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!
But right now, once these two disciples fight together, these elite geniuses will definitely fall a lot.
And if the news of the death of these disciples reaches the sect, the elders of the sect will definitely not give up.
If those elders get into trouble because of this, I am afraid that it will not stop after a year or a half, and it may even be the top of Zhang Donglai and Sun Maohe!
The fight for power and profit is not new in the duny world, let alone in this large gate where monks gather?
However, it is a pity that the heads of these two sects did not know that the sect behind them had been destroyed by Su Fan.
All the things they had just thought had already become dream bubbles!
"Discuss? What qualifications do you have to discuss with me? I have a saying, kill or die, choose yourself!"
Su Fan would not give them any room for discussion. In his eyes, there is nothing more important than himself.
As for the thoughts in Donglai and Sun Maohe's mind?
Does it have anything to do with him?
"Ah! I can't stand it, go to you!"
Perhaps it was enough of Su Fan's oppression, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect suddenly rushed out of the queue, and a chapter was slapped on the chest of a disciple of the Cloud Sea Sword Sect opposite!
The disciple of the Cloud Sea Sword Sect seemed to have no idea that someone would attack him suddenly, and he was immediately photographed. The sound of Kerala sounded on his breastbone, and his entire heart collapsed!
"Uh……"
The disciple of the Sword Sect Yunhai widened his eyes, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, touched his chest and fell softly, and immediately died!
"Brother Feng!"
In the queue of the disciples of the Cloud Sea Sword Sect, a female disciple shouted with a sad expression, and the long sword was suddenly unsheathed, and it was stabs directly at the disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect!
"Hahaha! Uh..."
That Wan Poison Sect disciple killed a Cloud Sea Sword Sect disciple, and he was standing in place with a wild laugh, without making any dodge movements, and was immediately stabbed by the stabbed long sword!
"Cousin!"
"Junior Brother Ma!"
Two roars came from the queue of Wan Pozong disciple, and two more figures flew out, besieged and killed the female disciple of Sword Sect in Cloud Sea!
"Go!"
"Kill!"
The shouting and killing suddenly broke out, and the conflicts between the two major sect disciples broke out one after another. These disciples, either for the friendship between the brothers, or for the glory of their respective sects, madly caught the right and fought together!
The blood stained the earth, and two disciples of the big sect fell in a pool of blood every moment.
At the end of the fierce killing, almost all of these disciples were blushing, no matter whether they were their own people or other people, as long as there was a living person standing in front of them, they would use their martial skills to attack each other.
Some monks who originally watched this tragedy were also affected, and the casualties were maximized in an instant!
Finally, a life-and-death contest between two major sect disciples was completely transformed into a fierce battle among all the monks present!
As if to vent the heavy pressure in their own body, everyone tried their best when fighting, and would never give up unless they killed each other!
Under the ring, swords, lights, swords and shadows, full of blood, all monks are fighting others for their own survival!
"Stop it, stop it!"
Zhang Donglai and Sun Maohe were mingled in the crowd. While trying to separate the crowd, they shouted at the same time, and their voices were almost hoarse.
But it was useless. Almost all the monks in the field fell into a state of madness, killing for the sake of killing, and couldn't hear any words of these two people.
Even some monks did not stop after hearing the roar of these two men, but instead raised their weapons and killed them!
Facing these cultivators who were slashing towards them, both Sun Zhang dodged at first and did not launch a counterattack.
However, when these monks saw the two of them only flashed and did not attack, instead of stopping, they intensified and displayed more destructive martial arts to greet them. The two of them were miserable.
Finally, as a last resort, the two had to join forces and kill all these monks!
And now that both Sun and Zhang had started this, the troubles later came naturally.
More and more monks, like a flood, rushed towards the two of them, madly attacking them, and they also had to kill batch after batch of monks who tried to attack them.
In the end, these two heads who had always thought of others were also caught in a situation of fighting with everyone.
On the ring, Su Fan looked coldly at the scenes of blood flowing down the river. There is no fluctuation in my heart.
He has seen too many such scenes, from the excitement at the beginning to the numbness at the end, to be honest, he is a bit visually tired.
Ouch! ! !
Suddenly, a beast roar that shocked the world came from a distance, and the sound of the beast roar spread out from the back mountain of Tailingzong within tens of miles!
"Ahhh!!!"
Some weak monks vomited blood after hearing the sound, while other less-affected monks took the opportunity to attack them, and in a flash, hundreds of people lay down on the martial arts field.
"Did the old thing take out the core of the formation?"
Su Fan whispered, he guessed in his heart that it was very likely that Old Ancestor Zhao had taken away the core of the formation, which caused the monster beast of Tailingzong Houshan to run out.
He could clearly feel that the power of the beast passed over just now was extremely not weak, it should have been released by the strong among the beasts.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
After the roar of the beast was emitted, more roars of beasts rang out in the distance, and the earth began to tremble crazily, and the entire Tai Ling Peak seemed to be shaky in the violent shaking!
At this moment, a shadow quickly flew in the sky, Su Fan looked up and saw that the person here was Patriarch Zhao!
"This...what's going on!"
When Patriarch Zhao landed from the air, he was shocked to see the dead monks everywhere in the martial arts training ground and the people still fighting frantically there!
"You are here! It just so happens that they are almost dead, give me things!"
Su Fan walked slowly to the ancestor Zhao, and said calmly.
"Su Fan! What's going on?" Old Ancestor Zhao's face changed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed at Su Fan and screamed: "Did you do this? Did you kill them all?"
(End of this chapter)
