Lu Fan's ruthlessness stunned many people on the spot.

Elder Yao himself was a powerhouse of the Half-Step Divine Ability Realm, and he was also an elder of the Eight Extremes Sect, and his face did not change when he was killed.

Is this still a young man?

In the face of the elders of the first-class sects, even the powerhouses of the Divine Power Realm have to weigh it, right?

But he had no scruples.

I can't help but chill people's hearts.

Lu Fan turned around, glanced at an old man below, and said flatly: "He wants to kill me, why not if I kill him now." ”

Although, from the old man's body, he felt the surging spiritual power like a volcano, and judged that this should be a Divine Ability Realm powerhouse, but he was not afraid.

He has his own principles and will not change for the sake of something powerful.

"This is my Thorn Sect, and I can't escape the blame for his death here. ”

"The Eight Extremes Sect is powerful, so I have to give them an explanation. Meng Zhangmen said helplessly.

Although this is a fair challenge, and whoever dies in battle cannot complain about others, but in the end, people are killed in his thorn faction. And the anger of the Eight Extremes Sect is not something that his Thorn Sect can bear.

"You're going to kill me!"

Lu Fan's words gradually turned cold.

All the martial artists around them held their breath, the Divine Power Realm was going to make a move, it wasn't for them to chew on the root of their tongues.

"You are a genius who has not been born for a hundred years, and I will not kill you. Master Meng shook his head and continued:

"But I have to give face to the Eight Extremes Sect, as long as you can take one blow from me and not die, this matter will be revealed. ”

"This ......"

Everyone was stunned, and received a blow from the Divine Realm, is there still a way to live?

They couldn't help but look at Lu Fan with pity.

"Master Meng, Lu Fan is a person from my Medicine King Valley, is it too much for you to do this. Before Lu Fan could speak, Qi Yahui took the lead.

Lu Fan is the person she cares about in her heart, and she can't look at Lu Fan as dangerous.

"He must take this blow, Medicine King Valley, the old man still doesn't take it to heart. Master Meng said disdainfully.

As a Divine Realm martial artist, strictly speaking, he has already left the realm of mortals, if it weren't for the sect, how could he care about external threats.

"You ......"

"Yahui doesn't need to say anything, I agreed. Lu Fan said calmly.

It's just a blow from the Divine Power Realm, it's not a big deal, even if he is defeated, he also has the means to save his life.

"Okay, Xiaoyou is really a cheerful person, after this blow, my Thorn Sect will not be embarrassed by the medicine Wang Gu everyone. Master Meng said approvingly.

He couldn't help but glance at Lu Fangao, "If this son can grow up, he will definitely be a figure in the ancient martial arts world in the future." ”

After Master Meng finished speaking, he stepped into the arena in one step, as if shrinking into a ruler.

At this moment, his green shirt is windless and automatic, and he is more ethereal than the head of the curved road, as if he does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"I have a sword from the east!"

Master Meng stretched out his hand and slashed into the void in front of him, and suddenly countless white silk threads converged from all directions, condensing a seven-foot long sword in the void in front of him.

"Buzz!"

The moment the long sword appeared, the void seemed to be about to be severed, and there were bursts of wails, and the fierce pressure made the void tremble.

With a whistling wind, a curtain of aura light was dragged out from behind and slashed towards Lu Fan.

"This is the means of the Divine Realm. ”

The crowd's eyes widened, their breath was short, and they didn't want to miss every detail.

"No matter how strong you are, you are no match for the head of my Thorn Sect. Meng Yifei said proudly.

"Sure enough, the internal force in the supernatural person's body has returned to its original nature and turned into aura. ”

And the attack he sent out was completely turned into a physical object, and there was a hint of spirituality, faintly locking him. It was several times stronger than Elder Yao of the Eight Extremes Sect. A trace of solemnity flashed on Lu Fan's face.

Don't dare to slack off, immediately mobilize the strength in your body, and roar:

"Dragon wrestler, eighth potential. ”

"Old Panling!"

"Roar!

The left and right hands swiped at the same time, and suddenly a thunder dragon and a fire dragon appeared, and Lu Fan's eyes shot out two white lights, which were injected into the body of the double dragon, and they were endowed with soul power, and they all let out an earth-shattering roar.

After Shuanglong roared, he entrenched himself around Lu Fan and protected him impenetrable.

This style is a defensive style, and he mobilizes three kinds of energy, which are fire, thunder, and spiritual power. In the face of the blow of the Divine Power Realm, he didn't dare to spare his hand.

"You can also mobilize thunder and lightning!"

Everyone's pupils contracted, how many hole cards does this Lu Fan have?

"Boom!"

With a loud sound of shaking the mountains, the long sword slashed at the thunder dragon first, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling thunder light, and the void electric snake danced wildly, a scene of annihilation.

The two forces kept colliding, and in the end, the spiritual power longsword consumed one-third of its strength, and finally broke through the defense of the thunder dragon, but it was also greeted by the fire dragon.

The fire dragon did not sit still, and opened its mouth to be a fireball, making the long sword stagnate slightly.

But it was only a pause, and then he slashed and slashed at the head of the fire dragon.

"Boom!"

The flames in the sky burst out, and the void was burned and distorted, completely blocking everyone's view, and the field was in chaos.

A moment later.

When the flames receded, there was a single figure left in the field, and the clothes were flying, like a hero returning.

"Goo-dong!"

"Blocked!"

"Not dead!"

The crowd cheered unconsciously, as if they had done it themselves.

"Master!" Kurohime clenched his fists.

"I knew you could stop it!" Qi Yahui cried with joy.

"So handsome!" Meng Ziqi's eyes were full of stars.

"Is this your real strength?" Han Ziming, the most outstanding genius in the field, clenched his fists, but put them down weakly.

Such an immortal figure, even if he uses it for a lifetime, cannot match it.

Lu Fan blocked the blow of the Divine Realm and represented that he had the strength to resist the martial artists of the Divine Realm Realm. You must know that he is only in his early twenties this year, which is enough to be proud of the entire younger generation.

It is estimated that when the news here spreads, the ancient martial arts world will definitely set off a big wave.

"Xiaoyou, you are worthy of being the dragon among people, let the old man be ashamed!" said Master Meng with a smile.

Such a character, even the most outstanding genius disciple of the Thorn Sect, Meng Yifei, is too inferior, if he can make friends, it will also be of great benefit to the Thorn Sect in the future.

His previous blow was not intended to be hostile to Lu Fan, but to show an attitude to the martial artists present, 'He didn't shield Lu Fan, he just couldn't do anything.' ’

Lu Fan saw the old man's thoughts, and he didn't blame him, the people were also thinking about the interests of the Thorn Sect, and there was nothing wrong with what they did.

Moreover, the old man's final blow seemed to be extremely powerful, and when Lu Fan was about to put on the dragon spirit armor, he didn't expect that the attack had been secretly withdrawn by the old man.

"It's okay, I'll handle the affairs of the Eight Extremes Sect. Lu Fan said lightly.

With the defense of the Dragon Spirit Battle Armor, even if a person from the Divine Power Realm came, he had the confidence to fight with it.

"Let's go and talk in another place. Master Meng sent an invitation to Lu Fan.

Such a peerless genius is enough for him to be treated as a peer.

"Okay, I'll go kill someone first and then talk. A cold glint flashed in Lu Fan's eyes.