Yu Xianer had experienced Guantou Cliff and marched into the underground city with her master to attack the Zhao family. She was very clear about the hatred between King Fan and Han Ruyi. Therefore, when she heard this from Zhao Fan, she did not feel that

Accident.

However, many geniuses were dumbfounded and almost went crazy.

King Fan and himself are both of the younger generation, and now they dare to come to the Divine Machine Sect alone and threaten to kill the previous generation of saints!

If it were anyone else, he would definitely be labeled as a longevity star who eats arsenic and becomes tired of living.

But that young man is still a mortal king after all. Nearly nine months ago, he had single-handedly defeated the geniuses from many forces together!

Now that he appears safe and sound, it means that he is the only person in history who fell into the cliff and survived!

Who knows how powerful it is today?

After all, a snoring kills Miaoyin instantly. It is even more unfathomable than it was at the ancient ruins.

Could it be said that he really has the capital to bring down all the great saints in the holy realm?

When many geniuses think of this, they start to look forward to it in their hearts. If they can witness it with their own eyes in their lifetime, they will have no regrets even if they die immediately.

Yu Xianer and Xu Jingyun stood on the ground. She knew that she could not escape in the hands of the mortal king, so she lost her previous anxiety. Instead, she lowered her hands as if accepting her fate, and even closed her eyes. The new saint next to her was

Son, but trembling in confusion.

"Do you know why the bell rings?" Zhao Fan said very straightforwardly: "I am not here alone. If I am not wrong, He Chuanyue, the leader of the Shenji Sect, has fallen!"

As soon as these words came out, many geniuses fell into even greater shock.

The master of Shenji Sect is dead?

It was the majestic middle stage of the Holy Realm, and it had the legendary Blade of Heaven's Punishment and even a God-given treasure. Even if it faced the late stage of the Holy Realm without special means, it could still have an absolute upper hand.

But he died without knowing it?

In the past, there were talented people who used cruel words or sarcastic remarks, and buried their heads lower than their collarbones, fearing that they would be punished by the mortal king.

As everyone knows, Zhao Fan has no intention of caring about it at all. How can Long care about what Maggot says?

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Fan, who was in the air, landed directly in front of Yu Xian'er and Xu Jingyun. He lightly pointed outside the Dantian of the new Holy Son.

Phew!

A bloody hole appeared in Xu Jingyun's abdomen. His breath suddenly weakened, and he screamed and fell to the ground unconscious.

Under the gaze of many geniuses with numb scalps, a pile of nine-color Dao Dan fragments rolled out of the blood hole.

Dao Dan was destroyed and Dantian was abolished!

The new Holy Son, who thought he was reaching the pinnacle of his life, was reduced to a useless body.

Zhao Fan is not a butcher. Except for Han Ruyi and He Chuanyue, he will not kill those who have lost the ability to resist without any reason. However, abolishing the path of cultivation is almost the same as eradicating the roots.

Zhao Fan didn't want to waste time, he stretched out another finger and pointed it towards Yu Xian'er's Dantian.

At this moment, Yu Xian'er suddenly opened his eyes and said as if relieved: "King Fan, I hope you will allow Xian'er to finish his last few words."

"Please speak." Zhao Fan nodded slightly.

Yu Xian'er chuckled and said: "As her disciple, I chose to be born in this pond, so there would be no danger of being a fish in the pond. But to be born in the same era as you, I am lucky."

Many geniuses feel the same way. If there is someone who is slightly stronger than themselves and has no hope of catching up, they will be jealous and compare with each other, but can crush them in one breath and are the same age as the other person. Then they can only look up to them.

The geniuses of other eras never even had the chance to look up to them.

They are no longer in the same circle. The stage that belongs to the mortal king is not the younger generation, but the top of the Hidden Sect!

Yu Xian'er added: "I once thought you had fallen and tried to surpass you through hard work. In the end, I found that all my efforts were not as good as your casual step. In short, thank you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her right hand, concentrated her magic power to the maximum, and patted her Dantian without any hesitation.

"Wait a minute."

Just when her palm was about to crush her Dantian, with two words, a hand grabbed her wrist, "Forget it, as long as there is a great road between heaven and earth, even if the Shenji Sect is completely destroyed, new ones will appear.

After all, the Shenji Sect needs a spokesperson."

Zhao Fan shook his head and sighed, and said: "I think you are more pleasing to the eye. When Han Ruyi is killed, the rest of the mess will be left to you. I hope you won't make the same mistake again, otherwise I won't be merciful next time."

Yu Xianer looked at that plain face in disbelief.

After a while, her eyes darkened and she fell to the ground.

Zhao Fan removed his hand from Yu Xianer's fair neck. He turned his head and glanced at Ji Lan over there, and said: "Keep an eye on her for me. As for the others, the Qianlong Conference can continue if they want to. If they don't, they can continue."

It’s gone.”

When the voice disappeared, his body also disappeared from the sight of many geniuses.

Yu Xian'er just fell into a coma and had no impact on her cultivation path. On the other hand, the new Holy Son seemed to be much unlucky.

Ji Lan stepped on the void, flew over and picked up Yu Xian'er in his hands, returned to his seat, and placed the saint on the table with a strong thrust. He also laughed and said: "King Fan is my brother, everyone.

Give me some face and don’t make things difficult for me. I hereby announce that the Qianlong Conference will continue. No objections, right?"

"have!"

"Yes, King Fan is going to kill the saint of the previous generation. How can he do such a grand scene that is rare to see in ten thousand years?"

"Yes, who can still sit still? Hurry, let's catch up. If we miss it, we will regret it for the rest of our lives!"

…

Many geniuses left their seats one after another and rushed outside the Taoyuan like birds of prey.

In the martial arts arena that was bustling with people just a moment ago, only Ji Lan and four other royal family members were left, as well as the unconscious saint and the new saint.

"Fuck, who are these people!"

Ji Lan said depressedly: "The key is, I also want to see Brother Fan's incredible strength, what should I do? How about you help me look at Yu Xian'er? Who, don't you always want to see the beauty of the saint?

Now that the opportunity has come, even if you secretly take advantage, no one will know..."

As a result, before he could finish speaking, the three young princes and a young princess rose from the ground and chased after the numerous geniuses.

"day!"

Ji Lan swore, but he was really itching in his heart. Zhao Fan and Han Ruyi were dueling. After passing this village, there was no such shop. I am afraid that I would never have the chance to see that brother use his full strength...

Suddenly, he looked at the ground with bright eyes, and immediately used the imitation Qingfeng Divine Sword to dig a ten-meter-deep hole behind the seat, put Yu Xian'er into it, and then removed everything on her body except her clothes.

They all paid it down, put a wooden board on top, and filled it with soil.

After compacting, Ji Lan cleaned up the remaining soil on the ground. Compared with other parts of the ground, the surface looked normal.

"Life must have a sense of ritual." He dusted off the dust from his hair, straightened his clothes, and rushed out of Taoyuan like lightning...

…

The first thing Zhao Fan did was to sense his father's position, which was in the direction of the Zongwu Hall. Like a gust of wind, he soon appeared on the top floor of the Zongwu Hall. Looking at the messy training chamber, He Chuanyue's body was nowhere to be seen.

, and my father’s body can only be described as tragic.

"Dad, are you okay?" Zhao Fan stepped into the secret training room.

"Calm down, give me a quarter of an hour." Zhao Yan said with his eyes moving, his lips moving, and his tone sounded very weak, "I killed that He Chuanyue eleven times."

"Eleven times?"

Zhao Fan was startled and asked doubtfully: "Is he a cat? Also, where is the body? Could it have escaped..."

"Dead, very sure." Zhao Yan said with a smile: "Look down the hole outside, you should be able to find that otherwise the sect-protecting formation of the Divine Machine Sect has already activated the highest level mode. In other words, the situation is a bit strange.

Ah, there was such a big movement, but Han Ruyi didn't show up. I thought that she would arrive in time before I could successfully kill He Chuanyue."

"Han Ruyi is not in the Shenji Sect at the moment."

Zhao Fan had a smile on his face, "However, once He Chuanyue dies, and she has great deduction skills, she will notice it as soon as possible, and she should be back soon. We must seize the time and try to let the Shenji Sect

All the buildings were reduced to ruins. I don’t know what Han Ruyi would have thought the moment she arrived and saw the completely different Shenji Gate.”

"Just thinking about it will relieve your anger."

Zhao Yan said in a great mood: "Besides, don't wait for me stupidly. Hurry down and bring He Chuanyue's body up. If other elders get the array plate on him, we will be passive and even fall into a trap."

It’s all possible here.”

"good."

Zhao Fan glanced at the Blade of Heaven's Punishment left by He Chuanyue on the ground. He had heard from his uncle that it was passed down by the previous sect leaders, so he walked out and said: "Dad, the Blade of Heaven's Punishment is definitely a divine weapon.

Now that it has become ownerless, it is up to you to take it. However, it is not as high quality as the kitchen knife I gave you."

"become."

Zhao Yan was not polite. It was not until Zhao Fan flew down from the Zongfu Hall that the father coughed violently and vomited a large mouthful of blood.

The repercussions caused by the Ten Fate Armor were far less severe than what he said when facing his son.

Zhao Yan will not be able to exert 30% of his initial strength for at least a month because the internal injuries are too severe. It stands to reason that he should have been unconscious as early as when he triggered the tenth protective sky light. Now not only has He killed

Chuan Yue, Xing Xing and his son exchanged several words again, relying on will.

And this will comes from Zhao Yan's desire to see with his own eyes Han Ruyi, who killed his wife and separated his children... to pay for it with his life!
To be continued...