咻 –

The cyan sword passed, and the fourteen elders and fifteen elders were torn in half.

The cyan sword spirit turned back at a very small angle and flew toward the other elders.

What a chorus –

In the same three voices, the remaining six elders were also torn in half.

Until then, Zhang Fan appeared to be from the background.

One man, one sword, stands proudly.

All this is said to be slow, in fact, only occurs between electric firestones.

Most of the people around them saw only a blue sword, and quickly crossed a five-pointed star pattern in the five-line killing array.

The next moment, the five-line energy mask is gone.

Then he saw the bodies of the ten elders, divided in half, fall from the air.

Finally, Zhang Fan's face appeared in the center.

With a sword, standing proudly.

The half-spanned human flesh that kept falling around was like a blood-red ribbon that floated down to celebrate his victory.

The blood that kept flowing down was like a red rain of blood falling to celebrate his victory.

At this moment, in addition to this blood-red color belt and flower rain are still moving, everything else is so quiet and motionless.

It can only be described as silence.

All the disciples of Feng Shuimen, all eyes wide, one by one full of incredible eyes.

How is it possible?

A district of the second level of Wusheng, the above level to challenge the ten three levels of Wusheng, and still ten three levels of Wusheng composed of five lines of killing, it is a trick to kill!

The ten elders had no chance of resisting, and were cut in half.

That's unbelievable too.

And the remaining nine elders saw this scene, one by one, the back of the cold sweat came down.

Doesn’t that mean that there is no overstepping challenge after reaching Wusheng?

The boy had just split an elder with a sword.

Now even more than ten, so that the ten elders do not even have the opportunity to react.

Fortunately, the nine of them did not learn five lines of killing, otherwise it was they who had just been split.

At this time, Zhang Fan's right hand sword gently picked and put the blood nuclei of the ten elders into his own hands.

The ten elders who were still slowly healing themselves suddenly lost their ability to heal and truly died.

Undefeated to see here, first of all, was extremely shocked.

He was not like the others, as a sixth-grade martial saint, he had just seen clearly what had happened.

He was also keenly aware that Zhang Fan was not strong, not how strong he was.

It is the sword that Zhang Fan has just used, and it is simply the existence of the unprecedented and the latter.

The second is the sword in the hand.

The sword is full of God’s sword.

It was with this divine sword that Zhang Fan could kill the ten elders in seconds and break five lines of killing.

At this time, looking at the body of the place, the flame in Xiao's undefeated heart was raised.

Three years ago, he killed his brother.

Now he took 50,000 disciples to avenge himself, and the result was not yet avenged, and 11 elders were lost first, so that the strength of Feng Shuimen was reduced by one-third.

And the disciples of the Eternal Gate, after a moment's stumbling, suddenly boiled up.

They all know that the leader is very strong, just saw the leader of a sword cut the Wusheng, they believe that the leader is very strong.

But they also didn’t expect the leader to be so strong!

One person and one sword, in an instant, destroyed the other eleven three-level martial arts.

How terrible is that power?

At this time, Xiao undefeated after the initial shock, the chest began to anger rise.

If you don't kill this boy today, what is the face of this feng shui leader?

The boy was only the sword.

As long as the sword is stolen, he can shoot him with his own slap.

Thinking of this, Xiao undefeated directly to Zhang Fan flew over.

Class 6 Wusheng, its flight speed is extremely fast.

But Zhang Fan also had expected that this undefeated would have this trick.

So before he flew over, Zhang Fan moved a moment and came to the back of the dragon.

With the strength of his second-level martial arts, even if there is a dragon spring sword, it is impossible to challenge the sixth level of martial arts.

Moreover, the song of the sword is extremely energy-consuming.

Just now he used a blue lotus sword song, the energy in his body has already been consumed seven hundred and eighty.

In a short time, it can no longer be used a second time.

First, he had to avoid it.

Xiao undefeated to see Zhang Fan flying to the back of the thunder dragon, he turned the direction, and continued to attack Zhang Fan on the back of the thunder dragon.

But at this moment, Ray Dragon had a mouth.

嚔嚔-

A flash of lightning spewed out, straight to Xiao undefeated.

The undefeated speed is no faster, and it can't be faster than the lightning.

This time it was just hit, all covered with a puff, the speed is a little slower.

Lei Long took this opportunity, took Zhang Fan to the sky, and then attacked the disciples on the ground.

When the disciples saw this, they all wanted to avoid it.

But their speed is too far away from the thunder dragon.

From a distance, you can't see the thunder dragon at all, only a purple lightning bolt, and constantly fly to the ground.

and clasped –

A purple lightning bolt kept hitting those Feng Shui disciples.

Those disciples, who do not even have the opportunity to dodge, will be bombarded with coke.

That undefeated chased after the side, while the angry wow wow wow shout.

Obviously, he could easily kill this boy, but the result was that he could not catch up with this boy, but the boy's thunder dragon kept attacking Feng Shui disciples.

The number of casualties among Feng Shuimen disciples is increasing.

That's right!

But despite this, Zhang Fan knew that these disciples were actually just cannon fodder.

His main goal should be the elders of Feng Shuimen.

So he said to the dragon: "Attack those Wusheng!"

Lei Long saw a fourth-level Wusheng to escape, and immediately spewed a flash of lightning.

嚔嚔-

The fourth level of Wushengton was suddenly bombarded with a black color.

Of course, as a fourth-level martial saint, he will not be killed by a lightning bolt.

But immediately following this lightning came, there was a heaven, the ground, the mighty sword.

There was still a small purple flash of lightning on the Martial Saint, and he did not notice the sword at all.

The next moment, he was cut into flesh by this sword.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's eyes quickly and have already picked up his blood core.

Then, as the method was made, another three-level martial saint was cut.

In this way, those Wushumen of Feng Shui, under the attack of Zhang Fan and Leilong, have no room for fighting back.

In just ten minutes, the 20 elders brought by Xiao's undefeated, in addition to the two five-level Wusheng, were still alive, and all the others were all beheaded by Zhang Fan.

Undefeated, but there is no way.

The remaining two fifth-level Wushengs are also trembling.

For fear of their mistake, they followed the footsteps of the other elders.