He couldn't understand, and he didn't bother to wonder why. In the rush and panic, he just had time to pick up the sword in his hand and block it.
However, the sword was struck by the sword light and cut into the body of Saint Ancestor Shangming.
Phew!
Saint Ancestor Shangming was directly hit hard, but most of his body was avoided in time, so it was not fatal.
The Saint Ancestor of the Three Rules next to him was unlucky. It was too late to react. He was affected by one-fifth of the sword light. The Saint Ancestor's body was cut cleanly like tofu, and the power ravaged the contents of his body. The power and consciousness of the Holy Ancestor.
An ordinary knife.
A Saint Ancestor of the Four Rules was severely injured.
A Saint Ancestor of the Three Rules has fallen!
Zhao Fan was dumbfounded in the transparent barrier. The headless dean's knife was as casual as a monkey.
The damage caused was extremely terrifying!
He could still see the cleverness of the previous Shield of Destruction, but he really didn't understand anything about this sword.
All the Saint Ancestors of the Netherworld Tribe panicked and couldn't help but suspect that Headless Dean was doing one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, and had used some means that they could not detect to injure one Saint Ancestor and Feigui Saint Ancestor to death.
The eyes of Saint Ancestor Shangming showed a look of despair, and he said through the group voice transmission: "The dean of the Holy Academy did not use any extraordinary means to cheat. This is the gap..."
"What?"
"No deception?"
"No way, no way!"
Their mentality is broken.
Everyone is so obsessed with this, but they still can't change the fact of the desperate situation.
"I don't believe it. A single Saint Ancestor can really destroy a large group of us Nether Tribe Saint Ancestors?"
Saint Ancestor Youran, who had mastered the Three Rules, looked fierce and took the initiative to kill the dean of the Holy Academy.
Under his influence, the other Saint Ancestors of the Netherworld also regained their strength. They all showed desperate postures as if they were crazy, and even burned their own Saint Ancestors at all costs.
…
after thirty-nine breaths
The nothingness outside the boundaries of Beiyou Domain was completely quiet.
There are a mess of broken corpses floating around, as well as complete and ownerless sacred ancestral artifacts here and there...
All the saint ancestors of the Nether Clan were destroyed!
None survived.
The dean of the Holy Court only suffered some minor injuries.
After all, at the level of the Saint Ancestor of a single rule, if you take on a group of Saint Ancestors who mostly have multiple rules, no matter how flawless you are, there will be times when you can't cope with it.
There are limits in some areas.
Zhao Fan, with his eyes open, was as dull as if he was petrified.
In his consciousness, he kept reviewing the scenes that took less than fifty breaths before and after...
Shocking!
Unprecedented shock!
The dean of the Holy Court raised his fingers and put away all the holy ancestral weapons. "It's not bad. If it is remade, it can be a pretty good holy ancestral weapon."
And what he sees as quite good is the pinnacle of knowledge in the world...
at this time.
The dean of the Holy Academy turned around and glanced at Zhao Fan, who was shocked and dazed. As if he had expected it, he turned his hand and put it into the collarbone cave, then raised his step and took a step forward.
When the front foot landed, it did not appear where it should have appeared, but appeared in the distant Holy Courtyard!
He raised his hind legs, and together with his headless body, appeared in front of the gate of the Holy Courtyard.
One step, return!
"Master Dean, are you back so soon?"
The Saint Ancestor of Destruction rushed over and asked with concern: "Where is Creation? How is he? Is there anything wrong with him?"
