Chapter 3392: Another one to die

Sword light circulates, full of terrifying kendo breath, one sword can kill everything.
"Get away from me!" Yan Jiu's expression changed wildly as he felt the terrifying kendo breath.
With a bang, Xian Yuan inside his body rushed madly, between the electric light and flint, his figure quickly began to dodge to the side.
If Luo Yan's sword was replaced by another peak of the fairy king, it would be difficult to avoid it at all.
But this Yan Jiu just avoided it.
With a sneer, Luo Yan's sword only left a sword mark on him, without hurting his roots at all.
"Huh?" Luo Yan frustrated with a sword, his face changed slightly, and then continued to kill Yan Jiu frantically without hesitation.
"Nine Swords of Destiny!" She yelled, and the long sword in her hand moved quickly, stabbing the nine swords in one breath.
Of those nine swords, one sword is faster than one sword, and one sword is stronger than one sword.
The nine swords unite together to form a terrifying sword power, and the air is full of blasting roars, as if the entire void would be pierced.
If Nine Swords of Destiny were unable to kill Yan Jiu, then she and Wang Fan would have to withdraw.
Yan Jiu's expression also changed savagely, he urged Xian Yuan frantically, and his figure began to dodge quickly.
As the top evildoer of the Black Shamen, besides his own combat power, his body speed is naturally extremely fast.
His figure is like a streamer, and the naked eye can't catch his figure at all.
A sword,
Two swords,
Three swords,
In a short moment, Yan Jiu escaped Five Swords by virtue of that terrifying body and instinct.
However, when he was avoiding the Sixth Sword, Wang Fan shot.
Seeing a certain prescription, a streamer flashed, and Yan Jiu's figure directly hit the magic light curtain.
With a bang, the array light curtain began to tremble crazily, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
When Yan Jiu's face changed, he subconsciously planned to change his position and dodge to the left.
But at this moment, Wang Fan was like an unknown prophet, and his sword had already been cut from the left side of Yan Jiu.
Feeling this scene, Yan Jiu instantly started to numb his scalp, and he roared angrily, "Who are you anyway?"
At the same time, dodge to the right.
However, it was too late.
Luo Yan's sixth sword has been killed, directly piercing his chest.
The violent sword force swept across his body crazily, and instantly destroyed his countless meridians, causing him to be seriously injured in an instant.
"Ah, who are you and who are you?" Yan Jiu roared in despair, he knew that he had no power to come back.
He will definitely die.
"Who? Haha, since you want to know who I am so much, then I will let you be a ghost. You can change your name or your surname, so does Wang Fan."
Wang Fan said with a sneer, he had already slashed with the second knife and slashed directly at Yan Jiu's Dantian.
boom!
There was an explosion, and the blood mist splashed, and Yan Jiu fell completely and died immediately.
At the moment before he died, there was a strong disbelief in his eyes.
Wang Fan?
how can that be?
How could it be Wang Fan?
Wang Fan ignored Yan Jiu, but continued to hide and began to assist Luo Yan with the formation.
As for Luo Yan, she had already killed the other seven people.
"who?"
"who are you?"
"Why kill us, why?"
"Those who dare to move our black evil gate, you will not die, you will not die."
Compared with Yan Jiu, the other seven are much inferior.
Their expressions began to become flustered, and while cursing, they began to rampage in the illusion.
no idea.
As for Wang Fan's voice, they naturally didn't hear it.
When Yan Jiuyi died, these people were equivalent to being chickens and dogs, and they were simply vulnerable to Luo Yan.
Luo Yan is like a demon from hell, constantly shuttled in the illusion, with a long sword dancing in his hand, harvesting one life after another.
With just a dozen breaths, the other seven people have all fallen and fallen into a pool of blood.
The magical formation dissipated, Wang Fan put away the other formations, the two looked at each other, and then quickly left here.
The trip was full of surprises and a complete victory.
Not long after they left, several monks came here.
Looking at the scene in front of them, their faces were a little ugly.
Eight immortal kings were killed in this way.
The most important thing is that the turmoil hasn't been great yet. Who did it?
Among the monks in this assessment, how come such a wicked murderer appeared?
Since they did not feel the large-scale group fighting, they naturally thought it was done by one person.
One person can kill eight immortal kings, his strength can be imagined.
A barefooted bald young man looked at this scene with a gloomy expression.
This person is no one else, but the second evildoer of the Black Shamen, Hong Hu.
Even though he likes to be alone and disdain to walk with the trash of his fellows, he still has anger in his heart when seeing so many fellows being killed.
He lay on the ground and sniffed wildly for a while, then his figure directly rose into the air and chased in one direction.
Tens of thousands of miles away from the place where Yan Jiu eight people were killed, Wang Fan and Wang Fan had been hidden, and the disguise had been removed.
It has not been long since the assessment is over, so they don't plan to continue hunting.
After the two people got rid of their disguise, they began to distribute the plundered proceeds.
I have to say that the disciples of the Black Shamen are very wealthy, and each disciple has countless Yunxian Pills, and even Yunxianjing.
Yunxianjing, this is a treasure that is more precious than Yunxian Pill. It is condensed from Yunxianchi that nurtures Yunxian Pill. Under normal circumstances, a Yunxianjing is enough to resist Shangyunxianjing.
In addition to these, they also have a lot of Purple Gold Pills, and there are countless fairy grasses.
As for the Black Essence Stone, there is not one.
Cultivating to their level, the black essence stone's effect has been minimal, almost like garbage.
"I really didn't expect that the people at the Heishamen were so rich. By the way, Senior Sister, this Wangyunling, did you give me twelve yuan more, didn't you say a good seven or three points?"
Wang Fan sighed as he sorted out those cultivation resources.
Luo Yan glanced at Wang Fan coldly and said, "I originally planned to score seven or three, but I didn't expect you to use it so much, so it was six or four."
"Why, don't you want it? If you don't want it, you can bring it, I won't mind."
Looking at Luo Yan's face, Wang Fan really wanted to slap it.
What this woman said, why is she so arduous?
At this moment, the two of them suddenly changed their faces and stood up at the same time.
There are people outside, and they are still looking for this area, obviously trying to find them two.
"Honghu of the Black Shamen?" Wang Fan recognized that person at a glance, who was the second evildoer of the Black Shamen.
Luo Yan's eyes also showed coldness, "It's really a dog nose, is he here to die?"
I saw Hong Hu outside, lying on the ground, constantly sniffing, as if trying to catch the two of them.