Zhang Fan believed that the black sword would definitely be able to hurt Master Wang, of course, if the black sword didn't work like that firewood knife, then Zhang Fan would have no means to do it, only to become a member of the dry bones everywhere.

After practicing martial arts for such a long time, although he can't use mana to retrieve things from the air like Master Wang, Zhang Fan's skills are also extremely agile.

Zhang Fan instantly arrived in front of Master Wang, and with the power of Chong, Zhang Fan slashed the long sword, but Master Wang still did not dodge, in his opinion, it was impossible for these ordinary swords to hurt him.

"Hehe, Zhang Fan, you have to desperately find a sharper sword, no, find such a rusty broken sword to deal with the master, you look down on the master too much." Looking at the rusty black iron sword in Zhang Fan's hand, Master Wang said indifferently.

When the black sword body was about to split Master Wang's body, a layer of light film appeared on Master Wang's body again, but unfortunately this time the situation was unexpected by Master Wang, the light film did not block the little black sword, and the black sword body passed through the light film.

What kind of sword is this, even his own protective qi membrane can be cut, and the long sword is close at hand, and a hint of alarm suddenly appeared in Master Wang's heart, and he instinctively moved away.

But it was too late, how could the blow that Zhang Fan had prepared early make him dodge, just when Master Wang's body wanted to retreat, the strength in Zhang Fan's hand suddenly increased, and the speed of the long sword instantly accelerated, slashing down at Master Wang's head!

"Ahh

When the black sword fell, Master Wang let out a scream that tore and cracked his lungs, and although Master Wang turned his head sideways, Master Wang's ears were still cut off.

The most important thing is that the little black sword has been from the shoulder to the root of the leg, and it slashed through Master Wang's body without any hindrance, splitting Master Wang in two, and Master Wang's half body immediately fell to the ground.

The other half of Master Wang's body tried to stand up, but finally fell to the ground.

"Ah, little bunny, you hurt me, I'm going to kill you. Master Wang's body fell to the ground and roared in pain. And the half-cut body that fell forward has no reaction at all.

The opportunity cannot be missed, it is an important opportunity to kill Master Wang, Zhang Fan did not stop, took two steps forward, and raised his sword again to slash at Master Wang's neck.

Master Wang was shocked in his heart, and he was really frightened at this moment, his body had suffered a heavy blow now, if he was cut by Zhang Fan like this again, I am afraid that he would really die in Zhang Fan's hands.

At the critical moment, Master Wang finally showed his means of cultivating his true disciple again, and the most of his body standing on the ground raised one of his arms that had been chopped into a blur of flesh and blood, and pointed at Zhang Fan tremblingly, and Master Wang said a word "Ding" in his mouth!

Zhang Fan suddenly couldn't move, and it seemed that a strong force imprisoned him, and the black sword in his hand stopped in mid-air.

Zhang Fan didn't expect that Master Wang's body had been cut in half by now, and he still had such a strong resistance, and his heart suddenly cooled in half.

Master Wang's body trembled and levitated, and the other half of his body was still on the ground, bleeding nonstop, the ground was dyed red, the scene was terrifying and weird, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Fan would never believe that a person who had been cut off half of his body could still be alive.

If ordinary people were split in half, they would have died long ago, but Master Wang not only did not die, but used mana to restrain Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan understood the horror of cultivating people.

Although Master Wang was seriously injured, the black sword in Zhang Fan's hand surprised him even more than the injuries he received.

"This is a true cultivation weapon, a true cultivation weapon, I can't imagine that Zhang Fan actually has this thing in his hand, and he doesn't even have our head in his hands." Master Wang's body looked at the black sword in Zhang Fan's hand, and said in a trembling tone.

Let Master Wang feel that fortunately this black sword is not complete at all, and it has not exerted the power that the magic weapon should have, otherwise Master Wang would have died just now, although Master Wang did not die, but the little black sword hurt Master Wang's Yuan Shen, at this time, Master Wang's Yuan Shen suffered a heavy blow and looked depressed.

"Good apprentice...... The master doesn't remember what he passed on to you, and he didn't expect you to have such a thing in your hand, it seems that you have hidden a lot of things from the master!"

Master Wang's withered palm grabbed Zhang Fan's neck, and the previous shock was completely replaced by greed, and his expression was hideous and terrifying.

"Say, where did this sword come from?!".

Master Wang had been seriously injured like this, if it weren't for the secret of the black sword from Zhang Fan's mouth, he would have killed Zhang Fan a long time ago.

Zhang Fan actually had a true cultivation weapon on his body, which Master Wang never expected.

Master Wang knew that it was absolutely impossible for Zhang Fan to have this thing on him, only it was possible that Zhang Fan got it from somewhere else, once he was forced to ask about the origin of this black sword, Master Wang would kill Zhang Fan without hesitation.

What Master Wang wants now is not only the black sword in Zhang Fan's hand, but also wants to know where this black sword came from Zhang Fan, and if there are other things in that place, he will be able to find it himself.

Master Wang resisted the urge to kill Zhang Fan and snatch the sword, and his eyes showed a thick look of greed, waiting for Zhang Fan's answer.

"Old thing, you dream, you don't want to know where this sword came from, even if I die, I won't tell you!"

In addition to being able to speak at this moment, Zhang Fan's whole body was still unable to move.

"Since you don't say it, then you should die. Master Wang's face flashed, and his palms suddenly tightened.

The dry hands grabbed Zhang Fan's neck like iron claws, Zhang Fan's face flushed, and his breathing became short.

At this moment, Wang Hao quietly stood up from the ground and slowly approached from behind Master Wang.

Although he stood up from the ground, Wang Hao's two arms had completely lost sensation, and the only way Wang Hao could attack at this moment was with his feet.

Wang Hao slowly approached from behind Master Wang, and when he was only more than two feet away from Master Wang, Wang Hao jumped up violently, put his feet together, jumped in the air, and kicked towards Master Wang's back.

As a person of cultivation, how could Master Wang not know that Wang Hao was going to make small movements behind his back, his face turned cold, Master Wang threw Zhang Fan to the ground, turned around suddenly, and slapped his withered palm on Wang Hao's feet.

Previously, he had planned to kill Zhang Fan first and then torture Wang Hao, but now Master Wang has changed his mind, and in order to force out the secret of the black sword, Master Wang decided to deal with Wang Hao first!

Zhang Fan must still have a lot of secrets, and when Wang Hao solves the problem, he will come to ask Zhang Fan again, maybe he can ask for some other treasures.

Although Master Wang only had half of his body left, Master Wang was a monk after all, and he was fundamentally different from ordinary people, so under this palm, Wang Hao immediately flew back upside down.

The moment the two touched, Wang Hao's legs were spasmed, like a kite with a broken string, and flew backwards.

But Wang Hao's kung fu over the years has not been practiced in vain, and Wang Hao's whole body strength has been gathered on his legs, using up the strength of his whole body. So Master Wang was slammed into it like this, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground again.

Wang Hao's hands were already injured, and now they are even more injured, flying back and falling to the ground and never getting up again.

Master Wang was no better, he was injured by Zhang Fan's black sword before, and his strength was less than one-fifth of what he was in his heyday, and he didn't expect that the strength on Wang Hao's legs would be so great, and he could no longer control Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's body was finally able to move when Master Wang fell to the ground, and the mana that imprisoned his body dissipated, Zhang Fan didn't say a word, and ran up with the black sword.

Master Wang had some difficulty even getting up at the moment, but the difference between mortals and monks was not something that ordinary people could understand, and a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, let alone an immortal-like monk.

Seeing Zhang Fan running towards him, Master Wang pointed at Zhang Fan and muttered a few words silently, and the fragments of the previous firewood knife flew up from the ground and shot towards Zhang Fan, with a very fast speed.

Now Master Wang can no longer care about the secrets of any treasures, so he has to solve the threat brought by Zhang Fan first.

So many fragments of firewood knives shot at the same time, Zhang Fan couldn't dodge at all, every fragment could cause Zhang Fan to die, Zhang Fan's heart was blank, and a desperate thought came to his heart.

"I can't imagine that I will die at the hands of Master Wang in the end!" Looking at the fragments of the firewood knife flying like sharp arrows, Zhang Fan closed his eyes in pain.

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