Chapter Seventy-Three: Murder and Silence
When Liu Fan's cultivation was promoted to the eightfold psychic level, they were already vigilant against Liu Fan to the limit.
As long as Liu Fan made a slight move, he immediately dodged, and at this moment, they were like two people who could be said to be just now.
"Withdraw!" Seeing Liu Fan disappear in an instant, Wang Yang directly transmitted to the two people beside him, and his figure retreated directly in different directions.
Just kidding, what kind of cultivation do they have, Wang Yang is only a fifth-fold psychic realm, and the two people on his side are fourfold.
Facing a powerhouse in the eightfold realm, it's not enough to have a large number.
Cultivation has reached the level of psychic, and every time he steps out of a realm, the power he controls is not the same.
At this moment, Liu Fan, if he faced it again, all the disciples of the Creation Sect except for Long Zhen who were here almost lost their lives in a move just now.
And at this moment, Liu Fan can destroy all these people in one move, this is the gap between cultivation, which cannot be described as quantity.
The figures of the three of them instantly appeared a few feet away, and their faces were extremely ugly.
However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, their pupils shrank slightly.
Because at this moment, they saw that Liu Fan actually turned into three white shadows at this time, and instantly attacked the three of them.
"You're too weak!" Only a cold sound could be heard in the air.
"Bang bang bang! ~" Then there were three muffled crashing sounds in an instant.
"Ah......h
Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, three vague phantoms were seen flying backwards like cannonballs, several times faster than just now.
"Bang Bang ......"
"Click! Click! ”
"Boom!"
A series of sounds sounded one after another, and the places around that had been broken in an instant were directly razed to the ground.
The three of them smashed into it hard, motionless.
"Silence" is an instantaneous death-like silence.
Looking at the scene that happened in an instant, the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
The eightfold cultivation of the Psychic Mirror directly subverted their cognition.
Two psychic mirrors are fourfold, one is fivefold, and there is no next even one face.
"Can anyone tell me it's not true." One of them stammered a little.
However, what answered him was a dead silence.
Long Zhen, who was originally watching with a cold face, also shrank his pupils slightly.
"It's very strong, my body can't be estimated to collapse directly in two moves!" Long Zhen thought in his heart.
"The secret technique is very powerful, this kid has a deep secret......" Long Zhen thought.
"Third Elder of the Wang Family, you are weak!" Liu Fan laughed loudly and directly broke the silence.
One by one looked at Liu Fan at this moment with complicated expressions, they didn't know what to say.
From now on, whether it is the Qingshui Kingdom or the Tenglong Empire, his Liu Fan's name will resound in both countries.
A boy who was only fourteen years old could burst out with such combat power and defeat three psychic realm powerhouses in one move, which had not appeared in the northwest for hundreds of years.
"Dragon Gate Master, it's your turn."
Liu Fan didn't care about other people's discussions, and looked at Long Zhen not far away.
Long Zhen saw Liu Fan looking at him, his face was extremely gloomy.
However, what kind of mind is it to be able to sit on the master of one door.
"Haha! Liu Fan Xiaoyou, right, we don't know each other today, we all misunderstood before, Xiaoyou is really a hero out of a teenager, I have made up my mind with you, a little friend! Long Zhen smiled heartily.
looked at Long Zhen one by one, as if he had sworn not to give up with Liu Fan if he didn't kill each other before, as if he had known Liu Fan for many years.
Everyone was speechless, revealing a look of disdain.
"Haha!" Seeing Long Zhen like this, Liu Fan couldn't help but look up and laugh.
"How do you pay it, how about you be my little brother?" Liu Fan looked at Long Zhen with a harmless expression.
Long Zhen, who was originally smiling, couldn't laugh directly, like a rooster choking his neck.
"You ......"
"What's wrong with me?" Liu Fan looked puzzled.
Looking at Liu Fan's harmless appearance, those onlookers showed slander one by one, and his heart was really a harmless guy.
At this moment, the body is controlled by the wilderness, and the mouth is controlled by Liu Fan, Liu Fan is going to be disgusted with this dragon shock at this moment.
You didn't rely on your own cultivation to become a high number of people just now, so at this moment, you are also relying on your cultivation to become high.
"Don't you want to, what you just said is?" Liu Fan's original face was harmless, and he gradually became gloomy.
"Good, good, good" Long Zhen said three good in succession.
But his face was unusually ugly, and anyone could see that Long Zhen was extremely angry at this time.
"Dragon Gate Master, you don't want to think about yourself but also for these disciples of yours." Liu Fan's gaze drifted to the disciples of the Creation Sect not far away.
These disciples of the Creation Sect were looked at by Liu Fan, and they suddenly hit a spirit one by one, and instantly lowered their heads, panicked in their hearts.
Liu Fan's naked threat is obvious.
"Don't you forget, the young master of your family, your son is also here?" Liu Fan's words can be described as ruthless.
In fact, Liu Fan didn't want to do this, after all, their Liu family was not too far from here, and if he had the strength at the moment, he wanted to destroy the other party to prevent future troubles.
Since you have already offended, there is no need to show weakness, you have to give the other party a long memory.
Let the master of a sect be the junior brother, this is an insult, it will become a joke in the future, a magic obstacle on his cultivation path, as long as Long Zhen agrees, it must be difficult to improve his cultivation in the future.
But if you don't agree, your son and your disciples will all die, and it doesn't matter if you are separated.
"Son?"
"When my son is dead, I can have a new life." Long Zhen looked at Liu Fan with a cruel smile and said.
Indeed, for a warrior with a long life, what is the death of a son, as long as he does not die, then the bloodline will not be broken.
"That's a good point." Liu Fan laughed.
"Then you don't want your disciple either?" Liu Fan sneered.
The son can not be wanted, the disciple cannot be ignored, who will join them in the future.
The disciples of the Creation Sect looked at Long Zhen nervously one by one, for fear that their sect master would abandon them.
A selfish guy who wants to play for you.
"Liu Fan, you are not the only one in your Liu family, right?" Long Zhen looked at Liu Fan with a sneer.
"You can give it a try, I don't mind killing all of you one by one." Liu Fan's body suddenly burst out with strong spiritual power again.
Whoever reads it will not suspect that what Liu Fan said was casually said.
"Haha!"
"Have courage, you are the first time in nearly a hundred years that my Long Zhen has dared to threaten me with the entire Creation Gate."
"You'll regret it!" Long Zhen sneered.
"The teacher killed him!" Liu Fan is not talking nonsense with him at the moment.
"Qingqing doesn't leave a single one!" Liu Fan really moved the idea of killing people at this moment.
Those who originally watched the excitement began to look ugly when they saw that things had developed here.