Chapter 4504: can't kill

While thinking in his heart, Wang Fan quickly recovered his divine essence.
The consumption of Divine Sword Seventh Form, although not as terrifying as Divine Sword Eighth Form, is actually not small.
Every time he casts the seventh form of the Divine Sword, it takes two hours to recover.
Of course, if he absorbs Divine Essence with all his strength, his recovery speed will be faster.
It's just that now, Wang Huang and others are all looking for him, and he doesn't dare to fully absorb the divine energy to restore it.
On the other side, Wang Huang and others were also looking for Wang Fan. As time passed, Wang Huang became more and more impatient and his face was extremely gloomy.
He was not afraid of Wang Fan's appearance, but he was afraid of Wang Fan's escape.
Once Wang Fan escaped, it would not be so easy for him to find Wang Fan again.
As for the other eight people, even though they were a group of two, their expressions were also very nervous. Not only were they extremely vigilant, but their nerves were also tense.
Wang Fan has already killed two people, if he shoots again, most of them will still be killed.
Wang Huang may not be afraid of Wang Fan's assassination, but they can't.
The hearts of the group of eight people are very bitter, if not for the oppression of the emperor, they really plan to turn around and leave immediately.
Only, they dare not.
An hour passed, and Wang Fan did not appear.
Two hours later, Wang Fan still did not appear.
The complexion of Wang Huang and his party has become more and more gloomy and ugly.
In the middle stage of the eight Profound Realm Gods, even sweat oozes from their foreheads.
Two hours of full defense and tense nerves was quite tiring, especially when facing an opponent like Wang Fan.
Rao is that they are all Profound Realm gods, and it is somewhat unbearable to be in such a highly tense state for a long time.
"Where's Wang Fan, where did he go?"
"Wouldn't it be leaving? If you haven't appeared for such a long time, even if you leave, it is very possible."
"We must not have this kind of thinking, it will only die faster, let's take full precautions."
The two of them couldn't help but communicate through voice transmission, and their expressions became more vigilant.
Wang Fan didn't care about them at all. After two hours passed, his state had recovered again.
However, Wang Fan did not rush to do it, but quickly refined several arrays and threw them in different positions.
After doing all this, he quickly walked in the direction of the emperor.
This emperor, trying to kill him by all means, has become his number one enemy.
What's the point of killing Wang Huang's subordinates? This time, he wants to kill Wang Huang, and he will explode his big move directly.
Wang Fan was very careful, his breath completely restrained, and he approached Wang Huang within 10,000 meters.
This distance is already the limit.
Wang Fan had a feeling that if he got closer, he would be noticed by the emperor.
After all, the peak of the Profound Realm God is no joke.
It's a strange thing to be close to a certain range of people and not be aware of it.
This is still Wang Fan. If it were another cultivator, even if he was at the peak of the Profound Realm God with the same cultivation base as the emperor, if his mental power was not strong and condensed, and his concealment methods were not clever enough, even the emperor would not be able to get close to him.
Wang Fan looked at the Wang Huang who was moving at a high speed not far away, and his expression was extremely awe-inspiring.
He was not in a hurry, he had to wait for the emperor to stop.
After a few minutes passed, Wang Huang finally stopped.
With a bang, he punched a giant tree, and the terrifying power exploded, and the entire jungle was completely flattened.
Wang Huang said angrily: "Where are the people? Wang Fan, where did you hide?"
His face was ferocious, extremely angry, and there were blue veins on his forehead.
Wang Fan noticed this scene, but his eyes lit up and moved immediately.
In just a split second, the divine essence in his body was already running wild, and with a swoosh, the whole person burst out, killing the emperor at an extremely fast speed like lightning.
When he was still about 100 meters away from the emperor, the divine sword in his hand was already swung out, and the divine energy in his body exploded.
Divine Sword Eighth Form!
hum!
A sword cry resounded in the air, and the dazzling sword light instantly slashed down towards the emperor.
"Wang Fan!"
The king's reaction was also extremely fast. Almost immediately, violent divine essence emerged from his body, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in divine light.
He roared angrily, turned around and turned back. At the same time that the Profound Realm God Domain pressed out, his right fist was slammed like thunder.
The terrifying fist wind burst the air, just like a cannonball, setting off countless space cracks, and bombarded towards that sword light.
With a bang, a loud noise came out.
The sword light disappeared in an instant, and the fist style also dissipated.
Under that strong force, Wang Huang couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body shot towards the rear.
The blood in his mouth kept spitting out, and he flew back and forth for dozens of miles before finally stabilizing his body.
Looking at this scene, Wang Fan couldn't help but sighed slightly, and without any hesitation, he walked away.
It's a pity that he still can't kill this emperor, even if the Divine Sword is cut out in the eighth style, he still can't kill this guy.
Although he had expected this for a long time, he was still a little disappointed.
No way, the realm difference is too big, the big beyond imagination.
Although Wang Huang spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, Wang Fan could see that the guy didn't suffer multiple injuries at all, and everything was just an appearance.
Even, this guy still has the possibility of some acting, and most of the purpose is to catch him.
Wang Fan sighed helplessly, didn't stay any longer, and disappeared here at the fastest speed.
He had to go, and he should go.
To stay any longer is to die.
This emperor is also a bit interesting, to actually use this method to catch him and take the bait, do you really think he is a fool? Simply ridiculous.
After Wang Huang stabilized his body, he saw that Wang Fan did not kill again, and his face became even more gloomy.
He did not expect that Wang Fan would actually do something to him.
Moreover, the power of Wang Fan's sword was so terrifying.
He had calculated before that if he broke out in a hurry at that time, at most it would cancel out the sword force, and would definitely not be able to hurt Wang Fan.
Therefore, he reacted in an instant, pretended to be injured, and took the bait.
However, Wang Fan did not take the bait, but decided to flee.
This time, Wang Huang couldn't accept it.
How could Wang Fan seize such a good opportunity?
At the same time, he also secretly hated his carelessness. If he had known that Wang Fan would attack him, he would never have done so.
He thought that Wang Fan would continue to attack his subordinates.
One wrong step, one wrong step.
Wang Huang has an intuition, this time, Wang Fan is afraid that he will really leave, and he will never stay here again.
"Damn, bastard!"
Wang Huang gritted his teeth, burning with anger.
Think of his Wang family Tianjiao, when was he so embarrassed? Or was he forced to this point by a holy emperor?
"Hey, the cultivation base is still weak. If you want to kill this emperor, you have to reach the Yellow Realm God. It's just that I am improving, and he is also improving. It seems that it is still difficult to get revenge."
"With my current cultivation strength, the eighth style of the Divine Sword is only in the middle stage of Slaying the Profound Realm God at most. Even if it is the peak of the ordinary Profound Realm God, I am afraid that it will not be able to kill."
At the same time, Wang Fan, who was far away, was also sighing. After the previous sword, he had a clear position and understanding of the power of his own Divine Sword VIII.