"Don't."

Wang Xianzhi let out a desperate howl, but this could not stop Wang Xianzhi's fate at all, and the dantian qi sea was directly shattered, and his strength was lost from his body.

"Wang Xianzhi, you have tried your best to break through the realm of Venerable, and today I will abolish all your strength."

Zhang Fan's cold voice sounded in Wang Xianzhi's ears.

Wang Xianzhi's face was full of despair, and the whole person was only left with empty eyes, for the sake of this strength, Wang Xianzhi did whatever it took to betray the Wang family, and even betrayed the Wang family, and he did not hesitate to infamy, but now it is all over.

"Zhang Fan."

Wang Xian's eyes stared at Zhang Fan fiercely, eager to devour Zhang Fan's flesh and blood directly.

"It's painful, this is just the beginning."

Zhang Fan's face did not change in the slightest, and he was still as cold as a piece of ice.

"Wang Xianzhi, you attacked and killed Brother Chixiao, today you will pay for Brother Chixiao's life, all soldiers, all those who have received the favor of Brother Chixiao, although they are found back on Wang Xianzhi's body."

Zhang Fan's right hand condensed into a monstrous arm, grabbed Wang Xianzhi's body, and then threw Wang Xianzhi's body, threw it out directly, and fell on the city wall, the hateful eyes of the soldiers on the city wall fell on Wang Xianzhi's body, eager to eat Wang Xianzhi's flesh and blood, and drink Wang Xianzhi's blood.

"Revenge, revenge."

Next, Wang Xianzhi's miserable shouts came from the city wall, which made people shudder, and in the face of the crazy soldiers, Wang Xianzhi's fate was destined to be very miserable.

"Zhang Fan, you really me off."

Mo Tian just watched the scene of Zhang Fan's disposal of Wang Xianzhi indifferently, and then his eyes full of murderous intent fell on Zhang Fan's body.

"It just so happens that you've angered me too, so let's fight."

Zhang Fan was not afraid.

"Look for death, Zhang Fan, soon you will understand how laughing your resistance is."

Mo Tian smiled coldly, and then he no longer concealed his cultivation, and the cultivation of the peak of the three grades of Wuzun swept the audience, causing the elders and deacons of the Wang family to change color, and even the soldiers on the city wall also looked at the figure of Mo Tian in despair.

Martial arts, the later it gets, the more terrifying its skyrocketing power becomes.

The peak of the three grades of Wuzun, this level is enough to destroy the entire Linshui City and destroy all the martial artists in Linshui City.

"Die."

Demon Tian's right hand turned into a monstrous giant hand, and then swept out, slapping at Zhang Fan with a palm, this palm was like a divine palm, and the air around it was burned clean, and it couldn't stop half a minute at all.

"If you want to fight, I will fight."

"Fist of the Emperor."

The battle intent that rushed to the sky swept out of his body, turning into a long dragon, not afraid of the collision of this monstrous giant hand.

Bang.

The terrifying fluctuations swept through the sky and spread out, and the sky seemed to be dyed red, extremely terrifying.

Bang bang, bang bang.

Zhang Fan's whole person took three steps backwards in a row to stabilize his body, but there was no distress in his eyes, but his eyes flashed.

"How is it possible, although the Beidou Great Array is strong, but you Zhang Fan are just new to the Martial Emperor's seventh-rank cultivation, you can't exert such a powerful power as the Beidou Great Array."

Mo Tian's whole person looked crazy and couldn't accept the scene in front of him.

In Motian's opinion, this palm should have directly destroyed Zhang Fan, and the Beidou Great Array was directly split, but the facts in front of him poured a basin of cold water on Motian, making Motian wake up from his arrogant posture.

"Motian, if you only have this ability, don't be complacent here, otherwise I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill you."

Zhang Fan let out a long roar and said.

"Haha, haha."

The soldiers on the city wall were all smiling happily, and everyone seemed very excited.

That's what Zhang Fan wants, if the soldiers don't even have morale, then they have already lost half of them.

"Hmph, Zhang Fan, do you really think I can't kill you? I'm telling you, I only used fifty percent of my strength in that blow just now, and now I'm going to kill you with all my might. ”

"Coincidentally, I didn't go all out of that punch just now."

Zhang Fan continued.

"Looking for death, I will let you see the three thousand demon shadow palms of my Demon Sect."

Demon Sky grew annoyed, and roared with its mouth open.

His right hand slapped out continuously, palm after palm, and the palm prints in the sky covered the entire sky, forming a palm field, and then crossed the air and devoured Zhang Fan.

"What kind of martial art is this, it actually formed a domain."

Zhang Fan's eyes changed color.

Zhang Fan is deeply aware of the strength of the realm, just his attainments in the rain realm are enough to trap the powerhouse of the Zun Realm, with Zhang Fan's comprehension of the realm, the realm will become more and more powerful, and in the end, even the powerhouse of the realm will not be able to move a step within the realm, this is the horror of the realm.

"I see, it's just a pseudo-realm formed with martial arts."

Zhang Fan frowned.

Under the realm of his palm, Zhang Fan's movement was extremely difficult, and the Yuan Force flowing in his body became slow.

"Haha, let's die."

Mo Tian laughed proudly, this move of the three thousand Demon Shadow Palms of the powerful Demon Heaven has a deep understanding, with this move, Mo Tian once killed a peak powerhouse of the same level Martial Venerable three rank level.

You must know that at the level of the Venerable Realm, it is easy to defeat the opponent, but it is very difficult to kill the opponent, because the Martial Venerable is a strong man, and if you want to kill it, you must have overwhelming strength.

Therefore, it is enough to prove the horror of this trick.

"Zhang Fan, if you die under this trick, you are proud enough."

Motian smiled.

"What to do, what to do."

The faces of the soldiers on the city wall all changed, and their eyes were all locked on Zhang Fan's body, as for the elders and deacons of the Wang family, there was no difference in the slightest, since they had handed over their lives to Zhang Fan, then they naturally would not have any different intentions, they had absolute trust in Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's face did not fluctuate.

"Originally, I didn't plan to use this trick, since you want to send it to death, then I Zhang Fan will fulfill you."

Zhang Fan let out a long roar.

"Drops of rain turn into tears."

Four artistic conceptions swept out from Zhang Fan's body, the artistic conception of flames, the artistic conception of piercing stones, the artistic conception of rain and the artistic conception of broken mountain, the four artistic conceptions converged, and the sky began to drizzle, and every drop of rain seemed to have the power to penetrate the stone, sweeping a radius of several miles.

"This."

The grim smile on Mo Tian's face froze on his face, and the whole person was full of incredulity.

"What kind of trick is this, and why is my palm realm not working in the slightest under this trick."

At this moment, Mo Tian was terrified, and for the first time, his face showed a look of panic.

"Broken."

Zhang Fan took a step forward, and one of his palms slapped out, and the palm prints in the sky directly dissipated and disappeared, and the palm realm that shrouded Zhang Fan's heart also shattered.

"Zhang Fan, what kind of martial arts are you?"

Mo Tian raised his head and looked at Zhang Fan and asked.

"This is a trick I created myself, called Dripping Rain into Tears, and you are not wronged if you lose this trick."

Zhang Fan said solemnly.

(End of chapter)