Swish!
The Yin Jue was kept in her hand, Xie Wuyue's eyes were red, full of morbid excitement. He wants to defeat the man in front of him and justify his name. He is the most suitable person to be the Sect Master of the Magic Strategy. The old guy's original decision was wrong.
And Zhuo Fan just looked at him so quietly, letting him do, motionless, and there was no shadow of him in his eyes, completely blank.
Ignore, nakedly ignore!
In Zhuo Fan's eyes, Xie Wuyue at this time was no different from bed bugs, and didn't look at it at all.
This couldn't help making Xie Wuyue even more angry. With a loud shout and a snap, the hand art had already ended. At the next moment, a loud roar sounded, and with the gurgling wind that destroyed the gold and broken jade, the three dragons, entangled with each other, rushed towards Zhuo Fan, spreading their teeth and claws, as if they were going to all Everything seemed torn apart.
"Quasi-level martial arts, three dragons cut off the dragon!"
boom!
The three-headed flood dragon slammed into Zhuo Fan, who looked stupid and motionless. A three-color storm suddenly swept across, and immediately swept the entire Sect Master Hall out, and Zhuo Fan's figure was swallowed. In this storm.
Moreover, the storm was very fierce, and the large hall that was flying to the sky fell into the storm, but in the blink of an eye, it smashed into powder and disappeared.
It seems that everything involved is the end of crushing on the spot, without exception!
Seeing all this, Xie Wuyue gasped and gasped, with a sickly smile on her face: "Hahaha... Zhuo Fan, I fall into this quasi-level martial art, even the average soul-melting realm master will cost it. With some tactics, you didn’t do anything to protect, so you just let yourself be involved. You are really arrogant, looking for death. How can a person like you deserve to be the lord of a sect..."
bump!
However, before his words fell, a muffled sound suddenly uttered, and the three-color storm suddenly collapsed like a severed river, and disappeared between the heavens and the earth.
And in the place where the storm was originally, Zhuo Fan put down his hands indifferently, as if he had done a trivial thing.
"With your trick, it seems that you can't hurt me at all. Don't forget, I'm the uncorrupted body of King Kong, not a cat, puppy, or loach thing, I can scratch it!"
Bang!
Lightly patted his clothes and bounced off some non-existent dust. Zhuo Fan had just been swept by the storm. Under his damaged clothes, his solid muscles were exposed, but there was no damage, but it was a little bit golden. The phosphorescence flashed.
It can be seen that in the tri-color storm just now, Zhuo Fan's vitality protection body has not blocked, otherwise the clothes will not be torn. However, this just contended for another terrible fact of him, that is, he is really a King Kong incorruptible body. With his physical body alone, he directly blocked the quasi-level martial arts released by a nine-layered master of transforming the void.
Such an unthinkable thing, let alone the Xizhou boundary, I am afraid that no one has heard of it even in the entire continent.
Damn monster!
Her brows couldn't help shaking, Xie Wuyue's heart was unwilling, but she was a little helpless. He has just used his strongest martial arts, but still does not have any effect on Zhuo Fan, then it is proof that his martial arts have failed.
Then, the next step is the battle of souls and souls!
Thinking of this, Xie Wuyue's pupils condensed, and her body shook, and she suddenly released her soul, a flying giant flooded with gray light all over her body.
"Tear the sky, Jiaolong Claw!"
Roar!
With a loud noise, the flood dragon rushed towards Zhuo Fan indefinitely, and the sharp minions pierced Zhuo Fan's chest fiercely.
"Huh, Zhuo Fan, I know you are the Heavenly Dragon Soul, but after all, your Dragon Soul has only been condensed for less than five years, and my Jiao Soul is already..."
bump!
Xie Wuyue's eyes were fierce, and she yelled at Zhuo Fan, but when he heard a loud noise, his flood dragon had not yet arrived in front of Zhuo Fan, and his body was shocked, and he was knocked out by something.
Xie Wuyue also couldn't help shaking slightly, his face flushed, and he spit out a mouthful of red blood. When he stood still and looked forward, he saw only a scarlet dragon claw in front of Zhuo Fan, exuding a frightening light.
A sneer flashed in his eyes, Zhuo Fan shook his head contemptuously, and said with a faint smile: "The power of the soul is not calculated by time. Strong is strong, weak is weak. My dragon soul will deal with your Jiao soul. You don't have to be completely released. Xie Wuyue, in front of me, you will always be weak!"
"Zhuo Fan!"
He couldn't help but screamed, Xie Wuyue was so angry that his chest was constantly rising and falling, and he had completely lost his senses. When he stepped on his feet, he suddenly changed to Zhuo Fan and rushed forward. The light in his hand flashed, and he appeared. A spear glowing with blood, looking at it, it turned out to be a rare and precious tenth-level spiritual soldier.
"No matter you are physically strong, you are definitely not as good as mine..."
bump!
However, his words were still not finished, his spear was broken in front of him immediately, and the red glow was like a sky full of stars, flying around.
She couldn't help but was stunned, Xie Wuyue couldn't believe her eyes. This was a Tenth-Rank Spirit Soldier, how could it break all of a sudden
However, when he looked forward intently, he saw that Zhuo Fan was holding a dark and weird long sword in his hand.
Glancing at him indifferently, Zhuo Fan's eyes were still calm, but there was a deep contempt in the calm: "Don't forget, I am a refiner, and what is the tenth rank spirit soldier in my eyes? "
She couldn't help but shake, Xie Wuyue was completely stunned!
Completely defeated!
Regardless of the martial arts, the strength of the soul, or the equipment in his hand, he was completely defeated by Zhuo Fan, and there was no chance of winning! He has always wanted to prove that he is worse than Zhuo Fan in everything, but after this round, he just proved that he is far inferior to Zhuo Fan in all aspects.
For a while, he was unacceptable, and his body trembled much more severely. But this time it was not because of fear, but because of deep dissatisfaction and unwillingness!
Why, why would he lose!
The light in his hand flashed, and Zhuo Fan withdrew the magic sword in his hand. The ancient well was still not waved in his eyes. It seemed that the emperor who was above him would not take the beggar in front of him into his eyes.
"Zhuo Fan, I will never lose to you!"
Suddenly, a shrill yell sounded, and Xie Wuyue immediately bounced up again and rushed towards Zhuo Fan. A claw full of killing intent had already grabbed Zhuo Fan's forehead.
"Xie Wuyue..."
As if it were the voice coming from the Nine Nethers of Hell, Zhuo Fan murmured in a low voice, "I didn't do anything just now, just to rectify the name of the master. His eyes are correct. Next, it's time for me to clear the door. !"
Huh!
The original indifferent eyes suddenly became hideous, and Zhuo Fan's full of anger finally broke out at this moment. That monstrous evil spirit suddenly radiated to the surroundings, and immediately shook all the surrounding ruins to shreds.
Xie Wuyue's fierce claw hadn't caught Zhuo Fan's body, but he was forced to stagnate by the evil spirit, and he couldn't help being shocked.
But before he could make any response, there was a crisp bang, Zhuo Fan’s ferocious unicorn arm had already grabbed his head first, and then in his panicked eyes, there was a bang, fiercely. Smashed into the ground.
Suddenly the entire hall collapsed and collapsed completely.
However, Zhuo Fan still didn't relieve his qi, his eyes were red, and he kept pressing Xie Wuyue's head, dragging it all the way underground, but he was already thousands of miles away in a moment.
"Xie Wuyue, in terms of merit, I earned the ten thousand holy spirit mine back to the sect; in terms of strength, you are dragged and beaten by me like mud; in terms of human heart, more than half of the entire sect is oriented towards me. Your merits are not as good as me, your strength is not as good as me, and your cohesion is not as good as me. Why don't you feel dissatisfied with me and insist on competing with me for the position of supremacy. For this reason..."
Zhuo Fan rushed all the way through the ground under Xie Wuyue's head, gritted his teeth with hatred, his eyes were red, and he even burst into tears rarely, and roared: "He also did the bastard thing about killing the master and destroying the ancestor. Come, if I don’t break your corpse into thousands of pieces today, I’m sorry to Master’s Spirit in the sky!"
Boom!
With a loud bang, Zhuo Fan finally grabbed Xie Wuyue from the ground, slammed his arm fiercely, and threw it into the air.
But at this moment, Xie Wuyue's entire head was bloody, his teeth fell out, and he was completely unrecognizable. However, there are still a lot of Caixia shrouded on his body, which temporarily saved his life.
Standing on the ground quietly, Zhuo Fan looked up and seemed to recognize Xia Guang, but it was the tenth-grade spirit armor he had given Xie Wuyue back then.
"Sect Master, we come to save you!"
At this moment, there was a loud shout, and Shi Jifeng had already brought all the elders from all over the clan to worship together, and encircled Zhuo Fan.
Xie Wuyue in the sky saw him, and the weak he couldn't help showing a crazy smile, and shouted arrogantly: "Zhuo Fan, it's a pity, you can kill me in just one step. And this One step is due to the spirit armor you gave me back then. Hahaha... ridiculous, ridiculous, now that the stone enshrines them, facing the siege of so many imaginary masters, you will never have this chance. Sure enough, God is still looking forward to it. My. I won't die, but you will die, the entire Magic Strategy Sect is still mine, hahaha..."
"Idiot, how can the spirit armor I refined protect you as a master killer!" A faint light flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan's left pupil suddenly lit up a black thunder flame.
At the same time, the spirit armor on Xie Wuyue's body also exploded with a bang, and the gurgling black thunder flame slammed on him, making him unable to stop the severe pain, and exclaimed, "This... how is this? Matter, this spirit armor..."
His complexion was indifferent, but the corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth was drawn across an evil arc.
He has never believed in Xie Wuyue, so how can he not keep a hand on him? Before the two of them broke up, the spirit armor he presented to him had already done tricks. There is a spatial formation on the spirit armor, which is connected with his empty and bright pupil.
In a critical moment, Zhuo Fan could use the spirit armor on Xie Wuyue's body to kill him with Po Kong.
But now with this World Extinguishing Lightning Flame, it is much more convenient.
Hearing Xie Wuyue’s screaming screams gradually disappeared, watching the figure that was burning in the black thunder flames, turning into nothingness, Zhuo Fan looked up at the sky and couldn’t help taking a deep breath. Murmured.
Master, my disciple will clean up the door for you...