"Excellent is my mortal king!"
"Facing the Holy Realm, one knife is just like one knife to a child!"
"Just one word, fuck! Although it doesn't feel very suitable for my identity, this is the only word that can express my mood at the moment..."
"Is this really a younger generation, not an old monster? It scared another Holy Realm elder to the point where he knelt down and begged for mercy!"
Many geniuses looked at the young man holding the snow-white dragon sword with admiration. At this time, they were all as excited as a monkey jumping up and down. They roared loudly and at the top of their lungs regardless of their appearance. Even the geniuses of the seven giants also shouted. It was like a thunderbolt pouring into the body, because in the past, it was only speculated that mortal kings had the strength of the holy realm, but no one had seen it with their own eyes. But now, it is comparable to the holy realm, and it is completely the realm of the Great Sage!
Let me ask, who else? !
crazy.
These talented people with broad vision are crazy and forget everything...
On the other hand, the more than 3,000 disciples of Shenji Sect all looked ashen, and the other thirty-four Half-Saint Elders were all frightened and uneasy. The small balls in their hands fell to the ground feebly. Last time, they were breaking the ball. Tou Ya has seen the power of the younger generation of mortal kings, killing the elders of the Holy Realm instantly with one arrow, and now even more with one sword!
Not only that, that knife was so simple that it had no fancy, but it contained the charm of the holy realm, as if even the void was cut open.
How long has it been since he became a saint in the art of swordsmanship...
The most desperate thing is that with the death of Liu Shengrong, the only remaining Saint Realm elder Wang Zhili has become the one with the highest status and prestige in the Shenji Sect, but he took the initiative to kneel down and shirk the blame!
What should they do?
Immediately afterwards, more than half of the thirty-four semi-saint elders knelt on the ground, begging for mercy like Wang Zhili, while the remaining ten or so remained indifferent, not wavering at all from the center of the Divine Machine Sect, and they were considered to be iron-clad. .
"I don't intend to let go of any of the holy realms in the Divine Machine Sect. I'll see you in the next life."
Zhao Fan raised the knife and lowered it. The Holy Realm elder kneeling in front of him was cut into two pieces along with the void where he was.
Then, the void healed and returned to its original state.
But the two sections of Wang Zhili's body fell to one side, and even the Dao Pill in his Dantian was split into two.
Zhao Fan looked at the corpse with indifferent eyes and said: "Let your soul linger and be reincarnated. I hope you won't have anything to do with the Divine Machine Sect in the next life. Get out!"
"Thank you, thank you King Fan." Wang Zhili's severely injured soul immediately saluted with tears in his eyes, and then ran away into the distance.
Zhao Fan glanced at the remaining thirty-four elders.
Those kneeling on the ground were trembling and desperately begging for mercy, because they heard King Mortal say that he would not let go even in the Holy Realm, which meant that under the Holy Realm, there was hope of survival.
"The death penalty can be avoided, but... there is one thing you have to do, and that is to destroy your martial arts or Dantian. If you are reluctant to do so, I am willing to do it for you." Zhao Fan said in a tone that could not be refused, and raised the Long Yao Tian Dao in his hand. , facing them directly, like a monarch who rules the world!
"Dead...wasted body..."
The kneeling elder struggled for a moment and chose to commit suicide. Faced with the threat of the snow-white dragon knife, he did not dare to delay, lest the other party would lose patience and take action directly.
Clapping and clapping.
The elders fell to the ground one after another, extremely weak.
The twelve elders, who had been standing on the ground fighting with the fear in their hearts from beginning to end, looked at this scene with extremely complicated expressions.
"What, why don't you take action?" Zhao Fan showed a trace of impatience.
"When they kneel down to you, they are no longer Shenji Sect monks." A semi-saint elder took a breath and said unyieldingly: "I am willing to defend the Shenji Sect to the death, kill me, and stay as deputy sect When the Lord returns, I believe she will not let me wait to die in vain! God bless my divine machine door and immortality!"
He looked like a strong man who was about to go to the execution ground to die generously, with a very firm look on his face.
