Chapter 779 The Battle of the Nine Sects

bump!

With a loud noise, Zhuo Fan's long sword collided fiercely with the spirit soldiers of the four elders, and the four spirit soldiers were all shattered and flying, but Zhuo Fan couldn't help but because of the strong impact from above. He spit out a large mouthful of red blood, and even the blood contained finely chopped internal organs.

Elder Baihe looked at him from a distance, and was overjoyed: "Hahaha... Does this kid have no strength to teleport again? Of the three paths, he actually chose the one that would kill him the fastest. Is he already planning to give up resistance?"

"But that's fine. This guy estimates that all the internal organs of his body have been shattered, and he can no longer use that sword. Next, the only thing left is the old man to smash your dragon soul with a punch!"

The heart was ecstatic, Elder Baihe's eyes were filled with excitement, and the fist that had been raised high, no longer slammed down with the force that was about to burst out.

Gurgling Zilei kept smashing into his body, but he still couldn't stop his unrivaled punch!

boom!

A majestic loud bang resounded through Qiongxiao immediately, Elder Baihe's mouth was full of evil, with a ferocious smile in his eyes, looking at the trembling dragon body below, he muttered: "This time, you should collapse. Come on, Heavenly Dragon Spirit!"

Swish!

The thick black ink dyed the dragon's body again, and the purple dragon was completely black in just an instant, and it wailed and screamed in the sky!

"Hehehe... So that's the case, did the Demon Dragon King, who turned into a fight at the critical moment, dissipated most of the old man's strength?" With a frown, Elder Baihe immediately sneered: "But so what? Even if the old man is left behind The strength you exerted is enough to shock you. The shape of your dragon soul is constantly changing, and the only remarkable thing you have done is to give you a little more chance to survive and live a little longer, but The result will not change. Wait for the old man to punch again, and you will definitely die!"

Saying this, Elder Baihe just wanted to raise his fist again, but he stopped abruptly, and found that his punch was the same as the elder who was beheaded before. It was completely surrounded by black energy and was absorbed by .

He curled his lips in disdain, Elder Baihe grinned, and his body was shocked immediately, the powerful momentum shook all the black energy around, and the iron fist was constantly pulled out: "Humph, dying! Zhuo Fan, your The physical body can no longer be used now, and the magical power of teleportation is also useless. The suction of your dragon body can only hold us for a second or two. Working with your physical body, it may be able to pose a threat to us, but You alone, who only have the soul, are absolutely impossible to turn around again, give up..."

"Elder Baihe!"

However, before his voice fell, a scream came suddenly from a distance. As soon as Bai He heard it, he knew that it was the four elders. He couldn't help but looked up and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"I... our spirit soldier... didn't shatter!" An elder, raising his spirit soldier in disbelief, shouted loudly.

The pupils couldn't help shrinking, Bai He was startled, and looked at it again, only to see the four elders in the distance holding their spiritual soldiers inexplicably, but in front of them, Zhuo Fan kept vomiting blood. The body is indeed swaying and falling down, and the magic sword in his hand exudes an evil light, which is indeed correct.

This... what's going on here?

If the spirit soldiers of the four elders were not damaged, it means that their weapons did not collide with the magic sword, but since they did not collide, why was Zhuo Fan killed by the impact, leaving only a dragon soul Survival?

Elder Baihe couldn't understand, and he was confused for a while!

However, at this moment, a humming sound of spatial fluctuation sounded, and a strong killing intent suddenly attacked behind him.

Unknowingly, Bai He was shocked. He wanted to dodge in a hurry, but it seemed that he had just discovered that one of his fists was still firmly sucked on the Dragon King's body, although the suction force could only hold him for a second or two. .

But in this second, he already felt the approach of death!

puff!

A muffled sound came out, and with the dripping blood pouring out, Elder Bai He's body was cut off by his lazy waist, but his eyes were full of surprise and doubts.

"Middle...in the calculation..."

His lips trembled slightly, and Elder Baihe turned his head with difficulty when he was dying, but met Zhuo Fan's indifferent eyes and the corners of his mouth that kept bleeding, and asked the last question in his life: "What... what happened?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

After coughing a few times, blood spurted from Zhuo Fan's mouth, but his face was very indifferent, and he said coldly: "You are cautious enough, but a person who is more cautious will still reveal flaws in the moment of victory. I just made you think you won!"

The eyelids trembled slightly, and Elder Baihe glanced at the shadow of Zhuo Fan floating in the air in the distance, and then looked at Zhuo Fan beside him at this time, his eyes were still confused.

Here...how can there be two Zhuofan?

"Hehehe... Ignorance is a sin. You haven't fully figured out what I can do!"

A contemptuous arc crossed the corner of his mouth, and three golden halos shone in Zhuo Fan's right pupil: "The third level of Kongming's pupils, illusion, mirage!"

Swish!

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Fan, who was holding a magic sword in his hand and spitting blood constantly, disappeared in an instant. Only this Zhuo Fan standing beside Bai He, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, looked at the four in the distance. elder.

phantom!

In an instant, everyone understood everything. It turned out that Zhuo Fan knew that even if he teleported to Elder Baihe, he might not be able to kill him, so he used the dragon soul as a bait to lure him to be fixed.

But with the previous elder's

Given the lessons learned, how could Baihe be easily fooled?

So Zhuo Fan created an illusion, making Bai He think that Zhuo Fan's body was defeated and could no longer be used, and he attacked his soul with great confidence.

Originally, this illusion was easy to dismantle, but when the four elders realized that their spirit soldiers collided with the magic sword, but there was no strength, they had already noticed something strange.

But how did the elder Baihe in the distance know about it, he could only see it with his eyes. Seeing that the big event has been completed, I can't wait to take action. It is the instant success that makes Zhuo Fan once again caught the elder's handle and kills him immediately!

Knowing everything in his heart, Elder Baihe also ushered in his death. His eyes were empty, and he was completely dead. The corpse that was split in half fell straight down, facing the loess, but his eyes were still difficult to close. superior.

Who would have thought that a dignified soul-melting master would die so uselessly? Especially the deity of Elder Baihe, it is even more difficult to accept...

the fourth...

Unconsciously trembling under the heart, the four surviving elders looked at Zhuo Fan's gasping figure from afar, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood from time to time, but they were so scared that their legs shook and could not help but step back!

A kid who couldn't transform into the Void Realm, surrounded by many, killed a soul-melting powerhouse, it might be a miracle; killing two, it was just an accident; but when he killed three, it was no longer possible. Let any master sit still.

But now, he has killed four, which can only prove that he really has such strength!

For a time, even the four elders were trembling with fear, it was difficult to look directly at the vicious gaze, and their hearts were shouting.

How holy is this man!

However, no matter what, the four of them are also strong people who have practiced for many years. After a brief shock, they quickly calmed down and gritted their teeth with hatred.

They are masters of soul fusion, and they were killed four people in a row by a Shenzhao boy. What's the reason?

"Give it to me, give it all to me, there is no division of labor, as long as you kill this kid, it doesn't matter what the price is!"

Finally, with the loss of four generals, even these elders became crazy. With a loud roar, they rushed towards Zhuo Fan.

Zhao Dezhu was the first to bear the brunt, his eyes were blood red. In this battle, he asked the sect to take action, and as a result, he lost four elders. If he still can't take down the culprit, he will no longer be able to return to the sect to take orders!

Zhuo Fan coldly watched the crowd of people rushing towards him, as if to drown him. He unconsciously tightened the magic sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down. Gritting his teeth, he dragged his severely injured body and rushed forward.

Suddenly, from ancient times to the present, I am afraid that it has never happened in history. Hundreds of masters beat up a low-level cultivator. Moreover, this melee was fought in a dizzying darkness and was extremely heroic.

Originally, if the Heaven and Earth Justice Sect and his party continued to organize the siege, the losses might not have been so great, but now it is different. A melee is destined to suffer heavy casualties!

A group of phantom cultivators released their spirits and rushed towards Zhuo Fan without thinking. Zhuo Fan's Qinglong King took a mouthful of dragon flames and burned to death immediately.

But there are still endless souls rushing through the thunder flames and hitting the dragon soul.

With a neigh, Zhuo Fan couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood. As soon as his eyes darkened, he was about to faint, but when he thought of the beautiful woman behind him, he bit his tongue and woke up again.

The Purple Dragon King immediately transformed into a Demon Dragon King, absorbed the force of the collision of these spirits, and then turned into the Vigorous Red Dragon King. With a flick of the dragon's tail, dozens of spirits were instantly killed.

In this way, Zhuo Fan's dragon soul kept changing, coping with the shock of the soul, the soul of one vote fell like a bird swept by the storm, screaming and wailing resounding through the sky.

And the dragon soul was also covered in bruises and roars in this wave of collisions!

On the other hand, Zhuo Fan endured the collision brought by the soul, rushed into the enemy group, and saw the god kill the god with the magic sword in his hand, and saw the Buddha kill the Buddha, his eyes were already red. Everywhere you look is the range of slashing.

Suddenly, another group of cultivators fell, and there was no possibility of life!

The four elders held spirit soldiers in their hands and rushed forward to form a group with Zhuo Fan. Zhuo Fan's magic sword is fierce, and the four elders are aggressive. They have fought for more than a hundred rounds, and no one can do anything about it.

The sharpness of the magic sword forced the elders to retreat step by step, and the evil sword light flashed across, but it caused dozens of virtual powerhouses around to lie down and attack. Wherever the five people's fighting strength can reach, it is everywhere!

This is no longer an arrest, encirclement, and annihilation that has long been trapped, but has evolved into a war, a war waged by more than 500 people against one person, a big melee...