Chapter 1279： War of saints

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Unconsciously, he was a little startled, and everyone looked at Zhuo Fan's arrogant face, but they were all stunned. After a few moments, Qi Qi couldn't stop laughing, and the laughter was full of sarcasm.

From ancient times to the present, Zhuo Fan was the first to dare to issue such a provocation to the Holy Mountain over the years.

Even Meng Haodong couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Where are you from the debris, so I don't know the sky is thick, dare to put this joke?"

"Honestly, Zhuofan is also the big housekeeper of Xialuo!"

"What, you are that Zhuofan?"

When the words were stagnant, Meng Haodong pondered again, and looked at Zhuo Fan for a long time, then sneered again: "So, you are the guy who can't talk to Qingcheng? Well, just now Chu Qingcheng was robbed by someone. After all, it was you Does it matter? "

"Hum, no matter whether it's related or not, it doesn't matter to you!"

With a grin, Zhuo Fan carried Luo Yunhai on his feet and flew straight for nine days: "A bunch of dead people, there is no need to know so many things!"

His eyelids flicked unconsciously, and everyone looked at Zhuo Fan's skyrocketing look. Why, isn't he a ants who haven't even reached Heavenly Profound Realm? How could it fly to the sky and fly so fast?

After a while, they reacted. This kid is cheating!

One of the elderly people even scolded, and stepped forward, flying directly to Jiuxiao, and immediately caught up, shaking his body at the same time, but seeing the golden light overflowing, a hundred-footed giant with twelve shields wrapped around his body It was easy to find that between the heavens and the earth, it was a master in the middle of the Holy Land.

"It's a big talk, running my sixth sacred mountain, and wanting to leave so easily? Not so easy. The old man wants to see today, who are the two of us?"

"Hum, let you see it carefully!"

With a chuckle, Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed across the road, and his body shook fiercely, but when he saw the black air lingering, he went straight to the sky. However, Xu had to work hard, a huge black figure with a height of 100 feet and full of grief, appeared in front of everyone, majestic and powerful.

The pupils could not stop shrinking, everyone was shocked, why ... he is also a master of the Holy Land? How can this be? How did a kid from the imperial domain master the method of breaking through the holy realm?

Generally speaking, in order to break through the higher realm, besides one's own understanding and qualifications, exercises are also very important. And to break through the holy realm, at the very least, it requires the Heaven Order.

But this kind of exercise has already monopolized the Holy Mountain.

Therefore, the chance that the Emperor Realm can produce a saint is quite small. Unless it is a person with great wisdom and great enlightenment, self-enlightenment and creation of heaven-level exercises are not available.

And, once such a person appears, the Seven Sacred Mountains will be solicited. Some people are willing to join, some people are not willing, they are still Xianyun Yehe, and the Seven Saints Mountain do not care.

After all, idle saints are scarce and pose little threat. Those saints will not be silly enemies against the Seven Sacred Mountains, and everyone will be at peace and happy.

But now, they have never imagined that this ambitious not only elevated the power of the three disciples of the Holy Mountain in the Imperial Realm, but also secretly came to their Luoshan steward Zhuo Fan, who was also a saint, not Rumored weak chicken.

For a time, naked killing intentions had been revealed in the eyes of everyone.

A saint master, if he feels at ease to be a free cloud wild crane, but he just wants to be right with the holy mountain, then he must never stay.

Thinking of this, Meng Haodong shouted and ordered: "Elder Lu, kill him!"

"Yes, Lord Mountain!" With a contemptuous smile, Elder Na looked quite confident, and the rest of the people looked at them with a ridiculous smile.

After all, the strength of the two is now the lice on the head of the bald man. The plain thing is that the saint is in the middle to the early stage. Elder Lu has won, but ...

The dragon is flying!

The corner of his mouth crossed the evil smile, Zhuo Fan murmured secretly under his heart, and the faucet of his black giant chest rushed out like an arrow from a string!

boom!

The horrible screams shook the sky. It ’s just a moment ’s work, but Elder Nalu has n’t reacted yet. Maybe he did n’t take Zhuo Fan seriously, he eased his vigilance, but he did n’t move, so he was slammed by the black dragon directly By the chest of the sacred body, a huge hole of a thousand meters square was opened.

Even the twelve golden shields guarded in front of his giant body fell apart in a flash, disappearing without a trace.

puff!

An arrow of red blood spewed out, and Elder Lu's face paled in an instant. As the holy body thundered and shattered, a weak body fell like a broken kite.

"Elder Lu!" Unconsciously, the crowd shouted, and at the same time, ten thousand grass and mud horses swarmed in the heart, and the head was full of question marks flashing.

How could this elder Lu Mingxiu be higher than that kid, or the holy mountain supreme practice of cultivation? How could he lose to a wild road so quickly?

Even if the kid is highly savvy, he can't understand the power to break through the holy realm, it can't be higher than the power accumulated over the tens of millions of years of the holy mountain. How could the gap be so great?

Roar!

However, they did not wait for them to understand their doubts, and a roar of dragons roared through the sky again. In the horrified eyes of Elder Lu, the black dragon turned a big mouth and swallowed his fluttering body.

Then the dragon returned to Zhuo Fan's chest, and the grim leader appeared extremely evil. No, there was still black gas rising from the edge of Longkou, like the ashes of Elder Na Lu just now.

Seeing this scene, everyone on the scene united in a rage, and his back was chilling. A domineering holy body, never seen before!

Seeing this, Meng Haodong also frowned violently, gritting his teeth in anger. Then he stepped on his feet and flew up. As the thunder blew throughout the body, a Vajra body with twelve giant swords behind him appeared instantly in front of everyone.

咻咻!

Without any hesitation, Meng Haodong pulled out two Lei Jians from the back, and hurried to Zhuo Fan. The electric light trembles, the thunder explodes, and the momentum is extraordinary!

"Shout, the mountain owner personally enlighten me, do you want to find the place?"

Brow slightly raised, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but chuckled: "But it's a pity, I'm afraid I will disappoint you, the magic dragon soars!"

Roar!

Once again, a dragon yin blew the sky, and the huge black dragon flew out of Zhuo Fan's chest again, and flew directly to Meng Haodong's head, and it was almost there.

bump!

But this time, Meng Haodong had already been vigilant, and a Lei Jian vehemently blocked forward, suddenly holding up the fierce Black Dragon. At the same time another thunder sword, one sword cut out.

With a snap, the black dragon's body was instantly cut into two, turned into gurgling black gas, and disappeared. Zhuo Fan's body also shivered fiercely and took two steps backwards unconsciously, seeming to have been hit hard.

But soon, Zhuo Fan's huge chest appeared the black dragon head again, but Zhuo Fan's face was a lot more solemn than before: "Humph, it is indeed the master of the saint's peak, it is indeed the same as the one just now. Very different! "

"Gossip less, take your life!"

Without delay, Meng Haodong chased after the victory, and two Thunder Swords waved in the air, turning into Dao Dao's electro-optical flashes, but after a few moments of effort, thousands of Dao Daoguang had crossed before him.

Zhuofan directed the Holy Body to dodge while retreating. But when Jianguang stopped, his body was stagnant. Takaka ... There are dozens of broken sounds in the ears, and Zhuo Fan's black giant has a large piece of armor shattered into a black gas and disappeared.

Zhuo Fan in the holy body also shook his body, and a sharp red came across his mouth, but he was injured by the shock.

Seeing this, Luo Yunhai behind him was shocked and cared: "Brother Zhuo, are you okay!"

"Okay, the master of the mountain is mighty!" Everyone below shouted like this, and shouted with joy. But although they were happy, they looked at Zhuofan's eyes, still surprised and solemn.

Thousands of swords that can even hide the main electric flint of the mountain have only injured dozens of places, which is not the point. This kid ... is really serious.

Similarly, Meng Haodong also understood this, and his face was even more solemn.

After all, he is the pinnacle of power, but the opponent is just the first brother who has just entered the Holy Land. It stands to reason that he killed the opponent in seconds. But now, he failed to win the opponent with thousands of swords, but it means that he has already lost.

He could think that if he did the same thing, he would be the one who was killed by a stroke!

No wonder Elder Lu just died so miserably, this kid ... really is not a kind, and can never live anymore!

With a fierce flash in his eyes, Meng Haodong stepped out, and the two Thunder Swords turned into the sky and shadow again. They shoved Zhuo Fan's air-tight sword shadow, and there was no gap between returning and hiding.

The pupils shrank violently, Luo Yunhai was shocked: "Brother Zhuo ..."

"Mountain Master, kill him!" The people below also screamed together.

His eyes narrowed slightly, Zhuo Fan calmed down, and then screamed loudly, "My sword, come!"

"Yes, father!"

call out!

A sword boy who hadn't been noticed by a broken air suddenly flew up into the sky, turned into a black long sword, and instantly entered the giant body and came to Zhuofan's side.

At the same time, Meng Haodong's violent sword shadow has already smashed his head into Zhuofan's body!

Bang!

However, at this moment, the thunder and thunder burst, but seeing a black light and shadow flickering, the dazzling sword shadow of the entire sky was already exhaled, and all disappeared.

Can't help but stunned, the people underneath were still unknown, but Meng Haodong's vajra giant stepped back two steps, Kara squeaked softly, the two thunder swords between his hands broke into light spots, disappeared .

puff!

A **** arrow shot out, and Meng Haodong's complexion paled slightly. His eyes that kept trembling looked up, but it was just when he knew that Zhuo Fan's giant hand had a dark sword, and he The one held by the deity is exactly the same.

Moreover, the two swords are also shining with dark flames, strange and evil ...