Chapter 515: Kill them all

The scene where Su Fan killed Wei Yuantu before was not very real to everyone, so they didn't feel his power.
Even if Su Fan killed many people with two tricks, the cultivation level of these people was high or low. After being killed by Su Fan, everyone did not feel particularly strong!
But this time is different!
An ancestor of Tai Lingzong, the master of the second-level peak of the soul king, is like those low-level monks killed by Su Fan, just a sword energy, he was killed in seconds!
At this time, a deep-rooted fear filled everyone's minds, and everyone held their breath, for fear that too much noise would cause Su Fan's dislike, which would lead to a murderous disaster!
On the side of Tai Lingzong, witnessing Su Fan's second killing of Taishang ancestor, all the chief elders looked panicked. They all looked at the remaining Taishang ancestor, their eyes full of helplessness.
The remaining ancestor of Tailingzong's surname is Zhao, and no one knows his real name. People under Tailingzong's family use "Old Ancestor Zhao" to call him.
At this time, the old ancestor Zhao saw that his old friend for many years was easily killed by Su Fan, and his heart was very painful, but his strength was not as good as Su Fan, and he was unable to seek justice for his old friend, so he could only hold his breath secretly. In my heart!
Patriarch Zhao thought for a while, and felt that being so stalemate was not a solution.
If Su Fan can't wait and really kills everyone here, the foundation of Tai Lingzong will be lost!
"Although releasing a large number of monsters in the back mountain may cause great losses to the Tianlin Kingdom, as long as the ancestor reports this news to the Lingyun Pavilion in time, and when the Lingyun Pavilion sends a master, the evil of the monsters will naturally be solved. !" Old Ancestor Zhao thought in his heart.
"Su Fan, my ancestor can give you the core of the formation!"
After making a decision in his mind, Patriarch Zhao immediately compromised with Su Fan!
"Ancestor! How can this work!"
"No, old ancestor, there are many beast kings among the monster beasts in Houshan, and I heard that there are also half beast kings!"
"Yes, old ancestor, if all these monsters are released, the strength of the many cultivators in Tianlin will not be able to resist it!"
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All the principal elders were shocked upon hearing this, and immediately persuaded them in unison, hoping that Mr. Zhao could give up his idea.
"It's really noisy! Your ancestors have agreed, what else are you going to join in the fun? All die for me!"
Su Fan saw these chief elders chattering around the great ancestor, his eyes suddenly chilled, and a finger of sword qi bullet ejected at the chief elders!
Those chief elders are still persuading Old Ancestor Zhao tirelessly, without feeling that the disaster has come!
puff! puff! puff!
The sword qi brought up the boundless fishy wind, and the heads of all the chief elders flew up together, the blood gushing, and the blood splattered Zhao Pao!
"you……"
Patriarch Zhao trembled all over, pointed Su Fan just yelled out a word and then stopped.
After years of cultivating, he has long passed the age of volition. He knew that if he yelled at Su Fan like a dead old friend, he might not survive!
"What do you want to say?"
Su Fan glanced at Old Ancestor Zhao coldly, his eyes resembling a sharp sword!
"No...nothing!" Old Ancestor Zhao shivered, and smiled reluctantly: "I will fetch the core of the formation for you now!"
His smile is uglier than crying!
"Then give me a go and get it? Would you like me to accompany you personally?"
Su Fan said rudely, his expression full of contempt.
Having met the soul king cultivators in those high-level kingdoms, Su Fan felt that the ancestor of Lingzong was too trash, and he was a low-level soul king if he almost buried half of his body in the soil. It's better to die!
"Yes, yes, please wait!"
Old ancestor Zhao nodded like smashing garlic, unfolding the attribute wings and hurriedly flew towards the back mountain of Tai Lingzong!
When Patriarch Zhao left his mouth, the monks who were onlookers all showed ecstasy.
The ancestor Tai Lingzong went to get the core of the formation, doesn't it mean they can survive?
At the moment, Sun Maohe and Zhang Donglai immediately walked out of the crowd, and said to Su Fan with a smile on their faces: "Congratulations, Saint Son Su Fan for getting what they wanted!"
Su Fan sneered in his heart, would he not know what these two people thought?
They just want to take this opportunity to leave here.
It's just that Su Fan has even destroyed the two major sects of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Cloud Sea Sword Sect, so how could he easily let them leave?
Su Fan thought about it, and suddenly came up with a good idea.
"You want to go?" Su Fan asked.
"Yes, Son Su Fan, you see that your affairs are all done, and it's useless for us to stay here, why don't you let us all go?"
Zhang Donglai whispered with a smile on his face.
"Release you? Of course!"
"But... I heard that your two major sects seem to be jumping a lot in this three sect performance! Jointly squeezing out Tailingzong disciples?"
"Since the disciples of your two major sects are so powerful, let me see them. If I am happy to see them, I will give pointers to these disciples of yours!"
Zhang Donglai, Sun Mao and the two were a little bit happy when they heard what Su Fan had said before, but immediately they couldn't laugh. They could tell that Su Fan was trying to trouble them.
The two of them looked at each other with puzzlement, thinking that Su Fan was really insane!
Obviously, I killed so many Tai Lingzong disciples just now, so why are you doing it now as if you are going to be fair to the Tai Lingzong disciples?
However, they dare not say these thoughts, because they know that once they say it, they are afraid that their lives will really be over!
Therefore, the two of them had no choice but to follow Su Fan's wishes and gather all the disciples in their sect.
"Saint Su Fan, the disciples of the Sword Sect of Cloud Sea are assembled!"
"The disciples of Ten Thousand Poison Sect are also assembled, Saint Son Su Fan!"
Zhang Donglai and Sun Maohe reported to Su Fan.
"Well, I saw it!"
Su Fan glanced at random, and he found that the number of people gathered by the two sects was almost three thousand!
"Okay, stop the ink, kill them all!" Su Fan waved his hand and said casually.
"What? Kill it?"
Zhang Donglao and Sun Maohe were dumbfounded, they didn't know what Su Fan meant by saying that.
"Yes, only life and death can test the true level and maximum potential of a monk. You don't even understand this, do you?"
A cold evil smile appeared on Su Fan's face.
As for Tai Lingzong's presiding fairness, that was just a good thing. His real purpose was to kill the two disciples to kill each other to pass the boring waiting time.
"This... Son of Su Fan, isn't this condition a bit too harsh, can we discuss it again?"
Both Zhang and Sun suddenly appeared distressed. The disciples they brought to the performance this time were all elites and geniuses from their respective sects.
In the past, these elite geniuses were the younger generations carefully cared for by many of their sect elders, and they were the hope of the sect's future rise!
(End of this chapter)