"Hehe...... " Wu Fan sneered, his eyes flashed with bloodthirstiness, and he stepped out suddenly, his right hand grabbed the injured Black Cloud Hall monk just now, grabbed his neck, lifted it into the air, and twisted it hard.

The Black Cloud Hall monk had his throat bone shattered, his eyes were blank, and he died of exhaustion.

Wu Fan left the weak corpse still on the ground, and the blood spiritual power condensed into a bloody blade and began to kill.

The blood blade was ten zhang long, which was not comparable to Wu Fan's body, but Wu Fan waved it wantonly, shrinking the ground into inches to the extreme, flashing one afterimage after another, and slaughtering in the Black Cloud Palace.

A knife is slashed, magnificent, with an invincible heart and an indestructible meaning.

"......Boom" More than a dozen monks of the Black Cloud Hall were slashed back by Wu Fan, vomiting blood, and hurriedly taking healing pills.

A monk from the Black Cloud Hall took advantage of Wu Fan's move and when his remaining strength was insufficient, he urged the magic weapon to smash at Wu Fan violently.

"Bang" Wu Fan's body made instant contact with the magic weapon, and Wu Fan's body trembled a few times, and he turned his body suddenly, looking a little annoyed.

It's not that he was angry that the monks of the Black Cloud Hall attacked him, but that the secret technique of shrinking the ground into inches just now was ineffective again, fortunately, it was an attack in the late stage of the soul martial arts, if it was the power of the soul martial extreme realm, he would definitely be injured this time, which was why Wu Fan did not dare to use the shrinking of the ground into inches in the battle of the same level.

At this moment, Duan Crack moved, like a tiger descending the mountain, and under his calm eyes, madness was hidden.

Duan Crack struck out with a palm, and one by one the magic seals flew out of his body, and began to merge in the air, and after a breath, a hundred-zhang size law seal hung in the sky above Wu Fan, exuding a terrifying aura.

And the entire space that was blocked prevented from Wu Fan from expanding and shrinking into inches.

"This is the black spirit seal of the Black Cloud Palace, the power cannot be underestimated, I don't know, what spell that young man used to resist. A monk watching the battle said softly.

"Xiu ......" At this moment, the Black Cloud Hall monk who shot the arrow shot the arrow in his hand, and its energy fluctuation was not lower than the attack issued by Duan Split.

But when he shot the arrow in his hand, his face turned pale, as if the arrow had used up all his strength.

And the black spirit seal of the Duan Crack was also pressed down instantly, and the speed was extremely fast. If Wu Fan resisted Duan Split's Black Spirit Seal, then it would be impossible to resist the spirit arrow that shot at him.

This was exactly the death situation set by Duan Split, according to his estimate, even if it was an ordinary Soul Martial Extreme Realm cultivator, in such a situation, if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

But he underestimated Wu Fan too much.

Wu Fan has not been fighting since he stepped into the path of cultivation, at the beginning, he fought with the fierce beasts in the Heavenly Demon Forest, later, he practiced with stones, and finally, he wandered between life and death, and his combat experience was not comparable to that of ordinary monks.

The ten-zhang long blood blade in Wu Fan's right hand instantly doubled, slashing towards the black spirit seal in the sky, and his left hand turned his fist into a claw, grabbing the spirit arrow.

"Boom"

The moment the black spirit seal touched the blood blade, it exploded in the air, and the residual energy went in the opposite direction, sweeping through the split.

Wu Fan's left hand grabbed out like lightning, when the spiritual arrow was only three inches away from Wu Fan's heart, his steely left hand tightly grasped the arrow body, this three inches of distance was like a chasm that could never be crossed, and the spiritual arrow could never advance an inch.

But the power of the spirit arrow cannot be underestimated, the energy attached to its arrow is enough to kill the soul martial arts late stage creatures, even if Wu Fan used the blood spirit power of his whole body to suppress it, it did not block the sharp and fierce attack of the spirit arrow, and his body began to tremble.

"Knock"

Wu Fan finally took a step back and stepped down, the ground was full of cracks.

"Broken ......" Wu Fan shouted loudly, the green tendons of his whole body bulged, and the strength of * was exerted to the limit.

"Knock...... Bang......" The moment Wu Fan took a step back again, the spirit arrow in his hand exploded, and pieces of iron pins flew around.

Wu Fan jumped, and at the moment when he fell from a height of ten zhang, he quickly took out the Mo Jue knife in the storage bag and slashed it down, like a dragon going out to sea, and the wind and clouds changed.

This style has a weight of nearly 100,000 catties of Mo Jue Dao, plus the strength of Wu Fan's whole body, as well as the explosive power of Wu Fan's fall, the superposition of the three forces is absolutely earth-shattering, and it is a blow to Wu Fan's peak.

And under the Mo Jue Sword, there were more than a dozen monks of the Black Cloud Palace, each of whom was pale, condensing the strength of his whole body, and jointly stretched out an extremely strong defensive shield, trying to be able to resist Wu Fan's peak blow.

"Bang" Wu Fan slashed at the peak, and instantly came into contact with the defensive shield condensed by the cultivators of the Black Cloud Palace.

Almost as soon as the Mo Jue Sword came into contact with the defensive shield, the defensive barrier was full of cracks, and all the monks in the defensive barrier spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and their eyes were full of horror. Hurriedly use the spiritual power in the body to make up for the rupture of the defensive barrier.

The "Boom" defensive enchantment still didn't resist Wu Fan's peak blow, and it exploded. Wu Fan's Mo Jue Knife also took advantage of the situation, and instantly split a Black Cloud Hall monk in half with one sword, and then dodged a few times, killing more than a dozen enemies in a few clicks.

All of this was completed in the blink of an eye, and Duan Split and the other monks didn't even have time to react, and more than a dozen companions were instantly killed by Wu Fan.

Wu Fan killed dozens of Black Cloud Hall monks, and it was completed in a few breaths, and the rescue time of the Tianjiao Split of the Black Cloud Hall was too late, and it could be described as extremely fast.

"Ah, damn it, Withered Moon. Duan Split was very angry, this was already Wu Fan killing the thirty-seventh Black Cloud Hall monk in front of his eyes, it could be said that he was slapping him fiercely in front of everyone.

A magic weapon shaped like a sickle suddenly appeared on Duan Split's body, exuding bursts of terrifying aura, this was definitely not a spiritual weapon, but a Dao weapon that surpassed the spiritual weapon, a magic weapon that even any force of Long Yunxing could dream of.

Dao weapons are only possible to be possessed by those Sun Tribulation Realm cultivators who have surpassed the cultivation of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and they are also a small number of Sun Tribulation Realm powerhouses.

However, it would take a lot of energy to urge the Dao weapon, and even if a Heavenly Martial Realm monk wanted to urge it, it would be laborious, let alone a Soul Martial Extreme Realm monk.

So now, Duan Split's face was flushed, his qi and blood were churning, and it took a lot of effort to barely urge and stimulate the power of a trace of Dao weapons.

However, the power of this trace cannot be underestimated, and it can easily destroy the early stage of Xuanwu.

If it was the Heavenly Martial Realm to urge, no Heavenly Martial Realm cultivator could resist it, let alone a cultivator below the Heavenly Martial Realm.

A black crescent moon emitted from that form of scythe, and the speed was extremely fast, completely surpassing Wu Fan's speed, even if Wu Fan unfolded and shrunk into inches, it could not be compared to such a speed.

"Hmph, I want this magic weapon. The blood spiritual power condensed a blood claw, and it grabbed the black crescent moon like lightning.

"Boom" Wu Fan looked indifferent, and with a full blow, he collided with the black crescent, but it only blocked a breath, and then dissipated in the air, but the black crescent moon was also dim, and its speed did not decrease, and it still flew towards Wu Fan.

"Huh......" Wu Fan was a little surprised, but immediately calmed down again, and there was obviously a little excitement on his indifferent face.

And the ruffian wolf in the distance, the pebble-sized eyes came out with a faint light, the wolf's mouth was full of saliva, staring at the magic weapon above Duan Crack's head, no longer moving the slightest.

One step out, the right fist quickly struck, with a pure * with a hard collision, shattering the round of waning moon at once, the speed did not decrease, and quickly rushed towards Duan Split, on the way, two blood spiritual powers were sent out from his hands, killing two enemies at once.

"The withered moon of the Black Cloud Palace, the Yellow Level Dao Weapon, this is the magic weapon of the Seven Elders of the Black Cloud Palace, I didn't expect him to lend it to Duan Split. It seems that the Black Cloud Palace's expectations for Duan Crack are still quite high. One of the monks exclaimed, this person was obviously from the same place as Duan Ri, otherwise he would not have known about these secrets.

"This time that young man is in danger, now Duan Split has the cultivation of the Soul Martial Extreme Realm, and he can barely urge a little, but his power cannot be underestimated, and he can easily kill the Xuanwu Early Stage Cultivator. ”

Duan Crack urged the withered moon again, this time not one, but five, and flew towards Wu Fan at the same time, wanting to kill Wu Fan in one fell swoop.

"Extinguish... Sky... "Wave" Wu Fan's eyes were cold, and he cast a spell for the first time, the Heaven Destroying Wave was created by him, but the power should not be underestimated, not much weaker than those powerful secret techniques, if it is a group battle, it even surpasses some supreme secret techniques.

A red ripple centered on Wu Fan, the speed was extremely fast, spreading to all sides, among which there were two Black Cloud Hall monks, who were too close to Wu Fan, and they didn't even have time to react, and the Heaven Destroying Wave directly slashed through their bodies, and they were stopped and killed by it, turning into two pieces.

"Boom...... Boom ......" a roar continued, and the energy collided violently between Wu Fan and Duan Split, wantonly exploding, tearing apart pieces of soil, within the scope of its explosion, several monks of the Black Cloud Hall were instantly torn to pieces by its violent energy, flesh and bones were scattered in the air, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

"Nine Shadows Slashing the Sky" Wu Fan was angry, and a giant knife more than twenty zhang long quickly condensed in the air, and one after another sword shadows appeared behind the giant knife, and then slashed towards Duan Crack.

The sky seemed to be torn in half, and a powerful wave of energy shocked every monk present.

Behind the giant knife, there are six sword shadows, like shadows, frantically absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, when there are still more than ten zhang away from the section crack, the six sword shadows instantly merge into the blade, and the sword light instantly increases, from the original twenty zhang to more than thirty zhang, becoming more powerful.

Duan Split looked frightened, desperately urging the Dao Weapon Withered Moon, and one after another black crescent moons flew out on the withered moon, flying towards the giant sword in the sky.

"Bang, bang, bang. In front of the giant sword, the black crescent moon was like a snowflake meeting a blazing fire, and all of them were wiped out.

The "Boom" giant knife was finally cut down, and it came into contact with the dry moon that was cracked, and was blocked again, making a monstrous loud noise, and dissipating in the air.

"Poof......" Duan Crack was directly blasted away by Wu Fan, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the sky is no longer gray, it has completely turned black, and thick black smoke envelops the entire sky, all of which are dim and dull within a radius of ten miles, and in the distant sky, a little red light can be seen, and everyone also feels the temperature in the air rise.

"What the hell is going on?" asked a monk as he looked at the strange shape of the sky.

"Hey, what are you looking at? Hurry up and retreat, ten miles away, I don't know that bastard, he has set the whole forest on fire, and there are raging fires all around, a hundred feet high. "A few monks suddenly appeared, with a bit of anger.

At this moment, the cultivators knew what the reason for the change in the sky was. Looking at the black smoke cloud overhead, I have a bad premonition.

At this moment, a few black dots suddenly appeared in the distant sky, quickly approaching everyone.

"Who is it? dare to kill my disciple of the Black Cloud Palace. A loud voice came from the distant sky, and the source of the sound was the black dots in the distant sky.

"The Xuanwu Realm cultivator of the Black Cloud Palace, it seems that this battle is about to come to an end. ”

"Boom" Wu Fan repelled Duan Crack and was about to kill Duan Split in one go, but the other monks of the Black Cloud Hall guarded Duan Crack at once, blocking Wu Fan's next attack.

So, Wu Fan began to kill dozens of enemies again, and the ground was covered with a little blood, and there were mutilated corpses lying on the ground.

Until now, more than a hundred Black Cloud Hall monks have been killed by Wu Fan, more than half of them have been killed by Wu Fan, and the remaining Black Cloud Hall monks, each of them has been seriously injured, all with blood, the cruelty of the battle, and the hard and bloody cultivation of the True Road have once again been vividly and vividly manifested in Wu Fan