Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

Among them, Dai Qing was the one who reacted the fastest, turning into a stream of light and rushing out almost instantly.

"Want to leave now? It's too late."

Zhao Fan snorted coldly, never showing mercy to enemies.

If I hadn't been here today, the disciples of Sword Palace, including Wang Yu and Zhang Yu, would have been slaughtered by the disciples of Tianjue Saber Sect.

So he started the killer without the slightest psychological burden.

Immortal Sword Asked made a sound of "clanking", strands of sword energy like filaments swept across the sky, and swept away with lightning speed.

Poof, poof...

The disciples of Tianjue Saber Sect didn't have much time to react at all, one after another, with the blood splashing, they kept falling into the pool of blood.

Even Dai Qing and Du Cheng, who escaped the fastest, were struck by the sword energy, and they fell to the ground hard.

"Do not kill me."

"I surrender."

Du Cheng's face was pale, and the sword wound on his abdomen was very serious.

"puff!"

But what responded to him was another burst of sword energy, which directly tore it apart and turned it into blood mist.

"Extreme sword and blood escape method."

Dai Qing's pretty face turned pale, she gritted her silver teeth, and directly used the secret technique, her delicate body suddenly turned into a long knife, and swept towards the distance, the speed was extremely fast.

But Zhao Fan was faster, taking only one step, and appeared in front of Dai Qing.

Without giving the other party a chance to struggle, Zhao Fan flicked his fingers, with terrifying vigor, piercing the former's brow in the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, almost all of the more than a hundred disciples of the Tianjue Sword Sect died tragically at the hands of Zhao Fan.

Among them, Bai Yuan and Dai Qing are two young strongmen.

"Nice job."

"Zhao Fan, awesome."

Seeing that the overall situation had been settled, Zhang Yu came over with a big sword in his hand, and gave Zhao Fan a thumbs up.

"Zhao Fan, it's lucky to have you today, otherwise we would all be doomed."

Wang Yu patted his heaving chest and said with lingering fear.

"So strong."

"Could he be the disciple who defeated the Peerless Shuangjiao in the Sword Palace?"

"It shouldn't be wrong, no wonder there is such a terrifying strength."

Qi Shan and other disciples also recognized Zhao Fan, and their eyes showed admiration.

The strong, no matter where they go, are enough to gain enough respect.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect dares to collude with the evil immortals to ambush us, which means that it may declare war with the Sword Palace."

"It's still dangerous here, let's leave quickly."

After killing Tianjue Daozong and others, Zhao Fan did not feel complacent at all, but reminded in a deep voice.

For some reason, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"it is good."

"We will return to the Sword Palace immediately."

Zhang Yu nodded and said.

After the battle just now, the Sword Palace disciples lost several more people. Now including Zhao Fan and the other three, there are only 15 people.

"So brave."

"How dare you kill my beloved apprentice."

"Come on!"

Suddenly, a thunderous sound exploded, echoing throughout the sky.

Before Zhao Fan and the others left, an overwhelming aura enveloped them from a long distance away.

It was like a giant beast, focusing its cold and majestic eyes. Except for Zhao Fan, Wang Yu, Zhang Yu and others all felt chills all over their bodies, feeling a suffocating sense of oppression.

"This momentum is..."

"The powerhouse of the Golden Wonderland!"

Zhao Fan frowned, even though he was far away, he still felt a lot of pressure.

Golden Immortals, far surpassing the existence of Heavenly Immortals, even if they look at Qingzhou, they all belong to one side of the strong, and the power of their hands and feet is enough to easily kill the immortals under the Golden Immortal Stage.

"Dead."

"It's the Golden Immortal expert of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and we are all doomed."

"We can't go back, and we are doomed to escape."

……

Qi Shan and other Sword Palace disciples all showed signs of despair after feeling this terrifying aura.

The existence of a golden fairy, its deterrent power is even higher than the hundred disciples of the Tianjue Sword Sect just now.

Not to mention that there were only a dozen of them, even if there were hundreds or thousands of disciples in the Sword Palace, they would not have the ability to struggle against a strong Jinxian.

"I never expected that there is a golden fairy from the Heavenly Sword Sect sitting nearby."

"It seems that the Tianjue Sword Sect will not let us go."

Zhang Yu smiled wryly, and immediately picked up the heavy sword with one hand, looked deeply at Zhao Fan, and said, "Zhao Fan, please do something."

"Ok?"

Zhao Fan glanced at Zhang Yu suspiciously, not knowing what this guy meant.

"Leave immediately with little junior sister."

"Also go back and tell me that drunkard master that I, Zhang Yu, are his proudest disciples."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yu turned around gracefully and walked in the opposite direction of everyone.

In the cold wind, his figure was a little thin and looked sloppy, but at this moment it was full of brilliance.

"Third Senior Brother..."

Wang Yu immediately understood Zhang Yu's intentions, biting her red lips and screaming.

"Brother Zhang!"

At this moment, Qi Shan and the others, who were originally desperate, looked at Zhang Yu with complicated eyes.

"Let's go quickly."

"I should be able to hold him back a little longer."

Zhang Yu turned his back to the crowd and waved handsomely.

"Zhao Fan, let's go."

"You are the one predicted by the patriarch, and you are very powerful. From now on, the Sword Palace will rely on you."

"I'll stay with my brother to help you buy time."

Wang Yu took a deep breath and said seriously to Zhao Fan that he gave up his plan to escape and chose to fight side by side with Zhang Yu instead.

Her big eyes were full of determination.

"Junior sister, don't mess around."

"Hurry up and leave with Zhao Fan."

Seeing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help scolding.

"I'm not fooling around. I'm a disciple of Sword Palace, so I can't easily be a deserter."

Wang Yu puffed her cheeks and said unwillingly.

"You two..."

Watching the two quarreling, Zhao Fan felt a long-lost warmth in his heart, and immediately stepped forward, not bothering to talk nonsense, raised his hand and shot a sword energy, imprisoning Wang Yu and Zhang Yu at the same time.

The two couldn't move for a moment.

"Zhao Fan..."

"What are you doing kid?"

Zhang Yu stared, looking at him in surprise.

Wang Yu also blinked her big eyes, full of doubts.

"My strength is the strongest, and I am the most suitable to stay and hold the opponent back."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Fan looked at Qi Shan and the others beside him, and asked, "Your name is Qi Shan, right?"

"Take Wang Yu and Zhang Yu away immediately. If anything happens to them, I won't spare you when I return to the Sword Palace."

"This..." Qi Shan hesitated when he heard this.

"Don't be mother-in-law, hurry up and take them and get out of here." Zhao Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense, because the terrible aura was approaching quickly.

"All right!"

Qi Shan didn't dare to disobey Zhao Fan's order, so he could only grit his teeth, and fled to the other side with the other Sword Palace disciples leading Wang Yu and Zhang Yu.

"Qi Shan, you bastard."

"Hurry up and let me go, Zhao Fan is the hope of our Sword Palace, if something happens to him, the Great Elder will not spare you."

Zhang Yu broke open and cursed, motioning Qi Shan to put him down.

"Brother is right."

"Hurry up and let us down, nothing will happen to Zhao Fan."

Wang Yu was also a little anxious, but Zhao Fan's sword energy sealed his strength, and he couldn't break free at all.

"Brother Zhang."

"Senior Sister Wang."

"Please make amends."

Qi Shan ignored the yelling of the two, but quickened his pace, and led the two and other Sword Palace disciples away from this area quickly.

Just as Qi Shan and the others left, a terrifying figure blasted down from the sky.

The ground collapsed and cracked, and the towering trees within a hundred meters nearby were all blown apart by the air waves.

A middle-aged man in brocade clothes, exuding a surging immortal aura, stared at Zhao Fan coldly.

Chapter 269

"You killed Bai Yuan?"

"You killed them too?"

The middle-aged man noticed the corpses of the disciples of the Tianjue Sword Sect nearby, and asked coldly.

His eyes were extremely indifferent, and his voice was as harsh as metal friction.

"Yes."

Under the gaze of the other party, Zhao Fan admitted it openly.

As for covering up, there is no need at all, the other party is a strong man in the Golden Immortal stage, and a single thought is enough to gain insight into many things.

"It's really you."

"Sign up."

"This seat does not kill unknown people."