Volume Four Chapter 831: Clearing the Portal

Swish swish!

With the seals in her hands, Xie Wuyue's eyes were red, full of morbid excitement. He wants to defeat the man in front of him and make a name for himself. He is the most suitable person to be the Sect Master of Moce Sect. That old guy made a wrong decision.

And Zhuo Fan just looked at him so quietly, let him do what he did, didn't move, and even had no shadow of him in his eyes, it was completely blank.

Ignore, blatantly ignore!

In Zhuo Fan's eyes, Xie Wuyue at this time is no different from bed bugs at all, and he doesn't look at it at all.

This can't help but make Xie Wuyue even more irritated, with a loud shout, a snap, the hand formula has been completed. The next moment, I heard a huge roar that shook the sky and the earth, accompanied by the gurgling wind that destroyed gold and jade, and three dragon figures, intertwined with each other, rushed towards Zhuo Fan, showing their teeth and claws, as if to want all Everything seemed to be torn apart.

"Quasi-level martial arts, Three Flood Dragon Slash!"

boom!

The three-headed Flood Dragon slammed into Zhuo Fan, who was dumbfounded and motionless. Immediately, a three-color storm suddenly swept away, and the entire Sect Master's hall was immediately rolled out, and Zhuo Fan's figure was engulfed. in this storm.

Moreover, this storm was very fierce, and the hall that flew to the sky fell into this storm, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered into powder and disappeared.

It seems that anything involved in it will be smashed on the spot, without exception!

Looking at all this, Xie Wuyue gasped for breath, and laughed morbidly: "Hahaha... Zhuo Fan, if you fall into my quasi-level martial arts, even an ordinary soul fusion master will have to do it. It took a lot of tricks, but you didn't do anything to protect you, and you just let yourself get involved, you are really arrogant, and you want to die. How can someone like you be the head of a sect..."

bump!

However, before he finished speaking, a muffled sound suddenly came out, and the three-color storm suddenly collapsed like a chopped river, disappearing between heaven and earth.

And in the place where the storm was originally, Zhuo Fan put down his hands indifferently, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"With your trick, it doesn't seem to hurt me in the slightest. Don't forget, I'm an indestructible body of King Kong, not something like a kitten, a dog, a little loach, and it can be scratched!"

clap clap!

Gently patted his clothes and flicked off some dust that did not exist. Zhuo Fan was just swept away by the storm. Under the damaged clothes, his solid muscles were exposed, but there was no damage at all, but it was a little golden. phosphorescence flashes.

It can be seen that Zhuo Fan's Yuan force body protection did not block the three-color storm just now, otherwise his clothes would not be torn. However, this just argues for another terrifying fact about him, that is, he is really a King Kong indestructible, and with his physical body, he directly blocks the quasi-earth-level martial arts released by a master of the Ninth Level of Void Transformation.

Such a bizarre thing, let alone the boundary of Xizhou, I am afraid that even in the entire continent, no one has heard of it.

Damn monster!

Her brows couldn't help shaking, Xie Wuyue felt unwilling for a while, but she was a little helpless. He has just used his strongest martial arts, but still has no effect on Zhuo Fan, so it has been proved that his martial arts are invalid.

Then, the next step is the battle of the gods!

Thinking like this, Xie Wuyue's eyes condensed and her body trembled, and she suddenly released her soul, a giant flying dragon with gray light all over her body.

"Tear the sky, Jiaolong claws!"

Roar!

With a loud bang, the Flood Dragon rushed towards Zhuo Fan, and the sharp minions stabbed into Zhuo Fan's chest fiercely.

"Hmph, Zhuo Fan, I know you are the Heavenly Dragon Soul, but after all, your Dragon Soul has only been condensed for less than five years, and my Flood Dragon Soul is already..."

bump!

Xie Wuyue's eyes were ferocious, and he shouted at Zhuo Fan, but when he heard a loud noise, before his Jiaolong came to Zhuo Fan, he was suddenly shocked and was knocked out by something.

Xie Wuyue couldn't help but tremble slightly, her face turned red, and she spit out a mouthful of red blood. When he stood still and looked forward, he saw only a crimson dragon claw in front of Zhuo Fan, exuding a stunning light.

A sneer flashed in his eyes, Zhuo Fan shook his head contemptuously, and said with a light smile: "The power of the soul is not calculated according to the accumulation of time. Strong is strong, weak is weak. My dragon soul can deal with your dragon soul. You don't have to release it completely. Xie Wuyue, in front of me, you will always be weak!"

"Zhuofan!"

He couldn't help roaring loudly, Xie Wuyue was so angry that his chest kept heaving and he had completely lost his mind. As soon as he stepped on it, he suddenly turned towards Zhuo Fan and rushed over. With a flash of light in his hand, it was already there. A bloody spear, looking around, turned out to be a valuable tenth-level spirit soldier.

"No matter how strong your body is, you are definitely not as good as mine..."

bump!

However, his words were still not finished, his long spear was shattered in front of him immediately, and the little red light was like stars in the sky, flying around.

She couldn't help but be stunned for a while, Xie Wuyue couldn't believe her eyes, this is a tenth-grade spirit soldier, why did it break all of a sudden?

However, when he fixed his eyes and looked forward, he saw that Zhuo Fan was holding a dark and strange long sword in his hand.

Glancing at him lightly, Zhuo Fan's eyes are still calm, but in the calm, there is deep contempt: "Don't forget, I'm a craftsman, what is a tenth-grade spirit soldier in my eyes? "

body endure

Unceasingly shocked, Xie Wuyue was completely stunned!

Complete defeat!

Whether it is the martial arts, the strength of the soul, or the equipment in his hand, he has completely lost to Zhuo Fan, and there is no chance of winning! He has always wanted to prove that he is worse than Zhuo Fan in everything, but this round has just proved that he is far inferior to Zhuo Fan in all aspects.

For a time, he was actually unacceptable, and his body trembled a lot more. But this time it was not because of fear, but because of deep disobedience and unwillingness!

Why, why did he lose!

With a flash of light in his hand, Zhuo Fan withdrew the magic sword in his hand, and his eyes were still unwavering. It seemed that the emperor who was aloof would not take the beggar in front of him into his eyes.

"Zhuofan, I will never lose to you!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream sounded, and Xie Wuyue suddenly bounced up again and rushed towards Zhuo Fan, a claw full of murderous intent already grabbed Zhuo Fan's forehead.

"Xie Wuyue..."

As if it was a voice coming from the nine secluded areas of hell, Zhuo Fan murmured in a low voice: "I didn't do anything just now, it was to rectify the name of the master, and the old man's vision would not be wrong. Next, it's time for me to clear the door. !"

Swish!

The originally indifferent eyes suddenly became ferocious, and Zhuo Fan's full of anger finally erupted at this moment. That monstrous evil spirit radiated to the surroundings suddenly, and immediately shook all the surrounding ruins to smithereens.

Xie Wuyue's sharp claws had not yet caught Zhuo Fan's body, but his breath was suddenly stagnant due to this evil spirit, and he couldn't help but be horrified.

But before he could react, with a crisp snap, Zhuo Fan's fierce unicorn arm grabbed his head first, and then in his panic-stricken eyes, with a bang, smashed into the ground.

Suddenly the entire hall collapsed and collapsed completely.

But Zhuo Fan was still not relieved, with red eyes, he kept pressing on Xie Wuyue's head, dragging all the way underground, but in a matter of seconds, he was thousands of miles away.

"Xie Wuyue, in terms of merit, I earned the 10,000 Holy Spirit Mine back to the sect; in terms of strength, you are being dragged and beaten by me like mud; in terms of people's hearts, more than half of the people in the sect have their hearts on me. Your achievements are not as good as mine, your strength is not as good as mine, and your cohesion is not as good as me. Why are you unconvinced, you insist on fighting with me for the position of suzerain, and for this...for this..."

Zhuo Fan pressed Xie Wuyue's head and ran all the way in the ground, gritted his teeth with hatred, his eyes were red, and even rarely burst into tears, and roared: "I also did the **** thing of killing teachers and ancestors for this reason. Come on, if I don't smash your body into ten thousand pieces today, I'll be sorry for Master's spirit in heaven!"

Boom!

With a loud noise, Zhuo Fan finally grabbed Xie Wuyue from the ground, threw his arm violently, and threw it into the air.

At this moment, Xie Wuyue's entire head was already bloody, his teeth fell out, and his face was beyond recognition. However, there are still colorful clouds covering his body, which saves his life for the time being.

Standing quietly on the ground, Zhuo Fan looked up and seemed to recognize Xiaguang, but it was the tenth-grade spirit armor he gave to Xie Wuyue at the beginning.

"Sect Master, let's save you!"

At this moment, a loud shout sounded, and Shi Feng had already brought all the elders of the whole sect to worship him, and surrounded Zhuo Fan.

Seeing Xie Wuyue in the air, the weak he couldn't help showing a crazy smile, and shouted arrogantly: "Zhuo Fan, it's a pity, you can kill me just one step away. And this The first step is due to the spirit armor you gave me at the beginning. Hahaha...It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, now that the stone worship them are here, facing the siege of so many virtual masters, you won't have this chance again. Sure enough, God is still Towards me. I will not die, but you will die, the entire Moce Sect is still mine, hahaha..."

"Idiot, how can the spirit armor I made protect you, a master murderer!" A faint light flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan's left pupil suddenly ignited a black thunder flame.

At the same time, the spirit armor on Xie Wuyue's body also exploded with a bang, and the black thunder flames slammed on him, causing him to stop excruciating pain, and exclaimed: "This... what is this? What's going on, this spirit armor..."

His face was indifferent, but the corners of Zhuo Fan's mouth drew an evil arc.

He had never believed in this Xie Wuyue, so how could he not give him a hand? Before the two broke up, the pair of spirit armor he presented had already been manipulated. There is a space formation on the spirit armor, which is connected to his Kongming Divine Eye.

At a critical juncture, Zhuo Fan can completely use the spirit armor on Xie Wuyue to kill him with Po Kong.

But now with this World Destruction Thunder Flame, it is much more convenient.

Hearing Xie Wuyue's shrill screams gradually disappearing in his ears, and seeing the figure that was constantly burning in the black thunder flames, turning into nothingness, Zhuo Fan looked up at the sky, and couldn't help taking a deep breath. murmur.

Master, this disciple has cleared the door for you...