The scene where Su Fan killed Wei Yuantu before, everyone didn't really see it, so they didn't feel his strength.

Even if Su Fan wiped out many people in two moves later, the cultivation of these people was high and low, and after being killed by Su Fan, everyone didn't have any particularly strong feelings!

However, this time it was different!

A Taishang Ancestor of the Tailing Sect, a master at the peak of the second level of the Soul King, just like those low-level monks who were killed by Su Fan, was killed in seconds with just a sword qi!

At this time, a fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow occupied everyone's hearts, and everyone held their breath, for fear that there would be too much movement, which would cause Su Fan's dislike, which would lead to death!

On the side of the Tailing Sect, after witnessing the scene of Su Fan killing the Supreme Ancestor in seconds, all the chief elders looked panicked, and they all looked at the remaining Supreme Ancestor, their eyes full of helplessness.

The remaining ancestor of the Tailing Sect is surnamed Zhao, and no one knows his real name, and the people under the Tailing Sect call him "Zhao Ancestor".

At this time, this Zhao Lao Zu saw that his old friend for many years was easily killed by Su Fan, and his heart was very painful, but his strength was not as good as Su Fan, and he couldn't get justice for his old friend at all, so he could only secretly hold it in his heart!

Zhao Laozu thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not a way to be so deadlocked.

In case Su Fan couldn't wait and really killed all the people here, the foundation of Tailing Sect would not be guaranteed!

"Although releasing a large number of demon beasts in the back mountain may cause great losses to the Tianlin Kingdom, as long as this ancestor reports this news to Lingyun Pavilion in time, and when Lingyun Pavilion sends a master to come, the disaster of demon beasts will naturally be solved!" Zhao Lao Zu thought in his heart.

"Su Fan, this ancestor can hand over the core of the formation to you!"

After making a decision in his heart, Zhao Laozu immediately compromised with Su Fan!

"Ancestor, how can this work!"

"No, Ancestor, there are many beast kings among the demon beasts in the back mountain, and I heard that there are also half-beast emperor level existences!"

"Yes, Ancestor, if you release all these demon beasts, you won't be able to resist them with the strength of many monks in Tianlin's country!"

......

The elders in charge were shocked when they heard this, and immediately persuaded them in unison, hoping that Zhao Laozu would give up his thoughts.

"It's really noisy! Your ancestors have agreed, what are you still making a fuss about? Give me death!"

Su Fan saw these chief elders chattering around that Supreme Ancestor, his eyes suddenly cold, and a finger of sword qi shot towards those chief elders!

Those chief elders were still tirelessly persuading Zhao Laozu, but they didn't feel that the disaster had come!

Poof!

The sword qi brought a boundless fishy wind, and the heads of all the chief elders flew up together, and the blood pillars gushed out, and the blood-spattered Zhao Ancestor was all over his body!

"You ......"

Zhao Laozu trembled, pointed at Su Fan and stopped when he shouted a word.

After many years of cultivation, he had long passed the age of being self-willed, and he knew that if he yelled at Su Fan like a dead old friend, he was afraid that he would not be able to live!

"What do you want to say?"

Su Fan glanced at Zhao Laozu coldly, his gaze was like a sharp sword!

"I didn't ...... It's nothing!" Zhao Laozu shuddered for a moment, and said with a reluctant smile: "I'll go and get the formation core for you now!"

His smile is more ugly than crying!

"Then let me go and get it, will you let me accompany you myself?"

Su Fan said unceremoniously, his expression full of contempt.

After seeing those Soul King Cultivators in the high-level kingdom, Su Fan felt that this Tailing Sect Ancestor was really too wasteful, and half of his body was about to be buried in the soil to be a low-level Soul King, so it was better to die!

"Yes, yes, please wait!"

Old Ancestor Zhao nodded like pounding garlic, spread his attribute wings and hurriedly flew towards the back mountain of Tailing Sect!

When Zhao Laozu left the mouth, the onlookers all showed ecstasy.

Tailing Sect Taishang Ancestor went to get the core of the formation, didn't this mean that they could survive?

At that moment, Sun Maohe and Zhang Donglai immediately walked out of the crowd and said to Su Fan with a sneer: "Congratulations to Su Fan's holy son for getting his wish!"

Su Fan sneered in his heart, how could he not know what these two people thought?

They just wanted to take the opportunity to get out of here.

It's just that Su Fan has destroyed the two major sects of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Yunhai Sword Sect, so how could he easily let these two leave?

Su Fan thought about it for a while, and suddenly came up with a good idea.

"Do you want to leave?" asked Su Fan.

"Yes, Holy Son Su Fan, you see that your business is done, and it's useless for us to stay here, you might as well let us all go, right?"

Zhang Donglai discussed in a whisper with a smile on his face.

"Of course you can!"

"But...... I heard that your two major sects seem to be very jumpy in the martial arts of the three sects this time!

"Since the disciples of your two major sects are so powerful, why don't you let me see it, if I am happy to see it, I will guide these disciples under your sect!"

Zhang Donglai and Sun Maohe were a little happy when they heard Su Fan's previous words, but they couldn't laugh anymore immediately, they could tell that Su Fan was trying to trouble them.

The two of them looked at each other in confusion, and they both thought that this Su Fan was really crazy because he was afraid of it!

Obviously, he killed so many disciples of the Tailing Sect at once just now, why does it seem that he wants to administer justice for the disciples of the Tailing Sect now?

However, they didn't dare to say these thoughts, because they knew that once they said it, their lives would really end!

So, these two had no choice but to follow Su Fan's wishes and gather all the disciples in their sect.

"Holy Son Su Fan, the disciples of the Yunhai Sword Sect have gathered!"

"The disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect have also been assembled, Holy Son Su Fan!"

Zhang Donglai and Sun Maohe reported to Su Fanyu.

"Well, I see!"

Su Fan glanced at it casually, and he found that the number of people gathered by the two major sects was almost three thousand!

"Okay, don't ink, let's kill it!" Su Fan waved his hand and said casually.

"What?

Zhang Donglao and Sun Maohe were dumbfounded, they didn't know what Su Fan meant by saying this.

"That's right, only life and death can test a monk's true level and maximum potential, you don't even understand this, do you?"

A cold evil smile appeared on Su Fan's face.

What is the Tailing Sect to uphold justice or something, that is just a nice word, his real purpose is to want the disciples of these two sects to kill each other, in order to pass the time of this somewhat boring wait.

"This ...... Holy Son of Su Fan, isn't this condition a bit too harsh, can we discuss it again?"

Zhang Sun and the others suddenly looked embarrassed, the disciples they brought to participate in the martial arts exercise this time were all elites and geniuses in their respective sects.

In the past, these elite geniuses were all the juniors carefully cared for by many elders in their sect, and they were the hope of the sect's future rise!

(End of chapter)