Eight Jintu black-robed people, no one expected that Zhang Fan would break the army of pseudo-demon blood in such a short period of time and rush towards the big array.

When they found out that Zhang Fan was about to arrive at the blood-colored array, a power that shook the heavens and the earth spread around him, and his complexion changed greatly.

"Zhang Fan!!You dare to ruin our big things again!"

"Stop him quickly! We must not let him ruin our plans again!"

Just as the black-robed people of Jintu were scrambling to make their own abilities, they tried their best to send troops to stop Zhang Fan from advancing before they arrived, but they were still unable to match Zhang Fan's speed.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan came to the center of the formation, and saw a stone statue of a giant with a blue face and fangs.

The giant stone statue was mighty and hideous, and at the same time as he stepped into the center of the formation, it was immediately activated, and he smashed two big swords straight at Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, did not retreat, but advanced, resisted the pressure of the big sword, and smashed the stone statue with a punch.

Boom! The stone statue fell into the dust, and something in the inner core flew out quickly, about to fall into the center of the formation.

Seeing the blood tide flooding, Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, and he fixed the thing in mid-air with a thought, and with a wave of his hand, it naturally fell into his palm.

"It's ...... Heh, what kind of amazing formation am I, but I'm just pretending to be a ghost and carving insects!"

With a rub of his hand, the core of the large array was destroyed, and the entire Eight Absolute Ghost Array immediately burst into shock.

After the explosion of the earth, Zhulu Mountain fell into a state of collapse overwhelmed.

is a good hidden spiritual land, just turned into nothingness, and I saw that Nanmen Yuanhuo wanted to drip blood in his heart.

But now seeing that the big war is about to break out, and the gods are fighting, his pawn doesn't dare to say anything at all.

Even seeing that Zhang Fan alone could be as imposing as a rainbow, and not fall behind against the eight Jintu black-robed people, his eyes flickered, and he was already planning to flee directly.

Looking at the overall situation, Zhang Fan has not forgotten who is the initiator of this Hongmen banquet.

As the sect master of the Lion Tiger Gate, if Nanmen Yuanhuo remembered the lessons of the Flowing Shadow Sect and the Chiba Gate, and clamped his tail early to be a man, how could he be here today?

Thinking about the fact that the cultivation realm had lost a lot of combat power against the Apocalypse and the Demon Realm, Zhang Fan sneered, and appeared in front of Nanmen Yuanhuo in a flash of thought.

Nanmen Yuanhuo was taken aback.

At the same moment, eight Jintu black-robed talents rushed to Zhang Fan's original location, and they were shaken, watching the people disappear, almost making their noses crooked.

When they turned around, they found Zhang Fan standing in front of Nanmen Yuanhuo, who was unwilling to take out all his family resources and wanted to resist to the death.

Zhang Fan noticed that Nanmen Yuanhuo was tightly held in his hand, and he was not sure whether to throw out the gossip detachment array, and he couldn't help but smile mockingly.

Thinking back to the resentful eyes of Liu Zhi, the sect master of the Chiba Sect, who was dying, the cold front in Zhang Fan's eyes gradually sharpened.

"Don't you feel hot with the treasure of the person you used as a scapegoat?"

"Well, I'll be a good person and let you get the retribution you deserve. ”

When the words fell, Zhang Fan beat the soul whip and released it, releasing a complete soul between the two.

As soon as Nanmen Yuanhuo saw the face of this soul, his face turned pale in an instant, and he felt a kind of guilt that he had done something wrong.

"Liu, Liu Zhi, how can his soul be in your hands!!"

"Don't you really want my baby, why don't you even know that I have the treasure of Kongtong Gate in my hand, and you don't know that I have a soul whip?"

Zhang Fan sneered, and without saying a word, he smashed the dantian of the South Gate Yuanhuo with one palm, blocking his meridians and making him fall to the ground in embarrassment.

Next, hand over the person to Liu Zhi, who only has his soul left.

Nanmen Yuanhuo struggled and rolled on the ground like a worm, looking at Liu Zhi in a state of soul in horror, his face distorted and resentful pounced on him.

"Nanmen Yuanhuo, I died so miserably! And this is all killed by you!"

"In vain, I treat you as a friend, and after careful consideration, I still risked the dedication of offending a strong enemy, and led the people of Chiba Gate to come to Shihumen to help you, and this is how you repay me!?"

"Give me and the lives of the innocent disciples who died tragically in the Chiba Gate!!"

A terrible roar exploded in Nanmen Yuanhuo's brain.

Nanmen Yuanhuo is no better than ordinary people now, and he was immediately yelled at the ground and bleeding, and he rolled on the ground with his head in pain.

This is not over, how can the mental torture alone be worth the lives of the people of the Chiba Gate and the cultivators of all parties who came to the Treasure Hunting Conference?

Liu Zhi was full of resentment, and he couldn't spare the culprit of Nanmen Yuanhuo.

When Zhang Fan turned around and concentrated on dealing with the black-robed man of Jintu, he heard the terrible screams coming from behind him one after another.

As the voice became weaker and weaker, the life flame of the South Gate Yuan Huo was gradually extinguished, and it was tortured to the point that it was no longer silent, and the remnant souls that were free from the body were swallowed by the murderous Liu Zhi in one bite.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang Fan, for giving me the opportunity to take revenge!"

"In the next life, if I have the opportunity, I will keep my eyes open and never believe in traitors again. ”

"Today's grace, I hope to repay it in the future!"

Liu Zhi's revenge was avenged, and he bowed to Zhang Fan's back, and his figure gradually dissipated, reincarnated.

Zhang Fan sighed, I don't know when he became soft-hearted, he would be nosy, and he had a compassionate thought.

But now, the top priority is to deal with the eight black-robed people who went crazy.

"Zhang Fan, you dare! You actually sabotaged our plan again!

"There's too much nonsense, it's better to go together, I'll go home for dinner after the fight early. ”

Zhang Fan's faint words fell, completely like ignition, and all eight explosive barrels were ignited.

"I want you dead!"

"Kill!!"

What a spectacular sight is it for eight powers with the least strength in the late stage of the merger to shoot together?

Devouring the sky and devouring the earth, chasing the deer mountain for thousands of miles, the fertile spiritual soil was all turned into scorched ashes, stained with demonic energy.

When Zhang Fan threw out the Qiankun Mountains and Rivers Diagram to envelop their battle, the Heaven and Earth Tribulation would not fall, like a sharp blade hanging above everyone's heads.

It's a must!

This thought rose from the hearts of the nine people at the same time, and they became more and more fierce.

But Zhang Fan is a veteran who survived the Demon Punishment War after all, and he has rich combat experience, and these eight high-level leaders of the Apocalypse have ghosts in their hearts, and they have scruples and are unwilling to go all out, so they are easily defeated by Zhang Fan one by one.

"It's not good, get out of here!"

At this time, the face of the black-robed man in the half-step out-of-body golden figure changed, and he first made a sound to let everyone retreat, but in the last second, he himself quickly turned into light and flashed away.

The others were half a beat slowly, and before they could keep up with his movements, Zhang Fan was the first to notice the signs, and several Ascending Dragon Breaking Evil Swords slashed together, nailing them to the ground.

Indifferently watching these seven Jintu black-robed people being abandoned by their accomplices, and being jointly purified by the Heaven Destroying Sword Demon Banner to purify the demonic qi, Zhang Fan sighed and withdrew his gaze into the distance.

"It's a pity that I accidentally let one go. ”

"It's okay to come to Japan for a long time, as long as the little insects hiding in the shadows still dare to come up, I don't believe that I can't find a chance to pinch to death. ”