"Hmph, can you run away?"

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Fan, it turned out to be the hook-nosed man, looking at Wang Fan with a cruel smile on his face.

As he spoke, he quickly pinched his hands and shouted: "Haoran Seal - Present"

As he slapped the storage bag, a fist-sized golden seal shot out of it.

At the same time, the awe-inspiring righteous qi of the Dao swept out of it, and there were bursts of sound of breaking the air all around.

Then he pointed out with a finger and shouted: "Hurry-"

Suddenly, the golden seal shone brightly, piercing the void and attacking towards Wang Fan, and cracks in the Dao space appeared around him.

Seeing this, Wang Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, quickly pinched, and with a low shout, he cast a spell landslide.

"Landslide ......"

Suddenly, a large mountain appeared in front of him, and bursts of thick and majestic aura spread out in all directions.

With Wang Fan's right hand shaking the void, the entire mountain suddenly shattered, turning into several boulders and rushing towards the attacking golden seal.

"Boom ......"

With a loud bang, the hook-nosed man's blow was blocked by Wang Fan, and the golden seal flew back into his hand, and the aura on it had dimmed a little.

Looking at the seal on his hand, the hook-nosed man looked distressed, but thinking that his goal had been achieved, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The three of them have fought dozens of rounds, and the time has only passed for dozens of breaths.

I saw that the Yunkong Dao people suddenly opened their eyes, and a voice came, and they said silently: "The realm of the sword path, open the ......"

Suddenly, Wang Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and regardless of the consumption of spiritual power, he rushed outside at great speed.

In this regard, the Yunkong Dao people looked as usual, and there was no change.

I saw that the black full moon suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and an illusory black long knife was its true appearance.

Seeing this, the pupils of the people around couldn't help but shrink suddenly, especially the Yuan Infant Monk, who felt this even more profoundly.

At this moment, the territory of the knife path is full of all kinds of knives, including scimitars, strange knives, and short knives......

At this moment, Yunkong's lips moved slightly, and the sound was not big or small, but it sounded in everyone's ears.

"In the realm of the Dao of the Sword, I am the master, the aura of heaven and earth, give me ......"

Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth in the realm of the sword path seemed to have heard the master's order, and then it dissipated.

Seeing this, the Yuan Infant Stage monks around them were even more stared, this kind of means that was almost like the power of the gods really made them a little scared, but deep down they were more envious and yearning.

Seeing this, Wang Fan's eyes showed a resolute look, and without waiting for the Yunkong Dao people to make the first move, he immediately took out the red scabbard.

I saw that Wang Fan's right hand was holding the sword tightly, even if he was about to perform the sword drawing technique, he suddenly inserted it into the scabbard, and after a while, half of it was gone, but then there was an extremely huge resistance.

Seeing this, Yun Kong's heart felt a palpitation for no reason, and his only enemy present was Wang Fan, and he also noticed Wang Fan's abnormality.

Especially the long sword in the scabbard made him palpitate extremely, very much, and when he thought of this, he no longer hesitated, and clenched it with both hands.

"Kill—"

I heard him whisper, and suddenly all kinds of knives around him suddenly disappeared, turning into a cloud of black gas and pouring into the full moon scimitar in the sky.

With the support of this Dao realm rudiment, the Full Moon Scimitar suddenly shone brightly, and a trace of domineering sword intent spread out, attacking Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's expression remained unchanged, and the spiritual power in his body poured out of the sword, and suddenly the sword gradually completely submerged into the scabbard.

At this time, Wang Fan suddenly found that the sword suddenly let out a low groan, to be precise, it should be this red scabbard.

A white slash crossed the sky, but the sword had already rushed out of its scabbard and rushed towards the round of full moon scimitars, with a trace of extremely mysterious and cold sword intent on it.

"Sword intent, how is it possible?" Yunkong's face changed abruptly, you must know that it took a long time for his sword intent to comprehend.

The other Yuanying cultivators on the side were also dumbfounded, if it was said that the Yunkong Dao people had comprehended the sword intent, after all, he had already turned into a god in half a step.

Yunkong frowned slightly, but the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it, not to mention that he was already on the road, how could he turn around.

I saw that his expression returned to normal, controlling the trace of domineering knife intent, wrapping around the full moon scimitar, and then slashing downward.

"Boom ......"

The moment the sword collided with the sword, there was a loud bang that shook the heavens and the earth.

What's more, the sword intent and the sword intent had already detached from the main body, and suddenly rushed towards the other party.

The domineering sword intent was like a tiger descending from the mountain, fearless of everything around him, and rushed towards the sword intent with a high voice.

Wang Fan's sword intent was extremely mysterious and powerful, and in the face of the sword intent of the Yunkong Dao people, he even had a trace of the upper hand.

Domineering sword intent, that is, his incarnation intent.

Undefeatable, let alone defeated.

Seeing this, suddenly the Yunkong Daoist roared, green muscles appeared, and the spiritual power in his body was frantically injected into the Full Moon Scimitar.

"Break it for me—"

Suddenly, with the help of the Yunkong Dao people, that trace of domineering sword intent suddenly lifted his spirits, and he turned to gain the upper hand, slowly suppressing the sword intent.

That trace of mysterious sword intent trembled violently, as if it had been insulted.

Suddenly, the sword scabbard in Wang Fan's left hand suddenly shattered, and a red light shot out, rushing towards that trace of sword intent, and after merging into it, it suddenly slashed towards the tiger that the domineering sword intent turned into.

"Boom ......"

I saw that the tiger wailed unwillingly, and then dissipated.

"Puff ......" Yunkong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the entire Dao realm collapsed and returned to its original state.

At the same time, he muttered, "How could it be ......"

Then he turned his head to look at Wang Fan, who had an extremely crazy look, and roared angrily: "Dead ......"

As he spoke, the whole person suddenly disappeared in place, appeared in the sky above Wang Fan, played a law with both hands, and then pointed down.

With a roar from the clouds, a finger appeared in the air, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth within a radius of hundreds of miles poured into it, and there was a giant without a head behind it.

"Killing the Gods ......"

"How could it be, how could he have practiced this. Xu Huang on the side said in a lost voice, and the hook-nosed man also looked shocked.

Unlike the others, the origin of this god-killing finger As the high-level of the Haoran Sect, they naturally knew its origin.

This technique is a defective immortal technique, which was left by the founding patriarch of the Haoran Sect, and it cannot be cultivated without the realm of transforming gods.

Later, their Haoran Sect declined, and it has been thousands of years since there have been a god-transforming monk, and this technique has declined.

Despite this, the tremendous power of this technique attracted countless Yuan Infant Cultivators of the Haoran Sect to think of simplifying this technique so that they could cultivate in the Yuan Infant Stage, but they all ended in failure.

Even if it is a defective immortal technique, it is not something that a group of Yuan Infant Monks can understand, and it was not until the Yunkong Dao people were only one foot away from the transformation of the gods that everyone saw hope.

However, everyone couldn't believe that he was able to cast the god-killing finger in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant.

Ignoring everyone's surprised gazes, the face of the Yunkong Dao person who performed this technique was already a little old, but the madness in his eyes did not diminish at all, and he stared at Wang Fan below.

Yunkong deserved to be the first person in the Haoran Sect, and finally let him come up with a way to simplify the defective immortal technique: the Divine Killer Finger.

In the end, he was able to perform this technique in the Yuan Infant Stage, but the price paid was not low, but the power was probably not the full force of the early stage cultivator.

In his opinion, Wang Fan is already a dead man.

And here, the moment the god-killing finger appeared, Wang Fan felt a great crisis, which was probably the biggest crisis he had ever encountered.

Not to mention that his enemy's cultivation is higher than him, and there is more than one person, Wang Fan can achieve this point, which is already extremely good.

However, when it's time to bow your head, you have to bow your head.

Of course, Wang Fan can choose to enter Dao Luozhu, but what about Wang Qing?

It is impossible for him to abandon Wang Qing Wang Qing, so he has to hold on to it.

As long as he delays until his Buddha-figure arrives, the crisis will be resolved by then.

Wang Fan did not hesitate to take out the green dragon scales obtained from the ancient barbarian land, and then according to the series of laws, the spiritual power of his body poured into it.

Suddenly, a high-pitched dragon groan suddenly sounded all around, and a green dragon flew out of it, protecting Wang Fan and the others in a coiled snake shape, and the dragon's head leaned upward, making a burst of dragon groans.

Seeing this, Yunkong snorted coldly in disdain, and shouted in a low voice: "Kill - God"

Suddenly, the god-killing finger in the sky suddenly flickered, and the headless giant behind him disappeared, leaving only one finger left in the entire heaven and earth.