Chapter 82: Wu Zunxian
"Your Excellency broke into my mountain gate, what a big boldness!"
"Quick report on the name. ”
"Worship my mountain gate, you can avoid the sin of trespassing. ”
It was a group of arrogant people, Mu Fan let out a sneer, "It's ridiculous!"
Since you choose to be tough, no matter how much you say, it's nonsense.
Mu Fan sacrificed the True Martial Immortal Sword, injecting a trace of Origin True Qi, and the Immortal Sword suddenly glowed with a dazzling blade light.
A fierce momentum slowly rises, as if to show the world its unique and incomparable sharpness.
"Go! Break me!"
Under Mu Fan's command, the fairy sword flew like a meteor towards the mountain protection array of the Ten Thousand Cup Gate.
"Poof!"
When the fairy sword reached a node, it suddenly stopped, and an enchantment like a soap bubble blocked its progress.
"With this kind of strength, you still want to break my mountain protection array, and you are a fool!"
"Even if it is a high-level martial venerable, I can't help the mountain protection array, otherwise, my Wancupmen would have been eradicated by those who claim to be decent martial arts. ”
"Panicked children, I don't know how thick the sky is. ”
Seeing that Mu Fan's offensive was blocked, everyone in Wancupmen ridiculed one after another.
"Humph!"
Mu Fan snorted coldly, and another volley of Origin True Qi entered the True Martial Immortal Sword.
The fairy sword gained new power, and immediately pierced into the mountain protection array of the Ten Thousand Cup Gate as if it were supercharged, and the bubble-like enchantment instantly revealed crack-like lines.
This is limited by Mu Fan's strength, and the power of the True Martial Immortal Sword is less than one percent, even so, it is enough.
With the blessing of the immortal sword attack, Mu Fan did not hesitate at all, and his body suddenly exploded.
"The wind is thundering, broken!"
One after another, the attacks containing extreme anger slammed into the cracked barrier, and under the blow of the power, the barrier shattered.
The mountain protection array that Wancupmen relied on for survival was broken!
"What?
"Express Elders' Pavilion!"
"Ten Thousand Cupmen, in danger!"
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Under the blow of Mu Fan's immortal sword, the mountain protection array of Wanzhumen shattered inch by inch, and the Yin Evil Soul Spirit, which was forcibly sealed as a formation soul in the array, was suddenly liberated.
They are full of gloom, and their souls don't know how long they have been trapped, and they have long become existences full of negative energy.
The disciples who were slightly weaker in the Ten Thousand Cup Sect let out inexplicable screams one by one, and instantly fell to the ground and tossed, with strange and painful expressions.
Mu Fan knew that it was the Yin Evil Soul forcibly taking away, and that kind of pain was caused by the competition between the soul and the soul of the person who was taken away.
The strong spirits are strong and weak, the strong ones take local materials and carry out acts of snatching on the spot, while the weak ones flee in all directions, trying in vain to get out of this place of right and wrong.
"Panic child, bad my mountain protection array, I am ten thousand cups, and I am incompatible with you!"
Mu Fan crossed the martial arts platform and landed in front of the inner gate hall of the Wancupmen, and the people of the Wancupmen were already waiting for them.
The first person seemed to be the master of the sect, but his strength was no more than the realm of a martial arts grandmaster, and there were five old men in wheelchairs behind him, all of whom appeared in front of him.
Wuzun!
It is actually the existence of the Wuzun realm.
This Ten Thousand Cup Sect, such a strong strength, there are actually five Martial Dao Venerables!
This kind of strength, placed in the Huaguo martial arts world, is definitely a first-class existence.
However, it is a pity that the five Martial Venerables who are seated, or, they can't be called Martial Venerables anymore, it is more appropriate to call them waste wood.
The five of them are the existence of the dethroned being.
Both legs were crippled, and the situation in the sea of qi, Mu Fan could see at a glance that although they were still in the realm of Venerables, the sea of qi was damaged, and they could only barely maintain the position of Martial Venerable.
If you want to give full play to the strength of His Holiness, I'm afraid you won't be able to do one-tenth of it.
The Yin Yang Witch Array was destroyed, and the door of ten thousand cups was opened.
The only hope now is that the Wanzhu Gate, under the leadership of the master of the sect and the five desolate venerables, can sacrifice his life and kill Mu Fan.
However, they are dreaming.
Not to mention that Mu Fan's strength could have despised the existence of Wuzun, and now that he has the fairy sword in his hand, who can beat the edge of such a divine weapon?
The five Waste Venerable Elders joined forces, but they couldn't block Mu Fan's sword.
The third time he showed the True Martial Immortal Sword, if he didn't drink blood, it would protest.
Instant eternity!
No one could see clearly how Mu Fan came out of the sword, and when they reacted, an extremely fine blood mark appeared on their necks.
The people of Wanjiamen were stunned.
That inheritance-level cuper, I'm afraid he didn't expect it to die, it was just a revenge incident, but it caused such a big enemy for the entire sect.
The cup technique is useless for an existence of Mu Fan's level, because the strength is not enough, and the ten thousand cups are at the end of the road.
"If you want to destroy my sect, then step over my corpse!
The five elders were already on the verge of death, but as the existence of Martial Venerable, even if it was abolished, it would still be Martial Venerable.
The terrifying aura was brewing, Mu Fan was shocked, they were going to blow themselves up!
The powerhouse of the Wuzun Realm will self-detonate with the qi in the dantian, and once he is cornered, he will choose to self-destruct.
This is the dignity that belongs to His Holiness.
His Holiness is like a dragon, and he must not be humiliated!
Therefore, they would rather die, and they will only choose to cut themselves off, rather than give others a chance, or fake the hands of others.
My life is up to me!
The self-detonation of the five martial artists, because the energy is too huge, is no less powerful than a small missile, I am afraid that the inner door of the Ten Thousand Cup Gate is gone.