Zhuang Fan's sudden appearance was completely beyond the expectations of those heaven-level martial artists, but soon, they scoffed.

"You are Zhuang Fan? The man who was called a god-like existence by the Haizhou martial arts world? The Heavenly Rank Martial Artist spoke, a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes.

And the gloomy man with a scythe in his hand and a skull print robe sneered, "What nonsense to talk to him? Just shoot it and kill it. ”

After speaking, the gloomy man was about to make a move.

But at this time, the heaven-level martial artist stopped and said: "Don't worry, anyway, let's have enough time, let's play with this kid slowly, otherwise, we will be killed all at once, wouldn't it be a lot less fun?" ”

The gloomy man bowed slightly, "You're right. ”

After finishing speaking, he stood aside and looked at Zhuang Fan so coldly.

Zhuang Fan was completely ignorant of this, his gaze swept away, and fell on the medicine gods, poison gods and others who fell to the ground, unconscious, and festering all over their bodies, and a deep killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Airplanes.

With a dull sound coming out, Zhuang Fan's body, the power of creation continued to stir, only to hear bursts of sneering sounds, the surface of the poison god's skin, a trace of earthy yellow poisonous gas continued to be released, when the last trace of poisonous gas dissipated, the injuries on the surface of the medicine god and others recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, the heaven-level martial artist holding the poison flag suddenly showed surprise.

And the rest of the heaven-level martial artists laughed out loud, and the laughter continued.

The gloomy man said even more coldly: "Song Qi, didn't you say that your soap carving poison flag is extremely powerful, no matter who you are, if you are poisoned by this, you will definitely die, even if it is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu?" I didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon. ”

Hearing this, Song Qi's face was quite gloomy, and he was speechless for a while, and the original indifference in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by a strong murderous intent.

Zhuang Fan still didn't think so, he just stood there quietly, looking at the poison god and the others.

At this time, a muffled snort spread, and I saw that the medicine god and the others, who were originally in a coma, woke up one after another at this moment.

"Master, are you back?" The God of Medicine said overjoyed.

The rest of the people also showed joy.

After all, for them, Zhuang Fan is a god-like existence, and with him, no matter what kind of crisis, it can be solved.

"Guys, I'm sorry that I've made you suffer during my absence." Zhuang Fan said with a light smile.

After finishing speaking, he turned around, and then he looked at Song Qi and the Yin Man and many other heaven-level martial artists, as if he had discovered them for the first time.

"Now, answer me three questions: First, who are you? Second, why do you want to cause trouble at the border of Haizhou? Third, who instructed you to come? Zhuang Fan said.

As these words fell, those heaven-level martial artists were stunned for a moment, but soon, a burst of laughter came out.

"Boy, who do you think you are? Why do we have to answer whatever you ask us? Song Qi said playfully.

Zhuang Fan saw that the other party was like this, and waited silently.

But in the next second, Zhuang Fan's figure disappeared in place so inexplicably.

When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Song Qi.

Zhuang Fan greeted with a slap in his hand.

I only heard a crisp slap sound, and under a wail, Song Qi's body flew out upside down like a broken kite, and finally slammed into the ground, where a deep pit instantly appeared.

"This ......" Those heaven-level martial artists were dumbfounded.

How could they have thought that Zhuang Fan would not make a move, and as soon as he made a move, he directly flew the Song Qi fan out at once.

At this time, that Song Qi got up from the ruins, he was dirty, and his face was already swollen like a pig's head.

Of course, Zhuang Fan deliberately showed mercy to his subordinates in this slap, otherwise, the other party would not be injured, but directly exploded his head and died.

After all, these guys dared to make trouble in the Haizhou martial arts world, and almost killed the medicine gods, wouldn't it be too cheap to kill them so easily?

"Good boy, I didn't expect your speed to be so fast, even I didn't reflect it." Song Qi said coldly as he took the healing pill, and after he recovered as before, he returned to his companion again.

When he saw Zhuang Fan ignoring himself, he couldn't help but be angry, because of the humiliating revenge of the other party's slap, he had no idea of playing.

A quick decision and killing Zhuang Fan is what he really thinks now.

After thinking about it, he waved his hand and said: "Let's shoot together, get rid of this kid, I want to see, he has a few pounds and a few taels, and he dares to come here to save people." ”

After speaking, Song Qi clenched the soap carving poison flag again, intending to make a brazen move.

But at this moment, swishing, one after another breaking wind sounded out.

Then, I saw Zhuang Fan's body, and dozens of figures appeared again.

Seeing Zheng Xiyue, the Poison God and the Immortal Sect disciples who suddenly appeared, Song Qi looked stunned, and immediately released his five senses, intending to investigate the details of the other party.

But he is only a heaven-level martial artist, and his cultivation is far inferior to that of the Fake Dan Realm, and Zheng Xiyue and the others, the weakest are all at the peak of the late stage of Jindan, so he has an illusion that these guys in front of him are just ordinary people.

But the gloomy man was different, he was a strong man in the Skull Gate, specializing in harvesting souls, and his perception of souls was extremely keen, so he could see that none of these uninvited guests in front of him were fuel-efficient lamps.

But so what? Under the scythe of his own god of death, no matter how powerful a cultivator is, he will have to die.

And the rest of the heaven-level martial artists also have this idea, even if their cultivation is vulnerable in front of the cultivators, they can carry strange treasures, and these treasures have a powerful effect on the cultivators to completely restrain the other party.

As soon as they thought of this, they all laughed strangely, after all, the immortal sect has always been an existence that can only be looked up to in the martial arts world, but now, they can be proud of the cultivators, this kind of feeling, not as a party, can not experience it at all.

What the heaven-level martial artists were thinking, Zhuang Fan didn't know, at this moment, a pair of eyes swept over the other party, and a touch of profundity flashed in the depths of his eyes.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the treasures in the hands of these heaven-level martial artists belonged to extremely rare existences, and even the sickle in the hands of the yin man was Zhuang Fan, who had a feeling of palpitations.

"Lord Zhuang, these miscellaneous items are too arrogant, why don't you let me wait and get rid of them?" The Blood Demon was the first to speak, because what happened in the place where the Blood Demon was buried before, Zhuang Fan was estranged from him, so he wanted to ease the relationship between the two as much as possible, but he didn't think that he would have a chance to perform so soon.

Facing the Blood Demon's self-recommendation, Zhuang Fan shook his head, and he said: "Blood Demon, you are not the opponent of these people, and if you go, you will be abused." ”

"What?" The Blood Demon's eyes were glazed, obviously he didn't expect Zhuang Fan to look down on himself so much.

And Zheng Xiyue, Su Han and others are the same at the moment, after all, they are now the worst at the peak of the late Jindan period, and there are many people who belong to the existence of a half-step Yuan Infant, as for that Qingxue, it is the peak cultivation of the middle Yuan Infant.

Such a lineup, not to mention sweeping these small heaven-level martial artists in front of them, is the powerhouse of the entire martial arts world to shoot together, and they can all defeat it.

What everyone thought in their hearts, Zhuang Fan could naturally guess one or two, he looked at the blood demon with a smile, and said, "Blood demon, if you think I underestimated you, then you can give it a try." ”

When these words fell, the Blood Demon suddenly lost his temper, "Try it, I still don't believe it, I'm a dignified Demon Venerable, I'm afraid of these ants." ”

The words fell, and with a whoosh, a sharp sonic boom spread out, and the blood demon directly turned into a red light and came to the body of Song Qi and other heaven-level martial artists.

"Sons, die." The blood demon shouted loudly, the majestic demonic qi continued to drum out, rendering the surroundings into a blood-colored space, he waved his big hand, and one after another blood-colored arrows condensed to the extreme quietly appeared, and then rushed towards Song Qi overwhelmingly.

Although Song Qi was a heaven-level martial artist, his knowledge was limited, so he didn't know the demon clan, so he treated the other party as an ordinary cultivator.

I saw him smile coldly, the soap carving poison flag in his hand waved, and the earthy yellow poisonous gas quietly rose.

When the blood-colored arrows appeared in front of him, he only heard a corrosive sound coming out, and those blood-colored arrows directly dissipated into invisibility.

Putting away the earthy yellow poisonous gas, Song Qi was very proud, and was about to say something to provoke the blood demon, but he found that the other party's figure had disappeared in place.

Song Qi was shocked, and searched around for the other party's traces, but found nothing.

"Hehe, you can't beat me, you actually chose to run away, it's really a bad seed." Song Qi smiled coldly.

But in the next second, behind him, there was a voice from the gloomy man's reminder, "Song Qi, be careful of the top of your head." ”

Song Qi looked strange, hurriedly looked up, and found that the blood demon was floating above his head, and in his palm, a ball of blood-colored demonic qi condensed to the extreme fell directly, and at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, he went straight to Song Qi.

Song Qi was shocked, he wanted to dodge, but it was completely too late, and he could only watch the other party's attack, constantly magnifying in front of his eyes.

Just when Song Qi thought that he was going to die, he only heard a snorting sound come out, and a crescent-like cold light flickered, and he saw the blood-colored demonic qi explode.

When Song Qi saw this, he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

He looked dryly at the gloomy man holding the death scythe and said, "Skeleton, thank you, you saved my life." ”

The Yin Man didn't speak, but looked at the Blood Demon suspiciously, he didn't talk nonsense, and came to the Blood Demon, and the Death Scythe in his hand kept slashing out.

"What the hell is this?" The blood demon's complexion changed greatly, and he found that he was powerless in front of the death scythe, not only that, but in the face of the attack of the Yin Man, somehow, he couldn't move his body at all, even the demonic qi in his body was also difficult to operate.

While the blood demon was shocked in his heart, the Grim Reaper's scythe attack had already descended.

The Blood Devil's scalp tingled, and he thought he was going to die.

However, at this moment, a figure flickered like a ghost and came to the Blood Demon.

It was Zhuang Fan.

Zhuang Fan's right hand suddenly grabbed out, and the death scythe was held in his hand.

Then, Zhuang Fan turned his head to look at the dead blood demon and said, "How is it." Am I right? To deal with these people, I have to take action myself. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Fan glanced at Song Qi not far away, and opened his mouth to spew out a fire of creation.

Airplanes.

The flames shrouded Song Qi's body at an extremely fast speed, and before Song Qi could scream, his body turned directly into ashes.

As soon as the move fell, Song Qi's body was dead, and his soul was destroyed.

This scene fell, and the audience fell into a deathly silence.