Crack! Ning Xiaofan pinched the monk's neck, and suddenly used force to break his neck. Then he threw it away, and threw it away, and threw it to the ground, and there was no rest.

Everything happened too quickly, just like a movie was being shown. In the blink of an eye, these monks died in Ning Xiaofan's hands.

Looking at this scene, the remaining two monks all stared at this moment, showing an incredible look.

This...how is this possible?

These monks are not famous masters in the monk world, but now they are easily solved by a young man. Moreover, they are still so easy to paint, which makes them a little unacceptable.

Ning Xiaofan's cultivation level is only at the level of divine distraction, but his combat power is so powerful, which is simply inexplicable.

However, their shock only lasted a few breaths, because they knew that the only thing they needed to do now was to run away quickly.

This young man is so terrifying. If he continues to stay, he might implicate them and be killed by him.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!                                                                                                                         �

It's too late to leave! Ning Xiaofan roared, then waved his hands and made a series of sharp flames.

These flames turned into spiritual snakes, sang wildly on the two monks.

Two cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, under the attack of Ning Xiaofan's flames, had no time to scream and completely fell under Ning Xiaofan's flames.

Seeing these two people falling, the monks around were all scared. No one dared to come forward to stop Ning Xiaofan. They turned around and flew towards all directions.

Seeing the group of monks fleeing in a hurry, Ning Xiaofan laughed disdainfully. This group of waste is not worth his effort to deal with it. He can solve it with just one idea.

Swish! Ning Xiaofan's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in front of another monk and slapped his head with a palm.

Boom! Ning Xiaofan slapped his head with his palm, instantly blew his head, and then threw his body away.

This scene made everyone frightened.

Hiss! The monks around him gasped and looked at Ning Xiaofan with a strong look of horror. They didn't expect that this young man's strength was so powerful that they were not the opponent of this young man, it was simply terrible.

Ning Xiaofan stood in front of the crowd, staring at the group of monks in front of him coldly, and said lightly: Whoever wants to die? Even if you take action, I will give you some fun.

As soon as these words came out, the monks around them were all scared and looked deserted.

At this moment, their hearts were filled with fear.

This young man is so terrifying, so he is not like a cultivator in the dispersal realm.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Sheosh!                                                                                                                       �

The group of people ran out in a flash and soon disappeared from Ning Xiaofan's sight.

Looking at the direction where the group of monks escaped, Ning Xiaofan showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, hundreds of monks stood on a cave.

There is only one late-stage cultivator in this place, and all the others are innate cultivators. Ning Xiaofan's cultivation level has reached the late-stage of the Nascent Soul. It is naturally not difficult to kill these cultivators.

Especially while Ning Xiaofan was refining and absorbing it with the Vajra Flame Fire while killing, his strength made great strides and directly grew to the late stage of the Nascent Soul! The cultivation of so many cultivators in their lifetime was directly used by Ning Xiaofan! Soon, Ning Xiaofan found this late stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and without any hesitation, he slapped the late stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator to pieces.

Crazy! The body of the monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul was photographed shattered, turning into blood rain all over the sky, drifting around.

Hiss...                                                              

They could not imagine that there was such a monster in this world, just like a monster, which was simply terrifying.

But for Ning Xiaofan, what they think no longer matters.

Within three minutes, the souls and flesh of these monks had been swallowed by him, and they had no value at all. In the end, only an extremely shriveled skeleton floated in the air.

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The head of Duanmu family sat at home with his eyelids slightly raised: "Who knows what's going on in the Death Forest? Why hasn't Ning Xiaoyao been caught yet?"

"The head of the family should be almost there. Thousands of heroes went to your order. Isn't it easy to deal with Ning Xiaoyao?

I'm afraid I'm already here to report to you with Ning Xiaoyao's head!"

An elder said flatteringly.

"Hahahaha..." The head of Duanmu family laughed.

In fact, Ning Xiaoyao is not a threat to him.

If it weren't for the Blood Palace and Wushen Mountain fighting each other behind him, he wouldn't bother to care.

In his eyes, Ning Xiaoyao, who had left the sea of ​​suffering, was like a tiger without teeth.

What kind of waves can you make when you make somersaults on your own territory?

How could he know that if Ning Xiaofan hadn't been to the first time and hadn't brought up his support team, how could he dare to be so arrogant?

What he enjoyed was not the feeling of eliminating Ning Xiaofan, but the kingly attitude that no one dared to refuse to obey with a command.

"Report, the head of the family, something is wrong. A large number of cultivators in the Death Forest were found, involving many sects. It should have been killed by the demon Ning Xiaofan. Go and have a look!"

The head of Duanmu family was shocked when he heard this: "What?

Elder Duanmu, I order you to go to the Forest of Death in person to see how many disciples of the sect were slaughtered!"

"Yes, the head of the family!"

"Wait! Duanmu Ruichao, remember, this trip is extremely dangerous. If you encounter any danger, you will immediately escape from the forest of death. Never fight, do you know?

OK, you go down!"

"Yes, the head of the family."

"What level has this devil reached?

Why did so many people in the sect die in a bad way?”

"Reporting to the head of the family, the subordinates don't know. According to the spy's return, Ning Xiaofan's strength seems to have just broken through the heavenly level, but he already has the pressure of the heavenly level, and it seems that he has extremely powerful magic weapons and magical powers. Wherever he passes, almost no one can stop him, and even the heavenly catastrophe cannot escape the bad luck."

The heavenly level is actually just the heavenly level strength?
Chapter completed!