Mu Fan didn't care about Meng Mengda at all, but he also knew Meng Mengda's ability, if he was just a Chengding monk, he believed that Meng Mengda could block it, and this guy's speed was his confidence.

At this time, more and more vines surrounded him, Mu Fan's heart sank, and as the vines increased, he felt that the constraints of space were getting tighter and tighter, as if the space was shrinking.

Mu Fan knew that this was an illusion caused by the vines extracting all the breath in the space, but this feeling made him very uncomfortable, if it wasn't for his realm constantly resisting, his situation would be even worse.

"Click!" Mu Fan's domain prototype collapsed at this time, and he blasted out without even thinking about it.

Thunder Powers!

The terrifying thunder arc gathered all the momentum at this moment, forming a thunder pillar that blasted through the encirclement of the vines, and the violent momentum exploded in the void.

Mu Fan's true yuan was half taken away at once, his face was a little pale, and he felt that his body was loose, and he rushed out without hesitation.

"Space collapse......" When the old man saw the terrifying thunder pillar, he subconsciously wanted to flee, but as soon as he turned around, he knew that he had made a stupid mistake.

Without even thinking about it, he sacrificed the wooden stick in his hand, and the endless vines instantly formed one defense after another in front of him, and at the same time, he pulled out the stick.

"Boom ......"

The thunder pillar blasted everything in front of it into nothingness with an extremely strong attitude, and the endless vine defenses were even more useless under the thunder pillar, and finally bombarded with the wooden stick in the old man's hand.

"Bang ......"

It was obviously the bombardment of the wooden stick and the thunder pillar, but it made the sound of metal colliding, and even the slightest ripple rippled in the void.

The old man flew out upside down, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, his lower abdomen was directly pierced by the thunder arc, and his clothes emitted a burning smell, he looked at Mu Fan with a shocked face, how many years has he not been so embarrassed?

He didn't expect Mu Fan to be so strong, if Mu Fan was allowed to grow up, who else would be his opponent in the future, even if it was the Heaven Survey Palace, there was no such genius!

The old man was extremely experienced in combat, and before he could stabilize his body, the wooden stick in his hand had already blasted out with the shadow of the stick in the sky.

But as soon as he made a move, he felt that his soul was loosening, as if he would leave his body at any time, the old man was extremely panicked, where did he dare to rush forward, and his body retreated wildly at this moment.

"I just want to leave now, it's too late to ......" Mu Fan's cold voice came, his divine sense swept out wildly, completely blending into the void under the operation of the Heavenly Channel, even if the old man's body kept retreating, he was able to capture the breath of the other party's divine soul.

"Dispossession ......"

At this moment, Mu Fan completely let go of his mind, and the power of divine consciousness and deprivation began to be assimilated.

The old man instinctively wanted to run away, but at this time, his eyes suddenly became dazed, and it seemed that some of the six gods had no master, Mu Fan snorted coldly, and the power of divine consciousness was crazy to pull the other party's soul.

"Soul ......" Mu Fan's divine sense suddenly appeared, the old man's face showed a look of struggle, Mu Fan slashed out without thinking about it, and at the same time spit out a mouthful of blood.

Almost at the moment when the knife fell, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see the sharp black mang sinking into his eyebrows.

"No ......"

The voice stopped abruptly, a white light suddenly flew out, Mu Fan snorted coldly, how could he let the old man's Yuan Shen escape, almost at the same time, his right hand quickly took it, and two black mangs flew out and directly strangled the old man's Yuan Shen.

Mu Fan looked in the direction of Meng Mengda, and without thinking about it, a wave of thunder arcs blasted over.

Although the old man was on the verge of going berserk, his divine sense had been staring at the battlefield on Mu Fan's side, and when he saw that even the old ancestor had fallen into Mu Fan's hands, he no longer had the heart to fight.

But before he could escape, Mu Fan had already slashed him with a knife, and under the terrifying thunder arc, he actually forgot to escape.

At this time, there was only one thought in his mind, "The Ninety-Five Sect is over......

"The Sky Survey Hall will not let you go......"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The thunder arc directly annihilated his figure, and Mu Fan didn't even look at this old man who took the tripod, and rushed directly to the disciples of the Ninety-Five Sect.

From Mu Fan's shot to the end, the whole process was definitely less than half a burnt incense, like Mu Fan and the old ancestor's fighting method was not something that others could interfere with, until Mu Fan killed the old man Chengding, they reacted from surprise.

A young man stood in front of all the disciples, and the whole person couldn't help but tremble, the man was not very old, but he was already in the Ning Dan realm.

"Mu Fan ......" The young man looked at Mu Fan with a gloomy face, his clenched fist was already bleeding but he didn't know it, he never thought that one day this kind of thing would happen in the Ninety-Five Sect, and he saw his father being killed and had no chance to do anything at all.

The horrific killing force alone had already suppressed all of them, including some of the Infant Monks.

As soon as Mu Fan landed on the square, he saw the young man rushing up, and he said lightly: "Wen Qingsheng, self-abandonment, I will let you go!"

"Haha, Mu Fan, it turns out that everyone is wrong about you. The revenge of killing my father, today I Wen Qingsheng and you don't share the sky, either you die, or I die!" Wen Qingsheng said with a hideous expression, and at the same time, several infant powerhouses had already surrounded him, and the highest cultivation was in the middle stage of infant transformation, and behind a few people, there were hundreds of disciples of the Ninety-Five Sect.

"Swear to defend the Ninety-Five Sect to the death!"

"Swear to defend the Ninety-Five Sect to the death!"

"Don't wear the sky together, don't die endlessly......"

...... The disciples of the Ninety-Five Sect in the back were even more murderous, and a violent aura formed in the square blasted over, if the eyes could kill, Mu Fan had died I don't know how many times.

Mu Fan didn't seem to see these people, his gaze fell on Wen Qingsheng's body, "I only said the last time, self-abandonment of cultivation, get out of the Ninety-Five Sect! Otherwise, you ......will die."

"There is only Wen Qingsheng who died in battle, and there is no Wen Qingsheng who is stealing his life......" Wen Qingsheng showed a resolute look on his face, and rushed forward with a green sword, and at the same time, the other two infant powerhouses also rushed up, and those disciples behind also took action.

Mu Fan sighed in his heart, and then his expression turned cold, "Since this is the case, then I will fulfill your ......" As soon as the words fell, the thunder knife in the sky slashed down.

The terrifying thunder knife continued to blast out in a fan-shape, not to mention that Wen Qingsheng was only a small condensing pill stage, even a few infant cultivators could not escape the range of the thunder arc under these thunder knives.

The sound of anger and wailing kept coming, one after another thunder knives fell, one figure after another fell, Mu Fan stood in the void, whether it was the disciples of the Ninety-Five Sect who wanted to escape or the disciples who rushed up and fought desperately, they were killed one after another.

In the end, Mu Fan didn't even have the interest to look at it, and as waves of thunderbolts fell, some of the buildings and peaks of the Ninety-Five Sect were constantly bombarded into ruins......

(To be continued...... ）