Ling Fan roared, his fist prints were incomparably bright, and he smashed wildly into Sikong Severe's head.

He believes that the vitality of the evolutionary of the Channeling Energy Realm should not be underestimated, and it is not necessarily possible to die if the heart is broken, and it is better to break the head to protect it.

Sikong Duan couldn't react in such a short period of time, and before he could get up, Ling Fan's fist was already in front of him.

"No!"

Sikong Xuan roared wildly, and the energy in his body poured out like crazy, smashing at Ling Fan indiscriminately, in an attempt to resolve the crisis.

But he never overrode Ling Fan, and the energy gushing out of his palms had just come out a little, and the other party's fist had already smashed into his left and right foreheads.

Boom!

It's like the sound of dropping a watermelon on the ground.

Black, white, and red scattered in all directions, splashing Ling Fan's face.

At this moment, everything seemed to stand still, and only the energy spewed out of Sikong Severe's palm reluctantly completed the master's will.

A thin wisp of black energy was like a gust of wind blowing, stirring the corners of Ling Fan's clothes and hair.

Bursts of roars suddenly erupted from the tall buildings around them, congratulating Ling Fan and themselves.

The crisis has finally been resolved.

Ling Fan didn't care about everyone's voices, he wiped the black, white and red on his face and jumped back.

The evolutionary of this kind of evil qi might have some strange means, and Ling Fan had to guard against it.

Sure enough, after Ling Fan jumped away, a ghostly soul swished out of the corpse.

"Ling Fan, I won't let you go, Senluo Hall won't let you go!"

The severed soul floated out of the corpse, and fled into the distance without looking back, swearing with a vicious curse in his mouth.

Sikong Xuan is the secret method of the Senluo Palace, and the strong people above the Guiding Energy Realm can practice, and they can save a life after the physical body is destroyed.

But if you want to cultivate back to the original realm, it will take a long time, unless there are strange things in heaven and earth, then it is a different matter.

Many evolutionary sects have similar secret methods, after all, a powerhouse of the Channeling Energy Realm is still very important to the sect.

Not to mention the "Control Realm" powerhouse that is stronger than the Channeling Energy Realm, which is the pillar of the sect and has more means to save his life.

The more powerful the evolutionary, the more they cherish life.

Ling Fan frowned as he looked at the supersonic soul running away, he didn't expect the other party to have such a move, and he failed to completely kill Sikong Xuan.

"If I can destroy you once, I can destroy you again! Hell, when the time comes, I will personally step into your sect!"

Faced with Sikong Duan's escape, Ling Fan was not so worried, he didn't believe that Sikong Duan could immediately recover his strength after escaping with his soul state.

Even if the other party recovers, he is confident that he will kill the other party again.

Even, Ling Fan had even more crazy plans, as long as his strength improved a little more, he would definitely overturn the Senluo Palace.

At the moment when Sikong Broken Soul fled, everyone from the Qin Zun Group had already rushed back to Ling Fan's side from a distance.

The crowd looked at Ling Fan as if looking up at the stars, excited.

Yi Xiaohuan walked up to Ling Fan, gently wiped the filth off his forehead with his fingers, and said, "Can you still stand it?"

Glancing at Sikong Xuan, who only had a cavity left, Ling Fan reached out and retrieved the purple sword and inserted it into the scabbard.

Then he looked at Yi Xiaohuan and said with a smile: "I'm fine." Don't let people touch the corpse, I still have something to do!"

He didn't immediately put the body in the storage space, so many people outside were broadcasting, he felt that the storage treasure was very extraordinary, and if it was exposed, it would cause more trouble.

Hearing Ling Fan's words, Yi Xiaohuan tapped his head, his face relaxed slightly, raised a faint smile, and said, "Be careful." ”

Ling Fan nodded, his figure flickered, and he ran towards the base of the Shenzhou Qin City Branch.

Erha took a step and wanted to follow, but seeing that Ling Fan had already rushed out hundreds of thousands of meters, it snorted helplessly twice, so it had to give up.

What Ling Fan was going to do, Yi Xiaohuan could probably think of it in her heart, looking at the direction Ling Fan was going, she was even more sure.

"Start cleaning up the scene! Don't move the corpse that is broken, wait for Ling Fan to come back and dispose of it! Assign fifty people to clean up the ruins......!"

Yi Xiaohuan began to give orders one after another, Ling Fan fought on the front line, and she would deal with the aftermath one by one.

The rest of the senior leaders of the Qinzun Group did not have any objections to Yi Xiaohuan's command, and faintly, Yi Xiaohuan had become the speaker of the Qinzun Group.

The people on the rooftops of the surrounding buildings were so excited that they were amazed that they could witness such a wonderful battle as ordinary people.

There are hundreds of live broadcast accounts, each of which has increased a huge amount of click traffic, and it is impossible to imagine how many people are watching.

Some people even watch several live broadcasts at the same time, because different angles will present different combat perspectives.

Some evolutionaries analyzed Ling Fan's fighting style and moves through live broadcasts.

The outside world has been boiling, and both the aborigines and the people of the folded space are in an uproar.

For these, Ling Fan didn't have the heart to pay attention to them at the moment, he wanted to go to a place to take a look.

"With such a big movement, the Shenzhou branch didn't move at all, it shouldn't be!"

Ling Fan was running, thinking in his heart.

No matter how powerful Sikong Xuan is, the people in the Qin City branch don't even show their heads, and it's too much to say.

Ling Fan wanted to go and see why, as the captain of the Dragon Team of the Shenzhou Headquarters, his identity was still above Fang Cheng.

If he is not given a satisfactory explanation, he does not mind taking Fang Cheng in his place.

Qin Zun Building is only about ten miles away from the base of the Shenzhou Branch.

Within a minute, Ling Fan rushed to the ground.

"Huh, hehe, someone is blocking the door!"

He immediately spotted Xiong Batian's figure.

Xiong Batian didn't dodge at all, he was full of confidence, as the leader of the Black Bear Clan, the strength of the Guiding Energy Realm, if it wasn't for the fear of hot weapons, he could even slaughter the city directly.

Ling Fan walked towards Xiong Batian, his gaze was cold, and he could tell by his size that this guy was definitely not human.

When Ling Fan was still dozens of meters away from Xiong Batian, Xiong Batian suddenly felt it, he twisted his huge head and looked behind.

"Huh, who are you!?"

Xiong Batian's voice was like thunder, very loud, and his fist-sized eyes looked at Ling Fan, surprised in his heart.

The popularity of the people is extraordinary, and the aura behind him is shrouded, although he is covered with blood, but he is full of momentum.

Ling Fan didn't answer, and asked rhetorically, "How long do you plan to block the door here?"

Xiong Batian turned his body with a snort, his height far exceeded the scope of human beings on the earth, and his tower-like body was extremely oppressive.

"Boy, you ......"

Before Xiong Batian could finish speaking, Ling Fan kicked his feet, the aura behind him followed like a shadow, and the phantom of the green dragon appeared, and he smashed it with his fist.

There is no need to ask anything more, Ling Fan already knows what is going on, this tower-like guy must be Sikong Xuan's gang, blocking the people of Shenzhou for Sikong Xuan.

Xiong Batian didn't expect Ling Fan to do it directly without saying a word, it was even more bearish than a black bear......

Boom.

Xiong Batian raised his palm to defend, and the fierce force was transmitted to him, making him take a step back.

"Are you Ling Fan?"