Chapter Ninety-Three: Killing the King

The silent night, the noisy Tianxiang Building, the throbbing hearts, and the scenes of slaughter were all overshadowed by Pang Shijun's mighty sword. Feeling his undisguised astonishing killing intent, and the terrifying sword qi was pressing for his life in an instant, Mo Fan put away his playful heart and coldly responded to the opponent's extremely extreme moves.

Where the sword goes, there is no regret, and the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road. In the face of Pang Shijun's extremely killing move, Mo Fan's eyes were cold and did not retreat, but advanced, and Yuan Gong made a fierce move, "Dragon Roar Nine Heavens"! With a proud snort, the dragon chant suddenly resounded throughout the nine nights, and there was no other noise in heaven and earth.

This unexpected sonic attack, the entire second floor of Tianxiang Building suffered, and the power of Mo Fan's indiscriminate move added a little bit to the power. After the dragon chanted, the eyes were full of sorrow, and the Tianxiang Building, which was extremely exquisitely decorated, had become a dilapidated building.

The sound of everyone hugging their heads and screaming is endless, and then the grief of losing their loved ones comes and goes, and the unjustified disaster makes people sad and inexplicable, so it is not desolate.

The sound wave resonated with the heaven and the earth, and everyone was bleeding from all five organs, and some people with poor skills were stunned alive, even if they were shocked to death, there were many people. Even Pang Shijun was not lightly injured, at this moment he had a headache and his five organs were churning, and he came out with a mouthful of blood, his face was pale without a trace of blood.

Mo Fan took Pang Shijun's move, and his injuries were extremely serious, his left arm hung weakly, and the white bones were gushing with blood. If it weren't for his instinctive sideways, he would have shattered his heart at this moment.

Unable to treat his own injuries, Mo Fan's heart was cold, and he seized the opportunity to bully him to attack hard. The back foot kicked the ground and borrowed strength, Mo Fanxun was unstoppable if the lightning and flint, and the person moved his fist to the force of his chest and back to be invincible, Pang Shijun had already flown upside down to the outside of the zhang before he could react, and then slammed to the ground.

"Poof..."

Blood splattered in the air, and Pang Shijun's heart was shattered by Mo Fan's fierce fist. At the moment of life and death, at this moment, he also felt what was called fear, and hurriedly took out the life-saving elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, how could there be a trace of the unyielding spirit of the swordsman.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, how could Mo Fan let him go, he was chasing after him like a streamer, and he was extremely scheming with life and death. Revenge is his consistent style, as long as he kills together, there is no room for things to turn around.

What about Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion?

What about Douwang?

Mo Fan swore to kill the person in front of him, but he didn't want Li Dashan to be embarrassed, so he didn't use the Extreme Blade. And Li Dashan also knew his temperament very well, and knew that even if he pleaded for mercy, it would be in vain, so he had no choice but to remain silent.

"Die, old fellow. Extreme Frontier Heaven has always been green!"

Full of cold words with murderous intent, Mo Fan was extremely powerful with the Imperial Sword, although he changed to the Red Rain Sword to perform this move, his mighty power was still unstoppable.

The sword roared and frightened the night, and the sword light broke through the sky. Pang Shijun was also amazed when he saw this, he didn't want to die just like that, he chose to avoid his edge temporarily, he was full of unwillingness to use the best "King Kong Fu" that could withstand the blow of the peak Douwang, but everything was in vain.

Before everyone had time to blink, the sword light was far away, but they heard a roar of disbelief, "How is it possible!" The victory or defeat of the battlefield, life and death have been decided. Pang Shijun looked at the transparent blood hole in his chest, and it was difficult to lift his weak hands, and he fell into a daze unwillingly, and died of anger after a while.

"Uncle Pang!"

"Uncle Shi!"

......

Several True Disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion looked up to the sky and screamed, no matter how much they shouted, they couldn't wake up the deceased.

The dignified Dou Wang of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion died in Qinghai City like this, and was killed by a junior in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone watching the battle was dumbfounded, and their expressions changed when they looked at Mo Fan. Fear, jealousy, or worship, all kinds of thoughts.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!

Qian Xueyou was furious and drew his sword to kill Mo Fan, at this moment he only had one thought in his heart to avenge his uncle, and nothing else mattered. The power of anger and hatred allowed him to push the power of this move to the peak, but in the face of Mo Fan, who had not lost his killing intent, he was still a little inadequate, and even if Mo Fan was injured, he was not a person who would be easily beaten.

Looking at the overwhelming sword qi, Mo Fan Gujing was not in a hurry or in a hurry, and he had a lot of countermeasures for this kind of move. Ignoring Qian Xueyou's vigorous offensive, Mo Fan proudly pointed his right hand at the sky, "Stupid, delusional!" Xuan Gong slammed into the sword.

"The sword picks the stars and reflects the mountains and rivers!"

Cold words, cold swords, Mo Fan shot mercilessly. The sword of others resonates with heaven and man, and the sword roars with the sword intent volley, and the sword of the sky is transformed into the sword of the sky by the vitality of heaven and earth, and the sword of the sky shines like a star, reflecting the mountains and rivers.

Ling Tian's sword qi broke through Qian Xueyou's sword shadow in one fell swoop, and the room behind him was instantly destroyed by the sharp sword qi piercing, if it weren't for the Liu family elder who rushed over to see that the situation was wrong and pushed him away, his fate could be imagined.