Underworld exchange group

Chapter 673
Lin Wenrui was a bit of a wise man, and what he said was true. The two sword strikes just now had indeed consumed Zhang Fan's enormous spiritual power, and he could only make one strike at most.

"Let's go together and kill this person here."

Zhang Fan coldly glanced at the six members of the tomb raiding group, no, there were only five of them, Lin Ruiwen, Onmyoji, the woman in white, Wei Meng, the windy man from the wood department, and one more?

He has an excellent memory, and he remembers a short and wretched man.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the ground.

If it wasn't for his spiritual consciousness, he really wouldn't be able to find out.

At the same time, gods and Buddhas all over the sky are also paying attention to this place, but they are not only concerned about the battle on Zhang Fan's side, but also those ancient monsters in the darkness of space and in the mountains of Simon that emit a terrible aura them.

Everyone's complexion is very dignified.

Then looking at Zhang Fan who was still struggling, he couldn't help but sneered and shook his head, "You can't even deal with a few mortals who are blessed by the ancient breath, how can you prevent the coming of the age of the gods.

Childishness also has a bottom line, grandstanding will only cost one's life.

It might be too late to escape now.

At this time in the ghost town of Fengdu, Cang Zhou specially summoned a group of spiritual officials in Fengdu to set up a banquet to welcome the coming of the age of the gods. In addition, he deliberately left Feng Xingyun and Jiang Tianyang behind so that they could witness for themselves what Zhang Fan did. step toward perdition.

Use the mysterious light technique to shine on the mobile phone of a certain animal in the chat group of the underworld and project it over the palace, so that everyone can see clearly.

Cang Zhou took a sip from the wine glass, chuckled lightly, "Arrogance has a price to pay."

The priest said: "I can't even deal with ordinary people, and I still have delusions against the sky."

"This person is really arrogant and doesn't know what to say."

"Fortunately, this person is not from Fengdu, otherwise, I don't know how to be made fun of."

As he said that, he looked specifically at Feng Xingyun and Jiang Tianyang.

All the spiritual officials in Fengdu whispered.

It made Feng Xingyun and Jiang Tianyang's faces extremely ugly.

Judge Simon Lu Zhongchu and a man surnamed Wen were present.

Lu Juan said: "Judge Zhang is very powerful. He resisted the three Asura kings with one man, and he resisted a hundred thousand people who cultivated in Wuyan Mountain. Are you still afraid of mere mortals?"

His words were purposely spoken loudly so that Feng Xingyun and Jiang Tianyang could hear them, and the faces of the latter two became even more ugly. I was here to receive credit for Zhang Fan, but now it became something they ridiculed. Jiang Tianyang was even more angry and his teeth were chattering.

Wen Wudao said: "It's true, Zhang Juan is not afraid of being invincible."

"Hahaha, let's drink, drink..."

It looked as if Zhang Fanwen had won, but in fact, the meaning of ridicule rushed to his face.

Everyone raised their glasses one after another, and it seemed more like they raised their glasses to celebrate Zhang Fan's unlucky situation.

"Dry……"

In the mysterious light of the sky, Zhang Fan took a step forward, and a powerful formation pressure on his body suddenly sank, and the yellow sand under his feet sank by as much as two or three centimeters within a radius of nearly [-] meters.

It will never be easy for that person underground to be crushed.

But Zhang Fan said: "Forcing me to strike again?"

"Why bother..."

He smiled boldly, gave a soft drink, and pointed out the sword art with both hands: "Wind and Thunder Sword Art!"

"As much as you want, I will give you as much."

He flicked his palms, and shot out the Fenglei Sword Art again, but the direction of the shot was not the people on the opposite side, but the sky.

Whoosh whoosh!
One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords... 35 swords... 67 swords... one hundred and eight swords...

Lin Wenrui's face turned completely blue.

This is a blunt slap in the face, saying that he can only fire one sword, but in the end... one sword after another is like a machine gun that can't run out of bullets.

Dumbfounded!
For a long time, he didn't move, just watched silently.

At this moment, his mind was running violently, and he thought of a lot in an instant, but he just couldn't figure out how he could burst into shots like no consumption.

After a long time, Lin Wenrui wiped off his cold sweat, your uncle...you are so perverted!

His face was blue, red, and white for a while, and he was a little scared.

It's really not a thing.

He cursed in his heart.

If you shoot explosively, you can shoot explosively. What do you mean by shooting at the sky? Shooting empty guns at the sky is an insult to people, no, it is an insult to the god king. However, so many wind and thunder swords are like a sudden wind. If the rain shoots towards him, the scene...is a bit scary.

It's best if the idiot syndrome keeps on attacking, and the explosive shooting in the sky consumes all of my strength.

This is also the voice of all tomb robbers.

360 seven swords...530 two swords...780 nine swords...

The spiritual power in Zhang Fan's body seemed to be inexhaustible.

The tomb robbers had cold sweat on their foreheads.

There's no end to the slapping in the face.

Finally...he stopped, and said another word: "Let's go!"

The sword lights all over the sky were listed in an orderly manner.

Lin Wenrui's complexion changed drastically again, and he could still control the sword lights that were shot, and they were arranged in an orderly manner, containing a certain strange law.

"Xuye Sword Rain!"

Suddenly, those sword lights floating in the sky seemed to have received some kind of order, and flew down from the sky like a gust of wind and rain.

A thousand catties of water poured from a height of three meters can crush a bridge truck, not to mention that every sword light is a wind and thunder sword, and each one contains enough power to destroy mountains and seas, and even more so Not to mention the bonus of the power of the top formation.

When the sword array fell, it was the time when the mourning song resounded.

"This is……"

Whoosh, whoosh, the wind and rain, the sky is full of sword lights.

"fall!"

Boom, when the sword array fell, the ground shook violently, and the tomb robbers in the sword array all revealed their so-called divine bodies, gathered all their strength to push up, but the sword light unceremoniously burst from their chests Slanting in, piercing out from the back, one sword after another until their bodies were riddled with holes, wind blades and lightning tormenting them all over their bodies.

"what……"

Under the howling swords that filled the sky and the earth, there were howls and screams.

The sword array was submerged in the ground, and there was still a column of blood shooting up from the yellow sand. The man in the ground couldn't be more powerful than the sword array. The next moment, he had already floated to the ground, but his body was full of sword holes, spitting out blood, and his reputation was already lost. .

Jian Yu tortured for more than a minute.

Until there was no more screaming.

In Fengdu Yanjun Palace, everyone's heart trembled when they saw this scene.

With such a heaven-defying Fenglei sword, he can still condense it into a sword formation, and it is still... a top-level sword formation.

The first batch of mortals who were favored by the ancients were wiped out in a burst like this?

This... these are the chosen ones.

Everyone bears an ancient divine body!
Comparable to the great gods of ancient times.

To be killed by Zhang Fan's little third-rank judge?
A moment ago they were happy, but now, there was no sound of wine glasses clinking at the banquet, let alone laughter.

A dead silence.

"well……"

Feng Xingyun and Jiang Tianyang, the two handsome ghosts who were in the first coffin, cheered loudly, it was so cool, Jiang Tianyang only felt that he let out a bad breath.

Didn't it mean that Zhang Fan lost face in the first coffin?Lost it?Lost it now!Not only was it not lost, but it also gave the first coffin a big embarrassment.

"Good fight, haha" Jiang Tianyang laughed happily, his eyes swept across the scene, but he saw that the expressions of Fengdu Lingguan were very stiff, even Cang Zhou who was sitting on it was the same.

"Come on, Marshal Feng, let's go together."

"Go one."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The animals in the chat group in the underworld were also boiling, and a wave of bullet screens went up, and the screen was full of six, and the Xuanguang technique above Yan Jundian was dominated by 666.

"Hey!" Zhang Fan let out a light snort.

But he felt Lin Wenrui's aura, and he didn't die. Under the sword rain, Lin Wenrui revealed his armor and rolled quickly on the spot. In addition, he was favored by the ancients, and his strength was stronger than others, so he escaped Disaster.

He crawled out of the sand with scars all over his body, and the yellow sand rustled down his blue armor.

"Roar!" A strange voice came from Mount Simon. The voice was very close, as if it was coming here from the mountain.

"You can't stop the coming of the age of the gods, the gods have already crossed over."

"Hahaha……"

"You can't kill me, this god king is the destiny."

(End of this chapter)