"After today, the Backing Mountain Sect will cease to exist. ”

Lu Fan's words were sonorous and powerful.

They ignore the lives of ordinary people, but they themselves are high, and the sect is built so luxuriously, they look like they are greedy for pleasure.

If a martial artist violates taboos with martial arts, it is much more harmful than ordinary people.

Such moths will only harm society if they are kept.

Lu Fan is not a bad person, but the nine-year compulsory education is not in vain.

"What?"

"Extermination?"

"This man has a sick brain!"

The people of the Backing Mountain Sect seem to have heard the funniest joke.

"You think you're Lu Fan!" Zheng Xiaoyao sneered and sarcastically said.

"Lu Fan?"

However, as soon as he spoke, everyone's hearts chuckled.

Although Lu Fan and they have never seen it, they are like thunder, destroying the Qinglian Sect, the Sanqing Immortal Sect, the Defeated Heaven Sword Sect, and the seven great god realm powerhouses of Yanjing in a row, the label given to him by the martial arts world is:

Demonic, perverted strength, ruthless and ruthless!

Such a person is not something that their backer sect can provoke at all.

And the person in front of him is also young, and his strength is not weak, the key is that he is very arrogant, and he will destroy the sect when he exits, which is somewhat similar to Lu Fan's style.

"Goo-dong!"

Many disciples showed a trace of fear in their eyes, and their steps unconsciously stepped back.

"Who the hell are you, boy? I don't kill the nameless. Zheng Zuo's face was also a little suspicious.

If it was really Lu Fan, they would be in danger.

He admits that he is not Lu Fan's opponent.

That's a devil!

"It doesn't matter who it is, you all have to die!" Lu Fan said without a trace of emotion.

"You are arrogant!"

Zheng Zuo snorted coldly, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and said, "No matter who you are, you will inevitably die today!"

"Kill me!"

Zheng Zuo took the first step forward, and the momentum of the Divine Power Realm came out violently.

The terrifying coercion made the surrounding disciples feel like they were carrying a big mountain, and they hurriedly retreated outside.

Zheng Zuo is naturally not a mediocre talent, and if he can become the sect master of the Backing Mountain Sect, he naturally has enough strength!

"Boy, today, you hurt my son, take my treasure, and I will also make you feel a sense of despair!"

Zheng Zuo punched out, and the power of the Divine Power Realm erupted wildly, and the ground where he was was actually cracked. Like a beast, it rushed towards Lu Fan!

Beneath his feet, an invisible wave of qi rolls!

You can see the power of his punch!

At this moment, the momentum displayed by Zheng Zuo was not at all comparable to that of ordinary Divine Power Realm martial artists, and he had already reached the intermediate level of the Divine Power Realm, which was comparable to Shi Qian, the sect leader of the Sanqing Immortal Sect.

Zheng Zuo didn't dare to be careless, and even raised his momentum to the top, and with a roar, his strength suddenly expanded!

A tiger roar shook the world!

With Zheng Zuo's punch blasting out, the terrifying fist wind rolled up the monstrous waves.

"I have some skills!" Lu Fan was slightly surprised.

The master of a small second-rate sect is unexpectedly comparable to a first-class sect in strength.

Hidden deep enough!

But, so what!

Lu Fan waved his delicate fist, and he couldn't see the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, so he let out his breath so plainly.

Compared to the strength and strength of the physical body, he has not been afraid of anyone!

"Bang!"

Two forces collide suddenly!

The powerful force went on a rampage, and all the decorations in the banquet hall were shattered to pieces, and all the window glass exploded.

Zheng Zuo's face suddenly condensed, and his blood was tumbling!

His face was full of disbelief.

This kid's simple punch actually made him feel a little shocked.

Horror from the heart!

"Click!"

The bones on the right arm seem to be broken inch by inch.

Zheng Zuo's body retreated a full ten steps, and the white bones of his right arm were completely revealed, and blood continued to drip down!

With the power of one punch, he was completely defeated!

What a powerful force!

What terrifying strength!

Who would have thought that he, as the sect leader of the backing mountain, would have no power to fight back against a mediocre kid?

Severe pain spread, and Zheng Zuo's face was full of horror!

"Lu Fan, you are Lu Fan!"

Zheng Zuo screamed in horror.

At this moment, he dared to be 100% sure.

At such an age, he is stronger than him, and only Lu Fan's pervert can do it.

This evil star actually came to the backing mountain sect.

All the disciples of the Backing Mountain Sect suddenly looked frightened.

Pale face!

Although they usually do whatever they want, they are still afraid of Lu Fan, who kills people and destroys the sect at every turn.

"As I said, from today onwards, the Backing Sect no longer exists. Lu Fan said lightly.

The voice was calm, as if telling a trivial matter.

"We can surrender to you. Zheng Zuo gritted his teeth and said.

A strong man like Lu Fan is not ashamed to surrender to him, on the contrary, if other small sects know about it, they will be envious.

However, Lu Fan's words made him fall into the abyss:

"I don't take garbage, your best place is to die!"

"Good, good!"

When Zheng Zuo heard this, his face showed a crazy look, he was a sect master who was subdued and surrendered, and he was even scolded as garbage, and roared angrily: "All those above the Grandmaster Realm will be killed by me!"

His eyes were red, if he couldn't kill Lu Fan, he would be the one who died.

Lu Fan is too terrifying, only if everyone joins forces to suppress him first, otherwise let him move, there are so many people present, I'm afraid it won't be enough for him to kill alone.

Yuan Chi and another God Realm elder also had a fierce look on their faces.

Although Lu Fan is notorious, he has never seen it, and he will always have a trace of luck.

The disciples and deacons of the Grandmaster Realm of the Backing Mountain Sect also knew that the sect was at the moment of life and death, so they gritted their teeth and rushed in.

I saw that Zheng Zuo's voice fell, and the sword qi, fist strength, flames, poisonous mist, magic beads, and charms in the sky rushed towards Lu Fan. More than twenty powerhouses above the Grandmaster Realm joined forces to release magical powers, and such a power was simply earth-shattering, just like a cannon cluster bombardment, instantly covering a radius of more than ten meters with Lu Fan as the center.

So many attacks are enough to level a small hill, not to mention the Divine Power Realm, even a tank there will be blown to pieces.

Ruan Lan sneered outside:

"Hehe, I thought Lu Fan was very capable, but it turned out that he was just a stunned young man. With so many people joining forces, the end will inevitably be shattered......"

However, before she finished speaking, she saw two dazzling pillars of light, one white and one yellow, rushing out from the top of Lu Fan's head, turning into two hideous dragons in an instant, hovering around Lu Fan's body, protecting him to death. Two hideous dragon heads roared overhead.

"Boom!

The space exploded, countless energies stirred, and the roof of this five-meter-high single-story building exploded directly, shattering into powder.

The thunder dragon and the fire dragon roared, such a dense attack, even the two of them could not withstand it, trembling violently, on the verge of shattering, but they did not really break.

"How is that possible?"

The eyes of many disciples and elders of the Backing Mountain Sect were about to pop out.

Strong!

It's too strong!

They gathered the strength of an entire sect, but they were resisted by Lu Fan.

One person against one case!

Terrifying!