Fan Lang couldn't bear it anymore and fought directly.

If you can't solve it with your mouth, you can solve it with your hands.

Tianzong Dansheng had already given these people a glimmer of life just now, but these people didn't appreciate it, so it was no wonder that Fan Lang was ruthless.

Along the way, he has experienced countless battles, stepped on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and does not mind carrying more blood debts.

The way to kill is not to be said!

Chop!

Fan Lang carried two cold rays of light, which flashed in the air, touching the enchantment of the Tianshui Holy Courtyard.

A curtain of light shone out, followed by more curtains. Each transcendent force will arrange various defensive means in its hometown, large arrays, and enchantments, all of which are indispensable.

Fan Lang castrated unabated, and the ruthless sword in his hand erupted more than fifty Dao seals, stabbing at the enchantment in front of him, breaking it layer by layer, and the process was like piercing the window paper, unstoppable.

After he killed Shui Linglong, he was promoted by one level, his strength increased significantly, and the upper limit of the Dao Seal he controlled also increased, so it was not a problem to destroy these barriers.

Boom! Boom!

Layers of enchantments shattered.

Fan Lang broke through all the way to the interior of the Tianshui Holy Courtyard, flew to the front of those holy sons, and slashed several times with the double swords in his hands, killing all these people in seconds!

All the Holy Sons have been brainwashed, and their ideas are different from ordinary people, like a group of fanatical believers, who only know how to kneel and lick the Holy Emperor, and despise people from other continents.

There is really nothing to say about this group of so-called holy sons.

Son?

What is holy?

It's just that they're putting gold in their faces.

In Fan Lang's opinion, this group of people has nothing to do with the word "saint".

The cold light flickered in mid-air, killing these so-called holy sons to a fine light, like chopping vegetables and melons, cutting them into sections, and the blood splashed out, shocking.

The fat man who spoke before had his head cut off, his eyes widened before he died, and his last thought came out: "You dare to kill us...... The Holy Emperor will not let your ...... go"

"Don't say it's you little feet, even your prime minister died at my hands. The Holy Emperor you worship will also die under my sword in the future!"

Fan Lang burst into a shout, and then cut out a few cold rays, completely shattering those holy sons into thousands of pieces, and those who died could not die again.

A killing battle has begun, and the bloody prelude has begun!

Fan Lang has a clear goal, those who are weak, it is useless to kill them, if you want to kill, you will kill the strong. His mind swept through the air, locking on to several places where his aura was most powerful.

These places are either strong people sitting in the town, or they are the core positions of the formation, and they are all strategic locations.

Kill all these strong people, and the Tianshui Holy Courtyard will naturally be destroyed.

Only killing the strong and ignoring the weak is Fan Lang's last benevolent bottom line.

"Roar!!

Fan Lang entered the form of the dragon king, and the whole person suddenly changed, and his body erupted into sky-high fluctuations, sweeping in all directions.

Nine dragon heads extended from his back, each more hideous than the other, and on each dragon head, there was a Dao seal.

The terrifying coercion spread around him, enveloping the earth, making all beings tremble. That killing intent has turned into substance, forming a billowing black gas.

There was a great chaos below, and people panicked.

"Fan Lang killed the Holy Son!"

"Could it be that the upper echelons of our Tianshui Sacred Courtyard have really taken refuge in the Holy Light Continent?"

"Run, this kind of big war is not something we can get involved in. The trees are falling and scattered, and even the dean is dead, do you still want us to go to the college to be buried?"

Some shouted, some fled, and some tried in vain to resist.

Fan Lang's figure flashed, and he went straight to a place with a strong aura.

Seeing this, the Tianzong Dansheng simply turned his heart sideways, waved his hand, and said: "Let's attack too!

"Yes!"

"Today is the day of the destruction of the Tianshui Holy Temple!"

"Destroy them!"

A group of strong people should be one after another.

Tianzong Dansheng beckoned, and a huge alchemy furnace appeared in mid-air, and he directly used the alchemy furnace as a weapon, as if wielding a giant hammer, smashing angrily in front of him, and bombarded the layers of enchantments, forcibly breaking these enchantments and opening up a path.

Everyone rushed in and broke into the territory of the Tianshui Holy Courtyard.

At this point, we could only fight, and several vice presidents of the Tianshui Holy Academy presided over the overall situation and activated various formations.

Whoa!

Tianhe in mid-air turned into a water dragon and pounced on the Tianzong Dansheng. This formation consumes a large amount of spirit coins, containing a strong aura of heaven and earth, and it is not trivial to activate.

Tianzong Dansheng flipped the Coiled Dragon Refining Void Furnace, aimed the furnace mouth at the incoming water dragon, and the furnace mouth energy operated, like a black hole, absorbing the water dragon into it and forcibly refining.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

The remaining powerhouses of the Yanlong Academy began to slaughter in all directions, and no one was idle, triggering all kinds of battles.

Fan Lang took the lead in charging into battle, killing the core area of the Tianshui Holy Courtyard, and also released his right-hand man.

"Foodie, Ah Zi, come out and help me!"

Two rays of light and shadow, one gold and one purple, flew out and turned into two behemoths, one was the golden sun war lion, and the other was the demon dragon Ah Zi who covered the sky and the sun.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The two behemoths, one bigger than the other, roared in the air.

Ah Zi turned his head and roared at the Jinyang Battle Lion: "Big cat, I'm practicing my voice, why don't you follow the shouting, remember, if I shout in the future, you will shut up for me!"

The Golden Yang Battle Lion looked at Ah Zi and let out a low roar to express his dissatisfaction.

Before they could fight the enemy, these two were pinched first.

Fan Lang was furious, flew to the two big guys, kicked each of them in the head, and said, "Don't fight, give me work!"

Only then did the two big guys take action and fight side by side with Fan Lang.

Fan Lang's own strength is comparable to that of the Xuan Gods, and the same is true of the Jinyang Battle Lion and Ah Zi, which is equivalent to the three Xuan Gods dispatching together, what a powerful combat power.

Even if it's a transcendent force, it can't be resisted!

"Activate the 'Soldier Blade Divine Array'!"

A powerful formation was launched in the Tianshui Holy Courtyard, and hundreds of thousands of cold lights soared into the sky, each of which contained a weapon.

This is a large array of hundreds of thousands of weapons!

In terms of refining weapons, the Tianshui Sacred Academy is second to none, giving full play to its strengths in this area and arranging this Absolute Divine Array.

Hundreds of thousands of weapons are launched together, which can strangle everything, and even the Xuan God has to avoid its edge.

The cold light flew in the sky, competing with the sun and the moon, and rushed straight to Fan Lang, forming a sharp blade storm.

Every formation has an eye and is the core of the formation. This soldier blade is in the center of the thousands of sharp blades, and hundreds of thousands of weapons are driven by one weapon.

As long as this weapon is destroyed, the entire formation will naturally collapse.

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you have to venture deep into the storm of blades.

Fan Lang understood the mystery of the Absolute Divine Array, and ventured into danger alone, urging the glass to shine through the sky, piercing through the space all the way, and shuttling between the cracks of the space.

Many sharp blades seemed to have slashed at him, but they didn't even touch the corners of his clothes, and they pierced through directly.

He went straight to the core of the formation, getting closer and closer.

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