Chapter two hundred and ninety one: Don't mess with me in the next life
"Let him go!"
The cold and cold sound was covered with a terrifying chill, causing the surrounding temperature to drop rapidly. A series of cold air formed around Nie Fan's body.
Even Zhu Mu was shocked when he saw Nie Fan, who was so murderous at this time.
However, Zhu Mu admired and admired Nie Fan even more. He knew why Nie Fan was doing this at this time.
It's tight for your mount.
Zhumu felt that it was worth it to make such a friend.
Li Ruonan in the distance, Hong Rui was also shocked. They all knew why Nie Fan exuded such a terrifying murderous intent at this time. They also knew that Nie Fan did not care about a spirit beast but about it.
The mount is your own thing, and it won’t work if someone touches it!
"Haha, letting go of him is simply a fool. If you kill my young fortress master, you will want your head to pay tribute to my young fortress master today." The old man also slowed down and sneered.
Nie Fan's expression turned cold and murderous aura formed black lights circling around Nie Fan's body.
"Haha, since that's the case, I don't mind letting you go down and accompany him." After Nie Fan said that, his palms turned black, and black lights surged out from Nie Fan's palm.
Bang bang two cultivators of the second level of Yang-level in the Black Clothing Castle rushed out together at this time.
"die!"
Nie Fan shouted angrily.
The black palm brought up a black afterimage and swept across the air, and even slapped the two in the chests of the two in horror.
The speed is so fast that a second-level cultivator of Yang-level is not comparable to that of a yang-level cultivator.
At this time, Nie Fan also urged the aurora illusion to the extreme, and the afterimages disappeared after Nie Fan left.
With two loud bangs, the two Yang-level second-level cultivators instantly brought a blood line in the air and flew backwards and hit the golden cage that trapped the Firemaned Lion.
In an instant, two cultivators of the second level of Yang level were knocked away. Who can compare with this combat power here?
The monks who were watching the fun all exclaimed at this time. In their eyes, the Yang-level monks were terrifying powerful people, but at this time they were like local chickens and dogs in Nie Fan's hands, vulnerable.
Nie Fan had previously repelled the fifth level of Yang level and did not directly bombard the two second level of Yang level cultivators and shocked him.
Dongdong Nie Fan's footsteps fell on the hillside were even heavier, leaving footprints on the hillside.
The golden cage shaking violently at this time, and the fire-maned lion kept struggling in it. You could vaguely see the blood on the leg bones and even the white bones exposed, which made Nie Fan's anger even more out of control.
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"Get out of here."
Nie Fan directly punched out his two fists and knocked the Black-clothed Castle monk who rushed up to stop him from flying out.
At this time, Nie Fan still had a little strength, otherwise the two Yang-level cultivators would have been bombarded into meat paste. After all, Nie Fan's ** is incomparable to the fifth-level cultivator of Yang-level, but Nie Fan wants to attack
It is still very difficult to kill a cultivator at the fifth level of Yang level. Now Nie Fan’s cultivation level is only at the peak of the first level of Yang level.
Kazha Nie Fan quickly came to the golden cage.
When the Firemaned Lion saw Nie Fan's big eyes, shed tears in excitement.
"I've suffered." Nie Fan also felt ache in his heart.
"No, when the master comes, I won't feel any pain." A honest voice rang in Nie Fan's mind.
When Nie Fan heard the words of the Firemaned Lion, his murderous aura was even stronger in his heart.
A first-level cultivator of Yang-level rushed over without knowing his life or death.
Suddenly Nie Fan's eyes turned black, and Nie Fan's black palm suddenly became darker, and at the same time, a more mad and domineering aura stirred out from Nie Fan's body, and Nie Fan's feet were
At this moment, the sand and stone exploded silently and turned into ashes. At this moment, Nie Fan turned into a palm and a fist into a hand.
The left hand was inserted into the golden cage into a palm.
"Blow me!"
With a roar, Nie Fan's left hand suddenly shook, and suddenly a terrifying force burst out the golden cage in an instant. It was also at this moment that a golden light fell from the sky. The golden sunlight was extremely fierce like a blade. If Nie Fan was taken away
If you are hit later, Nie Fan's ** will also be hurt.
"Die for me!"
Nie Fan suddenly turned around, and black air flows overflowed with his right hand that had become a fist. This is the demonic energy. The demonic energy is a kind of domineering energy body, which is more domineering and violent than the power of sunshine and even the vitality.
The right fist banged out.
The golden sword light was instantly bombarded by Nie Fan. Nie Fan did not intend to let this person go this time.
A golden light suddenly rose up, and his figure disappeared in an instant and appeared in front of the monk.
The monk's pupils suddenly magnified and his last scream was blown through the heart by Nie Fan's punch.
Puchi Nie Fan squeezed the heart of the monk.
The bloody scene made many people frown. Li Ruonan and Hong Rui both trembled all over.
Zhu Mu and others were also shocked.
Nie Fan seems too violent.
"Die, all of you will die, you will all go down to accompany him. This is a promise I gave him. Don't worry, if you go down, everyone in the Black Clothing Castle will go down to accompany you." At this time, Nie Fan seemed to be like
The Nine Nether Gods ruled out the fate of these people, and the cold voice made everyone tremble all over.
In five minutes, blood on the small hillside left the hillside like a stream, and the air was filled with a strong bloody smell. A nauseating smell also made many people vomit.
Awakened, the fifteen monks in Black Clothing were only trembling with the old man of the fifth level of Yang level.
At this time, the old man looked at Nie Fan who was heading towards him step by step in fear.
"Don't come here." The old man in black whispered.
At this time, he regretted it so much that he shouldn't have provoked Nie Fan, the god of killing.
Zhu Mu and others not far away all their hearts were thrilled. Nie Fan's murderous aura was too strong, which made them feel a little unbearable. This has not been targeted at them yet. I imagined the anger in Nie Fan's heart at this time.
Senhu touched his head and quietly looked at Nie Fan who was heading towards the old man step by step on the hillside.
"This kid is too violent, strong enough!"
Zhu Yu and others who had wanted to attack Nie Fan before could not help but retreat. Nie Fan was scared at this time. If they were attacked by such a god of killing, they knew that with their strength
They could not fight against Nie Fan at all. Looking at Nie Fan, who was filled with black air, and they all sighed that fortunately they had not provoked Nie Fan before, otherwise Nie Fan's anger would have made them regret it for the rest of their lives.
A purple light flashed in Nie Fan's hand, and a sword light that was enough to compete with the sixth level of Yang level appeared.
"A sword of Qiankun." Nie Fan's body became much empty in an instant after he shot it, but the sunlight power in Nie Fan's sun core disappeared from the demonic energy in the magic ball, but most of the demonic energy was enough to make Nie Fan leave here safely.
"Purple bamboo!"
When he saw the purple light Zhu Yu, he was startled and looked at Zhu Mu.
At this time, he knew that the quasi-king weapon must be in Zhu Mu's hands, otherwise Zhu Mu would not have had much fluctuation in Nie Fan's hands at this time.
The sword light rushed forward, and a bloodstain sprayed out a human head, which also left the master's body.
The headless corpse of the old man fell directly to the ground and blood gushed out from his neck.
Looking at the headless corpse, Nie Fan did not have any expression fluctuations, but whispered faintly: "Don't mess with me in the next life."