"Noisy --"
"If you want to die, you can do it together!"
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes are full of fun, full of disdain to see a group of people waiting for the river, Lang Sheng, Dao.
"Today, anyone who does it will be killed without mercy."
Zhang Xiaofan's killing intention is also gradually diffused to the outside.
The intention of killing is rolling, which makes everyone in the whole arena fall into a deep panic.
The disciples of the Shanghe sect, one by one, achieved Zhenyuan accomplishments only in Zhu Jing. Under Zhang Xiaofan's compelling intention to kill, they had no resistance, and their hearts were shaking.
"Ha ha..."
"I'm really boastful. What I have about Shanghe sect, especially what you can imagine?"
"Today, Wuling Mountain is your burial place!"
Yuan Fengsheng's face was gloomy, almost almost dripping out of the water, and his eyes were staring at Zhang Xiaofan like hawks.
However, Zhang Xiaofan did not open his mouth, but just moved his mind. The golden sword light flashed away, and he went straight in the direction of yuan Fengsheng.
The golden cold light flashed away, and Yuan Fengsheng's current cultivation of Zhenyuan has reached the realm of Huaying. Dacheng's strength is also very important. Naturally, it is impossible for Zhang Xiaofan to control this flying sword and take its life.
But at the moment when the flying sword came out of the scabbard, Zhang Xiaofan's body also moved with him. His body shot out, clenched the five fingers of his right hand into a fist, and blew heavily at yuan Fengsheng.
"All elders, set up a battle and kill this son in Wuling Mountain!"
Yuan Feng yelled coldly.
After the previous fight, although yuan Fengsheng was in the realm of Huaying, yuan Fengsheng's cultivation was in the realm of Huaying. The profound realm of great Yuanman was true.
But in the fight before, yuan Fengsheng is also very real aware that he is probably not Zhang Xiaofan's opponent.
As for those inner elders of Shanghe sect, they were still hesitant.
But after that, Zhang Xiaofan had killed his own master, so he had no time to think about it. It was almost a subconscious reaction. The bodies of the inner sect elders also rose from the ground and rushed to Zhang Xiaofan.
Looking at the whole scene, only one person is still standing still.
This man is the middle-aged man with Chinese character face who pleaded with Zhang Xiaofan before.
The relationship between him and Yuan Fengsheng, the leader of the sect, was rather tense.
At present, because of yuan Fengsheng's greed in his heart, he brought this disaster to Shanghe sect out of thin air, which made him feel "cluttered!" For a while, he was completely shocked by Zhang Xiaofan's words just now, so that as the elder of the inner gate, he still stood in the same place and did not dare to move.
Zhang Xiaofan, on the other hand, is now fighting with seven huayingjing. Xiaocheng's Shanghe sect elder also has one huayingjing, yuanfengsheng.
However, in the face of so many powerful enemies, Zhang Xiaofan's facial expression has not changed a bit compared with before. His eyes are full of ice and cold. The purple thunder on his body skyrocketed, one after another, breaking into the sky, setting off a huge wave.
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