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How insidious! How insidious!

A dignified core disciple acting like an ant in the outer sect, his intentions were so sinister!

In an instant, endless fear swept through the hearts of Huang Tianba and the other three, this man was very cunning, it was truly shocking, since ancient times, there might be a core disciple pretending to be an inner sect disciple, but never an outer sect disciple pretending to be one, it was like pretending to be a pig to be a tiger was being pushed to the extreme!

All of a sudden, Zhuo Qingyun, the Greencloud Sword Saint, seemed to remember something as he said with a trembling voice, "You …" You just … What I just said... Was it all true? Bai … The White Cloud Sword God Bai … Bai Wuji was truly... has really fallen into your hands? "

"Soon, you will see him below!" The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up as he let out a cold laugh.

"Die …" Dead, really … "He's really dead …" Although he had already predicted that Bai Wuji would really die miserably under Yang Fan's hands, but when he received Yang Fan's answer, Zhuo Qingyun still found it hard to accept that the White Cloud Sword God Bai Wuji was the goal he had pursued all his life!

Ah!" "Bastard, who is it, and who is the one who is trying to harm me!" According to the news in the martial arts world, the person who obtained the Blood Spirit Grass was just a junior at the first grade of the Pulse Opening Realm. Yet, this wasn't a sheep at all, this was the prehistoric beast that chose a person to devour!

"Rumble!", "Rumble!", "Rumble!"...

Under the pressure of Yang Fan's terrifying aura, the space in all directions started to crack like a mirror. Endless amounts of air started to surge and flow in reverse, countless terrifying tornados wreaked havoc, as though they were doomsday!

"Alright, everything is over. Go and repent in hell for me!" With a cold and emotionless gaze, he looked at the Greencloud Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun, as if his heart had been moved. "Boom!" A terrifying killing intent soared into the sky, causing the surrounding space to freeze. Water vapor started to condense, turning into bits of ice crystals, as if autumn had passed into winter!

"Ah, Lord, have mercy, have mercy …" Zhuo Qingyun, the Greencloud Sword Saint, let out a desperate wail. Facing Yang Fan, who could even kill the white-clothed Sword God, Bai Wuji, Zhuo Qing Yun could not resist at all.

"Isn't it too late to beg for mercy now?" Yang Fan did not move, and slashed out with the Overlord's Slash. Boom!

"Rumble!"

A terrifying blade energy that was a hundred feet long came crushing down like a violent tornado. Wherever it went, air, space … Everything was destroyed!

Ah!" "Bastard, who is it, and who is the one who is trying to harm me!" According to the news in the martial arts world, the person who obtained the Blood Spirit Grass was just a junior at the first grade of the Pulse Opening Realm. Yet, this wasn't a sheep at all, this was the prehistoric beast that chose a person to devour!

An ominous omen of the collapse of the earth engulfed Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun, causing him to let out the wails of a wild beast before it died. His strong instinct for survival caused him to no longer care about the fear in his heart as the ancient sword on his back was unsheathed.

"Blue Lotus Sword Art — Blue Lotus will not be destroyed!"

The ancient Blue Lotus turned around and a bright and beautiful green light shot up into the sky. In an instant, the green light grew with the wind and instantly evolved into a ten meter in diameter gigantic Blue Lotus.

"Bam!"

The gigantic blade aura and the ancient Blue Lotus finally collided!

In the span of a single breath!

"Puchi!", "Puchi!", "Puchi!" …

Lotus, Lotus Leaf, Lotus Bed … Everything was cut into pieces. The remnant saber Qi did not slow down, and directly smashed into the body of Sword Saint Zhuo Qingyun. Zhuo Qingyun was instantly sent flying backwards, his body emitting explosive sounds!

Being also at the first stage of the Martial Master realm, Yang Fan was far stronger than Zhuo Qingyun. Even if he did not use any martial arts, just his own blood could easily crush Yang Fan!

With just one slash, Zhuo Qingyun, the Sword Saint of the top rank in the Land of Dan Yang, was removed from the martial world!

"Next, you die!" Yang Fan's gaze turned as it swept towards the pale-faced Ba Dao Huang Tianba, as though he was a high and mighty god who ruled over the life and death of all!

"No …" "Don't, don't kill me, don't kill me …" Huang Tianba pleaded in agony. At this moment, he no longer had the aura of an overlord.

It was a pity that Yang Fan did not move, and with a raise of his left arm, he sent a Scorching Sun Palm towards Huang Tianba!

As Yang Fan's cultivation broke through to the Martial Master Stage, the usage of mid-ranked martial skills like the Intense Yang Art was already very small, and only high-ranked martial skills could greatly amplify his power. But even so, the power of this palm strike was still incomparably terrifying, far surpassing that of a million Cauldron Strength s.

Ah!" "No!

Huang Tianba only had enough time to let out a single unyielding roar before he was swatted flat to the ground by the giant palm, turning into a meat patty!

Extreme fear could cause one to completely collapse, and it could cause one to go insane. Murong Jue, the Black Demon who carried the name of a madman, was the latter, "Ah! "Junior, I want to kill you, kill you …"

He let out a hysterical roar. Abruptly, the Devil Qi in his entire body began to rise and burn away all of his potential and lifespan to unleash a strong strike. Every single pore in his body released his strongest devil art.

"Rumble!"

The surging Devil Qi formed into a Moxibustion, it was over a hundred feet long, its entire body was covered with dense Devil Qi, releasing a terrifying ancient civilization aura, its dragon eyes were evil and merciless, it was ruthless and merciless, the Moxibustion's claws released a sharp light, with one claw, it had the terrifying power to shatter a mountain!

"Die!" The wrath of the Moxibustion! "

"Rumble!"

The Moxibustion's claw stretched out, and wherever it passed, the void around it shattered, as the peerless might wantonly shot out!

"Such insignificant skill, break it for me!"

Just at that moment!

A terrifying Knife Light descended once again, piercing through the air. This Knife Light seemed to shine with a light that could destroy the world, it contained the feeling of ripping the heavens apart, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned the Moxibustion into slag!

"Die!"

Yang Fan waved his left arm once again. The Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand descended from the sky again, and like a fly, smashed towards Murong Jue who was about to run out of oil and oil!

"Puchi!"

The Black Demon Murong Jue had shattered!

In the next moment …

Yang Fan looked at the last person with his cold eyes — Evil King Yu Wuya.

At that very moment, Yu Wuya no longer had the usual impassioned air he usually had. The bearing of holding a pearl in his hand had almost completely collapsed. Dung and urine were flowing, and he was wailing loudly.

"Big …" My Lord, I am sorry, I was wrong! This little one truly knows my wrongs! This humble one should not covet Master's Sanguinarum Herba s. Master, since you are so magnanimous, please let me go like a fart … As long as sire can spare my life, I am willing to offer my life's collection to sire … "

"I'm sorry if it's useful? There won't be so many dead people every day! Obediently go to hell to repent! "

"Rumble!"

The Heaven-Sheltering Big Hand descended from the sky once again …