()A blood light that soared into the sky instantly shocked everyone in the distance.
Nie Fan disappeared in an instant and saw three figures rushing into the more than 200 people, and then screams suddenly rang out.
Kazha
Nie Fan's Tianfeng Blade turned into a Death Blade and exploded out, killing three Tianfeng Blades in a row, directly separating the three monks' corpses.
Poof
Before these three corpses could scream, they fell to the ground and blood poured out from the mouth of the bowl on their necks. This scene made the arrogant people scream immediately.
"How is that possible."
"He is not dead."
"Kill him."
"Let's withdraw."
The Netherworld Sect, the Tiansnake Clan, the Lin Family, and the Tianlong Sect, four super forces besieged the deserted island, but they did not make any progress. The rule barrier was not something they could break. They cursed the people of the Nie family on the deserted islands to the sky. The insult wanted the Nie family to come out, but they obviously underestimated the patience of the Nie family monks,
No one came out of the deserted island in the fifteenth day, but what was waiting for was an existence that made them terrified.
Nie Long on the deserted island waved his hand when he saw the figure of Nie Fan who instantly killed three cultivators in three ways. The deserted island opened in an instant.
Now that the Huangliang belonging to the Nie family, Mu Yun and others rushed out in an instant, and the entire deserted island was trembling.
Nie Tian, Nie Wu and Nie Long took the lead and terrifying fluctuations broke out, rushing towards the encirclement team composed of these four super forces.
At this time, Nie Fan glanced at the battlefield and disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in front of a cultivator at the eighth level of Yuansheng.
"Are you from Tianlong Sect? I will collect some interest first. I will change it and I will let you remove the Tianlong Sect from this Kuanglong Continent." Nie Fan said coldly,
"Haha, joke, the Tianlong Sect is not something you can imagine. It was unexpected that you were able to escape back then, but I will take your head back now."
The eighth level of Yuansheng cultivator of the Tianlong Sect was still in the seventh level of Yuansheng cultivator who was overjoyed when he saw Nie Fan's aura. But the next moment, his face suddenly became frightened.
The slaughter exploded, and in an instant Nie Fan's aura rushed into the eighth level of Yuansheng. Although there was no power of rules, Nie Fan's combat power was definitely not something that ordinary Yuansheng's eighth level cultivators could withstand.
"Crazy Dragon**."
The middle-aged man suddenly let out a low roar, but then his eyes suddenly became bigger and he saw Nie Fan's fist piercing his abdomen, and the fine dragon scales there could not even play any protective role.
"The body of the Ninth Level of Yuansheng."
Unwilling to let him say something he couldn't believe.
Kazha
Nie Fan burst the monk's head in a circle and then swung the bloody fist out again and instantly exploded a seventh-level existence of Yuansheng.
Everyone here is undergoing a drastic change. At this moment, Nie Fan is definitely more intimidating than Huang Liang and Mu Yun. Nie Fan's attack is too domineering and bloody.
The black cloud condensed by the evil spirit behind him made Nie Fan feel like he had become a demon king of hell. The qi and blood that fluctuated all over his body was like the sea.
Nie Fan fused four drops of the blood of the Ancestral Dragon. The power of blood is definitely not comparable to these people. Even Nie Long and the other two felt that the jing blood in their bodies could not help but feel the blood in their bodies as Nie Fan's blood riots. Boiled,
"This is."
Nie Long looked at Nie Fan in surprise.
"Brother has merged the blood of the ancestor dragon, so he has such an aura." Nie Wu explained,
"The Blood of the Ancestral Dragon."
Nie Long and Nie Tian were both shocked.
"Hahaha, okay, God bless my Nie family. This won't take long for our Nie family to be truly persevering in this Kuanglong Continent to become a super force. When he saw Nie Fan's bravery, Nie Long laughed. I have been waiting for this day for more than ten years, and now I finally see hope."
Slap
The wind and cloud wings behind Nie Fan were surging with a strong wind. The origin of the wind quickly turned into terrifying wind blades. They quickly harvested the lives of the monks here.
In just three minutes, there were forty or fifty monks who died in Nie Fan's hands. Within ten miles, there were strong blood and blood on the earth.
At this moment, the cultivators from the four superpowers were completely panicked. Nie Fan, who had not seen him for half a year, was even more terrifying than they thought.
Without the existence of the Ninth Level of Yuansheng, it was impossible to resist Nie Fan's footsteps and attacks.
"Tiansnake clan, you're too much." Nie Fan shouted angrily at the existence of the eighth level of Yuansheng of the Tiansnake clan. The next moment, the middle-aged man from the Tiansnake clan saw a strange figure appearing. In front of him, he immediately saw a black finger inserted into his heart in horror.
Suddenly, a rich source of death rushed into his body quickly.
"No."
An unwilling roar sounded, but everything was destined to let him freeze himself and still could not resist the erosion of the aura of death.
The energy of life quickly dissipated and then he was unwilling to afford it.
The divine consciousness rioted into a huge soul web that directly wiped out the soul body of the monk. At this moment, the existence of the eighth level of the Yuansheng of the Tianser Clan disappeared.
The two existences of the Eighth Level of the Yuansheng of the Netherworld Sect and the Lin family looked at Nie Fan in horror, who was covered in blood. At this moment, Nie Fan also turned around and looked at the two of them.
"Come together, otherwise you will not have any chance. Of course, your fate will not change even if you join forces. Everyone here today will die."
Nie Fan's voice shocked everyone. Huang Liang and Mu Yun looked at each other and nodded slightly, and then started a killing. The existence of the seventh level of Yuansheng to the fifth level of Yuansheng died rapidly.
Four existences of the eighth level of Yuansheng kill the sixth level, seventh level, and fifth level monks are like cutting vegetables.
At this moment, Nie Fan rushed towards the two Yuansheng Eighth Levels of the Lin family and the Netherworld Sect. The two of them also knew that if they didn't join forces, they would be dead. Throughout history, there has been no one who fought over the top, but they could win and kill more. A high-level existence is unique and a genius is rarely seen in a thousand years.
Of course, if the big guy and the little guy are not here at this time, these two hundred people can definitely easily eliminate them.
Bang
Nie Fan resisted the Lin family's Heaven-Crafting Palm, his face turned pale, but his footsteps did not stop at all, and he came to the cultivator's eyes in an instant.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. The next moment, the old man from the Lin family suddenly became frightened.
"ah"
A scream made the middle-aged man who was originally trying to rush over the Eighth Level of the Netherworld Sect, who was trying to rush over, and then he rushed into the distance without looking back.
Nie Fan pulled out his palm that was inserted into the heart of the old man in the Lin family and crushed the old man's soul body. Then the golden light in the soles of his feet exploded. The wind and cloud wings behind him burst out. A terrifying storm broke out. Then Nie Fan's figure was Lightning-like she
"Comparing with me, you're too slow."
Nie Fan's voice was like the voice of the King of Hell that the existence of the Eighth Level of the Yuansheng of the Netherworld Sect was extremely frightened.
There was no extra movement, Nie Fan's fingers wrapped in blood and filled with terrifying force directly pierced through the man's armor and then inserted into the monk's back. Yin Han's extremely terrifying aura of death rushed in directly.