Chapter 2276: Scary scissors

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Mo Wenjue looked at the fist of the chunky monk, and his face became pale immediately.
If at the peak, he was not afraid of this chunky monk, but now, this chunky monk used vile means to limit his cultivation behavior. He simply could not afford half of his strength, and he could not escape.
He looked at Wang Fan's position subconsciously, and wanted to seek Wang Fan's help, but now Wang Fan has been entangled by tall and thin monks. Where can he find time to save him?
Seeing that the chubby monk's fist was about to fall on his Dantian, at this moment, suddenly, a piercing sound of the wind suddenly sounded!
The sound of this sound suddenly made the faces of the chunky monk and Mo Wenjuo change a lot.
The next second, a shadow was already mixed with the power of terror, and came out of the air, slamming into the chunky monk.
The chunky monk's face changed greatly, but the speed of the shadow was too fast, and he had no time to avoid it.
With a sneer, the shadow was fiercely inserted on his chest, lifting him up.
When his body fell to the ground, he fell into the blood trough of the altar.
Only then did the chunky monk discover that the one who nailed him and threw him away was a long stick.
A severe pain came, and soon he understood his situation.
"Brother, save me!" He screamed frantically at the tall, thin monk not far away, but only a few breaths came from the scream, the blood in the body was completely drained, and his body collapsed.
Mo Wenjuo looked at this scene, and countless cold sweats appeared all over his body, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
This blood sacrifice is really terrible. If Wang Fan failed to save him in time, I am afraid that it would be him who fell in the blood trough now.
Strongly holding back his inner fear, Mo Wenjuo thanked Wang Fan with a fist, "Thank you, thank you."
Wang Fan waved his hand without saying much.
Before he saw that Mo Wenjuan was in danger, he couldn't bear the opponent to be scrapped in front of him, so he quickly threw out the Wuji stick and saved Mo Wenjuu's life in time.
Wang Fan looked at the tall and thin monk and said plainly, "Now your brother has been sacrificed by blood, don't you go with him?"
"You're looking for death!" The tall, thin monk roared with rage, and his scissors waved out again, slamming down Wang Fan.
He is really angry!
But he was not angry about the death of the chunky monk, but Wang Fan actually killed the chunky monk while fighting him.
Doesn't that mean he is incompetent? This makes him unacceptable!
The huge scissors slammed down, setting off a large black light.
The black light obscured the sky, and soon the entire area was rendered black.
And the two huge scissors blades are extremely cold, and in a clicking sound, it seems that they are going to cut the whole world.
The tall and thin monk had already killed Wang Fan. He must kill Wang Fan, otherwise it would be hard to dispel the hatred.
Wang Fan looked at the pieces of black light and looked at the huge scissors, his face became dignified.
The monks in this low-level domain really are not comparable to those in the corner domain.
Not to mention that this tall and thin monk has only four levels of realm, but compared to the Wuhai Sect Master of the fifth level, the spiritual strength is not bad.
And in terms of combat effectiveness, this tall and thin monk is obviously stronger.
If his Wang Fan is still in the first level of respect, he is definitely not the opponent of this tall and thin monk, how far he will definitely escape.
Wang Fan didn't speak, the shadow knife blasted out again at the first time, and the aura of his body poured out in a frantic manner, directly exhibiting the Great Desolation.
Now in this case, if he retains his strength, he is looking for death.
If it wasn't for this place, he felt a little weird, afraid that the use of the killing short gun would be too costly and unfavorable to him. I'm afraid he had already sacrificed the killing short gun directly.
Wang Fan used the cultivation of the second floor of Zunjing to perform the Great Desolation, and was more powerful than that of the first floor of Zunjing.
Pieces of razor blades tore out, and in a moment they had drowned the rolling black gas and bombarded the huge scissors.
The sound of blasting bombarded continuously, and countless violent energy ripples spread out frantically, raging around.
However, after the violent and raging energy hit the wall, a faint halo of fist appeared, completely dissolving the horror energy.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, and his face could not help changing again.
He really didn't realize that this kind of enchantment was still hidden on the surrounding walls.
But soon he had recovered, and now it was not time to think about it. He had to kill the tall and thin monk first.
The tall and thin monk stared at Wang Fan inconceivably, his eyes were shocked besides shock.
He didn't even think that Wang Fan, who appeared to be very insignificant to him before, suddenly burst into such a powerful fighting force.
This caused him to be blasted out a few ten meters away without paying attention, and a breath of blood spewed out of his mouth.
This didn't use his full strength when he was facing him for the first time!
The tall, thin monk roared angrily.
Where did he think that the second level of Zunjing played against the fourth level of Zunjing, and that he would still hide his strength? This made him suffer some losses underestimating Wang Fan.
Wang Fan simply ignored the angry and ugly face of the tall and thin monk, and did not give the other person much time to gasp for reaction.
His figure flashed, and he was close to the master monk again, showing off with a knife.
The dazzling blade of the sword directly pierced the air, setting off a violent killing, slashing towards the tall and thin monk at a faster speed than lightning.
The tall, thin monk's face couldn't help but change again, and he immediately began to retreat crazy.
laugh!
It was only he who took a half step back, and the sharp knife-mans flew past his body, causing a flush of blood.
The tall, thin monk lowered his head, only to see his chest, and there was an extra wound.
Feeling the loss of blood and the tingling in his chest, his whole heart suddenly sank.
"Let's go, we have to go. If we don't go, we will probably die here today!" The tall and thin monk made a decision in his heart instantly, and without hesitation, he would rush out of the area.
It was just at this moment that a sound of breaking wind came, and Wang Fan's big foot had already hit his back fiercely.
Huh!
With a loud noise, the tall and thin monk was kicked and flew up. The blood in his mouth sprang into the other blood trough.
"No, no !!!" Looking at where he fell, the tall and thin monk was scared and screaming.
Only, he just screamed, his body had fallen into that huge blood trough, and he didn't even have a chance to react.
After falling into the blood trough, he just struggled for a while, and the blood began to drain away, and soon his body became shrivelled.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to grab a panacea for Mo Wenjuo. Suddenly, a rumbling noise came out.
Wang Fan didn't have time to react at all. Behind that huge stone platform, there was already an extra door. A huge suction came, and he was sucked in unexpectedly.
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