Seeing how powerful Wang Gan was, the Holy Lord of the Yellow Wind dared to be careless, so he directly took out all the means without any reservations.

With the Xunfeng Holy Fan in his hand, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord let out a long roar, and slammed the Holy Fan in his hand, that is, the rolling wind was raging, and the cyan divine wind blew everywhere, and the void collapsed inch by inch, forming a wind dragon roaring towards Wang Gan. This scene is amazing, under one fan, the space collapses, the vast wind howls, and the mountains and mountains are not a problem.

"Wang Qian, look at the power of my Xunfeng Holy Fan, a fan that breaks the world!"

A fan breaks the Qiankun, the supreme mastery of the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, under a fan, the Qiankun is shattered, the sun and the moon are lightless, the wind and thunder are howling, and the living beings are destroyed, it is really a first-class powerful means, even Wang Qian's expression is condensed, and he saw the power in this fan, under this fan, the power and divine power laws of the Yellow Wind Holy Lord are all condensed together, and the holy weapon of the Xunfeng Holy Fan has really reached a peak level, which is even stronger than the power of the Four Elephants Qianyuan Array just now.

The strength of one person is even more powerful than the combination of four people, and you can imagine the strength of this Yellow Wind Holy Lord.

But what kind of person is Wang Gan, he has experienced a hundred battles, he has rich experience, and the Taiyi monks who died in his hands have the number of hands, where is it so easy to deal with, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord Holy Fan waved, he already saw the power of it, naturally he was fighting against each other, and he made a bold move.

Buzzing, the bell was vast, a chaotic-colored ancient bell suddenly appeared, Wang Qian's hand for a while, the chaos bell resounded through the heavens and the earth, heavy chaos ripples everywhere, the void seemed to be frozen, that is, the violent wind dragon played by the Xunfeng Holy Fan of the Yellow Wind Holy Lord was constantly worn out by waves of endless chaos ripples.

The Yellow Wind Holy Lord was taken aback, the power of Wang Gan's Chaos Bell was beyond his imagination, what a powerful magical power his fan was to break through the world, it was wiped out like this, how could it not be shocking, he clearly saw that everywhere Wang Qian's bell rang, the rolling divine wind he fanned out was gradually suppressed, and the fierce destruction power contained in it gradually disappeared.

Needless to say, in the snap of a finger, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord suffered a lot of losses under Wang Gan's move.

Wang Gan didn't care about the thoughts in his heart, his hands didn't stop, once he started, it was done in one go, continuously, he held the Chaos Clock, one step across a large distance, and the chaotic void under his feet seemed to have become a smooth road, pointing to the sky and the earth, rolling and killing.

Wang Qian shouted, his whole body was condensed, all concentrated on the Chaos Bell and then threw it forward, whining and howling, the Chaos Bell smashed like a vast mountain.

Wang Gan doesn't use any magical powers now, he just crushes a qiē with pure and arrogant power, even in the face of a leader among the Taiyi monks like the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, it is the same, his Chaos Bell is extremely heavy, and he has been constantly condensed by him, I don't know how many heavenly and earthly treasures have been integrated, the Holy Lord's essence, and now this time it has finally shown the divine power of the world.

There was a loud bang, as if countless mountains had collapsed, thousands of worlds had been shattered, and where the Chaos Bell had passed, the void had been shattered, and clusters of Chaos Qi had collapsed everywhere, and with a buzz, the huge Chaos Bell had already come to the Yellow Wind Holy Lord.

"Oh no!

The Yellow Wind Holy Lord was horrified in his heart, Wang Gan's move was too fierce, the Chaos Bell smashed over wildly, coupled with the whistling of the bell, suppressing time and space, he instantly felt that the space around him had turned into an iron plate, and it became extremely difficult to move, such a situation was clearly fighting with him!

Yes, this is Wang Gan's plan, his comprehension of the Barbarian Divine Rules is definitely above the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, his physical body is invincible, and he is too lazy to play other tricks with the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, that is, to crush it with absolute power, that Chaos Bell is everywhere, suppressing the ten directions of heaven and earth, time and space, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord has no way to dodge his move, the only thing he can do is to fight with him according to Wang Gan's meaning, and compete with him for pure strength and strength.

This is the power of Wang Gan's move, otherwise, if he kills with this big bell, people can dodge it casually, and it will not be a powerful trick.

The most important thing about this move is that the power of the Chaos Bell can suppress time and space, and with the supreme and wild strength and momentum, the opponent cannot move as he wants, but can only shake him face to face!

Shocked, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord is also the strongest among the Taiyi monks, and he understood what Wang Gan meant when his mind turned, and he was extremely angry, his Yellow Wind Holy Lord did not have much attainment in pure strength, although he entered the barbarian ruins and comprehended the barbarian gods, his strength has increased, but it is not too obvious, purely in terms of strength, compared to others, there is not much advantage, and now in the face of an enemy like Wang Gan, that is, to attack the enemy's strength with his own shortcomings, this is really a big mistake.

Even so, now that he has been forced into a corner by Wang Gan, he can't fight hard if he wants to, he roared wildly, and the Xunfeng Holy Fan in his hand emitted a divine light, and he hit the Chaos Bell.

Boom, loud noise, at this moment, the confrontation between Wang Qian and the Yellow Wind Holy Lord was huge, that is, the many Taiyi monks who were constantly fighting around them were taken aback, and the movements in their hands slowed down slightly, and in the blink of an eye, they saw a chaotic-colored mushroom cloud suddenly rising, and then a yellow figure flew out.

Needless to say, the figure that flew out was the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord fought hard with Wang Gan this time, it was extremely uncomfortable, he just felt a brutal force crushing over, the Xunfeng Holy Fan in his hand clicked, it looked like it was about to break, and the aura on the fan also dimmed in an instant, obviously it was a big collision this time, his Xunfeng Holy Fan suffered a big loss, and he himself staggered, and he was suddenly blown out, his chest was stuffy, blood sprayed wildly, seriously injured, it was seriously injured, a collision made the Yellow Wind Holy Lord seriously injured, Wang Gan's divine power can be imagined。

"Ah, Wang Qian, you brute, all the brothers will shoot together and kill this person!"

The Yellow Wind Holy Lord finally stabilized himself, and felt that his strength had suddenly gone to three percent, and the injuries on his body were very severe, and it would take a lot of energy to fully recover, which made him even more angry, and with a fierce roar, he rushed towards Wang Qian again covered in blood.

Angry, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord was completely angry, this time he suffered a big loss, he originally thought that Wang Gan's strength was not very good, who knew that it was so difficult, he was seriously injured by others when he shot it personally, and the number of Taiyi monks gathered here was too much, just now in just a moment he saw a lot of acquaintances, these people all saw his wolf bèi unbearable appearance, this loss of face is really not small, I can't wait to kill Wang Gan immediately, to wash away his shame.

The other four people were also shocked by the scene just now, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, it was their boss, his strength was unfathomable, and in the entire Flood Desolation God Realm, many Taiyi monks did not dare to say that they could defeat the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, but now, Wang Qian really made the Yellow Wind Holy Lord suffer a big loss.

Shocked, they heard the roar of the Yellow Wind Holy Lord again, and the four of them couldn't be calm anymore, they all shouted angrily, and killed Wang Gan.

"Wang Qian, take your life!"

"You're going to die today!"

A roar, heavy murderous aura tumbling and rolling, stirring thousands of miles, the battlefield on their side was too fierce, and everyone next to them retreated for a long distance, for fear of being affected, and waited until it was a little safer, and then they fought again, fighting for the heart of destruction.

"Haha, you five wastes go up together, if you want to snatch my broken heart, I don't think you want to live today. ”

Wang Qian laughed, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

"Now there are too many people fighting for the Heart of Destruction, and it is not too much to fight wildly, although the strength of most people is not very good, but hundreds of thousands of Taiyi monks are fighting, it is not a joke, it seems that I need to kill fiercely and establish my prestige, so that even if there are still people who want to seize the Heart of Destruction in my hands, the number will be greatly reduced!"

While drinking, Wang Gan had several thoughts in his heart, and he was determined to be sure, and he was ready to kill.

The first to kill Wang Gan were the four Taiyi monks under the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, these people Wang Gan didn't know their names, but he didn't care about them, in his eyes, these four people would be dead in the next moment, and there was no need for the dead to remember.

"Heartless Arrow!"

With a roar, Wang Gan felt a wisp of sharp edge, and the ruthless and resolute qi locked on him, Huo Ran turned around, and saw that among the four people, one was holding a blood-colored bow and arrow, and a blood-colored arrow emitted a bloody light, and the poignant and cruel breath was terrifying.

His eyes condensed, and he secretly admired in his heart, this Taiyi monk is also extraordinary, the power of his arrow is not to be underestimated by Wang Gan, this is a decisive arrow, a decisive arrow, condensed this person's spirit, and sent out a powerful arrow.

Ruthless arrow, not only ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless to yourself, this arrow shoots, depleting seventy percent of the essence and blood vitality of a Taiyi monk, it is really a weird and ruthless supernatural power.

"Okay, Ruthless Holy Lord, your arrow will at least seriously injure him. ”

When a Taiyi monk next to him saw this scene, he shouted, his eyes were full of joy, but he knew the horror of this arrow.

Wang Gan's heart moved, he knew that the person who shoots the arrow is called the Ruthless Holy Lord, and it is really not a simple role that can achieve Taiyi's cultivation, just the power of this arrow, it can be seen that the strength of this Ruthless Saint Lord is also very good, and the Ruthless Bow in his hand, the Desperate Arrow is also a rare holy weapon.

The big bow trembled, and a blood-red light flashed away, the speed was unimaginable, it seemed to transcend time and space, and it killed Wang Qian's eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

"It's a ruthless arrow, but if you want to shoot my Wang Qian, it's still impossible!"

Admiration in his heart, Wang Gan still sneered, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, his arm waved, pulling out countless phantoms, and then stopped suddenly, and his palm grabbed the desperate arrow!

Buzzing, the arrows trembled, but Wang Gan's palm was full of brilliant divine light, and the power contained in it was simply terrifying, and this supreme arrow could no longer advance even the slightest.

"Impossible, you can catch my ruthless arrow with your bare hands, how is this possible!"

The pale face of the Ruthless Holy Lord was full of horror, Wang Gan's move frightened him at once, how could this be possible, what a terrifying scene this was, even if Wang Gan's powerful arrow dodged directly, and didn't hit the target, it would be okay, what made the Ruthless Holy Lord desperate was that Wang Gan didn't dodge or dodge, and actually caught his arrow with one hand, which had already destroyed his Dao heart, his arrow path!

"Nothing is impossible, Ruthless Holy Lord, right, I let you send this ruthless arrow is worthy of you, now you will die for me!"

Wang Gan laughed loudly, with a wave of his arm, the supreme divine power was sent out fiercely, and a blood-colored arrow in his hand disappeared without a trace, and even the speed of lightning was like this.

Ah, an earth-shattering howl sounded, and it came to an abrupt end in an instant, and the body of the Ruthless Holy Lord fell suddenly, never getting up again, and there was a blood-colored arrow stuck in his eyebrows, which was his own desperate arrow!

Those who are good at water are drowning, and the ruthless holy lord is full of arrows, but in the end he dies under his own desperate arrows, which can be regarded as the greatest sorrow.

This action is a long story, in fact, it is a matter of a moment, the Ruthless Holy Lord shot a lore arrow, and then Wang Gan grabbed the arrow with his bare hands, and then shot back fiercely, the Ruthless Holy Lord fell on the spot, this series of actions came too fast, and in the blink of an eye, the Ruthless Holy Lord was killed by Wang Gan with a desperate arrow, and the true spirit of the Yuan God was completely shattered under the terrifying arrow qi.

One step out, Wang Gan ignored the horror of everyone, grabbed the remnants of the Ruthless Holy Lord, and the Chaos Bell appeared in front of him with a bang, and with a pop, the remnants of the Ruthless Saint Lord turned into a cloud of blood mist on the spot, and the essence and blood vitality began to be refined by the Chaos Bell.

Even the ruthless bow, the desperate arrow Wang Gan did not let go, this set of holy weapons is not bad, and the materials used are also treasures of heaven and earth, which has a good benefit to his Chaos Bell, and was naturally directly thrown by Wang Gan to the Chaos Bell for refining.

Although this set of bows and arrows is also a holy weapon, it is not difficult to directly shatter and refine it with Wang Qian's current methods.

Blood Sacrifice! See Blood Sacrifice Again! Wang Gan Now the Blood Sacrifice Taiyi Monk has a lot of experience, refining it is called a pleasure, and in the blink of an eye, the spirit of the Ruthless Holy Lord and his holy weapon were refined by Wang Gan on the spot, and the Chaos Bell buzzed and trembled around him, like an active elf, the chaotic light flowed, and obviously made great progress.

"Ah, Wang Gan, you brute, you are so cruel that you actually sacrificed the blood of the Ruthless Holy Lord!

Wang Gan started to kill, blood sacrifice magic weapon, this qiē came too fast, and when he finished this qiē thing, the Yellow Wind Holy Lord killed him from a distance, he just fought hard with Wang Gan, and was shocked to fly thousands of miles away, and now he killed it again, and then he saw Wang Gan's extremely bloody scene.

"Yellow Wind Holy Lord, what's the use of what you say, since you have found my head, then you must be ready to fall. ”

Wang Gancai didn't bother to pay attention to the roar of the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, he made a move again in a flash, since he started killing, then what was the hesitation, kill the enemy first, this is Wang Gan's experience along the way, he doesn't give anyone a chance to turn the tables.

Now that a ruthless Holy Lord has died, counting the Yellow Wind Holy Lord and four people who have killed him, where can he stop.

Whew, the void trembled, Wang Gan appeared in front of a Taiyi monk, this person's eyes were dark, and he found that Wang Gan had killed him, his heart trembled, and a feeling of fear suddenly rose, regardless of wanting to show his killer skills.

"Ah, Wang Qian, you will die for me, ten thousand demons and mixed yuan!"

This person roared, and a heavy gang qi was shot out in his hand, condensed like a substance, forming a big gang qi hand, crystal solid, the simple pattern made up for it, and the vast demonic spirit burst out, but with a wisp of mixed yuan true intent, it was very extraordinary, the momentum was violent, and it was bombarded by Wang Gan.

"What kind of ten thousand demons are mixed with Yuan Dagang, all of them will be broken for me!"

Wang Gan sneered, and directly slapped his palm, and the sound of collapse was endless, and the big hand was torn and shattered by him on the spot, and the big hand was like the sky, and it was suppressed fiercely, and with a poof, this person was beaten by Wang Gan.

The blood mist was misty, staining the void red, and another Taiyi monk was blown up by Wang Gan, and the Chaos Bell roared out and refined it fiercely again.

Wang Gan didn't care about anything else, killed this person, and then started killing again, as soon as he pointed out, it was the immeasurable sword qi like mountains and rivers spewed out, and the sharp qi machine killed the immortals, and with a pop, it pierced the forehead of a Taiyi monk, and destroyed his Yuan Shen True Spirit on the spot.

In two moves in a row, Wang Gan's divine power was crushed, and the sword qi of Zhu Xian pierced, that is, the two Taiyi monks fell, the speed of this killing was too fast, and it added up to less than one breath, and the Holy Lord of the Yellow Wind was just about to make a move on Wang Gan, when he saw a flash of green light, and two more people were killed on his side.

Of the five Taiyi monks, there were only two of them left in a short period of time, and such a tragic scene was even the Yellow Wind Holy Lord's heart.

"Ah, Wang Gan, you devil, a sword and thunder, give me death!"

In addition to the Yellow Wind Holy Lord, there is still a Taiyi monk left on the side of the Ten Thousand Demon City, called the Wind and Thunder Holy Lord, he saw his companions being killed by Wang Gan one after another, and under the panic in his heart, he was even more resentful, and a holy sword appeared in his hand, and he killed it directly.

"Hmph, you also want to kill me with this little kendo cultivation, you are really looking for death, punish the immortal with a sword, and destroy the true spirit!"

Wang Gan pointed like a sword, slashed fiercely, and condensed a Zhuxian sword qi, although he did not specialize in cultivating the sword path of Zhuxian like Ao Gu, but he also studied for a lot of time, and now this sword is killed, the sword qi is like silk, extremely sharp, and in the sneer, he crushed the wind and thunder sword qi, and then brushed it, like a lightning essence, broke through the air, and instantly cut off the head of the wind and thunder holy lord.

So far, only the Holy Lord of the Yellow Wind is left, and the other four Taiyi monks have all been killed by Wang Gan, so ferocious and ruthless, you can imagine Wang Gan's current majesty.