Underworld exchange group

Chapter 932 Live on your knees, die standing up

Zhang Fan made a strong attack, with one against six, officially announcing that he, Zhang Fan, is coming!For many people present, Zhang Fan was just a name, a symbol of the underworld, but at this moment, they really learned what Lord Yan Jun is.

"Zhang Fan, don't be crazy!"

Minghai Mo sadly recited Fajue in his mouth, and made a handprint.On the surface of the Nether Sea, which is even more magnificent than the sea, there was a strong wind and rumbling noises. Purple lightning that was as thick as a tree trunk fell from the sky.

"Underworld Gathering Thunder"

Several thunderbolts fell towards Zhang Fan without showing any trace.

This thunder was not noticeable at first glance, but when he really fell, he just felt the thunder, why is the dark sea gathered thunder, the power of this thunder and lightning condensed the power of thunder from the dark sea and the sea, the power is really so strong People are horrified.

"very scary!"

This is the secret method of the Mobei family of Minghai, which can use the power of Minghai to condense thunder.Minghai Mobei, has enough confidence to defeat Zhang Fan. With this move, Minghai Julei, he has already condensed it long before Zhang Fan and Qin Weiyang did it. This is a large-scale accumulated spell, plus the four transformations , enough to kill Zhang Fan.

Thunderbolts constantly exploded from the sky and landed on the surface of the Nether Sea, causing sprays hundreds of meters high. The Four Changes combined with the ancient techniques are so powerful.

"Hmph, stubborn!"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, with evil spirits in his eyes.

"Today, let you have no more thunder in Minghai."

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, a flash of light flew over the surface of the dark sea. His speed was as fast as a thunderbolt, passing between the thunder and lightning and splashes of water, and rushed straight away.

"First!"

I saw the light of the magic sword in his hand flashing, and a sound like a thunderstorm erupted suddenly, as if countless heavy shells bombarded the sea of ​​gold, and the splashes of water swallowed up all the thunder in the sky.

Suddenly, the water curtain raised in the sky was cut off from it, and there was an obvious break, accompanied by glaring blood flowing from the break of the underworld sea water curtain hundreds of meters across.

"Yan Jun is mighty!" Millions of Yin soldiers roared in unison.

One sword breaks one person, strong!
At this moment, the breath froze, and a huge shadow fell from the sky, with hands crossed, and a fierce fist light fell, and a fist-shaped concave shadow covering several miles of sea area appeared in the entire Nether Sea.

"Zhang Fan, give me a Hell Dragon Fist."

Zhang Fan looked up, and saw a blue-colored face, with faint dark red armor appearing on the cheeks and neck, this is the appearance that hell dragons will only produce when they are jealous and angry.

"the second!"

Zhang Fan directly urged the Ziwei Taiyin sword, and wanted to fall towards the fist shadow with a slash, the sword rolled around the fist shadow, and with a flick of his wrist, the dragon shuttle in the sky was pulled and exploded, puff puff puff, blood was continuously drawn by the sword light from inside. After being strangled, along with the splash of blood, Long Suo's screams kept ringing out.

"Yan Jun is mighty!"

The severed arms were strangled out.At such a high speed, the destructive power is too strong.

"quack!"

A little ghost boy carrying a coffin took the coffin and threw it towards Zhang Fan. A big ghost who was exactly like him but much bigger jumped out of it.

"The third!"

Suddenly, a seal of Yan Luo appeared among the dense clouds in the sky, and with a bang, thunder fell.

"the fourth!"

With a whoosh, Zhang Fanhe had already slid across the sky.

"Ghost!"

A dark hand bumped into Ziwei Taiyin forcibly, and was forcibly split in two by Ziwei Taiyin sword. The evil spirit's black face turned pale. It has been separated by a purple sword light.

"the fifth!"

The Great Hell Dharma King, this yin and yang twin ghost, was abruptly rushed by Zhang Fan from between the two and cut in half. Since then, there has been no Dharma King with one human body and two bodies.

The fierce battle broke out and ended even more violently.

Rolled, completely rolled.

"Weak, too weak!"

The onlookers had already stared blankly, and couldn't believe it. Didn't the Hundred Ghost Scholars rank Zhang Fan seventh? Why, why did he crush the top six teams with the seventh auction? How could he be so wrong, how could he be wrong, and he was so outrageously wrong.

My goodness!

I just feel my blood burning and my heart trembling!

Hua Qingwu looked at Zhang Fan who was completely unable to think, and looked at him coldly, unable to look away, she had already been turned into a fan girl.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Qin Weiyang looked at Zhang Fan in horror, he couldn't believe it, you have only changed three times, but we have already changed four times.

In the void, there was a violent explosion, and in an instant, Zhang Fan had already swung thousands of sword lights.

"Roar!"

Qing Weiyang roared angrily, the black dragon wave resounded like a knocking dark bell, a black dragon could be vaguely seen wrapped around it, firmly protecting Qin Weiyang.

"I do not believe!"

Qin Weiyang roared angrily, a sword glow struck the clock, and the earth-shattering force swept over, the strength of that force made Qin Weiyang feel a sense of despair.

"How could this be?"

The dark clock exploded, and Qin Weiyang flew backwards with the dark fragments.He couldn't understand how Zhang Fan could be so powerful, isn't he a three-transformed golden fairy?Judging from the strength of the golden body, it is indeed three changes.

With one enemy against six, they were completely crushed, and the men holding swords in the void came one after another like a demon: "Your rebellion will be a death penalty."

"kill!"

His voice was like the voice of an evil spirit coming from the deepest part of the Netherworld, making everyone's heart tremble.

"I didn't expect that after not seeing him for a year, he would become such a strong man!"

A drop of cold sweat slowly rolled down Ji Boya's pale face. He looked calm, but his legs were shaking.

"Gollum!"

The master of Poyin Sect swallowed hard, the rumors that Zhang Fan dared not fight were completely shattered, ruthlessly shattered, he not only fought, but also joined forces with the six ghost kings who ranked ahead of him on the ghost king list They were all completely crushed. No one in Jiuyou Difu could compete with him anymore. I secretly regretted it. Before Zhang Fan took off, if I had a good relationship with him, then...but there is no regret in this world. Medicine, let alone the ability of a prophet.

"Kneeling lives, Standing dies!"

Zhang Fan shook his hand suddenly, Yan Jun gave the order, the drums of war resounded in the sky, and the Yin soldiers came rushing to kill.

Millions of troops rushed to kill, and the horror of the scene would be broken.

Hulala, a large group of ghost cultivators all knelt down.

At this time, who dares to stand still, the six strongest ghost kings teamed up today were all defeated by Zhang Fan, the power of the underworld crushed Jiuyou, whoever dared to disobey, the end would be death!
Ji Boya and Poyin Sect all knelt down.

"kill!"

There are also those who failed to resist, especially the children of Qin Guangcheng. They knew that Zhang Fan would never let them go, and strangled them with the Yin soldiers of Nanfu on the spot. Equally horrified.

"kill!"

The man in the sword, the money-losing ghost, Hongye, and the sect master also rushed in. For a moment, magic spells crisscrossed, swords and knives flickered, blood splattered three feet, and corpses lay like a mountain.

Under the Taiwei Basuo formation, a large number of ancient ghost cultivators have also been added, the strength of the millions of Yin soldiers has skyrocketed, and there are four heroes like Baili who have changed levels to help out, and there will be no eggs under the nest.

"Kneel, kneel, we kneel."

"Surrender to the underworld!"

The people present knelt down on the ground with knives resting on their necks.

The Ancient Immortal Conference had already been completely defeated before it even started.Minghai Mobei, Hell Dragon Shuttle, Foul Ghost Boy, Guihuang Evil Soul, Great Hell Dharma King, Qin Weiyang, these six leaders, some of them are dead, some of them are injured, and many of them are left, Guihuang Dazong, Minghai Island Lord, Asura of Hell, but their hearts trembled, they were extremely horrified, and there was no thought of resistance in their hearts.

Zhang Fan's tyranny is rare in ancient and modern times!

"I'm waiting to surrender!"

Zhang Fan swept across the scene indifferently, and walked slowly towards Qin Weiyang, "What about you?"

Qin Weiyang was stunned, his face was ashen, he looked at the scene, and even the other six leaders knelt down, the corners of his eyes twitched, and the knees of a generation of ancient heroes also bent down, and he also knelt down with a plop: "Please Master Yan Jun, please forgive me!"

Zhang Fan smiled faintly, his eyes full of disdain: "Do you think you can still live?"

"I'm already on my knees." Qin Weiyang shouted.

"Openly challenging me is a capital crime!" Zhang Fan shot a fierce light in his eyes in vain, this was a provocation to the imperial power of the underworld, and he slashed at Qin Weiyang's head with the sword in his hand.

Qin Weiyang yelled at the Hundred-story Ghost Tower: "Old Ancestor, save me..."

(End of this chapter)