When Meng Fan participated in the recruitment of the outer sect of the Nanwu Sect, the Heavenly Dao palm print accidentally sensed a little doorway, and when it was condensed, it almost drained the power of Meng Fan's immortal realm cultivation, diffusing the blazing heat, emitting a roaring sound, and blasted down towards the gigantic leader!

The fierce and powerful leader, looking up at the huge palm shadow, his sharp and fierce eyes showed a rare look of horror, under the shroud of that palm shadow, he had a thick life and death crisis in his heart, and he also found that he had nowhere to hide, only to shake hard!

The Dharma Body Double Cultivator in front of him was terrifying!

The leader took a deep breath, summoned all his strength, and swung his fists to smash at the Heavenly Dao palm print!

With a loud rumbling sound, the violent air currents rolled in all directions, and the trees fell into the distance in unison, and the dirt and turf flew up at the same time, crackling and splashing into the distance, and the air was filled with a smell of gunsmoke, which was very tragic, and the huge figure of the leader disappeared in an instant, without a trace!

"What's wrong with the chief?

"But how is that possible!"

"Isn't the leader King Kong not bad?"

The villagers all looked at the place where the Heavenly Dao Palm fell, their faces were full of horror, and the paper soldiers took advantage of the situation to cut down several villagers.

The effects of the spell on the environment slowly dissipate.

Meng Fan stared at the past, and saw that on the ground where the leader was standing, there was a huge palm print, and the fingers were distinct, as if they had been deliberately carved on the ground, and the entire palm print was about a meter deep.

The leader was in a large shape, lying in the center of the palm print, the black blood vessels on the surface of the body were all bursting, the black blood was stained all over the body, and the head was weakly tilted to one side.

Meng Fan walked over slowly, squatted beside the leader, saw that the leader was still panting, shook his head slightly, and muttered: "The Heavenly Dao Palm is still too far from perfect, and now it is just beginning to take shape, its artistic conception and power cannot meet expectations at all, this is still in the case of detonating dead air...... And the consumption of cultivation is too much, full of shortcomings. ”

"Ahem!"

Listening to Meng Fan talking to himself, the leader, who was almost killed by the Heavenly Dao Palm, coughed up a mouthful of pus and blood in his heart, and there were still a few broken teeth and fragments of internal organs, which were extremely miserable.

If he still had the energy, he would definitely scold Meng Fan.

Are you still full of shortcomings in this palm?

Still the mood and power do not meet expectations?

Do you still want to blast him into a puddle of rotten flesh when he cultivates his physique?

"This fellow Daoist ......" the leader spoke with difficulty, his tone full of discussion, "I still have a lot of good things in my house, and there are more than a dozen young ladies with good figures, how about you take them all away and stay for the next life?"

Meng Fan shook his head slightly.

These are the reasons why the leader had to die.

The leader smiled miserably: "This battle is very painful, grandpa doesn't ask you anymore, let's do it!"

Meng Fan nodded, and after thinking for a while, he took out the Imperial Whip, snapped it, wrapped up the leader's body, and shouted, "Collect the soul!"

A sneer rang out over the leader, and black smoke erupted.

In an instant, the leader's eyes dimmed, and his heaving chest froze.

And there is a thick soul shadow in the Imperial God Whip, Meng Fan holds the whip, and even senses that the weight of the whip has increased, it is really a good soul!

I don't know what kind of fierce combat power the paper soldier has after sealing it up?

"It's really a pleasure to fight with you, and it's also a lot of gain for me. Meng Fan put away the Imperial Whip and sacrificed a blazing flame that shrouded the leader's body, "As a thank you, I won't let you die in the wilderness and send your body to dust." ”

The flames were fierce, and the huge body of the leader slowly turned into ashes and dissipated in the night wind.

Meng Fan stood up and walked towards the paper soldiers.

"No more fighting!"

"Surrender!"

"Don't surrender, the other party won't stay alive, continue to kill!"

Seeing that the general trend had gone, the more than a dozen villagers who were still surviving had long lost any will to fight, and they wanted to abandon their weapons and surrender, but they saw that Meng Fan was extremely decisive in killing and had no negotiability, so after a few short exchanges, they dispelled the idea of surrender and continued to fight with the paper soldiers.

Meng Fan sat cross-legged not far away, swallowed a handful of pills, and resumed the cultivation consumed by the Heavenly Dao Palm.

When the scorching sun showed a trace of silhouette in the east, five paper soldiers stood in front of Meng Fan, clasping their fists and saluting, as if waiting for Meng Fan to review the results of the battle, and all the villagers who lived by looting and plundering were all killed in battle.

A paper soldier was destroyed in battle.

"Huh?"

Just as Meng Fan was about to put away the five paper soldiers, the damaged paper soldier slowly crawled towards him, still holding his own head that had been cut off by the villagers, as if to tell Meng Fan that it could be rescued again.

This made Meng Fan very surprised, and after thinking about it, he said to the soldier who destroyed the paper man: "When I sealed you, you absorbed my attribute true qi, including the wood attribute true qi, can't you save yourself?"

The paper soldier stopped moving, thinking that he was thinking, and then sat up, holding his head in both hands and resting it on his broken neck, and after a while, a green qi diffused out, and a clicking sound sounded on his neck.

Meng Fan looked through it, the bamboo knot around his neck was growing, and nodded with satisfaction.

Soon, the damaged paper man was intact and stood up and bowed to Meng Fan.

Yue Laoqi and several other paper soldiers witnessed this process, and they were a little excited to exchange with their hands, and then Meng Fan put it away.

"The combat power of the paper soldiers is extremely impressive, and it is almost immortal, and it must continue to expand in the future!"

In a big battle, although he was tired and a little painful, Meng Fan was in good spirits, this battle tested and honed his various methods in almost all aspects, and the gains were great, which was not possible in the Nanwu faction.

Also, he also received an immortal soul.

Meng Fan looked in the direction of the stockade again, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his body swept over.

This night, the wealth of the entire village will be his, including those robbed by Jin Lian'er!

In the village, there were more than a dozen young girls locked up in a damp and dim wooden house, huddled together with dejected expressions, and three or four girls wrapped their faces in black cloths, and the old woman who helped Jin Lian'er wash her body once said that several disobedient girls had angered the leader and were skinned......

Bang Dang!

The door of the hut was pushed down, and a long figure stood in the doorway.

The girls focused their eyes on the past, and when they saw that it was a fresh face and a scar on their faces, they thought that there were new bandits who had joined the gang and were about to toss them again, and their weak bodies trembled.

As soon as a newcomer joins the group, the leader will let the newcomer choose one of them and enjoy it as much as he wants!

But to their surprise, the man stood there and whispered, "I have killed all the people in the stockade, you can go home." ”

Just one sentence.

All of a sudden, the women burst into tears......

And Meng Fan will soon learn the true purpose of Jin Lian'er's trip.

PS: Today, the three watches will be sent together, no need to wait. I wish you happy reading, Qingchen continues to code words, prepare for the last day of the month, everyone leaves the ticket and leaves, ha.

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