At this moment, Su Fan's body was covered by surging demonic energy.

A second before entering the isolated small world, he once again shared his power with Youyan.

In the shocked eyes of Gu Tao, Zuo Hongxin, and Chu Juechen, Su Fan's strength had skyrocketed to the peak of the third level of the Soul Saint in an instant.

Zuo Hongxin, whose cultivation was suppressed, was already in despair at this time, and now he just wanted to use his last bit of strength to protect Gu Tao and leave!

Although he knew very well that Wuyangmen would inevitably fall into the ranks of the third-rate sects in the outer regions after this battle, as long as the last bit of fire was still there, then Wuyangmen would have a chance to start over.

"Boy, even if the old man dies, he will pull you as a backstop!"

At this time, seeing Su Fan taking the initiative to approach, Zuo Hongxin immediately rushed out of the encirclement of the undead group, waved his only remaining left arm, and killed Su Fan.

However, Zuo Hongxin overestimated his strength.

You must know that this is an isolated small world, which belongs to Su Fan's territory, and naturally everything is decided by Su Fan.

Therefore, Zuo Hongxin had just flown halfway through when he collided head-on with Su Fan's sword!

Laugh at!

The jet-black sword light slashed down from above, and the hot blood slashed across the cold blade.

This poor Wuyangmen Ancestor was directly split in two, and the symmetrical corpse of the left and right halves fell from the sky.

Whoa!

The organs in the corpse were thrown out when they were about to fall to the ground, and this is enough to show that Su Fan's sword skills have reached the level of superbness.

"Run away, Zuo Ancestor let Su Fan kill him!"

When some of the Yimeng monks who were still running and fighting saw this scene, they didn't even dare to fight, and they all fled one by one.

And the Yimeng monks who had already run away in front of them were shocked to hear the news, and they all used their strength to fly, without even looking back, running around aimlessly.

These people are completely frightened!

In the isolated small world, Gu Tao quickly followed in Zuo Hongxin's footsteps, without Zuo Hongxin to help him block the attacks of the undead, he was directly torn to pieces by the swarming undead!

"Close!"

Su Fan silently recited the mantra, raised his arm high, and took away the Qiankun Yin and Yang Creation Diagram in the air, and the isolated small world disappeared in an instant.

Since it took no more than ten minutes for Su Fan to open the Creation Diagram this time, when he took it back, there was no shortage of spiritual power.

Soon, this battle was completely over, and with Su Fan's joining, the Kwai Narcissus Sect's side won a big victory.

"Thank you Master Su for coming to help, such a great favor will be remembered by the people of my sect!"

Afterwards, Zhao Peng brought a group of monks from the Kwai Narcissus Sect to thank Su Fan.

Su Fan just wanted to say to Zhao Peng that there was no need to do this, because he came here to participate in the battle, purely for the sake of Xue Piao's face.

But at this moment, Zhao Aocang on the side said with a disdainful face: "Father, why do you want to thank him? If there is no him, we can also win, as long as we drag Zuo Hongxin's old thing to death, Gu Tao and the others have nothing to fear!"

"And there are still Hades and Apostles in the sect now, even if the Yimeng gang breaks in, they will be wiped out by the Hades and their killings!"

Zhao Aocang's words were sour, he had always claimed to be a genius, but at this moment, seeing Su Fan, who was even more brilliant than himself, he was very jealous in his heart.

However, he is jealous and jealous, and it is not good to say it, you know, Su Fan killed Zuo Hongxin in front of everyone just now.

And Zuo Hongxin is a Tribulation Saint King, and among their group, only Chu Jiechen can fight with him under normal circumstances.

But the problem is that Zuo Hongxin, whom Su Fan just killed, has already exploded his dantian, and his combat power is comparable to that of the Second Tribulation Saint King!

Even such a powerful Zuo Hongxin could not escape the end of defeat, how could Chu Juechen be Su Fan's opponent?

At this moment, hearing Zhao Aocang's words, everyone's hearts suddenly burst out, and they couldn't help but scold Zhao Aocang in their hearts.

This guy couldn't see the situation clearly, and he actually said such things in front of Su Fan, this is simply looking for death!

"Shut up, Cang'er! Anyway, Su Gongzi also helped us!"

"Besides, Su Gongzi is a demon cultivator like us, the demon cultivator in the world is a family, Su Gongzi is strong, he should be your senior, how can you not talk nonsense here!"

Zhao Peng was angry on the spot, he had always doted on Zhao Aocang very much, just because this son was indeed an out-and-out genius in cultivation.

But such excessive doting also caused Zhao Aocang's high-flying and domineering character.

He relied on being the only son of the sect master, and he did all the evil deeds of bullying men and women among the sects, and those disciples or elders who had been bullied by him could only dare to be angry but not dare to speak.

Of course, no one dared to leave there.

Because, there are too few places in the world for demon cultivators to live.

Once they leave the protection of the Kwai Narcissus Sect, as demon cultivators, it is often difficult for them to survive in the outside world.

Therefore, in the face of Zhao Aocang's bullying, these people can only continue to endure it.

"Senior, just with this teenage hairy boy, he also deserves it?"

Zhao Aocang said contemptuously: "Lao Tzu eats ...... salt than him."

Syllable!

Before he could finish his words, everyone heard a loud slap.

Then, they saw Zhao Aocang fly out of the whole body, his body spun and fell to the ground, slid out of a few hundred meters and crashed into a small attic.

A burst of smoke and dust came up, and the attic collapsed in an instant, burying Zhao Aocang underneath.

Needless to say, this slap was naturally taken by Su Fan.

Considering that Xue Piaoling would still have to live in the Kwai Narcissus Sect in the future, Su Fan did not whip Zhao Aocang to death this time, but only slightly punished this ignorant sect leader.

"Master Su, you!"

Zhao Peng's face changed drastically, Zhao Aocang was his only son, if he was really drawn out by Su Fan, then he really couldn't ask for this.

"This person doesn't respect me or you, your father, you deserve to be beaten, I'm here to let him taste a lesson, rest assured, people can't die, let him go back and take some healing pills, and he will be fine in two or three days!" Su Fan said lightly.

When Zhao Peng heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the person did not die, he even bowed his hand to Su Fan: "Thank you for the mercy of Master Su's subordinates!"

At this time, several quick-eyed monks had already dragged Zhao Dashao out of the ruins of the attic.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at it, and they were all startled.

Poor Zhao Dashao, his appearance at the moment is simply miserable.

The whole face was pumped high and swollen, and the facial features were squeezed together.

originally had a good handsome face, but it turned into a bun that had just come out of the cage.

Zhao Peng was concerned about his son's safety, and after confessing to Su Fan, he hurriedly flew over to check Zhao Aocang's injuries.

(End of chapter)