"Huh!"

Lu Fan pointed into a sword, turning into a golden sword that was a long sword, and it slashed down like lightning, and a sword split the spirit witch lord next to him in half. The remaining momentum is not exhausted, and he directly slashes at the Blood Witch Lord.

"Burning blood. ”

The Blood Witch Lord screamed wildly, and in an instant, his face turned red, and a blood mist like essence wolf smoke erupted from his body. Immediately after that, the Blood Witch Lord's aura soared, and his body retreated violently, and his degree was so fast that he almost passed the peak of the Earth Immortal by half a step.

However, the long sword condensed by the spirits of heaven and earth is beyond the imagination of mortals.

A golden streamer swiped across without stopping. The Blood Witch Lord's body retreated ten steps away, only to realize that he had been split in two pieces by a sword from his waist.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Fan locked on to the next target.

There are still five people left on top of the elevation, and in addition to the Great Witch Master, the other four Witch Masters have used all their means. There are blood all over the body, and the horizontal practice is like steel. There are those who abandon their bodies and turn their bodies into a soul flight, and there are those who sacrifice magic weapons and try to resist.

It's a pity that in front of the immortals of the world, these witch masters are as fragile as babies. didn't even have the qualifications to let Lu Fan's sword stop for a moment, so he was beheaded with a sword.

In a flash.

Lu Fan took out four swords in a row, and time was just a breath in the past.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately after, the tip of the sword turned, pointing directly at the final target, the Witch God Sect Witch Master.

"Lu Fan, you ......"

The witch lord let out an earth-shattering howl.

His eyes were cracking, his means were exhausted, and his talisman weapons were different. It's a pity that it can't stop the sword light at all. Lu Fan of the Jindan Realm, holding the sword of the earth, can be slashed by the earth immortals, not to mention a mere mortal.

"Bang bang bang. ”

The six-layer talisman on the witch master's body was slashed by the golden long sword, like a knife cutting through butter. Just as he was about to cut through his skull, a fierce black gas shot out of the domino in his chest.

As soon as this black gas came out, it shot straight into the sky like wolf smoke, and an old man with a height of three feet appeared from it. The old man was shrouded in a black robe, his face was unclear, and he could only vaguely see a pair of eyes that shone with a turquoise light like a hungry wolf.

"Father?"

The Witch Lord hasn't had time to surprise yet.

Lu Fan had already snorted lightly:

"Slash!"

With a bang, the golden long sword did not stop, directly slashing through the neck of the witch master. Before the witch lord's head fell, there was an incredible look in his eyes.

As if he couldn't believe that Lu Fan dared to kill him in front of his father.

"No!"

The black-robed old man's body fluctuated violently, and a terrible wail came out of his soul.

It's a pity that the silver light in Lu Fan's eyes flashed, turned into a silver small sword, split him into two pieces from top to bottom, and then stirred it in the air, completely shattering this divine soul clone.

"Even if your body comes, I will kill you, let alone a single soul. Lu Fan said indifferently.

The Seven Great Witch Masters, plus the Great Witch Master of the Witch God Sect, none of them survived, and even the souls of the Great Witch God were beheaded. The high-level and disciples of the eighteen veins of the Wumen below were terrified:

"Immortal Master Lu, I'm waiting for the surrender. ”

"Immortal Master Lu, I am willing to lead the way and help you find the snake pet ......"

However, at this time, Lu Fan's heart was as cold as ice, and his killing intent had been decided, so how could he keep his hand.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The light of the long sword of Xiyang was bright, and it was controlled by Lu Fan with his divine sense, turning into a golden flying sword, and the sword aura was dense, like the sickle of death, dancing in the air. Every time the sword was opened, it brought up more than a dozen blood springs that rushed to the sky.

It doesn't matter what kind of spell, supernatural power, martial arts, or talisman magic weapon.

None of them can stop the advantage of the flying sword.

Miyamoto Yumi and Qi Yahui blocked the gate to prevent anyone from escaping.

With a flick of his fingers, Lu Fan killed hundreds of people in a row, slashing out a sword every moment, and finally killed the entire venue with a river of blood and corpses all over the field. Even Miyamoto was disgraced, and Qi Yahui's face was even pale, and she forcibly endured the retching in her abdomen.

She had ever seen murder, but this was the first time that this kind of scene like Shura's hell had happened.

After the last person was also split into two pieces with a sword.

The sword of the earth flew back in front of Lu Fan, making a buzzing sound, and the three-foot-long golden sword was not stained with a trace of blood, as if it had not been killed enough.

After breaking through the earth immortals, everything in heaven and earth can be used as soldiers, not to mention the spirit creatures of heaven and earth.

"Master, what are we going to do next?" asked Miyamoto in a low voice, bowing her head.

"Find the Great Witch God and rescue Kurohime. ”

Lu Fan sneered.

"Ahh

Qi Yahui's face was as white as paper.

"Then it's up to him to do it. ”

Lu Fan said, playing a spell in his hand, grabbing the souls of the seven half-step earth immortals on the high platform, and from the remnant soul of the witch master, he found the place where Hei Ji was imprisoned. The rest is all included in the Soul Gathering Orb.

......

Outside the venue, many people who coveted Miyamoto Yumi and Qi Yahui were still at the door.

For the people of Wumen, this moment seemed like a century, but in fact, it was only a few minutes. Everyone looked at the venue with eagerness and wanted to witness the show.

"Brother Leopard, what do you say is happening in this venue? At first, there was a loud noise, but soon, it was silent, what is going on?" the thin monkey said strangely.

"You're stupid. The three of them went in, and the elders of the Wumen made a move. Now that the three have been taken, they will naturally calm down. ”

Brother Leopard sneered, shook his head regretfully and said, "Look at them, they can support them for several minutes under the hands of so many witch masters, it can be seen that they are definitely masters." It's a pity that those two chicks died, if they can be caught and sold, they will definitely be sold for a sky-high price. ”

While the crowd sighed.

The thin monkey's pupils widened, pointed to the venue, and said tremblingly:

"Brother Leopard, you... Look, what's that?"

When Brother Leopard heard this, he looked up and saw a man and two women walking out of the venue. Their clothes were as old as they were, and there was not a trace of blood on them.

"What's going on?"

Brother Leopard was surprised.

In the venue, there were eight witch masters, and the high-level leaders of the eighteen witch sects gathered. How could they let those three people go? Could it be that they had an old relationship with the Wumen, and the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple?

When Brother Leopard was in a daze, he saw someone come forward, as if he wanted to talk.

It's just that the mouth hasn't opened yet, and the cold woman holding the long sword draws the sword and splits. A golden rainbow instantly swept across the head of the person who was talking to him, bringing up a cloud of blood mist. Then, as soon as the woman's footsteps moved, she shot at everyone.

"What is this?"

Brother Leopard's eyes widened, but he didn't react yet.

The whole person has been split in half by a sword, including him and the thin monkey, dozens of people who followed the three people and wanted to covet the beauty of the two women, none of them ran away.

"Let's go!"

Lu Fan calmly swept to the south, where the Great Witch God cultivated and temporarily resided, and where Hei Ji was imprisoned.

The Witch Gate Conference was supposed to be held for seven days, but the Great Witch God would not come until the end.

Lu Fan didn't want to wait stupidly, thinking of Hei Ji, who was obedient to her, was actually going to be released with essence blood, as a cultivation furnace, Lu Fan felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

"Anyone who dares to hurt me Lu Fan, can I really be bullied?"

Lu Fan's eyes erupted with monstrous anger.