After Zhao Fan finished dealing with the deacons, it was the turn of the disciples. He faced more than three thousand figures of all shapes and sizes but uniformly dressed, as thin as a grain of rice standing in the sea...
But the brilliance of this grain of rice eclipsed the sun, the earth, and the moon.
"Should you do it yourself, or should I do it?" Zhao Fan shook the Long Yao Heavenly Sword in his hand, and the cold light reflected passed through the pupils of the Shenji Sect disciples one after another.
The slogans were shouted loudly before, but after seeing most of the elders kneeling down and committing suicide temporarily, what else do ordinary disciples have to persevere in?
No one dares to go against the current and make a call for Shenjimen.
The applause at the time of self-destruction overlapped, like a sad piece of music, and lasted for a full five minutes. More than 3,000 disciples, from those who had reached the venerable realm to those who had just entered the Taoist realm, were all reduced to useless bodies and weak. He fell weakly to the ground, defeated.
Zhao Fan looked at the scene in front of him with indifference and said expressionlessly: "If you want to blame it, just blame it on you having a good deputy sect master."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and came to Chen Chun'er and Zhao Yan who were standing not far away. Then he sat down on the sleeping baby Long's belly, feeling extremely comfortable.
However, Zhao Fan's heartstrings did not loosen.
Destroyed all the buildings of the Shenji Sect, killed two elders of the Holy Realm, and forced more than 3,000 disciples, deacons, and elders to be destroyed. This was just a little interest. What really made him laugh was that It was the moment when Han Ruyi... died under his own knife!
The same was true for Zhao Yan. He leaned against Long Baobao and said, "Xiao Fan, when Han Ruyi comes back, if we feel that we are outmatched, we will evacuate immediately, even if we die together."
"clear."
Zhao Fan nodded. Even he couldn't figure out his current strength. Although he had a battle with his great-uncle who was the incarnation of the peak holy realm mana, it was not representative. After all, his great-uncle's consciousness was at the divine level. Even if The incarnation of mana is the pinnacle of the holy realm, but it can beat any peak of the holy realm.
As for Han Ruyi, she was comparable to the peak of the Holy Realm, but she didn't know the upper limit of the power of her three heaven-shaking strikes.
The matter of Jiuyoumen concerns all living beings in the world and cannot be delayed any longer, so Zhao Fan's only chance in the short term depends on this one time.
Not only that, even if the Shenji Sect's buildings, high-rise buildings, and disciples are all destroyed, if Han Ruyi is safe and sound, sooner or later another Shenji Sect will be established. As the spokesperson of the Heaven and Earth Avenue, he can be said to respond to one call.
this moment.
The looks in the eyes of the many prodigies in the distance can only be described as shock, because they witnessed the miracle of one person annihilating an entire sect, and the initiator was an existence about the same age as himself!
Like grass, facing towering trees, it is close in front of you, but out of reach.
Even Ji Lan was so thirsty that he didn't know how to blow. In his mind, there was no adjective in the world that could fully describe the feat of his brother.
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Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Fan was not idle. He switched to the first dantian, put his hand on his father's shoulder, and injected a dragon yang elixir power to investigate.
The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, "Dad, your internal injuries..."
"Calm down, you can't die." Zhao Yan laughed heartlessly and said, "Even if you die, it's worth it. Ling'er and I can have a son like you, this life will not be in vain."
Chen Chuner was silent on the side.
"Come here, do you want to die? It's harder here than in heaven." Zhao Fan said as he took out a snow-white lotus.
The snow-white lotus flower has seven petals in total, with three red cores in the center.
"This is... the blood-hearted snow lotus?" Zhao Yan looked at the lotus in his son's hand and said in surprise: "According to the "Record of Strange Things", only one flower will appear in the world every thousand years, even if it is at the peak of the holy realm and is on the verge of death. After being inhaled, it can return to full vitality within one stick of incense, so it is called the holy flower of healing."
