The sword cultivators who followed were stunned, although there were only two hundred people in this village, but each one of them was a human life, Jing Chengran actually killed them all, in order to just find Wang Fan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, there was a popular village, and it was as quiet as death.

"Next. Jing Chengran appeared in the next existence.

A young sword cultivator exclaimed, "Could it be that he wants to kill all the mortals in this Yugu Mountain? ”

"Crazy, crazy, in order to force out Wang Fan, is it worth it?"

The killing continues.

In another village, a sword cultivator covered in blood appeared, he was not Jing Chengran, he was also a victim of the explosion.

"Don't kill me, don't kill my father. ”

A boy wept, holding a wooden stick in his hand, trembling to protect his dying father.

This Xiu sighed, the mortals in this area were almost killed, and he still couldn't find Wang Fan's figure, only the last two remained. Obviously, they can't be Wang Fan anymore.

This sword cultivator suddenly murdered and said, "The mistake is the mistake, you are too young, I am afraid that you will rise." ”

"Poof!"

The boy was on his knees, a bloody sword wound to his chest.

"Ahhh The child's father cried.

In the distance, Leng Mengjie looked at everything blankly, and she trembled: "How can this be? Let them stop, Granny Wu told them to stop." ”

Granny Wu shook her head and said, "No, this is the monk, you stopped it once, there will be a next time, if you want to blame, blame Wang Fan, it is he who stimulates their instincts." ”

Leng Mengjie cried: "What nature, what monk, if you don't stop it, I'll stop it." ”

Leng Mengjie got on his mount and flew towards Yugu Mountain.

Granny Wu sighed and said, "Miss, you are too young, this Wang Fan has provoked the anger of the public, and he is dead." ”

Then, she followed.

A centenarian, who was already gray-haired, knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes: "God, what have we done wrong? We have lived here for hundreds of years, and we have never had a dispute with the world, why do they want to kill us, why?" ”

"Please, don't kill my wife, she's pregnant, please. A man kept kowtowing to Jian Xiu, and his face was smashed.

The sword cultivator was indifferent and swung his sword away.

At this time, there were already eight sword cultivators, sweeping Yugu Mountain.

"Don't!"

Screams, spread in the town, the people here are very simple.

Jing Chengran said in a low voice: "Kill the last one, it's you Wang Fan." ”

A sword cultivator in the village, as soon as he arrived here, he saw a young man in a green shirt, striding out, he didn't hide his face, and he didn't have anything to dodge, he walked out like this.

"Wang Fan!" this sword cultivator roared.

With a sound of Wang Fan, everyone rushed here, and after a while, this place was already surrounded.

The person who came out of the village was Wang Fan, and his face was difficult to see at this time.

"What a sword cultivator. ”

He said this, but his lips were bleeding, his eyes were red, and Mu Zi burst out with a strong murderous intent.

Jing Chengran rushed over, looked down at him, and sneered: "You finally appeared, and I thought you were going to kill the last one." ”

Wang Fan looked at the ordinary mortals who were killed, and suddenly laughed madly: "Haha...... You're not a monk, no, you're not a human at all, a brute. ”

The eight monks who slaughtered Yugu Mountain also appeared, looking at Wang Fan full of murderous intent.

Wang Fan was really angry, and he swore that the people he wanted to kill the most in his previous life were not as hateful as this group of sword cultivators.

The monks fought, and even dragged the common people in, and killed anyone they saw.

"My monk, why do you need to judge, anyway! You're about to die. Demon Sword Cultivator said coldly.

"Haha...... What a monk of my generation, you are all garbage, brutes, pigs and dogs. Wang Fan roared angrily.

Wang Fan hated, he hated that his cultivation was too low.

Was this God's test for him? He didn't have to show up, or even fly away, but ...... He is Wang Fan, he can't do it.

Wang Fan picked up a dagger, this dagger was only used for self-defense, and for cultivators, this was a toy.

Wang Fan was on the palm of his hand, and the blood dripped to the ground.

Everyone looked at him intently, not knowing what he was going to do, to run away?

"I, Wang Fan, swear with my own blood curse, in this life, I will not kill you, etc., and swear not to be a human being. ”

A blood-red air flow gathered, and it was the resentment of Jing Chengran and the other sword cultivators, all the ordinary people they had killed, and turned into a blood curse that wrapped around his body.

Blood curse is complete!

There is a catastrophe in the sky, it is against the sky, and the oath made by the monk is as if someone in the sky is watching in Ningning, and keeping the oath of every monk, as long as he violates it, he will inevitably be punished by heaven.

More and more people came, all of them heard Wang Fan's blood oath, and when they saw the blood mist wrapped around him, they all gasped.

Leng Mengjie also came, and she was shocked.

When Jing Chengran killed civilians, she hated Wang Fan, hated herself, if she hadn't invited Wang Fan, all this would not have happened, Wang Fan was even more hateful, he actually ran to hide among the civilians, and his existence even affected the civilians.

But now, everything Wang Fan has done shocked her.

If the blood spell is not completed, it will be haunted by the blood curse for the rest of your life, and it will even be difficult to cultivate in the future.

"Don't be ashamed, take your blood curse, die. Jing Chengran shot directly and wanted to kill Wang Fan.

Jing Chengran's palm was pressed down from above, getting bigger and bigger, reaching four or five zhang, Wang Fan couldn't escape, he didn't escape, looking at Jing Chengran's gaze became colder and colder.

Jing Chengran, the son of a generation of Tianjiao, was actually raised by his hairs, as if what he was about to suppress was not a weak condensing realm, but a great power.

"Poof!"

It was not Wang Fan who was shocked to death, but Jing Chengran's palm, which was penetrated by a ray of light and disappeared into the air.

A trace of pure sword intent floated in front of Wang Fan.

"Sword Spirit!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly at this sword spirit.

I'm afraid this is what Jing Chengran's grandfather said about the sword spirit, but why, does it want to help Wang Fan?

No matter what, a group of sword cultivators showed greed, and the moment the sword spirit appeared, they felt the desire of their bodies, and they had an urge to howl.

This sword spirit is extraordinary.

Wang Fan smiled bitterly: "You go! ”

The sword spirit shook and seemed to shake his head.

Everyone gasped, this Wang Fan has an unusual relationship with the sword spirit, but how is it possible, one is the ancient sword spirit, and the other is a young man today.

"Since you don't leave, then, let's kill it. Wang Fan said with a smile.

"Haha...... Kill it, it's up to you?" the Demon Sword Cultivator sneered.

"Then I'll cut you first. ”

Wang Fan pointed at the Demon Sword Cultivator, and the sword spirit disappeared in an instant, and then looked at the Demon Sword Cultivator, his complexion had changed greatly, and the cultivation of his whole body exploded.

This person's cultivation is already at the ninth level of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and he is the mortal who killed Yugu Mountain before, and he is also one of the most.

Behind him, the Dharma Body was a pitch-black ancient sword, with a sinister aura, directly becoming three zhang larger, and protecting himself at the moment.

Someone exclaimed: "The Spirit Condensing Realm has condensed the Law Body, this person is so powerful." ”

The Dharma Body, that is something that can only be condensed by a cultivator who has entered the Treasure Realm, shows that this person's talent is so high that it is rare to see in five hundred years.

However, the sword spirit seemed to be regarded as nothing, and pierced directly.

The sword spirit, derived from the spirit of wisdom after 10,000 years, contains the laws of the way of the sword, even Jing Chengran's grandfather, no matter how hard he can't subdue it, how can this demon sword cultivation be able to resist?

Under the horror of the Demon Sword Cultivator, the sword spirit slashed down into two sections with one sword.

"Ahh

Demon Sword Xiu screamed, the upper body and the lower body were separated, the flesh and blood were sprayed, and all the internal organs flowed out, and what frightened him the most was that the depths of his soul were also cut by a sword, and he was in pain, and he was instantly annihilated.

There was only one corpse, falling from mid-air.

This scene made everyone gasp and retreat.