Since Wang Luoying, Qin Yu, and Jiang Hao's trump cards were destroyed by Xiao Fan, they suffered a certain amount of backlash. Hence, the three of them immediately spat out mouthfuls of blood. Looking dispirited, they lay powerlessly on the ground, having lost the ability to fight.
Xiao Fan looked at the three of them with a calm expression. He took a step forward and once again raised the final Magic Sword.
"Xiao Fan, you killed me. The Misty Peak will definitely kill you …!" Looking at the final Magic Sword that was ruthlessly descending, Wang Luoying suddenly screamed. His voice was filled with fear and despair.
However!
"Puchi!"
In the end, the Magic Sword did not hesitate at all. Then, it heavily slashed into Wang Luoying's head, instantly splitting his head into two.
Wang Luoying's voice also came to an abrupt end. His mutilated and bloodied face was still frozen with hatred, unwillingness, and disbelief. His entire aura instantly dissipated, and he died on the spot.
Wang Luoying, dead!
"Xiao Fan, you have enemies everywhere. I'll wait for you down below …!" Jiang Hao roared. His eyes were filled with hatred for Xiao Fan as he laughed maliciously.
Xiao Fan did not say anything. His expression was calm. He also slashed down with his sword. Then, the sword light suddenly flashed and directly cut Jiang Hao from top to bottom into eight pieces.
Jiang Hao, dead!
"Xiao Fan, when Qin Tian comes out of seclusion, it will be the anniversary of your death. In front of my grave, there will definitely be a good head of yours as a sacrifice …!" Qin Yu, like Wang Luoying, shouted crazily. His voice was filled with hatred.
Qin Tian was the true successor of the Qin Sect. His strength and status were on par with Tuoba Liuyun, Xuan Tianzi, the Child Of The Sacred Fire, and Wan Langtian.
"Puchi!"
What welcomed Qin Yu was Xiao Fan's merciless slash. As the slash landed, a black light exploded. Qin Yu's entire body was instantly sliced into countless pieces of flesh of different sizes. Then, a black flame suddenly appeared out of nowhere and burned Qin Yu's pieces of flesh.
In just a few breaths of time, Qin Yu was burned to ashes. He no longer existed in this world. Not even a trace of him was left.
Qin Yu, dead!
After doing all this, Xiao Fan turned around without saying a word. However, the exhaustion on his face became even more apparent. He held the final Magic Sword and slowly walked towards the direction of the rock.
Flowers of blood blossomed beneath his feet, and bones were scattered all over the ground. The ground was littered with broken limbs and bones, forming a strange and bloody scene that constantly stimulated the five senses of the surrounding people.
The entire peak of Tianfeng Mountain was so silent that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Everyone looked at Xiao Fan's exhausted back in horror. Many people were trembling uncontrollably. Their faces were pale, and their scalps were about to explode.
Demon!
This word suddenly appeared in many people's minds. It became the only impression they had of Xiao Fan!
If there was a demon in this world, then Xiao Fan was the demon of this world. A demon that attacked the world. Wherever he went, blood would flow and corpses would be everywhere. Death was everywhere.
Everything in front of them was the best portrayal of this!
Xiao Fan slowly sat down on the rock. He closed his eyes and calmed his body. He stabilized his injuries and completely ignored the countless gazes that were directed at him.
Princess Mu Yan, Goddess Qianyu, and Saintess Ming Yu were all staring at Xiao Fan. Their gazes were especially focused on the final Magic Sword in Xiao Fan's hand.
Compared to the others, the three of them saw more 'things' when Xiao Fan made his move.
Xiao Fan's own strength was indeed extremely strange. However, the reason why he was able to kill so many people even when he was injured, including Wang Luoying and the others, was actually because of the final demonic blade in his hands.
And if the three of them didn't see wrongly, the final Magic Sword in Xiao Fan's hand must be an extremely powerful weapon that was comparable to the hidden treasures of various forces. Its might was so strong that it was simply unfathomable.
Staring at the final Magic Sword in Xiao Fan's hand, Princess Mu Yan quickly calmed down. However, Goddess Qianyu and Saintess Ming Yu's eyes were flickering with uncertainty. They seemed to have other thoughts.
However, although they had other thoughts about the final Magic Sword, they didn't make a move immediately. They only stood in place quietly. They had their own thoughts and plans in their hearts.
And at this moment, the battle between Xu Zhanqing, Esteemed Master Wuzhen, and Fairy Ziruo in the sky was also nearing its end.
Although Xu Zhanqing indeed had the upper hand in the beginning, Xu Zhanqing only had a dozen or so years left to live after all. On the other hand, although Esteemed Master Wuzhen and Xu Zhanqing were of the same generation, Esteemed Master Wuzhen was fortunate enough to swallow an extremely rare Hundred Life Fruit in his early years. Therefore, Esteemed Master Wuzhen now had an entire hundred years more lifespan than Xu Zhanqing.
Because of the extra hundred years of lifespan, Esteemed Master Wuzhen's body was still in peak condition. He hadn't completely gone downhill. And it could be said that he still had a lot of stamina.
On the other hand, Xu Zhanqing was clearly lacking in stamina. In the beginning, he didn't completely defeat Esteemed Master Wuzhen. As the battle progressed, he slowly began to lack stamina. Then, he was gradually suppressed by Esteemed Master Wuzhen. And now, with Fairy Ziruo's help, he completely suppressed Xu Zhanqing.
"Xu Zhanqing, after all, you're old, heh!" Esteemed Master Wuzhen laughed loudly. A cruel smile flashed in his eyes. The Wind and Thunder Sword in his hand immediately attacked. It directly slashed Xu Zhanqing's shoulder, leaving a deep wound on Xu Zhanqing's shoulder.
Fairy Ziruo also suddenly attacked. Her five fingers formed a claw and took the opportunity to scratch Xu Zhanqing's back, leaving five deep scratches on Xu Zhanqing's back.
"Is that so? Esteemed Master Wuzhen, it's not certain who will die today! " Regarding his injuries, Xu Zhanqing only frowned. A trace of pain flashed across his face, but it didn't particularly affect his combat effectiveness. Then, he stood far away, looking at Esteemed Master Wuzhen and Fairy Ziruo, and sneered.
"Xu Zhanqing's stamina is insufficient. He's no match for Esteemed Master Wuzhen. He's going to lose!" Below, Fairy Qianyu looked at the battle in the sky and said quietly.
"At most, within ten moves, the winner will be decided!" Holy Maiden Ming Yu shook her head and said lightly.
Xiao Fan didn't say anything. He didn't even look at the sky. It seemed that he wasn't worried about Xu Zhanqing at all. He still closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, stabilizing his injuries.
"Xu Zhanqing, after you die, I'll burn a lot of paper money for you. It'll be enough for you to use in the underworld. Now, you can die!" Esteemed Master Wuzhen suddenly roared and said with a hideous smile.
Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly shot over. At the same time, the Sword of Wind and Thunder in his hand surged with wind and thunder, causing streaks of dazzling lightning to flicker in the sky like snakes. Then, together with Guru Wuzhen, they roared together and pounced on Xu Zhanqing from the sky.
Looking at Esteemed Master Wuzhen, who had launched his strongest attack, Xu Zhanqing didn't retreat or dodge. Holding the Heavenly Sword in his hand, he laughed and rushed forward as if he was going to die.
However, the moment he was about to come into contact with Esteemed Master Wuzhen, a small yellow pagoda suddenly appeared in his hand. Then, the small yellow pagoda suddenly enlarged. In the blink of an eye, it became a huge pagoda as big as a mountain, standing above him and Esteemed Master Wuzhen.
Mountain Suppression Pagoda!
Xu Zhanqing had been waiting for this moment!
Among Zhan Wuzong's four treasures, the Mountain Suppression Pagoda was the one with the weakest attacking power. Its function was more to imprison. Once suppressed by the Mountain Suppression Pagoda, no matter who it was, they wouldn't be able to escape. They would only be at the mercy of others.
However, when faced with the Mountain Suppression Pagoda, no one would be stupid enough to wait for it to imprison them. Everyone would run away, including Esteemed Master Wuzhen. Therefore, in order to kill Esteemed Master Wuzhen and prevent him from escaping, Xu Zhanqing used his own body's condition to create the illusion that he was gradually losing. Then, Esteemed Master Wuzhen would fall into his trap!
Of course, it couldn't be said to be an illusion. Xu Zhanqing's body was indeed on the verge of collapsing. If he didn't have the Mountain Suppression Pagoda, he would have been killed by Esteemed Master Wuzhen if they continued to fight.
Only in a real situation could Esteemed Master Wuzhen, who had always been as cunning as a fox and as cautious as a snake, fall into his trap and be killed by a fatal blow.
"Xu Zhanqing, you …!" The sudden appearance of the Mountain Suppression Pagoda caught Esteemed Master Wuzhen off guard. He shouted in shock and anger.
Then, when he came to his senses and wanted to escape, it was too late. The Mountain Suppression Pagoda had completely enveloped his body. He had no chance to escape.
Fairy Ziruo was also suppressed by the Mountain Suppression Pagoda. She wanted to escape, but she couldn't.
"Esteemed Master Wuzhen, when you die, I will burn a lot of paper money for you. It will be enough for you to use in the underworld. Now, you can die!" Xu Zhanqing let out a long laugh. Then, he mocked Wuzhen Shangren's mocking words back at him. Wuzhen Shangren, who was pressed down in the air, powerless to struggle and unable to move, was so angry that his face turned ashen.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Zhanqing suddenly shot forward. The Heavenly Sword in his hand carried a tyrannical aura that could tear everything apart. Without any hesitation, he slashed at Esteemed Master Wuzhen's neck.
"Xu Zhanqing, you …!" Esteemed Master Wuzhen was terrified. A trace of fear appeared on his face. He shouted, as if he wanted to say something.
But!
"Poof!"
Xu Zhanqing's Long Sword didn't stop. He didn't wait for Esteemed Master Wuzhen to finish his words. The Heavenly Sword in his hand directly cut through Esteemed Master Wuzhen's neck, producing a dull sound of bone and flesh being cut off by the Long Sword.
"Patter!" "Patter!"
Esteemed Master Wuzhen's head fell from the sky and landed heavily in front of the rock that Xiao Fan was sitting on. Then, Esteemed Master Wuzhen's headless body also fell and landed in front of the rock that Xiao Fan was sitting on.
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