At this time, Baby Dragon patted one of the old women in gray robes with his paw, and said with innocent eyes: "Boss, these were not captured by Que'er and I, but by her, who led the bad guys on the ground to ambush you, Boss, but we found out

Yes, please open the door and come in."

"Oh? Ambush me?"

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he guessed the reason. It was most likely related to the disappearance of the entire vampire clan. Then King Gal Wolf, who was present at the scene, provided clues.

He sighed with emotion as he glanced at the group of dark masters from the Western Extraordinary World on the ground. It was indeed a generous move to let people from the Holy Realm lead the team. The other sixteen were all comparable to the level of the Martial Lord.

Zhao Fan squatted in front of the gray-robed old woman and asked with a smile: "You are the Holy Witch of one of the two holy realms in the Dark Church, right? Second only to the Dark Demon King, you are in the line of prophets and are good at deductions?"

After conquering Prince Williams and the Nine Dukes of the Vampire Clan, Zhao Fan had already asked in detail about the layout and distribution of the Western Extraordinary World, and it was very easy to guess the identity of the other party.

The holy witch fell to the ground, raised his neck and said: "So what? No matter how hard I calculated, I never expected that the dog and two birds you raised, Jiangzhou Martial Lord, are both at the holy level. Now, I should call you Jiangzhou."

Only the Martial Saint is right."

"What's the point of coming to the place where I'm staying if you don't know how to mobilize troops?" Zhao Fan looked into her eyes.

As a being in the Dark Holy See who is more powerful than anyone else, when has she ever been treated like this? But she knows very well that if she is too stubborn to give in and she and the kings of the sixteen ethnic groups all fall here, then what will happen to her?

It’s really not worth it. Half of the top leaders of the entire Dark Holy See are here!

The price is so high that the Holy See of Light will definitely take advantage of the situation. Even if the powerful Dark Lord can save his life, he will eventually end up with the polished commander escaping. In less than a hundred years, he will not be able to bring up a force that can compete with the Holy See of Light now.

Therefore, the Holy Witch said humbly: "Don't get me wrong, we are not here to deal with you, but to verify whether the disappearance of the vampire clan has anything to do with you!"

"What if it has something to do with me? What will you do?" Zhao Fan asked without fear.

"It has something to do with you..."

The holy witch's scalp was numb and he didn't know how to answer the call. Fortunately, a zombie-like but normal-conscious King of the Living Dead beside him intervened in time, "Zhao Wusheng, if it has something to do with you, then it is relevant. We are simply

It's just an investigation under the order of the Dark Lord, so why would I go against you so ignorantly because of the vampire incident?"

"The response was pretty quick."

Chen Chun'er laughed at the side and said: "Senior brother, according to my opinion, just kill them all. None of the auras are normal. They are either sinister or cold. Each of the blood evils on his body is bigger than the last. There must be many harmful things.

If you do it, if you kill him on the spot, it will be a great merit."

"That makes sense."

Zhao Fan nodded slightly.

The Holy Witch and the kings of the sixteen dark ethnic groups were immediately anxious after hearing the words of the Chinese man and woman. Regret was hard to describe the mood of these people. After all, once he died, basically few ethnic groups had successors. It was like a group of dragons without a leader.

The end result is that they will be captured by other ethnic groups, or they will be encircled and suppressed by the Holy See of Light...

"No, Jiangzhou Martial Saint, absolutely must not do it!" the Holy Witch said in shock: "If we are killed, the extraordinary world in the West will have an unprecedented shock, the whole camp will be in chaos, and all living beings will be devastated. I don't know how many ordinary people will die.

! And now, the Holy See of Light is on par with us, the Holy See of Darkness. As long as this structure does not collapse, it will continue to be maintained and there will always be peace. The ordinary people we harm in normal times are very few compared to those in troubled times."

"I'm sorry, that's a matter for your Western supernatural world and has nothing to do with my distant country from the east."

After Zhao Fan finished speaking, a golden brilliance in the shape of a blade burst out from his fingertips, as fast as the wind and as powerful as thunder, it penetrated into the Holy Witch's head.

The next moment, the holy witch's body fell limply to the ground, and her eyes that could not close her eyes were filled with disbelief until she died!

After becoming a saint in the way of swordsmanship, coupled with the five styles of heavenly swords given by the heavenly origin, Zhao Fan has reached the point where everything can be turned into a sword. A flower, a leaf, a grass or a tree can be turned into a sword by sticking it casually, and his own dragon

The power of Yang is not to mention.

Although this "sword" is not as powerful as the Long Yaotian Sword in its best state, it can kill even the Great Sage in an instant.

At this moment, the sixteen kings of the dark group were so shocked that their bones were shaking. Is this the Jiangzhou Martial Lord that he wanted to attack and kill during this trip?

With a golden light in the air, the holy witch at the holy level fell directly!

Horrible, too scary...

Even the Dark Lord cannot kill the Holy Witch so easily!

The king of the sixteen ethnic groups was as stiff as if he was fixed to the ground by an invisible nail. His mind wanted to struggle and move, but his body refused to obey him at all. He was truly paralyzed with fear!

If they had known earlier that the Chinese youth would become so powerful after the live broadcast of the memorial service a year ago, and given them 10,000 courage, they would not have dared to die even if the dark master gave way...

"It's your turn."

Zhao Fan's faint gaze swept over the other person's face one by one.

Some of the kings of the sixteen ethnic groups were wailing and begging for mercy, while others were so frightened that they did not dare to make a sound.

"Forget it, let's leave one to report back."

Zhao Fan spoke again: "However, there are sixteen people, who should I let go?"

"Me, me!"

"Let me go, Jiangzhou Martial Saint, and I will bring your divine power to the Holy See, and let all the dark-type supernatural beings worship you!"

"He can't do it. He doesn't have that status. I have the greatest qualifications and influence. As the king of the ghost clan, even the dark master will refer to my opinion when making major decisions."

"Don't listen to him. I am the number one leader of the superpowers in the Holy See. I am willing to lead all my superpowers to break away from the Dark Holy See and serve you."

…

"Effectiveness?"

Zhao Fan shifted his gaze towards the leader of the dark power user, "By the way, what is your superpower?"

"Control darkness and devour all things." The other party thought that he was about to be selected, so he introduced without sparing any effort: "It has not been developed yet, and it is comparable to the kings of various ethnic groups. If it goes one step further, it may even be able to achieve the status of the Dark Lord.

Shake."

"I'm not interested. Besides, with my strength, what's the point of asking you and the trash under my command to serve?"

While Zhao Fan was speaking, he moved his fingertips, and another golden sword energy penetrated the former's head. Then, black mist leaked from the corpse. It lasted for a few minutes, and then dissipated into the air. Unknown

Whereabouts.

"Next."

Zhao Fanshi was like a judge of life and death, and his gentle voice was as terrifying as a life-threatening talisman when it fell into the ears of the kings of the other fifteen ethnic groups!

The King of the Living Dead raised his stiff square face and said: "Master Jiangzhou Martial Saint, I am a member of the living dead clan and master the art of immortality. If..."

However, before he could finish his words, a golden sword energy flashed out, followed by the holy witch and the dark superpower leader.

The eyes of the other clan kings were panicked and incomprehensible.

Suddenly, I heard the Chinese young man in charge of life and death say with disgust: "I saw this slumped face, so I killed him. If any of you have an opinion on this, feel free to express it, but... I never disagree.

Reasonable."

In other words, my existence is the truth!

"..."

The kings of many ethnic groups were so stupid that no one dared to recommend themselves for a long time.

Zhao Fan yawned and said impatiently: "My patience is limited. I have been waiting all day to catch up on sleep. I have no time to waste it here. I will give you five more minutes to save yourself. After that, no one can leave."

Then, he closed his eyes and waited.

And Baby Long also thoughtfully pulled up a chair, "Boss, sit down."

"Well..." Zhao Fan lowered his buttocks.

One minute.

Two minutes.

He hasn't moved since he sat down.

The kings of many ethnic groups looked at each other, thinking that the Chinese young man with incredible strength was really asleep, but it was of no use. Escape? It was impossible. After all, before he came back, he was deceived by that extremely powerful man.

The sexy Samoyed and the two birds were wiped out!

"No, I can't sit still and wait for death."
Chapter completed!