Chapter 3744: Zhan Guyu

Wang Fan's expression instantly became solemn when he saw Xianzun Ninth Floor slaying towards him.
On the ninth floor of Xianzun, this was the first time he faced each other head-on.
No, he killed a lot of the ninth floor of Immortal Venerable, and even some Immortal Emperors when he was in Guishan Mountain.
But in Guishan, the cultivation bases of those Immortal Venerable Ninth Floor and Immortal Emperor are all sealed, and they can only fight against him with physical strength and reaction consciousness.
Now it's different, the cultivation base of this immortal sovereign's ninth floor has not been sealed.
This is definitely not the same concept as being in the mountain of deception.
For example, Murongxian, she can sweep everything outside, but she can't do it in places like Weishan.
"dead!"
In just a blink of an eye, the ninth-floor Immortal Venerable had already been killed in front of Wang Fan.
He is holding a long, jet-black knife, and the tip of the knife has even been stained dark red with blood.
The jet-black long knife exudes a terrible killing intent, and the killing intent alone is enough to scare away the cultivators of the junior and middle stage of Xianzun, making the opponent fear before they fight.
Without the slightest hesitation, at the moment when Wang Fan was approaching, the Xian Yuan in the nine-layer body of the Immortal Venerable roared like an angry dragon, piercing the void with a knife, and slashed towards Wang Fan.
"Blade out!"
With a single cut, coupled with his violent roar like a lion, even the sword's position seemed to be stronger by three points.
Wang Fan felt the powerful sword force, but did not retreat, but the same low roar, the whole person directly volleyed into the air, and the Primordial Divine Sword slashed down fiercely.
"God Slash!"
This knife also drew out most of the Xian Yuan in Wang Fan's body, and the sword light was like a curtain of water, dazzling and dazzling.
The sword intent in the surrounding space also seemed to be drawn at this moment, all converging towards the Primordial Divine Sword.
If Murongxian wasn't here, Wang Fan would definitely not go head-to-head with this person.
He is proficient in space movement, his body speed is not bad, there is no need to fight the opponent.
But now, Wang Fan wanted to see how strong his combat power was, and whether he could face the ninth-tier powerhouse of the Immortal Venerable.
This is a great opportunity for trial.
In the dull and shocking eyes of everyone, in an instant, the swords had collided in midair.
With a violent bang, Xianyuan overflowed with madness.
Some monks who were far from their toes and whose cultivation level had not reached the late stage of the Immortal Venerable were swept away by the violent spilled energy, and even died tragically.
Only those cultivators who reached the seventh floor of the Immortal Venerable, or above the seventh floor of the Immortal Venerable, were not affected much.
"Retreat!"
The monks' complexions changed drastically, and they began to retreat crazily.
At the same time, the horrible energy raged wildly, and within the blink of an eye, criss-crossing ravines appeared within a hundred miles, which was shocking.
"laugh!"
Wang Fan also spouted a mouthful of blood, and then began to back off frantically.
He withdrew from a distance of nearly ten miles, then stabilized his figure, his face turned pale.
The ninth-floor Immortal Venerable was much better than Wang Fan, just backed by a kilometer.
Wang Fan's face became heavy.
It seemed that he still underestimated the ninth-floor cultivator of Xianzun, and he was far from the opponent of the ninth-floor of Xianzun.
But think about it, the other party is on the 9th floor of Xianzun, and he is only on the 5th floor of Xianzun. The difference between the two is four small realms. This is not a joke.
Wang Fan was shocked, and the Ninth Floor of Immortal Venerable was even more shocked.
You know, he is a strong man in the ninth-floor of Xianzun, even if he can't be invincible among the ninth-floor cultivators of Xianzun, he is counted as the top group of people.
But now, with one blow, he couldn't kill Wang Fan on the fifth floor of Immortal Venerable.
According to normal circumstances, the stab he had just now, let alone the fifth floor of the Immortal Venerable, even the ninth floor of the ordinary Immortal Venerable, would be enough to inflict heavy damage or beheaded.
"It's worthy of being a person who is afraid of even the five major forces. You are indeed very enchanting. However, even if you are enchanting, you will die today."
After a brief silence, the Ninth Floor of the Immortal Venerable came back to his senses, and said with a grim expression.
Originally, he was still a little puzzled that the five forces wanted to kill Wang Fan at all costs.
After all, in his opinion, this is ridiculous.
There are countless immortal emperors of the five great powers, and at any time one needs to be afraid of a five-layer ant of the immortal.
But now, he understands.
Wang Fan, it's too enchanting.
The fifth floor of Xianzun is so strong, if it reaches the ninth floor of Xianzun, maybe it will be able to fight the weak Xiandi level.
Wang Fan hurriedly recovered the consumed immortality, wiped the blood around his mouth, disdainfully said, "Want to kill me? What are you? Even the dog stuff like Gu Xingyang can't kill me, do you think you can? "
"Asshole, looking for death!"
"Don't be ashamed!"
"Brother Gu, kill him!"
When the ancient cultivators around heard Wang Fan's words, they immediately became angry, and screamed at the nine-layer immortal venerable to kill Wang Fan.
This person is a supreme arrogant of the ancient family, who is expected to step into the immortal emperor.
"Really? If you grow up for two more years, and I haven't stepped into the emperor, maybe I'm really not your opponent. But now--"
Gu Yu's face also became gloomy, he sneered and said, and immediately stopped talking nonsense, holding a long knife, and killing Wang Fan again.
Wang Fan was also not afraid, but holding the ancient divine sword, his figure flashed, and he also slammed Gu Yu.
But this time, he didn't intend to head to head with Gu Yu.
In the previous blow, he already knew that head-to-head, he was not an ancient jade opponent at all.
If he continues to head-on, he will be indistinguishable from a foolish man.
The ancient jade sword danced, swept across the army, and cut Wang Fan's waist straight.
A look of hideousness appeared in Wang Fan's eyes, and his figure was madly raised upwards, the immortal in his body surged madly, and a line of defense was condensed on his legs.
At the same time, the Primordial Divine Sword in his hand was cut down from above and directly towards Gu Yu's head, which was quite smashing into the ground.
Wang Fan did not hide, nor did he want to hide.
His plan is to fight this ancient jade desperately.
Wang Fan's strong body, coupled with the layers of defense, hardly connected with the sword of Gu Jade, may not be dead.
But if Gu Yu was hit in the head with a sword by Wang Fan, he would definitely die.
Gu Yu never thought that Wang Fan would choose this style of play.
You know, this style of play is rarely seen among the monks of the Immortal Venerable, no, even among the monks of the Immortal King.
Only those cultivators who are purely refining the body can be so crazy.
He didn't dare to fight Wang Fan desperately, but gritted his teeth and retracted the long knife that had been split, then swept up and blocked Wang Fan's Primordial Sword.
when!
With a loud noise, the Archaic Sword pressed the long knife down, and Gu Yu began to retreat under pressure.
His arms trembled frantically, and when he resolved the power of the sword, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with bloodshot eyes.
With a full blow, Wang Fan opened the mountain and cleaved the ground, without the slightest remaining strength.
He didn't dare to work hard, but hurriedly returned to defend and block. In this case, he would naturally suffer a lot.
Wang Fan did not waste this opportunity.
Almost when Gu Yu was slashed back and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he had already retracted the Primordial Divine Sword, rushed forward and got close, then lifted his legs and swept across.
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