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

Only the seventh-rank immortal monarch has the posture to crush the sword monk.

"Sword monk, step back."

Zhao Fan spoke to the sword monk and motioned him to retreat.

The sword monk had no way to resist Zhao Fan's order. Although he was a little unwilling, he had no choice but to retreat to Jianshan Mountain.

"A sword splits the ancestral land of my family. If you guessed correctly, it should be your fault, right?"

Jin Wudi stared at Zhao Fan coldly, his golden eyes exuded bursts of killing intent.

Although he didn't realize Zhao Fan's realm, but the former gave him the feeling that there was a rare strong and dangerous aura.

"Yes."

"Unfortunately, you Golden Lion Clan chose to kill yourself."

Zhao Fan looked calm and said lightly.

Even if the other party is the patriarch of the Golden Lion Clan, a dignified Seventh Rank Immortal Lord level powerhouse, in his eyes, he is no different from an ant.

"very good."

"Whoever you are, you deserve to die."

People don't talk too much, Jin Wudi made a bold move.

The golden battle spear glowed, and the power of Dao Ze in the sky was connected to form a golden grid, cutting through the endless void, and with the momentum of destroying everything, it pressed down on Zhao Fan head-on.

The terrifying energy fluctuations shocked the faces of all the powerhouses who were watching from the Immortal Dao.

Whether it was the demon immortals of the Golden Lion Clan in the Great Luo Realm, or the many disciples of Tongtian Sword Mountain, they were all vomited blood from the shock of this terrifying coercion.

Jin Wudi is like a monstrous demon king, the coercion radiating from his gestures is simply overlooking the world!

Facing such a powerful coercion, facing such a terrifying offensive, Zhao Fan remained calm, and under the attention of everyone, he pointed out casually.

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The seemingly ordinary finger has the power to turn decay into magic, and it can easily collapse the golden grid that can cover the entire sky.

"Om..."

The war spear, which originally contained endless killing intent, also let out a trembling wail. The originally straight spear body, like a fully drawn bowstring, was squeezed to death by terrifying force.

In the end, under the astonished eyes of everyone, it exploded one after another!

Jin Wudi's face darkened slightly, trying to connect one after another of fairy rings, trying to resist Zhao Fan's powerful force.

But in the next second, the sound of "bang, bang" was heard, and the seemingly indestructible fairy ring disintegrated in an instant.

Obviously it's just a finger, but it's like a vast fairyland, or a complete world, crushing towards Jin Wudi.

Jin Wudi's gaze changed, completely changed.

When he just took the shot, he was still confident in himself, no matter how strong the opponent was, as the patriarch of the gold clan, he could easily deal with it.

But now, a finger pressed by the other party made him feel unprecedented pressure.

It was as if standing on the sky, that god exuding endless majesty, a finger that fell down was enough to destroy the common people in the world!

"Tianshi Divine Fist!"

Jin Wudi felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and suddenly blasted out his fists without retaining his own strength. Along with the roar of the immortal power in his body, the light of his fists unexpectedly reflected the phantom of a gigantic and huge beast.

Boom!

The Tianshi swallowed the sky and the sun transformed by the fist light, exuding an ancient but terrifying aura, and collided heavily with Zhao Fan's pointing finger.

Zhao Fan raised his brows slightly, but his face remained calm, like an unshakable ancient god.

But Jin Wudi trembled all over his body, flew up uncontrollably, fell obliquely from a high altitude, smashed several towering peaks into the sky, and managed to stand still.

"God..."

"That's the Patriarch of the Gold Clan, and he was suppressed by the opponent's finger."

"What kind of realm and strength does this person have?"

……

Seeing such a terrifying scene, the powerhouses from all sides watching the battle from a distance were shocked!

"Grandpa, that's amazing."

He Xinyue's big eyes were bright, and she looked at Zhao Fan with endless admiration.

"As expected of the master."

"I don't think the patriarch of the Golden Lion Clan is anything special."

Ao Zhanxiong laughed, originally he was a little worried about whether Zhao Fan could suppress Jin Wudi, but now looking at the worries just now, it was completely superfluous.

"Master's strength, naturally needless to say."

"The golden lion family is against the master."

"That is no different from courting death."

Fairy Ziling snorted softly and said.

Since being defeated by Zhao Fan twice, Zi Ling Fairy has completely convinced Zhao Fan, especially the latter's improvement speed, which makes her, a peerless fairy thousands of years ago, a little unbelievable.

Right now, except for Zhao Fan himself, no one else knows how strong the former is.

"The Golden Lion Roars."

In front of everyone, being suppressed by Zhao Fan's finger, Jin Wudi was completely furious.

He was full of blond hair, and suddenly screamed loudly, the terrifying sound waves swept across the world like a substance.

This is the supernatural power of the blood of the golden lion family. It is not an ordinary sound wave, but a terrifying impact combined with the power of the laws of heaven and earth, which can easily shatter the body and soul of the immortal powerhouse.

The golden ripples erupting from the golden lion's roar were like huge waves rising from the deep sea, hitting Zhao Fan head-on.

And the aftermath was even more frightening, spreading in all directions, covering a territory of hundreds of miles.

"Bang, bang..."

Caught off guard, many immortals with weaker cultivation levels exploded into blood mist on the spot.

Seeing this, Zhao Fan let out a cold snort, using his fingers as a sword, the scorching and bright sword light tore open the boundless sky, aiming at the oncoming golden ripples and slashing down forcefully.

boom!

The two completely different energies collided violently, but only for a moment of stalemate, the golden ripples all over the sky collapsed and disappeared layer by layer, and the sword light left no momentum to attack Jin Wudi fiercely.

Jin Wudi let out a roar, bursting out with radiant light, and transformed into a huge and boundless golden lion.

This is his body, which is as high as ten thousand feet, almost filling the whole world.

The golden lion's eyes were burning like flames. The hair all over his body, as well as every inch of flesh and blood, seemed to be cast from gold, exuding a bright and rich luster, filled with a sense of boundless power.

Roar!

The deep and majestic roar shook the sky, Jin Wudi opened his bloody mouth, and spewed out thunder.

It's not an ordinary thunder and lightning, but a thunder disaster in the true sense,

Filled with crimson thunder, it easily split the void, densely covering the sky and covering the ground, blasting at Zhao Fan's fingers.

After revealing his true body, Jin Wudi's strength soared immediately, and he also used the thunder magic power of the Golden Lion Clan.

"Thunder destroys the common people."

Jin Wudi's eyes brightened, and he was very confident in his supernatural powers. Even the strong in the same situation could hardly resist this blow.

He didn't believe it, he couldn't resist Zhao Fan's sword.

bang, bang...

The thunder light exploded, and the void shattered!

The sword light is too strong, and the power contained in it can easily wipe out the thunder and lightning, and it is simply invincible.

Jin Wudi suddenly changed color, very unbelievable!

Seeing that the sword light continued to slash down, he quickly raised his claws to resist. The huge golden claws were filled with the most powerful Taoist fluctuations, and their hardness was comparable to ordinary holy artifacts.

puff!

But in the next second, as the sword light fell mercilessly, the huge claws broke, Jin Wudi was slashed, covered in blood, and flew out rolling and flying!

His huge body hit the ground heavily, creating a terrifying deep pit.

A finger, a sword light,

Zhao Fan defeated the majestic leader of the Golden Lion Clan.

This is Zhao Fan's current strength. Even if the real method has not been revealed, the ordinary seventh-rank fairy monarch is not his opponent at all!

"too weak."

Zhao Fan shook his head, and with a casual grasp, Wan Qian Dao turned into a sharp sword, with an aura of death, about to completely kill the severely injured Jin Wudi.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the void burst open, and a black and gold animal claw protruded from the endless void, exuding faint law fluctuations, and smashed the sharp sword transformed by Dao Ze.

"The old man is still alive."

"How can someone suppress and kill the patriarch of the Golden Lion Clan?"

The old and deep voice resounded throughout the world.

An unimaginable will, rising from the endless distance, seemed to ignore the limitation of space, and came here.

Except for Zhao Fan, the entire void was suppressed, and everyone was fixed in place by the invisible force!

The sound of heavy footsteps came, and an old man in a golden robe was slowly walking from a distance.

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The sound of rhythmic footsteps, like the evening drum and the morning bell, resounded in everyone's heart.

The figure of the old man doesn't look particularly tall and straight, but when he walks over, it gives the impression that he is a king of demons looking down on the sky and the earth.

His eyes were bright, as if he wanted to see through Zhao Fan. His eyes were not only sharp, but also captivating.

This is a real strong man, an existence that makes Zhao Fan dare not be careless.

"Finally showed up?"

"The true background of the Golden Lion Clan."

Standing in the void, Zhao Fan's muscular body was filled with a faint divine aura, faintly hidden, with traces of the supreme sword intent flowing.

"Ancestor."

After seeing the old man in the golden robe, Jin Wudi showed a rare respectful look, and bowed to the former.

"Meet the ancestors."

"Meet the ancestors of our clan."

The rest of the demon fairies of the golden lion family also showed fanaticism, and knelt down on the ground one after another.

None of them were affected by the coercion of the golden robed old man.

"He is... the Black Cloud Demon Lord!"

"He is the old patriarch of the previous generations of the Golden Lion Clan!"

"He hasn't sat down yet!"

In the distance, someone exclaimed, his tone full of fear.

Heiyun Yaojun is his honorific title. Back then, he led the Golden Lion Clan to rise up strongly and shocked the entire southern region!

In the era of Heiyun Yaojun, the reputation of the golden lion clan was extremely strong.

And he himself is a terrifying fairy king of the demon clan. He once slaughtered several fairy kings in the same realm with his own power. He was known as one of the most terrifying monster fairy powerhouses 2 years ago.

"shit."