"What the elder said is right, why should we grow up others to destroy our own prestige!"

"That's right, that person is a Soul Monarch, and the Elder is also a Soul Monarch, so we don't need to be afraid of him!"

"Elder, let's go and arrest that man now!"

Hearing Zhang Xiong's confident and slow words, the law enforcement team members instantly raised their fighting spirit.

They believed that Zhang Xiong would definitely be able to take down this enemy.

Because these members of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect law enforcement team all know that their Elder Zhang is one of the few powerhouses in the sect, and his cultivation is very high, not to mention, he can also kill opponents across a small realm, and his combat power is very strong.

Seeing that his subordinates had regained their fighting spirit, Zhang Xiong encouraged: "Very good! You must keep this momentum! Now Elder Ben orders you to spread out in groups of two and search for any survivors around here. If there is, bring it to Elder Ben immediately!"

"Yes!"

A group of law enforcement officers received orders one after another.

The officers then dispersed in pairs and searched through the rubble of the streets.

......

Just when Zhang Xiong ordered his law enforcement team to search Huancheng Street, Su Fan, who was the performer of this tragedy, came to another street in Ten Thousand Poison City.

This street is called Ten Thousand Poisons Holy Son Street, and the reason why it is called this name is because more than eighty percent of the shops here are opened by the Holy Sons of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

Of course, the Holy Sons of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were all top geniuses in the kingdom, and they were busy cultivating every day, so they basically didn't have much time to take care of these shops.

Therefore, the principals of these shops are basically the subordinates or slaves of these holy sons.

"That's a lot of people!"

Su Fan walked in the crowd, and the number of disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who came and went along the way was not enough, he just glanced at it casually, and saw dozens or hundreds of people!

Ten Thousand Poison Holy Son Street is a very crowded street in Ten Thousand Poison City, and it is one of the most important commercial blocks in Ten Thousand Poison City.

Su Fan took the opportunity to walk out of the crowd and came to a small corner on the side of the street, where three Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples were boasting and chatting with each other.

Maybe there were too many people on the street, and the three lively disciples didn't notice Su Fan approaching at all, and their alertness was very low.

"Hello!"

Su Fan walked over and directly patted the shoulder of the disciple of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who was closest to him.

"Who are you?"

This disciple of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect turned his head to look and found a masked man standing behind him, and immediately showed a look of doubt on his face.

"The man who killed you!"

Su Fan said in a cold tone, and then suddenly pointed at the disciple's head.

The finger wind is fierce, carrying a faint murderous aura!

This Ten Thousand Poisons Sect disciple showed a shocked expression, and just as he wanted to raise his hand to resist, Su Fan's fingertips had already touched his forehead.

Bang!

Fingers pierced through the skull, and the head of this Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciple burst open instantly, and the red and white things in it splashed onto the other two Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples next to him!

The other two Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples were all frightened, and their eyes were full of disbelief and retreated, they really couldn't figure out why anyone would dare to kill their Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples in broad daylight.

Is this man crazy?

"It's your turn!"

Su Fan jumped high, casually popped out two sword qi, and lightly cut the two Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples in half, letting them go to Hell with a stomach full of questions.

"Murdered!"

"Run!"

Many passers-by on the side of the street saw this brutal killing scene, and they all immediately ran in all directions in frenzy.

However, it didn't matter if they ran, but instead made the originally congested crowd suddenly become a pot of porridge, and some people were pushed to the ground in the chaos, because they didn't get up in time, they were trampled to death by many people.

Seeing that the situation was not right, many of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples in the crowd all gathered together in groups of three or five and squeezed towards Su Fan's side, seeing that this posture was preparing to find trouble with Su Fan.

"Hmph, ignorant ants!

Su Fan glanced at the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who were slowly walking towards him, and without saying a word, he directly took out the Heavenly Punishment Sword and slashed it with a single sword technique.

Boom Boom!

The terrifying sword momentum rose from the ground, and the dense sword qi slammed towards those Ten Thousand Poison Sects like a huge wave that swallowed the sky, and the street a few hundred meters in front of Su Fan turned into a cloud of dust, and all the living people, including those disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, turned into blood-colored dust!

Su Fan's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and he didn't know why, when he found that he was killing people with his face covered, the cells in his whole body would be very excited!

This feeling of comfort made him want to stop!

"He's not a man, he's a devil!"

"The devil is coming, the devil is coming to punish us, run!"

Seeing that Su Fan killed thousands of people with one sword, a panic suddenly broke out in the crowd, and everyone ran out of the street even more desperately, and the number of people who were trampled to death and injured increased dramatically!

"This person's cultivation is above the middle stage of the Soul Monarch Realm, we are not an opponent!"

In the distance, several Holy Sons of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who had come out to play were looking at Su Fan with a solemn expression.

The cultivation of these Holy Sons is not high, and they can only be regarded as the bottom existence among the Holy Sons of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.

"Damn, the martial arts festival of the three sects is imminent, and all the senior brothers have rushed to the Tailing Sect, otherwise how could it be the turn of such rats to come to our territory to spread wildness!" said a Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect indignantly.

"Then what should we do?" the other Ten Thousand Poison Sect Saint Son asked aloud after glancing at the few people around him.

"I can only go and ask the law enforcement team, now the soul monarch powerhouse in the Ten Thousand Poison City is only the two elders in the law enforcement team who have the highest cultivation!"

"That's all there is to it, let's go!"

"Let's go!"

These Ten Thousand Poison Sect Holy Sons discussed the results and left in a hurry together.

However, these Ten Thousand Poison Sect Holy Sons didn't know that although they were far away from Su Fan, their words and every move did not escape Su Fan's perception.

"Are you going to invite the law enforcement elders?" Su Fan smiled weirdly: "It's okay, when you invite the law enforcement elders, I'll have a pot!"

"Now...... Just let me keep cleaning!"

Su Fan ignored the chaotic crowd in front of him, his eyes chased after the figures of one of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and slashed down with a sword!

One after another, the shadows of the sky-covering sword descended from the sky, and the snowy edge bloomed, clearing out this fresh life one by one!

Su Fan was like a tireless machine, slashing the big sword one by one, and each swing of the sword would take away at least hundreds of lives.

Ten Thousand Poisons Holy Son Street, this splendid and prosperous street has been reduced to a blood-paved hell in an instant!

(End of chapter)