Su Fan stretched out his hand and patted the soil on his pants, and said with a smile: "Sneak attacks are quite powerful, since you like sneak attacks so much, I wonder if you can withstand other people's sneak attacks?"

With that, he reached out and gently wiped it on the Qiankun ring.

The next moment, the demon wind in the entire Bai'an City was everywhere, and the gray demon mist continued to fly out from Su Fan's hands.

And in his hand, a dark purple book was slowly turning over by him.

Nine Heavens Demon Soul Book!

"Found it!"

Su Fan suddenly stopped turning his hand and said with a smile on his face: "The natural assassin is a strange ghost roar, I hope you can have fun." ”

For a while, there was an earth-shattering roar from the Nine Heavens Demon Soul Book, and then a gray phantom slowly appeared.

The phantom had no body, only a head the size of a lion, and its appearance was the same as that of a beast lion, but it had a sharp horn on the top of its head, and it was murderous.

The monks who saw this scene were also panicked, and they stood there one by one, not knowing what to do.

Some of them had never seen the monster, but they were more frightened by the appearance of this ghost roar.

Those who had seen the ghost roar were even more frightened, and hurriedly arranged a defensive formation for themselves, and even the treasure armor that had been treasured for many years was also passed out.

"The ninth layer of the Northern Desolate Demon Shrine guards the demon, the ghost roars!"

"How is it possible, why can Su Fan summon such a demon, the ghost roar was obviously killed back then. ”

"Damn, why did the people of the Immortal Dao Palace sneak attack, now that they provoked the ghost roar, you can find a way to deal with it yourself. ”

"The monk's nightmare, the ghost roar is an invisible assassin, and it is almost easy to assassinate me in such a strange way. ”

“......”

Those monks who knew the ghost roar were terrified, and even several of the funeral attendants in the coffin were also frightened to arrange magic circles around the coffin.

The people of the Ashen Dao Palace also knew about the existence of the ghost roar, but they didn't know much about it, especially these two palace masters.

They were the youngest in the room, and they knew how terrible the ghost roared was.

But the title of monk's nightmare is not idle talk, and the horror of the ghost's roar is killed from the monks.

Su Fan looked at the looming gray air flow in front of him, and said with a smile: "Come and don't be rude, little girl, this ghost roar is my gift to you." ”

He is now letting out a ghost roar, also to force Mu Yiren to appear.

From the moment he appeared in the Divine Dao Palace, he had already sensed the aura of Dao Mu Yiren, so as long as he did something to these two apprentices, Mu Yiren, as a master, would not be able to sit still.

It's time to settle the accounts at this time.

Under the horrified gaze of everyone, the ghost roar slowly disappeared, and even the sound was not noticeable.

But the more this happened, the more panicked the hearts of the people became, how could they not be worried in the face of an invisible and intangible threat?

Su Fan also saw the opportunity, and at the moment when everyone was distracted, there was a crisp sound from his position, and a terrifying wave of qi flew out from behind him.

The next moment, his whole body had already rushed into the crowd, and the screams also sounded at this moment.

The advantage of physical cultivation is that it is close to the body, once the monk is close, it is almost impossible to get rid of it and escape, let alone a person like Su Fan who has many mundane exercises.

The physique has crushed everyone present, even the ordinary bells and whistles are unbearable ordeal for everyone.

I saw that Su Fan's posture was light, like a spirit ape, constantly flashing and jumping in the crowd, and none of the people who came to stop him could resist his punch, and it was undoubtedly not a serious injury to retreat.

The people in mid-air looked at Su Fan who was wolf into the flock, and they were also terrified in their hearts.

"Is this the strength of Immortal Su Fan? We really don't have the slightest strength to fight back in front of him. ”

"Physical cultivation is really terrifying, no one can look at it closely. ”

"Baihui Sanren, Venerable Wuxiu, Blood Demon Forest Martial ...... These characters who have been famous for a long time have actually been defeated. ”

"It's the same here in the Ashrami Palace, the dean and vice president of the Rite Theater are seriously injured, it's just a face-to-face effort, and they are already suffering heavy casualties. ”

“......”

Looking at the situation below, many people are also secretly relieved.

They weren't stupid yet, so they went down to fight against Su Fan.

It's not a good thing that the spectators become the entrants.

At this time, there was a sudden change on the side of the Mushin Palace.

The red-robed palace master who was originally watching the battle not only suddenly screamed, but then the whole person subconsciously fainted and almost fell.

If it weren't for the purple-robed palace master on the side, I was afraid that the red-robed palace master would have fallen.

"What's going on?" the purple-robed palace master frowned and looked around.

For some reason, she had the feeling that she was being targeted by something, and a faint murderous aura permeated them.

"Ghost Roar!"

Some sharp-eyed people discovered the injuries on the red-robed palace master's body, especially the little bead of blood that slowly emerged from the red-robed palace master's eyebrows.

What is left by sharp things is at least an existence that can kill with one blow.

With the skills of the red-robed palace master, it is impossible to encounter such an injury without reacting, but I am afraid that there will only be a ghost roar without a trace.

For a while, those who wanted to do it secretly also gave up in their hearts and gave up the idea of sneaking up on Su Fan.

It was true that they wanted to sneak attack Su Fan, but what they had to face was a ghost roar that had been hidden, and if they didn't succeed in sneaking up, the one who died would definitely be them.

It was the red-robed palace master who sneaked up on her before, but now she was seriously injured by the ghost roar, and even a person like her who was at the peak of the tribulation could not stop her, what else did they do?

"Sanqingyang - Door!"

At the head of the Daozi Courtyard, the white-robed Wen Zhisheng opened his lips and teeth lightly, and the magic tricks in his hands were also played one after another.

At this time, the entire Bai'an City began to shake, and a wide and hideous stone gate that was comparable to the mountains on three sides suddenly appeared, completely enveloping Su Fan inside.

The stone doors on three sides are of different colors, and there are strange stone statues of animal heads carved on them.

The first is the head of a beast with its claws stretched out to cover its eyes, a bloody mouth is wide open, the second is a beast head covering its ears, its mouth is open at the same time as its eyes wide, and the third is a beast head covering its mouth.

The three beast heads each had their own form, but at the moment when the three-sided stone gate surrounded Su Fan, Wen Zhisheng shot again.

"Sanqingyang - Sword!"

The spell changed with the soft cry in his mouth, and the whole ground shook again, but this time there was no scene of the ground shaking, but one by one the broken stone tiles flew up.

In mid-air, a spiritual aura sword shadow flew out of Wen Zhisheng's hand, and the position happened to fall in the middle of the three-sided stone door package.

The rubble tiles flew up, and they all attached to this aura sword shadow.

In the blink of an eye, a sky-cutting stone sword suddenly appeared, the sword momentum was fierce, and the sword qi surrounded it, like the head of ten thousand swords in the world.

Su Fan looked at the condensed stone sword above his head, and threw out a disciple of the Divine Dao Palace with a flick of his hand.

"Mu Yiren's Sanqingyang Magic Method? It seems that this old bastard is not hiding the ordinary depth, and his apprentice is actually not those two palace masters!"

He naturally knew the power of the Sanqingyang Mystic Method, after all, he had also felt it back then, but this exercise was only qualified to learn by Mu Yiren's lineage, and the rest of the people could not learn it.

And only those who can truly comprehend are qualified to become disciples of his Mu Yiren.

Now Wen Zhisheng has used the Sanqingyang magic method, which means that Mu Yiren has been waiting, the two palace masters are just on the bright side, and the real person has been in the Daozi Courtyard.

It's kind of interesting.

After preparing for so many thousand years, is it just to kill him?

"Sanqingyang - sealed!"

"Sanqingyang - fall!"

Wen Zhisheng's magic trick changed, and a layer of dense sweat appeared on his forehead, obviously this move also had a great burden on him.

With the change of his moves, the three-sided stone gate suddenly began to shake, squeezing frantically from the inside out, and the same was true of the long sword hanging high in the air, falling with the change of the magic technique.

Su Fan glanced at the stone gate squeezed from three sides, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

This Wen Zhisheng's ability is really good, and this Sanqingyang magic method alone already has a good appearance.

However, there is still a gap with Mu Yiren, and these three-sided stone gates can't control him!

Immediately, at the moment when the stone sword fell, Su Fan raised his hand and walked towards the beast head stone gate that covered his eyes, and when he touched the beast head stone gate, his eyes turned black in an instant.

Endless darkness struck, and there was no light in sight, and everywhere as far as the eye could see, there was darkness that could not be seen.

This door is deprived of the sense of wait-and-see, and there is no vision at all.

Su Fan seemed to have guessed it a long time ago, and raised his fist and smashed it hard.

"Boom-"

A dull sound suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and the stone door began to extend countless cracks from below, spreading all the way up, and it looked terrifying.

A trace of surprise flashed in Wen Zhisheng's eyes, as if he didn't expect his move to be cracked so easily, so he changed the magic trick in his hand again.

This time, the Sky Slashing Stone Sword suddenly fell, and it was lightning.

"Boom-"

There was another tremor, and the entire ground also shook, along with countless cracks, and the ground sagged violently, and circles of fracture layers appeared.

Bai'an City was also dusty, and the entire city was ruined in an instant.

"Is it over? Could it be that Immortal Su Fan was killed by this sword?"

"I didn't expect there to be such a figure in the younger generation, it seems that there is a new sword immortal in the Wushen Dao Palace. ”

"In the future, it will definitely be the posture of a sword immortal, and Mu Yiren has a successor. ”

"Impossible, how could Su Fan die so easily?

“......”

For a while, the figures all over the sky began to talk.

If Wen Zhisheng had the ability to kill Su Fan, the prestige of the Divine Dao Palace would be even more profound in the future, but ......

Is this possible?

Not to mention how strong Su Fan's physique is, just one Wen Zhisheng, I'm afraid it's not enough to kill Su Fan, right?

Ten thousand years of accumulation, how can it be so unbearable?

Among the people present, almost half of them were biased towards Su Fan's fine, after all, they all knew Su Fan's strength and knew that the other party would not be killed so easily.

But it's not a way to talk about it now, and if you want to know the specific situation, you can only get rid of the smoke.

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