Chapter 405: Kill
"Who are you, who dare to trespass on our Dragon Slaying Sword Sect's important place?"
The shouts and scolding sounded one after another, and several disciples of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect who were wearing blue robes, dressed in ancient costumes, and hanging long swords from their waists with murderous faces pulled out their long swords and aimed them at Zhao Fan, blocking the center of the road.
These ordinary disciples who were obviously not strong, Zhao Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with them at all, and said in a calm and deep voice: "Let Fang Yunqi come to see me!"
"Presumptuous, you dare to call the door master his old man's name, you are looking for death!"
Fang Yunqi is the master of this generation of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, and in the hearts of these disciples of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, it is like an immortal. Hearing Zhao Fan call his name so rudely, the anger in his heart was instantly ignited, and the long sword stabbed at him without hesitation.
A group of small shrimps, even Zhao Fan's rhythm of stepping forward could not be disturbed, his hands waved like phantoms, and two people fell down with every step, and in a short moment, none of the first batch of people who rushed over could stand.
This is the base camp of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, and the number of disciples under the sect is somewhat unexpectedly large, as Zhao Fan continues to approach the pavilions and pavilions like the imperial palace, in less than five minutes, hundreds of people have appeared one after another.
At Zhao Fan's level, the number of people no longer means much to him, he is still approaching the front unhurriedly, and people are still falling.
For these people who are not a threat, he didn't take their lives, but just made them lose the ability to entangle back then.
The numb expressions of those people working in the farmland on the side of the road finally loosened a little, and they were a little unbelievable to see that where Zhao Fan had walked, countless disciples of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect had either fainted directly, or were holding their hands and feet and screaming loudly, so many people, none of them could slow down his speed in the slightest.
"Senior Brother Luo is here, Senior Brother Luo is here!"
Kankan walked to a position less than a thousand meters away from the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, and a middle-aged man wearing a white robe who obviously looked higher than these ordinary disciples rushed over with seven people.
"Senior Brother Luo, kill him quickly, this person actually broke into the important place of our sect, and he will beat anyone when he sees him!"
"Bastard, you're dead, several senior brothers are masters of the transformation realm, see if you can continue to be arrogant!"
These ordinary disciples are really aggrieved, Zhao Fan has only said a word since he appeared, and he has no intention of communicating with them at all, he called all the way, and put down hundreds of them in a short moment.
The Dragon Slaying Sword Sect is an ancient martial arts sect, and their master is a master master, after so many years, who dares to make trouble so unscrupulously here?
"I am Luo Tianzong, the senior disciple of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, who is Your Excellency, why do you want to attack my Dragon Slaying Sword Sect so brutally?"
This Luo Tianzong is really good-looking, handsome, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, and a resolute lip line.
At this moment, he looked at Zhao Fan with coldness in his eyes, and shouted in a deep voice with a blue face.
"Let Fang Yunqi come out to see me!"
Zhao Fan didn't stop slightly until this moment, his eyes looked at the majestic complex, he didn't even glance at this person, he completely ignored him, and said the same thing as just now.
"It turns out that you are really here to find death, since you don't want to say it, then I won't ask, let me die!"
These people of the Ancient Martial Sect, no matter whether they are strong or not, have the same fiery and arrogant tempers. As a big disciple, Luo Tianzong was the most honorable person in the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect except for the sect master and elders, when did anyone dare to be so rude to him?
The angry shouts sounded like thunder, and then Luo Tianzong had already volleyed into the air, and the long sword in his hand instantly lit up countless sword lights, pouring towards Zhao Fan like mercury.
"He's dead!"
The ordinary disciples who were supporting each other and finally stood up saw Luo Tianzong, and their faces were full of happiness and excitement, and many people snorted lightly.
In the face of the sword light in the sky, Zhao Fan not only did not retreat, but took another step and walked towards the gate not far away, he was just using the exploration technique to investigate the situation, where was Luo Tianzong blocking his steps?
As he took a step, he raised his head slightly and glanced at Luo Tian in mid-air.
At a glance, Luo Tianzong, who was like a rainbow, instantly felt a huge aura pressing towards his chest like a mountain, his mind was dizzy, and his body suddenly retreated in the scream, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
After this person landed, he still retreated backwards for more than a dozen steps before he stood on his heels, with anger on his face, and shouted to the few people who pounced: "Go and inform the elders, this person is an innate strength!"
The innate and incarnate realm was like a heavenly moat, Zhao Fan didn't even use any strength, just glanced at him, and the huge spiritual coercion already made him not even have the courage to make a move.
What injured Luo Tianzong was his own strength, and the move he issued with all his strength was forcibly withdrawn, as if he had punched himself in the chest.
"What, Senior Brother Luo was defeated so easily?"
"Isn't that as powerful as the elders?"
"No wonder he dared to break into here single-handedly, it turns out that he really has some skills!"
The smiles on the faces of a group of Dragon Slaying Sword Sect disciples all froze on their faces, Luo Tianzong, who they thought was going to win, was actually defeated after only one glance, and the cold sweat on their foreheads began to drip continuously.
It wasn't until this time that they understood that Zhao Fan had already left his hand just now.
Otherwise, with his strength, it would be easy to kill these people.
"It's just innate, he's just a person, how many can he beat?"
"You can also show your majesty in front of us ordinary disciples, and when the elder makes a move, it will definitely be handy!"
Being single-handedly beaten here is a great shame for the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, and the men, women, and children in uniform continue to pour in, and the entire sect has been alarmed.
In a spacious hall deep in the sect, a group of people were gathering here with solemn expressions, and the people who were surrounded by them were the people who were rushed back after Zhao Fan abolished his cultivation.
Ten innate masters were abolished all of a sudden, plus Fang Yao and others, who were abolished by Zhao Fan before, there were already fifteen innate masters in his hands in a short period of time.
Even if the Ancient Martial Sect is dedicated to cultivation, there are too many innate masters compared to the world, but this kind of loss is already very heavy for them, and it even hurts their muscles and bones, which makes the strength of this sect drop by more than half.
"Sect Master, I was careless, thinking that he was still the strength of the Transformation Realm, so I didn't use the Dragon Slaying Sword Formation at the first time. ”
"His strength should be in the middle of the innate stage, and it seems that he has obtained some kind of strange inheritance, and the palm technique used has never been seen before, so he was caught off guard......"
The third elder who led the team was full of shame, and as soon as he said this, the closed door was pushed open by a person in a panic.
"Sect Master, the one who broke into the sect is a young man with innate strength. The disciples tried their best to stop him, but they still couldn't stop him, please take action, the elders!"
Seeing the middle-aged man with a long beard in the middle of the hall looking at him with a majestic expression, this person knelt on the ground in panic and shouted anxiously.
"Damn, damn it, he followed us all the way here!"
"Several elders, this time we must not let this evil seed live again, and directly form a formation to strangle him!"
The three elders and the others suddenly came to their senses and shouted angrily.
"Great Elder, you guys take action!"
The person sitting in the middle of the hall was Fang Yunqi, the master of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect, his expression was so calm and calm from beginning to end, his eyes looked out through the open door, and he saw Zhao Fan who had rushed to the square outside the door.
In terms of blood relationship, Fang Yunqi is Zhao Fan's uncle, and Zhao Fan's appearance is also a little similar to him.
However, this kind of look not only did not make him feel any joy, but made him deeply disgusted, when he saw Zhao Fan, his expression remained unchanged, he also frowned slightly, and waved his hand lightly to the few people sitting next to him.
"Door master, do you want to catch him? Although Zhao Tianlong expelled Zhao Kaiyang from the Zhao family back then, he is probably still very concerned about this grandson, otherwise, how can he have innate strength at a young age?"
The Great Elder with a little gray hair groaned slightly, hugged his fist at Fang Yunqi, and asked hesitantly.
"Kill!"
Fang Yunqi frowned again, and coldly spit out a word.
"Yes!"
The Great Elder didn't take any more, and with a wave of his hand, the seven masters, including him, stepped lightly and rushed out of the hall.
"Fang Yunqi, if you still want to hide, I don't mind demolishing your broken sect!"
Zhao Fan took a step, and the group of people blocking in front of him took a step back, and between advancing and retreating, they arrived in the middle of the huge square that looked like a practice ground. The tone of the shouting voice was flat, but it lingered for a long time under the echo of the surrounding courtyard walls.
"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell, you want to come, since you want to find death yourself, then it's no wonder that we are!"
Hearing the cold sound of the voice behind him, the faces of those Dragon Slaying Sword disciples who were blocking in front of Zhao Fan appeared with joy again, and they quickly made way of a passage.
Before the Great Elder and the others approached, a powerful aura had already rushed to their faces, and a gust of wind blew out of thin air in the flat bottom, rolling up bursts of dust before the roar, the killing intent in the eyes of the seven people was undisguised, and the light sword sound had already sounded the moment they approached, and the seven sword lights weaved into a sword net, enveloping Zhao Fan's entire body.
"The seven elders attacked at the same time, what is the origin of this person, and how did they make such a big battle?"
"Oh my God, is this the Dragon Slaying Sword Formation? The seven elders of innate strength use the Dragon Slaying Sword Formation?"
"This person dares to break into our Dragon Slaying Sword Sect's sect, how can he let him leave alive?
"Hehe, the seven innate masters, and they also used the Dragon Slaying Sword Array, even if this kid dies, it is worth dying!"
Those ordinary disciples, how would they know Zhao Fan's identity? At this moment, they were also shocked to see the seven masters attacking at the same time, and they also used the dragon slaying sword array. But at the same time, they are also extremely determined, in their eyes, Zhao Fan, who is still calm at the moment, is already a dead man.
Zhao Fan's feet only took a few steps before stopping.
The sneer on his face was incomparably rich.
This dragon slaying sword formation is almost tailor-made to restrain the horse's steps, and with every step, there must be a sword light waiting for him in front of him, and the move is deadly, it looks like he took the initiative to get up.