Chapter 3714: Whetstone

No one thought that Wang Fan would be so rampant, so strong, he would directly kill a sixth-floor Immortal Venerable.
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the shock of the monks. After putting away the space ring, his eyes swept across the monks on the scene.
In the next second, he rushed towards one of the prescription positions.
In that prescription, there are five immortals and six floors.
All five people had chased him down before.
"you wanna die!"
"Wang Fan, don't think that you have killed many monks in the Secret Realm of Withered Wind, I will be afraid of you!"
"Go together, kill!"
When the five monks saw Wang Fan killing, their expressions changed greatly.
While they roared, they madly killed Wang Fan.
During this time, they had already investigated Wang Fan's identity.
Although Wang Fan is not easy to provoke, he has a hundred immortal veins.
Hundreds of fairy veins, what does this mean?
Enough for them to take the risk!
Excited red light appeared in the eyes of the five people, and they sacrificed magical weapons in their hands, setting off a series of terrifying attacks and directly bombing Wang Fan.
Facing the attack of the five people, Wang Fan not only was not afraid, but laughed.
The Xian Yuan in his body was madly surging, and the Primordial Divine Sword in his hand was directly cut out.
"God Slash!"
The endless sword intent gathered in an instant, frantically stirring on the storm that the five attacked.
In a rumbling sound, all five attacks were cut to pieces.
The Primordial Divine Sword was so powerful that it continued to slash at the five people madly.
Watching this scene, not only the faces of the monks around them changed.
Even those five people's faces changed.
So strong!
When was Wang Fan so strong?
You know, even when he killed Xue Qiang and the others last time, Wang Fan still took a lot of effort.
"The mere ants, if you dare to hit the young master's idea, today the young master will let you vomit it out with the benefits."
Wang Fan sneered, the Primordial Divine Sword had already hit five people.
There was a sound of scoffing, and the bodies of the five people were all lifted out. They were not dead, but suffered heavy injuries.
Wang Fan held the Primordial Sword, looked at the five people indifferently, and said arrogantly, "Chasing the young man? What are you guys? Do you still dare to chase the young man now?"
As he said, he rushed up frantically again, waving the Primordial Excalibur for a burst of slash.
The five Immortal Venerables on the sixth floor didn't have much resistance at all, they were immediately beheaded on the spot, and their souls were destroyed.
At this moment, the scene was really quiet.
The quiet is a bit scary.
It almost instantly kills the sixth floor of five immortals, what kind of strength is this?
I'm afraid that only the eighth floor of Xianzun and even the ninth floor of Xianzun can do this step, right?
Those people were shocked, and Wang Fan's heart was also shocked.
He knew that his cultivation base had improved, and his combat effectiveness had definitely improved a lot.
But he never thought that he was so much stronger.
You know, the sixth floor of these Immortal Venerables in the Eastern Region are all very strong.
At least each of the five people he killed was definitely not weaker than Xue Qiang and Jingming before.
Wang Fan put away the five-person space ring, looked at the monk present with a sneer, and hummed, "Whoever chased and killed the deity before handed over the space ring by himself. If you don't make it, don't blame the little master for being cruel."
overbearing!
Extremely overbearing!
Faced with hundreds of monks, Wang Fan dared to say these things, so you can imagine how overbearing he has been.
You know, even in the history of the Eastern Region, there has never been such a domineering person like Wang Fan.
Those monks who didn't chase Wang Fan were better off, anyway, it was none of their own, they were just watching the show coldly.
But those monks who had chased and killed Wang Fan felt a little nervous.
Wang Fan is really too strong.
It's a little bit strong.
They did not have the strength to fight Wang Fan at all.
There was a brief silence, and one of the monks bit the bullet and said, "Wang Fan, even though we chased you, haven't we hurt you yet? And we haven't snatched your things, so don't deceive people too much!"
"Oh? Too much deception?"
Wang Fan coldly swept the monk, and in the next second, his figure rushed to that person directly, and the Primordial Divine Sword was directly sacrificed.
laugh!
His head flew up.
Wang Fan kicked the opponent's corpse into the air, and then put away his space ring, which disdainfully said, "Since you don't want to hand over the space ring, then leave your head."
As Wang Fan said, his eyes slowly swept across the audience.
Especially those monks who had chased him down, his eyes deliberately stayed on the opponent for a few seconds.
After scanning a circle, he said, "The deity only gives you ten seconds to consider, do you pay or not?"
The monks had ugly faces and their hearts were extremely angry.
But, let them hand over the space ring, where are they willing?
For a moment, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on the seven-layer body of the three Immortal Venerables.
Until now, only those three Immortal Venerables on the seventh floor were able to wrestle with Wang Fan.
If the three Immortal Venerables on the seventh floor can't help Wang Fan, then they can only hand over the space ring.
As for joining forces, it is simply impossible.
These monks do not belong to the same power at all, even if they join hands, they will not be united, which is of little significance.
Wang Fan followed everyone's gazes and looked at the seventh floor of the three immortals.
The faces on the seventh floor of the three Immortal Venerables were also very solemn, but they didn't speak or act.
They were also very jealous of Wang Fan. After all, even if they were, they didn't have the ability to instantly kill the sixth floor of five immortal venerables.
However, the three Immortal Venerables on the seventh floor did not trouble Wang Fan, but Wang Fan looked at them with a sneer.
"The deity remembers you. Before, you also chased and killed the deity, but what happened?"
"Now the deity gives you a chance to survive, surrender all the space rings on your body, and then get out, the deity can spare you a dog's life."
"Otherwise, die!"
Wang Fan's words fell, don't say that the three immortals were stunned.
Even the other monks were stunned.
A mere five-floor immortal statue yelled at the nose of three immortal statues on the seventh-floor, threatening to die if they didn't hand in the space ring.
They really saw this kind of thing for the first time.
The faces on the seventh floor of the three immortals were extremely ugly.
They clenched their fists and stared at Wang Fan. After a while, one of them said coldly, "Wang Fan, do you really think you killed those five immortals on the sixth floor, we can't do anything about you? I'm pressing—"
However, before he finished speaking, Wang Fan had already interrupted him, "If you want to fight, you will fight. What are you doing with so much nonsense? Let's go together!"
When the three immortals on the seventh floor heard this, they almost didn't get angry.
This guy is simply too arrogant.
"Mother-in-law, since you don't do it, the deity will do it yourself."
Wang Fan didn't waste time with them. He shouted angrily, and his figure had already risen into the sky, and he slew towards the seventh floor of the three immortals.
He naturally knows that these three talents are the key. As long as these three people die, the others will definitely hand over the space ring obediently.
What's more, Wang Fan now wants to know how powerful he is.
These three people happened to be sharpening stones.
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