A line of blood stretched across the old man's neck.

Soon, poof-

At the line of blood, blood spurted wildly, like a fountain.

Even though the old man was holding his neck with his hands, blood was still spurting from between his fingers.

The clothes on his chest had long been dyed blood-red.

The old man looked at Zhang Fan in surprise and took two steps back.

At this time, he didn't have the arrogance and pride he had just now, but was extremely shocked.

Yao Lao's disciples also widened their eyes one by one, extremely shocked.

Leapfrogging to challenge the Martial Emperor, he almost killed with a sword, Zhang Fan's strength was terrifying!

Yao Lao's eldest disciple medicine money, and the second disciple medicine money, in the incomparably frightened, they were all secretly afraid.

They originally thought that Zhang Fan was a third-level martial king, a few levels lower than them, and he should not be as strong as them.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan would be able to challenge the Martial Emperor by leaping the ranks.

And seeing that Zhang Fan is so ruthless, if they offend Zhang Fan, then it will be better?

The old man's disciples were all shocked.

Others don't know, but they know it.

Their master, that's an alchemist.

He has specially refined a medicinal liquid for forging the body.

That kind of liquid, as long as you soak it for ten days and half a month, the strength of the body will be greatly enhanced.

Not to mention ordinary swords, even if the genetic martial arts of an opponent of the same level stabbed him, he would be unscathed.

But just now, above Zhang Fan's right hand, the invisible energy that seemed to be absent easily cut through their master's throat.

What kind of energy is that, so sharp?

How could they possibly know that it was not some energy, but sword qi.

At this time, when they saw Zhang Fan being so heavy on the master, they were shocked and angry one by one.

They shouted, and they all activated the genetic martial arts, attacking Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, and his mind moved.

Phew-

The sword qi in his right hand suddenly came out of his body.

Under the control of his mind, he flew towards the old man's disciple at the front.

It's so fast that the human eye can't keep up with it.

The old man's disciple didn't react at all, poof-

A bloody mouth was pierced through his throat.

The sword qi then flew towards the second person.

The second man still didn't react.

Poof-

In his throat, he was also directly pierced through the blood hole.

Whoa, whoa—

That sword qi, like an extremely fast, but extremely agile snake, was constantly shuttling between the ten people.

Puff puff puff –

The necks of the ten men were constantly bleeding through the holes.

All of this is a long story, but it only happens in the blink of an eye.

When that sword qi returned to Zhang Fan's right hand again, the blood holes in the necks of the ten people spurted blood one after another.

They struggled and fell to the ground.

At this moment, all Yao Lao's disciples were stupid and looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

They had just besieged these ten people with dozens of people, but they were beaten to the ground by these ten people.

Now these ten people are besieging Zhang Fan, but they were killed by Zhang Fan in an instant.

What is a gap?

It's called the gap!

The gap between them and Zhang Fan is really not a star and a half.

And Zhang Fan was ruthless and decisive, and he didn't seem to care about it at all.

It doesn't matter who you are, it doesn't matter what your background is.

As long as you provoke Lao Tzu, you have to die!

Both the medicine money and the medicine money felt dizzy in their heads at this time.

Fortunately, they were only jealous of Zhang Fan in their hearts before, and they didn't show it openly.

Otherwise, if you really offend this little junior brother, won't the two of them be finished?

At this time, the old man and his disciples were not dead.

The strength has reached their level, if it is not directly destroyed their blood core, it is impossible for them to die immediately.

Especially the old man, who is the Blood Emperor and an alchemist.

Even with such a serious injury, he was able to heal himself in half an hour.

He was struggling to pull the ointment out of the sub-space and apply it to the bloody hole in his neck.

He then threw more than a dozen bottles of ointment to his disciples and asked them to apply them.

In short, at this time, they were all covered in blood and extremely embarrassed.

There is no arrogance just now.

However, Zhang Fan didn't seem to want to give them any chance at all.

Striding towards the old man, the blood vine gene martial arts condensed again.

At first, he didn't kill because he felt that this old man should have something to do with Yao Lao.

But when the old man bombarded him with genetic force just now, he obviously made a heavy hand.

If it weren't for me and Li Bai learning to drink, I'm afraid I would be crippled if I didn't die.

In that case, then what else is there to say.

Kill him.

Who is he!

When the old man saw Zhang Fan condensing the blood vine, he thought that Zhang Fan's blood vine was just a bonus to strength, and it could not kill people.

However, when Zhang Fan's blood vine stretched out to him, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis that his life was about to end.

The feeling that this blood vine gave him now was completely different from what it was just now.

Just now, no matter how strong the power on this blood vine was, it was only powerful.

But now, the murderous aura emitted by the blood vine let him know that as long as this blood vine touched him, it could take his life in minutes.

Under this crisis, he hurriedly wanted to use the laws of the four-dimensional space to dodge.

However, under the serious injury, his use of the laws of the four-dimensional space also seemed to be very difficult.

Before he could teleport away, Zhang Fan's blood vine was already less than two inches away from his eyes.

It seemed that Zhang Fan was going to use the blood vine to stab him directly into his eyes.

At this time, the old man once again felt the feeling of dying that he had not felt for many years.

He never expected that he, a dignified alchemist, the Martial Emperor, would die at the hands of a mere Martial King.

Just as Zhang Fan's blood vine was about to stab the old man's eye, an energy suddenly blocked between the old man's eyes and the blood vine.

A huge force came from that energy, and it immediately bounced Zhang Fan's blood vine away.

However, because the power of Zhang Fan's stab was too great, this power was transmitted to that energy, and that energy couldn't help but retreat backwards suddenly.

As soon as he retreated, he directly knocked the old man upside down and flew more than ten meters.

Zhang Fan sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that this Martial Emperor Blood Core can't be obtained.

He immediately withdrew his hand and stood aside.

At the same time, Yao Lao's figure appeared beside Zhang Fan.

He looked down at the old man who fell to the ground, covered in blood, and said to Zhang Fan: "Good apprentice, for the sake of your master and my face, let this old thing go." Just let him have a long memory. ”

Zhang Fan didn't speak and stepped aside.

Wen Dong and Wen Jing beside him looked at Zhang Fan, who was like no one else, and they were all surprised in their hearts.

I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhang, who has always been very kind, to fight so ruthlessly.