Chapter 2107: Kill!

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Although the twenty or so monks seemed to have no sanity, their response was not slow.
They jumped suddenly and suddenly backed up, as if they were aware of the danger.
It's just that the power of the seven-kill Liuyun Dao is too fierce and the speed is too fast. Rao is that those monks responded faster, and still there are seven or eight people who were caught in the knife and flew out directly.
But the weird thing is that the monks who were torn or even torn in the air of the knife did not have any blood flowing out of their bodies, just like the blood in the body was drained.
Seven or eight monks broke apart and fell directly to the ground.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help being relieved.
He was worried that these monks would not be killed, but now it seems that he is more worried.
Although the previous seven killing Liuyun sword, killing only some monks whose strength is not respectable, Wang Fan was still satisfied.
Peng Peng ...
In the panting room of Wang Fan, the ten or so esteemed monks who had not been enrolled in an instant had already reacted and jumped towards Wang Fan.
Although they were jumping forward, they were many times faster than before.
In one jump, Wang Fan had already approached.
Their forward arm seemed to be a sharp weapon. At the moment of approaching Wang Fan, he tore the air directly and waved his arm to Wang Fan to kill him.
The strong wind roared, and their arms scratched an illusory crack in the air, as if they were indestructible blades.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, looking horrified, and quickly backed away.
However, while retreating, his right fist was clenched in an instant, and while the aura spewed out, he blasted towards the arms of two of them.
He wanted to see how these monks like zombie-like esteemed monks looked.
Bang Bang ···
Two loud noises, Wang Fan's iron fist bombarded the fists one after another.
Wang Fan only felt as if he was slammed on the bones of the diamond, a pain and severe pain came, and the whole person flew out instantly.
The two respectable monks seemed to be very uncomfortable, they couldn't help but took a few steps back, and there was a slight clicking sound on their arms.
Obviously, some of their arm bones have been shattered.
However, despite this, they have no pain at all.
"How is this monster formed, is it really controlled by people?" Wang Fan was shocked after the body stabilized.
He has seen that although the strength of these monks has reached the level of respect, they are no longer able to perform martial arts. In other words, the martial arts under their control have been forgotten.
However, although they have been unable to perform martial arts, their physical fitness is much harder than before. It is not an exaggeration to call it hard as steel.
In the moment when Wang Fan thought about it, more than a dozen monks had jumped to Wang Fan again and again.
Seeing them, it seemed as if they would n’t give up without killing Wang Fan.
Naturally, Wang Fan was not idle, and his shadow knife waved violently, slashing frantically towards the monks.
The sound of bang bang bang continually came out, and those monks who were bombarded by Wang Fan retreated back and forth, but no one was seriously injured or died.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and immediately dismissed the idea of ​​continuing such an attack, and he planned to directly perform Zun-level martial arts.
There is no way to do this, it is too much aura, and the most important thing is that these monks cannot be killed yet.
If he keeps playing like this, I am afraid he will be exhausted sooner or later.
Looking at the monks who rushed insanely again, seemingly painless and tired, Wang Fan also quickly backed up.
At the same time of retreating, he began to mobilize the whole body aura, condensed the Great Desolation.
Without the use of short killing guns, the Great Desolation is the most powerful card for Wang Fan.
If the Great Desolation could not kill these people, then he could only use a short killing gun.
It's just that using the short killing gun is too dangerous, he will fall into a weak state in the first place.
The monster with a terrifying speed stared at him again in secret. Once he fell into weakness, he would really die.
Along with the brewing of the Great Desolation, the aura around the world was swept over by madness, condensing before the Shadow Sword.
The aura rolled like a cloud, and quickly dissipated the gray gas in the sky, making the whole sky covered by the aura cloud.
The terrible coercion spread out like a heavenly prestige.
"The Great Desolation Slays the Sky, Kill!" At a certain moment, with Wang Fan's low roar, the shadow knife suddenly waved in his hand.
In an instant, the monstrous aura of clouds, carrying a terrifying killing power, swept over to the ten or so monks.
The air waves rolled and the wind screamed like an end of the world.
The more than ten monks retreated crazy again, but, even if they didn't have the wits, they would still slow down a lot even if they responded quickly.
The sky of Aura of Clouds had completely enveloped them in an instant, and the terrifying murderous force swept through them, completely wrapping them in.
Boom!
The sound of explosion exploded madly, and at this moment, heaven and earth changed color.
The earthquake shook and the sky roared.
A crazy and terrifying extension of the huge and scary ravine soon destroyed the whole area within ten miles into a mess.
Wang Fan looked pale, staring tightly at the front, not blinking.
He wanted to see if the dozen monks would die.
When the storm dissipated and everything calmed down, Wang Fan was relieved.
A dozen or so respected monks, already seven or eight have been completely crushed into nothingness, and only four people are still fighting.
However, although they still have fighting power, they are not as good as before.
Because of the four people, two of them have no right arm and two have no left leg.
"Eminent monks without sanity, even if their physique has become countless times stronger, they are still not as good as true monks."
"If you are a real monk of respecting the realm, even if I am doing the Great Desolation, I think it is good to be able to cut one or two people. Where can I cut so many?"
Wang Fan murmured to himself, but he didn't hesitate at all, forcibly urged the remaining aura in his body, and the portable shadow knife killed the four disabled people.
This time, Wang Fan did not work as hard as he did last time. After wielding eighteen knives, the four crippled honorable monks had already died.
Wang Fan was also panting, he quickly grabbed a handful of immortality medicine and swallowed it into the mouth, and then began to quickly nurse.
It's just that he hasn't taken care of him for two minutes, his face suddenly changed!
His slightly curved waist plate suddenly stood upright, and the aura in his body sputtered out instantly, then he turned back, and the shadow knife waved out in his hand.
Woo!
The moment the shadow knife waved out in his hand, a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded behind him, followed by a bang, and the black shadow flew out.
Wang Fan turned his head and saw that the mysterious monster with a huge body appeared in amazement not far behind him.
"Your animal, it seems that you are really staring at the young man. Do you dare to step forward and try? If the young man does not kill you, the young man will be a monk!"
Wang Fan's eyes were cold, but his heart could not help but sigh.
What a great opportunity this is, he actually hit this monster. It's a pity that this monster was just cut with a shallow wound, and it didn't matter.
The monster beast was extremely shocked when he looked at Wang Fan.
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