They didn't know what kind of cultivation Fan Beixuan was, so they didn't dare to do it easily.

Moreover, their junior sister was still by Fan Beixuan's side, and they were afraid that once they did it, he would kill their junior sister.

Fan Beixuan saw more and more female disciples rushing over.

He glanced around and smiled with a squint, "Okay! All right! More more! In this way, Lao Tzu will not only be able to keep refreshing today, but also improve a lot of cultivation!"

He didn't do it directly, he wanted to wait for everyone to arrive, and then catch it all!

He could see that the cultivation of this group of female disciples was very low, and most of them were around the Jindan Realm.

To him, the monks of the Jindan Realm were no different from ordinary people!

Even if he only used one finger, this group of female disciples was not his opponent!

After all, he was a monk in the perfect realm!

"Who dares to hurt my sect disciple!"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

Fan Beixuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked sideways.

I saw an old man with a white beard and hair, flying in the air, with a majestic face.

"It's Elder High Blood Duck!"

"Elder High Blood Duck is here!"

"This evil cultivator has defiled Senior Sister, Elder High Blood Duck, kill him quickly!"

「.....」

When the female disciples saw the high-blooded duck coming, they were in an uproar.

When Elder High Blood Duck saw Fan Beixuan, his originally majestic and solemn face suddenly became a little flustered.

it! This man's aura is so calm, and I can't see through his cultivation.

He won't be a Void Immortal Realm, or an overhaul of the Merge Realm, right?!

I'm only in the middle of the Divine Realm, if he is really a Void Immortal Realm evil cultivator, I'm here to find death!

Elder High Blood Duck was stunned in the air.

Fan Beixuan flew into the air, glanced at everyone, and smiled crookedly, "It should all be here, right?"

When the words fell, he flipped his big hand, and a boxy stone seal appeared in his hand.

This is exactly what his second master gave him, the seal of heaven!

Immediately, Fan Beixuan's mind moved.

Scold!

A black light rushed into the air from the Shadow of the Sky.

It spread out in all directions.

Within five hundred meters of the surroundings, a black enchantment was suddenly enveloped.

It's not that the Shadow Seal can only cover an area of 500 meters, but there are only people within 500 meters at the moment.

Xia Zhining, who had just come to the vicinity of the crowd, frowned when she saw this enchantment.

"What is this?"

She had a sense of foreboding.

"I don't know, it's not a good thing anyway!" Guo Qingxia said with a solemn face.

Liu Daji looked relaxed, looked at Fan Beixuan in the air not far away and said with a smile: "Isn't it just an evil cultivator, our fifty inner disciples, plus an elder, can we still beat him?"

"This person is ugly, otherwise I will squeeze him dry!"

Guo Qingxia glanced at her, "Senior Sister Liu, you are not panicked at all, can't you see that this is a high-blooded duck elder, and his face is not very good-looking?"

Liu Daji, whose eyes had been falling on Fan Beixuan, really didn't notice this.

The high-blooded duck elder who was standing in the air saw himself and his female disciples surrounded by a black enchantment, and his face turned the color of pig liver.

Grass! This evil cultivator is still prepared!

"Alas!" He sighed slightly, a look of determination in his eyes.

The matter has come to this, the enemy is now, and he can only fight against the water!

As for the idea of escaping, he really hadn't thought about it.

He couldn't bear to leave so many female disciples behind and run away alone, he would feel uneasy in conscience.

It is precisely because he is more responsible in doing things, and his strength is second only to that of the Mountain Master of the Heavenly Dao Sect, that the sect master will let him be the leader of the elder.

Elder High Blood Duck, with a wave of his sleeves, a long sword appeared around him out of thin air

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Every sword exudes a solemn aura!

The power contained in it is not strong!

Scold! Scold! Scold! .......

In less than a breath, seventy-two long swords had appeared around him.

He shouted coldly at Fan Beixuan, "Daomen Seventy-two Swords!"

Whew!

Seventy-two swords were overwhelming, rushing towards Fan Beixuan.

The surrounding female disciples exclaimed.

"This is the strongest trick of a high-blood elder! Seventy-two swords of the Daomen!"

"I've seen this trick in the Mountain Master Contest before, it's super powerful!"

"The little evil cultivator also dares to insult my junior sister, now you are finished!"

"These seventy-two swords pierced that evil cultivator's body, and they were designated to pierce him with thousands of holes!"

「......」

Fan Beixuan saw the oncoming seventy-two swords, densely packed with swords, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It looks gorgeous, but it's actually a batch of garbage!"

With a flick of his fingertips, the Black Soul Sword shot out!

The momentum of the Black Soul Sword was extremely surging, and it crushed the Elder High Blood Duck from the momentum, the seventy-two swords of the Dao Gate!

Of course, the most important thing is that Fan Beixuan's cultivation is much higher than that of Elder Gao Blood Duck.

Therefore, the momentum of Fan Beixuan's random sword is extraordinary.

"Boom!"

"Puff ——!"

A screeching sound rang out.

The sword qi of the Black Soul Sword shattered the seventy-two swords of the Dao Gate in the air in an instant!

And at an extremely fast speed, it pierced into the abdomen of the High Blood Duck Elder!

I saw that Elder High Blood Duck's eyes widened suddenly, his mouth spat blood, and his whole person froze.

The world in front of him began to fade and his vision blurred.

At the moment when he was on the verge of death, Pan Jinlian's figure was in his mind.

"Lao Gao, you are so fierce!"

"Boss, you're awesome!"

"Oops~Lao Gao, can you be gentle with others~!"

"I want to eat the flower cake! I miss you...... I really like you, old man......

The scenes of his past with Pan Jinlian were quickly recalled by him.

A tear containing grief and reluctance fell from the corner of Elder High Blood Duck's eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes.

"Lotus Lotus...... I can't go to an appointment with you this time......

"If there is an afterlife, I still want to be the one in your heart...... Macho!"

The corpse of the High Blood Duck Elder "plopped" and fell from the air to the ground.

A puff of dust was raised.

The group of female disciples around them, seeing this scene, all had wide eyes and frightened faces!

No way! High...... Elder High Blood Duck was killed by an evil cultivator with a sword?!

I remember Elder High Blood Pressure, but the cultivation in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm!

Finished! Why is this evil cultivator so powerful?

Elder High Blood Duck is no match for him, what should we do?!

At this time, the female disciples were panicked.

The only person they can rely on is killed by the evil cultivators, doesn't that mean that they are going to die here?

Xia Zhining's face turned a little pale with fright, and she froze in place.

Guo Qingxia frowned, looking like she was facing a great enemy.

Liu Daji will also have a solemn face.

She realized the gravity of the matter.

"Hahahaha!"

Fan Beixuan laughed wildly, and his lewd gaze swept over the surrounding female disciples, "The old thing is dead, I can enjoy the prey one by one!"