How so? Those heaven-level martial artists all showed incredible expressions at this moment.

You must know that Song Qi is among them, although his cultivation belongs to the middle and lower ranks, he is also a heaven-level martial artist, not only that, he also has a soap carving poison flag in his hand, which can corrode all attacks.

What I didn't expect was that the other party had just escaped from the poison god, and in the next moment, he was easily killed by Zhuang Fan, and he had no power to fight back, which was really terrifying.

"Boy, how dare you kill Song Qi?" The gloomy man stared at Zhuang Fan with a murderous expression, among these heaven-level martial artists, he was the one who had the best relationship with Song Qi, and now, seeing his friend being killed, he was extremely angry.

Immediately jerked suddenly, the death scythe that was clamped by Zhuang Fan was instantly withdrawn, and he looked at Zhuang Fan deadly, and the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

However, he was not in a hurry to make a move, after all, judging from Zhuang Fan's shot just now, if he used his own strength, he would not be the opponent of the other party at all, and he might even be killed by him.

Obviously, the rest of the heaven-level martial artists also knew this clearly, and immediately didn't talk nonsense, and appeared around Zhuang Fan one after another, surrounding him.

When Zhuang Fan saw this, he didn't think so, but he was anxious about the blood demon, you must know that although he has a human body, his cultivation is greatly reduced, but no matter how he says that his current cultivation is comparable to the half-step incarnation power among the human monks.

But in the face of the gloomy man and the Death Scythe in his hand, he was still powerless.

But now, what Zhuang Fan is facing is many heaven-level martial artists with powerful treasures, Rao is Zhuang Fan has the ability to reach the sky, and it is estimated that he will not survive.

Zheng Xiyue, Shihan, Qingxue, Su Han and many other Xianmen disciples also thought the same way at this moment.

As for Shen Ningbing, although she was silent, her eyebrows were frowning and her fists were clenched, obviously she was also worried about Zhuang Fan.

"Mama, I'm afraid." The daughter snuggled in Shen Ningbing's arms, her pretty face was pale and her eyes were full of tears, as if she was frightened by the scene in front of her.

"Yiyi, your father is very powerful, these bad people will definitely be beaten away by their father." Shen Ningbing said comfortingly.

Yiyi nodded like pounding garlic, and a pair of big watery eyes looked at Zhuang Fan, who was beaten by a group of heaven-level martial artists, and secretly cheered for the other party in his heart.

Zhuang Fan seemed to feel Yiyi's encouragement, looked at the ground with a smile, and said, "Girl, don't worry, Dad will soon destroy all these bad guys, and then we will go home together." ”

Without waiting for Yiyi to speak, the gloomy man smiled coldly and said: "Zhuang Fan, you can kill Song Qi, it is indeed beyond our expectations, but among the people we are here, which one is not a few points stronger than Song Qi, do you think that in front of us, can you have a chance of winning?" ”

When the words fell, the gloomy man didn't talk nonsense, and suddenly waved the death sickle in his hand, and a breath of death suddenly swept the spot, quickly enveloping Zhuang Fan.

Seeing this, the rest of the heaven-level martial artists unleashed their strange treasures one after another, and for a while, they attacked in a colorful way, and went straight to Zhuang Fan.

The gloomy man sneered, and he could already imagine the scene of Zhuang Fan's tragic death in his mind.

However, it backfired, and those attacks didn't have time to hit Zhuang Fan, and suddenly, a banging sound was heard, and Zhuang Fan's figure exploded on the spot.

"This is? Heavenly Magic Phantom? The Blood Demon had a look of astonishment, how could he have thought that this Zhuang Fan in front of him was just a clone.

The Blood Demon immediately looked around, and finally, on the ground, he found Zhuang Fan's figure, in his hand, he was holding the soap carving poison flag, he suddenly understood something, and while those heaven-level martial artists were unprepared, the figure fell to the ground.

"Hehe, you rely on yourself to have a strange treasure, and there is no one in your eyes, now, I will give back to him in the other way, let you try it, what is called the battle of trapped beasts." Zhuang Fan smiled coldly.

With the waving of the soap carving poison flag in his hand, in an instant, a cloud of earthy yellow poisonous gas instantly enveloped many heaven-level martial artists such as the Yin Man.

In order to prevent the other party from escaping, Zhuang Fan patted the storage ring, took out all the treasures in it, and with lightning speed, on the outside of the poisonous gas barrier, he cast a Creation Immortal Array.

All of this, to put it mildly, is very complicated, but it can really be used in just a moment, so those heaven-level martial artists were completely besieged before they could react.

Zhuang Fan originally planned to use the poisonous gas of the soap carving poison flag to kill these people directly, but if he thought about it carefully, it was too cheap for them to do so, and immediately sealed his hands, and saw that in front of him, a clone that was exactly the same as him quietly appeared.

Then, Zhuang Fan waved his big hand, and the poisonous gas in the soap-carved poison flag all hit into the Heavenly Demon Phantom clone, and he saw that those clones instantly turned into poison full of poison.

Whoosh.

Those poisonous clones dodged one after another, directly burrowing into the Creation Immortal Array, and confronted many heaven-level martial artists such as the Yin Man.

Seeing this dazzling scene, the blood demon was stunned, Zheng Xiyue and the others were stupid, they didn't expect that the magic phantom clone could still be used like this on this day.

But soon, they shook their heads and sighed.

Zhuang Fan's means are certainly eye-catching, but after all, it is just a small fight, on the other hand, the Yin Man and others, the strange treasure in their hands is no less than Qingxue's Dao weapon Xuanbing Sword, if it is one-on-one, Zhuang Fan can easily complete the abuse, but the situation in front of him is obviously not good for Zhuang Fan, otherwise, he will not do it himself, but cast the Heavenly Demon Phantom Clone and let him take his place.

It's just that what the Blood Demon doesn't understand is why these heaven-level martial artists have so many Dao-level treasures, isn't it that the earth's aura is barren today, and many secret realms have also been looted by the Immortal Gate, and the number of exotic treasures is scarce?

While the Blood Demon was pondering, a big battle had already broken out in the Creation Immortal Array, although because of the cover of the earthy yellow poisonous gas, everyone could not see the situation inside, but because of the strong divine sense of the people present, they could still spy on one or two.

"Hey, that's exactly what I guessed." Sensing that in the Creation Immortal Array, many Heavenly Demon Phantom Clones were retreating one after another, the Blood Demon couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and a trace of helplessness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

On the other hand, Zhuang Fan looked disapproving, although in the eyes of others, what he did just now was a superfluous move, and he couldn't turn the tide at all, what others didn't know was that his drunkard didn't mean to drink.

And at this moment, bang, bang, bang, bursts of dull explosions spread.

Zhuang Fan knew that it was the sound of his Heavenly Demon Phantom clone being destroyed.

"It should be almost." Zhuang Fan muttered to himself.

As he spoke, he withdrew the Creation Immortal Array, and then withdrew the earthy yellow poisonous gas into the soap-carved poison flag.

Without the intrusion of poisonous gas, the shadowy man and many immortal sect disciples showed a hint of relaxation.

Their eyes were calm, looking at Zhuang Fan, and a trace of contempt flashed in the depths of their eyes.

"Zhuang Fan, this is your most powerful means? It's a pity that these doppelgangers of yours can't shake us in the slightest. Presumably, you have seen the strength of our people, and you have absolutely no chance of winning, so I advise you to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy now, and then make a soul contract with us to follow us forever. Of course, you can refuse, but the result of refusal is that you, along with all your friends and family, and your men, will become the ghosts of my Death Scythe......"

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Zhuang Fan stopped and said, "Have you said enough?" ”

Hearing Zhuang Fan's words, the gloomy man frowned, he didn't expect that after Zhuang Fan was defeated, he would dare to be so arrogant.

was about to go crazy, but at this moment, the gloomy man's complexion changed suddenly, because he found that at his dantian, a mysterious power continued to rise, and finally filled the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Because the Yin Man himself was only a heaven-level martial artist, he couldn't withstand such majestic power at all.

"What's going on? My body is about to explode. The shadowy man shouted in panic.

The appearance of this scene made the rest of the heaven-level martial artists look stunned and were about to ask, but before the first word could be spoken, those heaven-level martial artists also changed color, because they also felt that the terrifying power in their bodies was constantly raging.

"Boy, what have you done to us?" The shadowy man asked.

When these words fell, Blood Demon, Qingxue and others also looked at Zhuang Fan.

Obviously, the scene in front of them completely exceeded their expectations.

Being stared at by the Yin Man like this, Zhuang Fan said with a smile: "Since you want to know, then let me tell you, in fact, I cast the Heavenly Demon Phantom Clone to deal with you, it is just an appearance, my real purpose is to take advantage of your unpreparedness, the Creation Gathering Spirit Array into your body, this formation effect is very magical, not only can it be condensed around, but it can also be compressed and hidden in the dantian." You have a strange treasure, although your cultivation is powerful, but you yourself are only a heaven-level martial artist, so you can't bear such a majestic power at all. ”

Speaking of this, Zhuang Fan smiled brightly and said, "Now, you know the truth of the matter, so you can go and die, right?" ”

When the words fell, Zhuang Fan pinched a handprint.

When the handprint fell, the body of the shadowy man swelled instantly, and finally exploded, turning into a blood mist, and there were no bones left.

And the blood-colored sickle in his hand fell in front of Zhuang Fan and was put into the storage ring by him.

Next, another explosion came out of Lian San, and in just a moment, those heaven-level martial artists who were originally arrogant and arrogant all died at this moment, and their treasures were reduced to trophies in Zhuang Fan's hands.

The appearance of this scene was just between lightning and flint, when the last heaven-level martial artist died, the minds of the blood demons and others exploded, and they all showed a look of horror, obviously they did not expect that this originally declining situation was easily resolved by Zhuang Fan in such a way, it was really incredible.