The Steward Demonic Emperor

Volume 5 Chapter 776 The Magic Sword and Divine Might

"Hahaha... Zhuo Fan, how dare you anger our elders in the soul fusion realm, you really think you didn't die fast enough!" Zhao Dezhu pointed at Zhuo Fan's stern face, and couldn't help laughing out of schadenfreude.

Elder Baihe also shook his head slightly and said with a sneer, "Hey, we can't blame us for bullying the small, it's this kid who provoked first!"

"Yeah, maybe he thinks it is an honor and tragic to die under the masters of Soul Melting Realm!" Another elder also laughed and shook his head with a look of contempt: "There are always such idiots in the world, who treat their own Death is so demanding, as if dying under a master is an honor, hehe... In fact, that doesn't prove that you are someone who deserves to die under a master. After all, sometimes a master can't help it. Step on a few ants!"

When everyone heard it, they all nodded slightly and looked over with a wicked smile. The hundreds of virtual masters cheered and cheered, waving their flags and shouting, excited to be able to witness the elder's action!

call!

The terrifying coercion, with the endless wind, pressed towards Zhuo Fan, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe, and his body kept shaking.

But he was still ruthless, standing in the air, and then slowly took the powerful Red Dragon King into his body!

Unconsciously raising his brows, Elder Silver Hammer thought that Zhuo Fan was afraid, so he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha... You actually took back the soul? Do you think you will be saved from death? The old man is a master of the soul fusion realm. , Under this punch, not only will your body shatter, but even your soul will be turned into nothingness, if you can't escape, go to death!"

"Hehehe... Then you are wrong. I took back the spirit, not because I was afraid of damage to the spirit, but just wanted to narrow the defense range!" The corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed an inexplicable light, evil smile. speak out.

But when Elder Silver Hammer heard it, he laughed even more sarcastically: "Defense range? Hahaha... Do you think you can really defend against this old man's punch? Even if you have a ninth-grade spirit armor, There is absolutely no way to stop this old man's soul-body-integration punch!"

With that said, the elder Silver Hammer's punch speed increased by three points, and he came to Zhuo Fan's face in an instant, and slammed it down. The terrifying fist pressure even made Zhuo Fan's face crack open, and blood kept gushing out.

The divine soul in his body couldn't help but be restless, as if he was already facing real danger and was afraid of the power of this punch.

Zhao Dezhu looked at all this, and his whole body trembled with excitement. This monster Zhuo Fan, who made him disgraced in Shuanglonghui and lost face in front of the elders, is finally going to be buried here.

The rest of the virtual powerhouses also roared loudly, very excited. The seven elders laughed and shook their heads and pouted in disdain. The difference in strength between the two was too great, and this battle was really nothing to watch.

It's like a nine-foot giant bullying a three-year-old child!

However, just after everyone had determined the outcome of this battle, Zhuo Fan's fate, it was a mutation!

scold!

Suddenly, a blood-red light, accompanied by a black halo, flashed from the front of the silver hammer elder.

The next moment, the elder was about to approach Zhuo Fan's punch, but suddenly, it split apart and broke into two halves, passing between Zhuo Fan's ears, and the blood was floating like silk in Zhuo Fan. In the void beside his cheeks, he fell on his shoulder from time to time.

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and Elder Silver Hammer felt a little stunned. But at this moment, a chuckle suddenly entered his ears that had not yet lost their function.

"Hehehe... Defend? Do you think I narrowed the defense range just to prevent your punch?" A sinister smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed a terrifying cold light, and he came out leisurely. Voice: "I did this just to cut you more accurately!"

He couldn't help shaking his body. There was still a trace of confusion in Elder Silver Hammer's eyes, but soon he felt that his body began to rapidly become cold, and when he looked down, what he saw immediately made him tremble!

I saw that at this moment, his entire body had been divided into two halves, and the blood was constantly spraying out. Because of his rushing forward, the two halves naturally passed in front of Zhuo Fan!

At this time, he finally noticed Zhuo Fan's eyes, which were full of will to die and endless killing. It turned out that this kid dared to show his killing even in the face of the master of soul fusion.

It's just that he still doesn't understand how he ended up like this!

The head was confused for a while, and Elder Silver Hammer wanted to find out what was going on when he was dying, and he would not be a fool when he died. It's a pity that time has not waited for him. Just when he wanted to turn his head, his eyes were empty, he was completely dead, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

Eyes wide open, eyes wide open...

Shocked, incredible shock!

Everyone present, not only those cultivators, but even the remaining seven soul-melting powerhouses, couldn't help taking a breath of cold air, looking at the bloody corpse, showing a look of horror.

This is a master of soul fusion, and he can kill it in one move. What is going on?

Ding!

A metal groan sounded, and a long sword with a strange blood glow engraved with gloomy black lines circled in the void, and flew into Zhuo Fan's hand with a swish, exuding a pleasant chirping!

As if the beheading just now brought great excitement to it, that hungry cry resonated in the ears of everyone present. When people see it, they can't help but tremble in their hearts, it's hard to face it!

Is that the sword...

The eyelids trembled slightly, and Elder Baihe and the other six faced each other.

He glanced at it, looked at it again, and his face suddenly became solemn. They never imagined that the eight people would come out with anything this time, it would be an extremely easy thing to do, but it was just to deal with a few little devils. They are only shooting to ensure that they are foolproof, not necessarily to be shot.

But who would have thought that in this case, a general was lost in a confused way, and the other party had a weapon that could easily kill a soul-melting master. This can't help but make the remaining seven elders feel tight, and dare not underestimate the man in front of him!

Zhao Dezhu was even more frightened, his face turned pale, and he could not help but take a few steps back, shaking his head in his mouth: "Impossible, how is this possible? How can you kill the elders of the soul fusion realm?"

"Hmph, I said, with me here, no one wants to go over here!"

Without looking at him, Zhuo Fan threw his long sword and couldn't help but sneered, like a mighty emperor, who issued his own ban to everyone present, and no one can surpass it!

With a flick of the brows, Elder Baihe and the others immediately became nervous. Maybe they could ignore Zhuo Fan before, but now they can't be careless anymore, because that weird divine sword has already made them feel the coming of death.

Damn, what is that thing, so powerful?

Squinting his eyes slightly, Elder Baihe took a deep look at the sword, and there was a fine cold sweat on his forehead. The other elders did the same, and took two steps back in fear of this sword.

For a time, the two sides entered a confrontation situation again, and no one dared to act rashly.

Originally, when the masters of virtual transformation saw the eight elders coming together, it was the time when their morale was greatly boosted, and they were about to rush forward, but in an instant, one elder died, and the seven elders were shocked and returned to the starting point, but they were not together. There is no use.

The morale of everyone dropped again, and the eyes looking at Zhuo Fan were even more frightening. How could they not be afraid of a figure that even their elders were afraid of?

The corner of his mouth drew a cold arc, Zhuo Fan turned his head and glanced at the long sword in his hand, and nodded with satisfaction.

Sixth-Rank Holy Soldier, Heavenly Sword!

Although he has not been able to fully exert the power of this holy soldier, it is not a problem to kill the soul melting master with its sharpness. Thanks to the help of this holy soldier, he can block these people for a while and squeeze out more escape opportunities for Chu Qingcheng and the others.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan let out a long breath, but a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth!

This is probably the last thing he can do for Qingcheng in his life...

"Use spirit soldiers!"

Suddenly, Elder Baihe shouted loudly, and with a steep footstep, he rushed towards Zhuo Fan, with a flash of light in his hand, and a nine-foot long knife suddenly appeared.

"The ninth-grade spirit soldier cuts the sky, and the long river hangs upside down to break the sun and the moon!"

When the other six elders saw it, their eyes lit up in an instant, and they immediately understood. Since his magic sword is powerful, let's use spirit soldiers to defeat him. Even if our spirit soldiers are not as good as him, we can still overwhelm him with the strength of the soul fusion realm.

So, shh, shh, shhh, colorful clouds flying, each piece of spirit soldiers appeared, and they all chopped at Zhuo Fan!

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhuo Fan knew that he couldn't be surrounded by them, he had to break them one by one. Then the golden halo flashed in the right pupil, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

Kongming Divine Pupil is the first heavy, shift shape and position!

Swish!

Zhuo Fan suddenly disappeared, causing those spirit soldiers who were smashed to fall into the void. When he reappeared, he was already behind Elder Baihe and slashed with a sword!

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and Elder Baihe was horrified, and hurriedly avoided the edge, then waved his hand, and moved the Heaven Slaying Sabre in his hand, and then raised his whole body skills and slashed at Zhuo Fan with a single sword. !

bump!

The sound of violent clashes resounded in front of everyone's ears, swords and knives slammed into each other fiercely, and they left with a touch. Zhuo Fan shook his body, and was shocked by the powerful skills of the master of the soul fusion realm.

However, after hearing the sound of clattering, the Heaven Slaying Sabre in Elder Baihe's hand suddenly shattered, shattered into pieces, and floated into the air. A ninth-grade spirit soldier was instantly useless!

"how can that be?"

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, and Elder Baihe was even more horrified, and looked over in disbelief: "What kind of divine artifact is the spirit soldier in that kid's hand? The ninth-grade spirit soldier in the hands of the soul-melting realm master shattered?"

The rest of the crowd also flicked their eyelids, looked at it in disbelief, and were completely stunned...

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