"You two, can you give way? I don't know this person. The grudge between you has nothing to do with me."
Su Fan didn't want to care about these things.
He didn't want to care whether the entire Qingshui Sect was possessed by demons. This was the Yuanding Sect's business. If the sky fell, there would still be tall people standing up.
He didn't want to get into trouble with Qingshui Sect.
Unfortunately, his concession made the Qingshui Sect brothers think that he was afraid. They looked at him with murderous eyes: "Hand over the storage bag and tie yourself up. When we kill this person, I will I’ll let you go later”
"This fellow Taoist must not believe them. These two are demon cultivators."
Seeing this, Xu Xing from the Chaoyang Sect on the side immediately reminded him anxiously.
"you shut up"
Su Fan was really annoyed with this guy. Of course he knew that these two Qingshui Sect demon cultivators never wanted to let them leave.
As an old monster, he certainly knows that the Qingshui Sect needs to convert to the demonic path, which is still very dangerous. Once outsiders know about it, they will definitely be criticized by the people of the Wu Kingdom and even the Southern Wilderness State, and they will attack in groups.
They need time, and naturally they need to silence themselves.
What he just said was just to relax the vigilance of the two of them.
Although his combat power is higher than the two of them, who knows what means the two demon cultivators have at their disposal. If they relax their vigilance, he can easily make a sneak attack.
"Noisy!"
When the two Qingshui Sect disciples looked at Xu Xing, their murderous intent was greatly increased, and they took action without any scruples, directly sacrificing the magic weapon of the devil. Among them, the ninth-level monk of the Purple Mansion, the Ghost Evil Sword in his hand, risked his life. The black energy is full of evil spirits, like a ghost threatening his life.
I don't know how many mortals I killed before I refined this demonic weapon.
Su Fan's eyes revealed a hidden murderous intent.
Su Fan didn't care about the immortal cultivators killing the monks. After all, killing was very common in the world of immortal cultivators. If you kill me, I'll kill you.
But for demonic cultivators, they would kill mortals to refine magic weapons and devour them for cultivation. This triggered Su Fan's reverse scale.
It's not Madonna Su Fan, but mortals who have always been the foundation of the world of immortality, and what Su Fan has always gained from his practice are humane merits.
Therefore, mortals are more important in Su Fan's eyes. Even if they are not mortals of the Su family, Su Fan will save him if he encounters them. Of course, the premise is that he has this ability.
The demon cultivator specializes in killing mortals, so of course he is disgusted.
Since the other party was unwilling to let him go, he naturally had murderous intentions, and the sooner this matter ended, the better.
Who knows if those crazy demon cultivators from the Qingshui Sect will come over.
As soon as he made a move, Su Fan acted vigorously and directly used the Red Fire Thunder and Zhi Gang Zhi Yang third-level spells, which were as powerful as some magical powers.
Thunder erupted from the palm of his hand, condensed into thunder.
Boom!
Thunder rumbled from the ground.
"What?"
Su Fan's attack came so suddenly and unexpectedly that the ninth level cultivator of the Purple Mansion of the Qingshui Sect didn't react at all. The red fire thunder bowl-sized thunder still landed on top of his head.
The red fire thunder is Zhigang Zhiyang, and he turned to the demonic path and transformed into a demonic cultivator, which is also what he fears most.
The thunder power of Zhi Gang Zhi Yang, mixed with the blazing flames, rushed into his body and instantly found the Yin evil power in his body.
The two forces of yin and yang strangled each other.
"Ah~~~"
There was a shrill scream, but Su Fan didn't care about it. The bone gun in his hand pierced the opponent's throat directly. As soon as the gun head turned, his head turned down.
"Still want to escape"
The physical body was destroyed, and the opponent's soul fled. However, how could it escape from Su Fan's eyes? The opponent's soul was floating in the ghost sword, and another thunder fell.
Directly destroying his soul.
All this happened within a few breaths. Before another monk from the Purple Mansion of Qingshui Sect could react, his senior brother, a monk at the ninth level of the Purple Mansion, had already died, his spirit and soul destroyed.
His eyes were splitting when he saw it, and he was also frightened at the same time.
"good!"
When Chaoyang Sect, a seventh-level monk of the Purple Mansion, saw this situation, he immediately felt better and looked excited.
"stupid guy!"
When Su Fan saw this guy, he was immediately speechless. With such a good opportunity, the opponent did not make a sneak attack. Instead, he stood aside and clapped his hands and cheered him.
I don’t know what’s going on in this guy’s head.
But he was not such a fool. In the blink of an eye, Qingshui Sect, an eighth-level cultivator from the Purple Mansion, moved, seemed to change shape, and came to the opponent's side, stabbing out the bone spear in an instant.
The latter also reacted, and at the critical moment, he took out his magic weapon and blocked it in front of him.
Click!
However, his face soon froze, because his third-level magical weapon was like glass. Facing the Bone Gun, it was penetrated without any blocking force. Then, with the power of the bolt, it penetrated Through his heart.
"you,,,,,"
This person wanted to say something, but then his breath disappeared in the next second. Of course, his soul in Niwan Palace has not been strangled yet.
But the physical body was destroyed, and he didn't even reach the golden elixir. The soul at this moment had no power, and Su Fan didn't hold back, and directly wiped out his soul.
In less than ten breaths, Su Fan killed all the two Qingshui Sect Purple Mansion monks.
The Chaoyang Sect monk who was watching was stunned.
You know, the two monks of the Qingshui Sect, one is at the ninth level of the Purple Mansion, and the other is the eighth level of the Purple Mansion, and these two are also demon cultivators.
You know, he was chased and beaten by two people before. If his master was not Jinguang Zhenren, a ninth-level Jindan, who gave him a few life-saving treasures, he would have died at the hands of these two people.
As a result, the two demon cultivators who had been so vicious just now died in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, the opponent's terrifying fighting power finally made him come back to his senses, and he saw the impatient look in his eyes.
At this moment, Xu Xing finally recovered and said with a dry smile: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your life-saving grace. Xu Xing is grateful."
"Hmph! I don't dare to accept Fellow Daoist Xu's gratitude. You and I should just part ways."
Su Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with this person at all. In his eyes, this guy was just a flower in the greenhouse, and he was also a troublemaker.
Su Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party.
With a wave of his hand, he put away the two corpses and prepared to leave.
"well!"
"This fellow Taoist"
Just when Su Fan was about to leave, Xu Xing suddenly stood in front of Su Fan.
"Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"
"Even if you are the disciple of Chaoyang Sect Jinguang Zhenren, so what, I will kill you without even taking a breath. The treasure in your hand has almost been used."
"Afterwards, I left Nanhuang Prefecture directly, and it would be difficult for your master to find me."
Su Fan looked at the other party with murderous intent and said coldly.
"Fellow Taoist has misunderstood. Xu Xing did not intend to stop fellow Taoist, he just wanted to implore fellow Taoist to leave these two bodies behind."
(End of chapter)
