The fragments of the firewood knife flew in and hit Zhang Fan's body, but the shards from the impact did not pass through Zhang Fan's body, but seemed to touch something hard when they hit Zhang Fan's body, and they ejected one after another.

The clothes in front of Zhang Fan's chest were instantly scratched, and a black piece of iron was exposed, although most of the fragments were bounced open by the iron piece on his chest, but Zhang Fan's shoulders and thighs were still cut out a few feet long, and the blood flowed nonstop, and even the bones inside were exposed.

Not to mention Master Wang, even Zhang Fan was a little surprised, and Zhang Fan thought that he still had such a piece of iron on his body.

This piece of iron was also a bead that Zhang Fan brought out of the mysterious cloth bag, and the hardness was comparable to that of the little black sword, and it was also not a mortal thing, so this blocked these fragments.

This piece of black iron was not as valued by Zhang Fan as the little black sword, and he actually saved his life at this time.

After coming back to his senses, Zhang Fan endured the severe pain on his body, and limped to Master Wang with the black sword.

Master Wang pointed at Zhang Fan, desperately trying to use the spell, but the mana of the whole body was exhausted, and the mana had been exhausted in the battle just now, and the injury was serious, and he couldn't recover for a while, no different from an ordinary person.

"Ah, Zhang Fan, you can't kill me, kill me, and no one will be able to unravel the poison on your body. There was a hint of fear in Master Wang's tone.

Zhang Fan didn't answer, once Master Wang recovered his mana, the consequences were unimaginable, thinking of Master Wang's mysterious spell of taking things from the air and hurting people, Zhang Fan lifted the black sword and cut off Master Wang's arm like a ghost claw, and cut off the lower half of Master Wang's body from the waist.

But Zhang Fan was not at ease and cut off Master Wang's shoulder again, and cut off the head that was connected to half of his chest!

Even though Master Wang was a disciple of cultivation, he couldn't stand Zhang Fan's butcher-like slashing at this time, and when the little black sword passed through Master Wang's neck, Master Wang suddenly roared bitterly: "Ahh

Master Wang was now only a head left, wailing in pain!

Although he was a little surprised by Master Wang's strong vitality, if he didn't have an iron piece to protect him just now, he would have died now, and Zhang Fan could be said to have come back from a lap of the ghost gate.

Therefore, all Zhang Fan's fear was gone, but his heart was filled with infinite killing intent, his eyes were red bloodshot, and Zhang Fan stepped on Master Wang's head with one foot.

"The one surnamed Wang, say! Where is the antidote"!!

The head was trampled under Zhang Fan's feet, and Master Wang's face was violent, and he was injured by Zhang Fan like this, which he never imagined.

In the final analysis, it was all caused by his contempt for Zhang Fan, and he didn't expect that Zhang Fan would have a broken magic weapon in his hand to end up like this.

"There is no antidote to this thing, if you want to live, you must be like me, constantly feeding on poison, Zhang Fan, since you ruined the old man's body, then give me your body!"

Master Wang's head slammed into the ground.

Master Wang didn't want to abandon his body, but now only one head remains, and in the face of the crisis of life and death, Master Wang has no choice but to do this.

Zhang Fan felt the change under his feet, and stabbed the black sword downward, and the head on the ground was long gone, only a pool of blood remained.

"Zhang Fan, he's behind you!" Wang Hao, who fell to the ground, looked behind Zhang Fan and shouted.

Zhang Fan turned around and saw that Master Wang's head was rushing towards him, and he slashed at the skull, and the skull was like cutting tofu, and it was cut open with a big hole.

At the same time, an illusory figure flew out of Master Wang's skull, which was exactly the ugly appearance of Master Wang.

Master Wang is anxious at the moment, his Yuan Shen is extremely injured at this moment, and his body has been torn apart, if he does not have a complete body, his Yuan Shen is forcibly separated from his body, I am afraid that soon his Yuan Shen will be scattered between heaven and earth.

This illusory figure originally rushed straight towards Zhang Fan, but due to the power of the black sword, this illusory figure bypassed Zhang Fan and flew towards Wang Hao on the ground.

Zhang Fan didn't care about Master Wang's head anymore, chasing after Master Wang's illusory shadow, with intuition, Zhang Fan knew that only by destroying this phantom could he really kill Master Wang.

Master Wang is a monk who can cultivate true spells, and he must not let Master Wang breathe, otherwise the two of them will definitely die.

But after all, it was Master Wang who was one step faster, and came to Wang Hao's front first, without any stop, Master Wang's illusory figure instantly drilled into Wang Hao's body.

Wang Hao couldn't move his limbs now, and he didn't have any strength to resist at all, so he had to watch Master Wang's phantom enter his body.

Master Wang had just entered Wang Hao's body and controlled Wang Hao's body, and at this time, he saw Wang Hao, who was lying on the ground, standing up, looking at Zhang Fan with extremely resentful eyes.

Zhang Fan stopped his body when he came to Wang Hao's side, and now that the situation is unknown, he doesn't dare to make rash moves.

"Hehe, Zhang Fan, come on, aren't you going to kill me, why don't you dare to stand again."

Wang Hao spoke to Zhang Fan, but the tone of his voice was that of Master Wang, and his eyes obviously carried a great look of resentment.

"Wang Hao, what's wrong with you, you speak. Looking at Wang Hao's state at this time, Zhang Fan was a little panicked for a while.

"Zhang Fan, kill me!" Wang Hao's weak voice sounded, Wang Hao's situation seemed to be full of chaos, and his speech was intermittent, Zhang Fan knew that this voice was Wang Hao's.

"Hmph!" a cold snort came out of Wang Hao's mouth, and then the voice changed to Master Wang's voice.

"You still dare to speak, if it weren't for you, a kid, influencing the old man on the side, how could the old man end up in such a situation. Then Wang Hao's palm pulled out a phantom from his body, this phantom was Wang Hao, and the phantom struggled for a while and then disappeared.

Just when the phantom appeared, Zhang Fan felt Wang Hao's breath, and when Master Wang pulled Wang Hao's phantom out of his body, Zhang Fan immediately knew that Wang Hao's body had been seized by Master Wang, and Wang Hao was dead.

"Ah, Wang Hao!" Zhang Fan watched all this happen, but there was nothing he could do.

After snatching Wang Hao's body, Master Wang controlled Wang Hao's body and fled out of the house, and his cultivation fell to the lowest point of only the Qi refining period, Master Wang is now no different from a mortal, and the most important thing is that Master Wang's soul spirit has been extremely damaged.

Although he forcibly seized Wang Hao's body, but the Yuan Shen was in danger of collapsing at any time, and the most important thing in front of him was to fuse his Yuan Shen with Wang Hao's body, restore his cultivation, and then come back to Zhang Fan to settle accounts.

Now Wang Hao is a puppet controlled by Master Wang, and he must not let Master Wang run away anymore, when Master Wang pulled Wang Hao's phantom out of his body just now, Wang Hao was already dead.

"You still want to leave, the old thief is dead!"

Zhang Fan stabbed the black sword at Wang Hao's back, and when the black sword pierced Wang Hao's body, the corners of Zhang Fan's eyes were a little wet.

Although he already knew that Wang Hao was dead, when he stabbed the sword into Wang Hao's body, Zhang Fan was still extremely uncomfortable.

Master Wang's primordial spirit was hiding in Wang Hao's body, and the moment the black sword pierced in, he felt empathy, and the weak soul couldn't stand it anymore, and with a howl, the primordial spirit hidden in Wang Hao's body completely collapsed.

Master Wang's primordial spirit was forced out of Wang Hao's body by Zhang Fan again, but Master Wang's now transparent primordial spirit could no longer gather, but turned into a black airflow and danced wildly.

The black airflow finally flew out of Wang Hao's body, but the moment the black airflow pierced through Wang Hao's body, it rushed towards Zhang Fan again!

"Zhang Fan, die with me!"

The black air flow came from Master Wang's terrible howl, this was the last voice of Master Wang that Zhang Fan heard, and the voice was full of thick unwillingness!

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