Chapter 4299: Mass dispatch

"What kind of poison is this?"
Feng Yuan's face changed drastically when he saw it, and he never thought that there was even poison that could penetrate his Shenyuan shield.
It's a pity, even if he is horrified, but everything is too late.
Wang Fan's poisonous mist had been sprayed on his body, and there was a sneer. In an instant, he clearly felt that his physical body had begun to be corroded, and even his spiritual essence had begun to become dirty.
"What kind of poison is this, how is this possible?"
Feng Yuan's face changed, it really changed.
He is a strong man in the eighth layer of the Saint Emperor, and he can almost enter the existence of the ninth layer of the Saint Emperor.
Under the sun, what kind of poison can hurt him?
This is really terrible.
His crazy movement wanted to resist the poison, and wanted to shoot the poison out of his body.
But he was horrified to find that he could only feel that his physical body was corroded, but he couldn't find the poison at all.
At this moment, Feng Yuan suddenly realized that he was bound to die.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Fan in front of him.
"Sister, you go to die!"
With a stern shout, he directly jumped into the air, hitting Wang Fan with his fist.
Even if it is death, he will pull Wang Fan back.
Although he felt that Wang Fan's fate was not as good as his fate, but he had no choice about all this.
It's just that the spirit in his body has just been agitated, and it has been completely corroded and steamed in an instant.
This action not only didn't make him launch a fierce attack on Wang Fan, but also accelerated his death speed.
His whole body turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into black water in the sneer.
"I'm not willing!"
A roar came out, and Feng Yuan quickly turned into black water and dissipated, and died in this world.
Before he died, he glanced at Situ Hai not far away, and saw that Situ Hai had also been stopped by Yao Ling'er, and he couldn't get out at all.
When Wang Fan saw the dead Feng Yuan, he was secretly relieved, and at the same time he became more and more afraid of Yao Ling'er.
This woman shouldn't be offended, once she got offended, she wouldn't know how she died.
At the same time, he had already felt that this poisonous mist was still flawed.
Because Feng Yuan was not poisoned to death in the first place.
Of course, even so, it's already pretty good.
Wang Fan did not control Feng Yuan, nor Situ Hai.
Yao Ling'er was inextricably able to fight Situ Hai, so it can be seen that Yao Ling'er is definitely not limited to the third layer of Saint Emperor.
In addition, Yao Ling'er was able to prepare him with this kind of poison, and that Yao Ling'er naturally had it on his body, and there was absolutely no danger.
Thinking of this, Wang Fan had already flashed himself to kill those great emperors and immortal emperors of Lianzong.
Wang Fan was like a beast from the wild, instantly rushing into the group of the great emperor immortal emperor monks, dancing with his fists and feet, and launched a bombardment.
The bang bang continued to be heard, and it was only a short moment before the blockbuster was dead.
Countless magic weapons, gods, tore the air and madly fell on Wang Fan, but it was a pity that they couldn't hurt Wang Fan at all.
No way, Wang Fan's physical body is really too strong, maybe the holy emperor can hurt him, but these great emperor immortal emperors are obviously not qualified.
They can't even break the defense.
Wang Fan felt this scene even more crazy and unscrupulous.
Soon, there was a storm here.
When Wang Fan passed, there were mountains of dead corpses.
Those monks are like weak chickens, completely vulnerable.
Despite this, Wang Fan still felt unhappy.
He missed his cultivation.
If there is a cultivation base, he only needs to wield the divine sword, and the sword light will be scattered in the sky, and the garbage can be slashed.
But now, he has to come in contact with these people and fight in close quarters.
It's really troublesome.
On the other side, Situ Hai was beaten back again and again, vomiting blood.
He looked at the dead Feng Yuan and the great Emperor Immortal Emperor who was slaughtered by Wang Fan, his face was extremely low.
Today, this is a dead end.
He wanted to repel Yao Ling'er and break out of the siege, but he couldn't do it at all.
In the end, with a loud bang, Situ Hai was directly blown into the air, and his body broke and suffered severe injuries.
After another period of time, these people had all been beheaded, completely killed.
Wang Fan was covered in blood, and his whole person had become a blood man.
He looked at the indifferent medicine Ling'er not far away, a little depressed.
This person is really annoying than others.
Yao Ling'er killed an eighth-layered saint emperor, there was no dust or blood on his body, it was clean and clean.
But what about him?
However, after killing these Lianzong beasts, Wang Fan's anger in his heart dissipated a lot.
"Go, let's go back."
Wang Fan said with Yao Ling'er, and hurried back to Qin Cheng.
Yao Ling'er followed behind and didn't speak.
Qincheng.
Qin Ge stood up suddenly, his face extremely ugly.
"Sect Master, what happened?"
Xue Kai immediately asked in surprise when he saw Qin Ge's expression like this.
Qin Ge's face was low, and he murmured: "I feel the strong battle fluctuations coming from the east. It seems that there is a large-scale battle. Could it be that the remnants of the Holy Palace intercepted and killed my Cultivation Cultivator? You are waiting here, let me see Look."
As Qin Ge said, his figure flashed, and he disappeared.
But Xue Kai and others' expressions changed completely.
What?
Great war broke out in the East?
The people of their refining sect are likely to be intercepted?
This is not good news for them.
"I'll go take a look too."
Xue Kai quickly left a sentence, and then disappeared in the same place.
The rest of the holy emperors looked at each other, and then left one after another.
Before they dared to leave the city lord's mansion, it was because Qin Ge closed the door.
Now Qin Ge has already left the customs, and they have all gone out, they are following Qin Ge, and what are they afraid of.
Soon, all the Saint Emperor powerhouses in the City Lord's Mansion have all disappeared.
Of course, no one is aware of it.
If the Holy Emperor monk is unwilling, even if he leaves, he will be silent, unless his cultivation level or perception is strong enough, otherwise, how can he let people know?
Wang Fan and Yao Ling'er were rushing back. At a certain moment, Yao Ling'er's face changed slightly.
In the next second, before Wang Fan could react, she instantly grabbed Wang Fan and disappeared.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Fan was a little baffled and couldn't help but ask.
"I have noticed the aura of a strong man. Several Saint emperors have come over. The one with the strongest cultivation base is already the peak of the Saint Emperor."
Yao Ling'er said solemnly.
Wang Fan didn't care much, and said, "I know, I feel the danger too. Just what are we afraid of? Isn't it poisonous?"
Wang Fan didn't feel the aura of the Saint Emperor, he just felt the danger.
After all, his cultivation base is not there, he can't use his spiritual power, it is very difficult to feel the aura of the Saint Emperor. But he has a strong sense of danger.
It's just that those poisonous mists are already powerful enough to give Wang Fan confidence, and Wang Fan doesn't believe it at all.
Even if Qin Ge came over, he had the confidence to fight.
Yao Ling'er heard Wang Fan's words, her mouth twitched, and she was a little speechless: "A dozen Saint Emperors, one Saint Emperor Pinnacle and one Saint Emperor Ninth Floor, fighting head-on, how could we be opponents? You too Confident."
Wang Fan curled his lips: "What are you afraid of when you are there?"
He felt that Yao Ling'er still hides her strength, this woman is not simple.
If he had only one person, he would naturally hide and fight guerrillas, but he wanted to see Yao Ling'er's true strength, so he planned to be upright and test it out.