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

Zuo Xiong went on a rampage, wanting to leave Haoran Sword Palace as soon as possible.

But under the forceful blocking of Zhao Fan and the three, and Zuo Xiong's strength began to fade, it was impossible to rush out for a while.

"The effects of his magical powers are fading."

"Let's kill him together."

Lin Yue saw Zuo Xiong's situation and reminded him loudly.

Immediately, he ignored his own injuries, and took the immortal sword withered vines to kill it forcefully.

If it wasn't for Zhao Fan's outburst of strength that surpassed everyone today, Haoran Sword Palace would be completely subverted by Zuo Xiong and others, so Lin Yue didn't want to let Zuo Xiong go easily no matter what.

Lin Yue's temples were gray. Although his old body had suffered many wounds, he was still as tall and straight as a mountain, bursting out with astonishing aura.

"Haha."

"Beat the water dog."

The silver-haired Ren Woxing laughed wildly, and followed closely behind to kill Zuo Xiong.

Zhao Fan's expression was calm, and the Xianxian Banner continued to show its might, sweeping through most of the Sword Palace, directly suppressing Zuo Xiong, and shrinking its room for movement.

The three of them teamed up, even though Zuo Xiong struggled to resist, they still continued to shed blood.

Especially as the effect of supernatural powers continued to weaken, Zuo Xiong fell back to the top-grade Golden Immortal, and his strength suffered a sharp drop, which suffered a certain amount of backlash.

"I am the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"How could it be defeated!"

"Even if you are going to die, all of you must be buried with you!"

Seeing that he failed to break through, Zuo Xiong showed a frenzied look on his face, and tried his best to kill Zhao Fan and others.

But Zhao Fan didn't give him any chance, the immeasurable power erupted from the Zhanxian Banner, which shocked him so much that he coughed up blood.

At the same time, Lin Yue and Ren Woxing took the right opportunity to attack, continuously injuring Zuo Xiong severely, leaving deep and visible wounds.

"Do not……"

In the end, Zuo Xiong let out an unwilling roar, and under the strangling of the Xianxian Banner, it turned into a cloud of blood, and his body and spirit were wiped out on the spot!

The majestic master of Tianjue Dao Sect, a top-grade golden immortal, just fell on the spot.

"metropolitan……"

Jiang Liu, who was fighting with Guan Shan, found that Zuo Xiong had fallen, his face turned pale with fright, and he was about to turn around and run away.

puff!

But at this moment, Guan Shan saw the right opportunity and pierced his heart with a sword.

Jiang Liu froze, and before he could react, he was shattered by the terrifying sword energy and smashed away.

The last strongman of the Tianjue Sword Sect also fell directly.

In the blink of an eye, five Golden Immortal powerhouses including Zuo Xiong from Tianjue Sword Sect died in Haoran Sword Palace.

The previous battle seemed complicated and fierce, but everything happened in the blink of an eye. By the time the disciples of Haoran Sword Palace all reacted, the outcome had already been determined.

Chapter 281

"The master of the Heavenly Sword Sect is dead."

"Our Haoran Sword Palace has won the final victory!"

"Great, we won!"

……

Seeing the fall of Zuo Xiong, the elders of Jiangong and the disciples burst into cheers like landslides and tsunami after being shocked.

"Third senior brother, have you seen it?"

"Zhao Fan helped Master and the others kill the master of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"If only I was half as good as him!"

Wang Yu was also excited, so he tightly grabbed Zhang Yu's arm and kept shaking it.

Her pink and jade-carved face became a little red because she was too happy, her big eyes were shining, and she looked at Zhao Fan with admiration!

At this moment, Wang Yu was like a little girl who saw her idol, she was very happy.

"I saw it, I saw it."

"If you don't let go of mine, your arm will be broken by you."

Zhang Yu rolled his eyes and said angrily.

His eyes flickered, and he looked at Zhao Fan's tall and strong figure, showing a smile, and muttered to himself: "It's amazing, is this the person predicted by the patriarch?"

Zhang Yu's voice was very soft, but full of affirmation.

He is Lin Yue's third disciple, with aptitude far superior to others, and because of his special practice skills, he hardly takes his peers seriously.

But after getting to know Zhao Fan, Zhang Yu deeply realized what a real genius and freak is.

"As expected of the person who broke through the ninth floor of Tianyun Tower easily."

"Whether it is talent or strength, it is dozens or even hundreds of times better than me."

"No wonder the master and the great elder value him so much."

Fang Qiong, who was so beautiful that she couldn't live without anything, looked at Zhao Fan in a daze, her eyes were hotter than before.

"Ruined."

"It's all over now."

After seeing Zuo Xiong's fall, Han Rui and the others lost their last ray of hope, and almost all of them turned pale and collapsed in fright.

The Banner of Slaying Immortals was suspended, and there was a trace of Daoism in the air.

Zhao Fanyi stood high above the sky, with a slender and tall figure, with a surging and infinite energy spreading in every gesture.

At this moment, he is like an invincible god king, with a sacred and inviolable majesty.

Zhao Fan's figure, on this day, was deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone in Sword Palace.

In the Haoran Sword Palace, there was such a huge commotion, so naturally it couldn't be concealed.

In just half a day, the news that Han Jian, the second elder of the Sword Palace, colluded with the master of the Tianjue Sword Sect to overthrow the sect, was like a gust of wind, blowing across most of Qingzhou.

Han Jian and others were suppressed, Zuo Xiong, the suzerain of the Tianjue Sword Sect, and other five Jinxian powerhouses fell, and the entire subversive operation ended in failure.

As the news spread, it caused an uproar and shock from all parties.

"impossible?"

"Zuo Xiong is the master of the Tianjue Sword Sect, with the cultivation base of a top-grade golden immortal, plus Fan Yuan, Jiang Liu and other four golden immortal powerhouses, and Han Jian's support, did he not overthrow the Haoran Sword Palace?"

"They were killed instead, leaving only Han Jian captured alive?"

"The Haoran Sword Palace actually has such a foundation? Could it be that there is a peerless immortal sitting in its sect?"

In Duobaozong, an obese man speculated anxiously.

"I really didn't expect that the decayed Haoran Sword Palace would kill Zuo Xiong and others without making a sound. Not only did it quell the civil strife, but it also showed its might."

"Sure enough, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse."

"An ancient sect that can pass on immortality, even if it withers and declines, it still has an unpredictable background."

"It seems that it is necessary to repair the relationship with Haoran Sword Palace."

In a group of Immortal Dao families, someone looked solemn and muttered to himself.

"Check, you must check it out for me right away."

"How did Zuo Xiong and others die?"

"Whether Haoran Sword Palace has a powerful background, all forces that can threaten our sect must be discovered in advance to take precautions."

……

Even the most powerful sects in Qingzhou couldn't sit still after receiving the news.

They were worried that there was a terrifying presence in Haoran Sword Palace, which would affect their status, so they wanted to find out the specific process.

The entire Qingzhou shook, and the eyes of the immortals from all sides were almost all focused on the Haoran Sword Palace.

There were heated discussions from the outside world, but Lin Yue and other high-level officials did not respond.

The Great Hall of the Sword Palace.

In addition to Lin Yue, Guan Shanwai and other elders, Zhao Fan, Wang Yu, Zhang Yu and others were also impressively present.

"I lost."

"If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want. I, Han Jian, have nothing to say."

Han Jian, with disheveled hair, was escorted and knelt in the hall, like a bereaved dog, where he had a high-ranking attitude before.

"I don't want to die."

"Father, please beg the Great Elder and the others to forgive us once."

"Grand Elder and Third Elder, we are all innocent."

"Please forgive us."

……

The so-called tiger father and dog son, Han Rui didn't have the slightest backbone of Han Jian, and was frantically begging for mercy.

Not only him, but all the elders and disciples who had supported Han Jian were rushing to disregard their relationship with Han Jian at this moment, wanting Lin Yue and others to let them go.

Immediately, the hall was in chaos, and pleadings kept coming and going.

"A group of scum, they are so spineless when they die, it's a shame to throw them home."

"It's better to kill them all."

Zhang Yu glanced at Han Rui and the others with disdain, and advised his master Lin Yue and the third elder Guan Shan not to spare Han Jian, his son and the others lightly.

"Brother, there are many disciples here, all of whom were bewitched by Han Jian and his son."

"Wouldn't it be too cruel to kill them all?"

Although Wang Yu hated Han Jian and his son, but after all, his heart was innocent, and he still couldn't bear it.

"Junior Sister, don't be merciful to your enemies."

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Zhao Fan for his opinion."

Zhang Yu smiled and said.

"It should be killed."

Zhao Fan's face was calm, and he said every word.

He didn't have the slightest sympathy for Han Rui and the others. If Han Jian and the Tianjue Saber sect succeeded in rebelling, they would be the ones kneeling in the hall now.

And Zhao Fan can be sure that at that time, Han Jian and his son would like to kill themselves and others as soon as possible.

Zhao Fan has never had any sympathy for enemies.

"All right……"

Seeing what Zhao Fan said, Wang Yu originally wanted to plead for mercy, but finally changed his mind.

"Brother Lin."

"How do you think it will be dealt with?"

Guan Shan couldn't bear it. Including Han Jian and his son, there were eight or nine important elders and nearly a hundred sect disciples.

If all of them are dealt with ruthlessly, it will be a great loss to Haoran Sword Palace.

However, what Han Jian and his son did was really outrageous, and Guan Shan couldn't plead for mercy, so he could only hand over the decision to Lin Yue.

"Han Jian, I really don't understand why you colluded with the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"You are already the second elder of the sect, even if you want to become the person in power, there are other ways."