Underworld exchange group

Chapter 330

Zhang Fan originally thought that the plundering of human souls was done by Li Chiwei alone, but he didn't expect that the entire former Zhanshan Guimenguan would join forces and take part in it. One can imagine how many innocent people they killed over the years.

It's a crime that cannot be punished!
But as soon as Zhang Fan said this, the ghost messengers present burst into laughter as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.This idiot is used to playing tricks in the first coffin. This is not the first coffin. Whoever betrays him will not know when his death is imminent.

The ghost messenger with tattoos all over his face, "Boy, do you know Ling Zhanwei, the first coffin in your Nancheng parade?"

Speaking of other tours, Zhang Fan may not know, after all, he has not worked in Nancheng Difu for a long time, but this Ling Zhanwei Zhang Fan just knows, this person is the former tour of Tongming Mountain Ghost Gate, that is, Zhang Fan's predecessor.

"So what if we know each other?"

The ghost messenger with tattoos said: "He died at the hands of Brother Sanhai?"

Zhang Fan frowned when he heard this.

The ghost messenger with tattoos: "Do you know how many times Brother Sanhai has shot?"

Zhang Fan asked, "How much?"

The tattooed ghost guard stretched out a finger, and faintly spit out two words: "One knife!" He smiled faintly, and the laughter raised his voice, as if he himself beheaded Ling Zhanwei with a single knife .

"is it?"

Zhang Fan said: "How did I hear that Ling Xunyou died on the job?" He read the Guan Zhi of Guimenguan, and it clearly recorded that his previous Xunyou died on the job.

As soon as this remark came out, Luofu ghosts burst into laughter.

The tattooed ghost guard said: "Xu You was killed by the ghost guard, and the first coffin was disgraceful. How dare you write it in the Guan Zhi, saying that our patrol was killed by the ghost guard in Luofu. It's embarrassing."

"Hahaha"

Henglian Taibao: "Boy, you are still too young to know the situation. You can ask anyone who participated in the Dao Discussion Conference in the Underworld last time. They all know that Ling Zhanwei was directly chopped off by Brother Sanhai. You didn't see it. The expressions of those people in the first coffin are simply wonderful, their jaws dropped, and your Yan Junji's Qiye's face turned green with anger."

Zhang Fan said lightly, "Really?"

"I'm curious what kind of wonderful expressions those are, but no matter what you say, you have to die today."

"A bunch of noisy brats!"

"What?" The tattooed ghost guard frowned, and looked at Zhang Fan coldly.

It is a great insult to call Guichai a little ghost, just like Cang Sanhai calling Zhang Fan a little ghost is deliberately insulting him, he can scold others, but if others scold him, that is...

"court death!"

Cang Sanhai's face was full of anger, and he pulled out the long knife with lightning speed, a beam of light like a horse's knife crossed the space of several feet, and it was about to chop off Zhang Fan's head immediately.

It's like beheading a parade in the southern city.

The light of the knife tore through the air, making a hissing sound, as if it could even split space.

"Crazy Sea One Knife!"

Legend has it that Cang Sanhai once used this knife to split the huge waves in the [-]-meter sea area, calming the monstrous waves in an instant.

The speed of this knife was too fast, as if beyond time, it slashed towards Zhang Fan.

A cruel smile appeared on Cang Sanhai's face, ready to see Zhang Fan, the bad-mouthed Nancheng kid's blood all over the void, he likes to cut people in two with a knife.

Thinking of Zhang Fan's parade, his blood boiled all over his body.

The ghost messenger with tattoos shook his head lightly, "Brother Sanhai takes action, we have nothing to play."

The surrounding ghosts also looked helpless.

But seeing Cang Sanhai's saber strike, everyone couldn't help showing a look of horror on their faces, and they were all shocked by the power of Cang Sanhai's saber.

"Open the way to hell"

Zhang Fan uttered three words lightly, and then saw him stretch out his flat palm, and lightly patted Cang Sanhai's marble-like fortitude on the right cheek.

Suddenly, the infusion room seemed to be exploded by thunder.

In the eyes of everyone, this slap seemed to stretch infinitely, as if it had gone through a century, and even time stopped.

After a long time, the mighty voice reached everyone's ears.

"Snapped!"

Under the horrified eyes of Luofu Guichai, Cang Sanhai, who was flying in mid-air, had a crack in the blade of the Tang Dao in his hand, and then the cracks continued to increase, covering the blade all at once, and it shattered with a bang However, Cang Sanhai was sent flying horizontally by Zhang Fan, crossed a distance of seven or eight meters, crashed directly into Mingtuli, and disappeared without a trace.

There was silence.

Luo Fu's ghost guards couldn't even imagine that Zhang Fan just slapped him, and he forcibly defeated the earth-shattering Kuang Hai Yi Dao.

If you don't cross the catastrophe, your luck can be crushed!

All the ghost guards present were stunned, their mouths could not be closed for a long time, my God, that was Cang Sanhai, the Cang Sanhai who could even cut a parade with a knife.

His jaw dropped to the ground.

I only heard Zhang Fan say lightly: "I probably know that the expressions you mentioned are extremely wonderful. I think, if you want to reminisce about the expressions at that time, you can just take a selfie with a mirror."

"We are all spiritual officials, stick to one side, and should be humble and take care of each other. Why do you fight and kill?" Zhang Fan sighed, and walked towards them in a leisurely manner.

"Do you know that spirit officials cannot kill mortals?"

"I think you should know, since you know why you still want to kill us, don't you treat us as human beings?"

"Since you don't respect life, don't blame me."

"Da da da……"

Zhang Fan's footsteps were not too fast or slow, but every time the footsteps sounded like a hammer hitting their hearts hard, they trembled and trembled.

"Brothers, he is only at the beginning of the second rank, what are you afraid of him doing?"

This person is two meters tall, with muscles stretched out, all of which are covered with vertical red stripes. He is practicing the way of body training, and his Yin body is extremely powerful.

The realm is a small realm higher than Zhang Fan, the middle stage of the second rank.

"Cracking Fist!"

Numerous shadows of fists overlapped and bombarded Zhang Fan's head like cannonballs, vowing to smash Zhang Fan's head into pieces.

Legend has it that this horizontally trained Taibao was able to lift a truck and shake mountains and rivers with his fists.

No. 1 body training by ghosts!
"Ghost Rale Sound"

The ghost messenger with tattoos all over his face twisted his body, his whole yin body seemed to turn into a boneless soft light, a very strange sound came out with the twisting of his body, the yin body continued to emit black and blue The light of the spell formed a strange halo on the ground.

"Wildfire"

"Wind and Sand Filling the Sea"

Several dazzling magic attacks came, Zhang Fan's expression was indifferent. Among them were the middle stage of the second ghost, the late stage of the second ghost, and even the peak of the second ghost, but they were powerless against luck without crossing the sky. crushed.

Only the power of Heavenly Tribulation can deal with luck.

If not, then... crush it!

Thinking of the newly bought magic weapon, Zhang Fan immediately wanted to give it a try, reached out and patted the storage bag lightly, one after another leaves appeared in front of him out of thin air, fluttering and fluttering. After a while, the sky was filled with green leaves flying around Zhang Fan's surroundings.

boom!The heavy pair hit a small green leaf.

Luo Yin's body bounced on the fallen leaves with a ding sound, and the fallen leaves rippled like water.

The will-o’-the-wisps and the wind and sand were all kept out by the fallen leaves.

Whizzing……

Several of the fallen leaves disappeared in a flash, as if after a long time, they appeared above the heads of the ghost messengers, fluttering, they felt a force pressing down on their heads, and when they looked up, it was a green leaf, which happened to fall on them On the forehead, with a bang, the entire Yin body was directly crushed, crushed into a streak of ghosts, and then fallen leaves fell to the ground.

"Yes, it is a high-level magic weapon"

"Qian! Ye! Xun! Soul!"

Soul was the last word they could utter.

Zhang Fan was still unhurried, surrounded by flying fallen leaves, seeing Cang Sanhai who was slapped flying angrily came from Mingtu, and said flatly, "You came back very quickly."

Quick, yes soon.

"I want you to die! Look at my sword intent!"

Cang Sanhai, who was holding back the big move, was full of anger and murderous aura, but suddenly, his face changed drastically, and the saber intent collapsed in an instant, and there was endless space in his heart, he took a step back involuntarily, looking at each The companion who was crushed into a remnant soul almost fell out of his eyes.

Dead, all dead!

When I was photographed flying, my companions were all killed.

This, how is this possible?

All were crushed into a trace of remnant soul.

"you you you……"

(End of this chapter)