao appeared like light spots, shooting madly at the people in front of them.

Under the terrible power, the air was cracked, and the dark space could be seen.

When there was a series of sounds, countless weapons were hit by the sword wave one after another. Then the sword wave rolled up infinite momentum and continued to hit the friars hard.

At this moment, all the monks below the fifth floor of xuanjing died miserably.

Even the only two xuanjing five layers were seriously injured and fell to one side.

They looked at Wang Fan's eyes, all flashing a deep horror.

Terror, terror!

If Wang Fan hides his strength, it's nothing, but if Wang Fan really has only one level of xuanjing, it's a little too terrible.

If Wang Fan grows up to five or six levels, doesn't that mean he can be invincible?

The strongest person who pursues and intercepts Wang fan is only the fifth level of xuanjing. Now the two xuanjing five layers have been injured, immediately, no one dares to stop Wang Fan.

They looked at the hundreds of corpses on the ground, at the avenue dyed red by blood, and at the cold faced Wang Fan, with deep fear in their eyes.

At this moment, the two xuanjing six levels away from Wang Fan has been less than three li, their mental power clearly looking at this scene, is also ugly.

Wang Fan's killing people below three levels of xuanjing is like killing a chicken. It's really terrible!

Since the feud has been settled, this son must be killed, otherwise the future will be endless.

Two people look at each other, then a crazy clench teeth, spurt out a mouthful of blood essence, speed again surge.

Wang Fan clearly aware of the two people's rapid pursuit, the face is more dignified, desperate to start running.

He must go out of the city. Before going out of the city, he must not be stopped by these two people, let alone fight with them.

As for the monks he killed, there was no pity in his heart, and even no waves.

He had no grudge against those people, but they wanted to prevent him from killing him for the sake of the spirit stone. There was no need to be soft on such people.

After just a few breaths, Wang Fan had already run to the gate.

At this time, the two xuanjing six, from Wang Fan, has been less than 1000 meters.