Underworld exchange group

Chapter 972

Hell Qiantu, the manager of the ghost family and others have overestimated Zhang Fan time and time again, but it turned out that they still underestimated him. They never expected that Zhang Fan's real strength is so terrifying, especially Hell Qiantu, who will not be afraid after a while. Feeling cold, Zhang Fan really wanted to kill him. With a little more force, he could crush an ant to death with a single glance.

"Yan Jun of Nanfu, I really underestimated you. With your current cultivation base, you should have reached the six-transformation true immortal, and you are the unique real body of Yan Luowujian." Wujian Wang's expression was solemn. "Forget it, let's stop the war. This deity will not arrest you as a doorman, and let you go."

Zhang Fan's eyes were cold and his pupils squinted: "You let me go?"

"You, a disciple of Buddhism, have occupied my Infernal Hell for many years, and you, together with a hundred ghost scholars, have made troubles in my Jiuyou Land. Do you think that this Lord will let you go?"

At the end of the sentence, Zhang Fan didn't pay any attention to Wu Jianwang at all. He squeezed the Jue in his hand and began to arouse Wu Jiang's power between heaven and earth. The surging power gathered from all directions, with Zhang Fan as the center, everything was under his traction. Down.

"Infernal Hell Sword!"

As soon as the sound of the rune fell, a sword light shot towards Wu Jianwang, carrying Wu Jiang's power, condensed into a sword light that pierced the sky, pierced through it with a whoosh sound.

"I am subdued by my sword art."

The thick and profound Buddhist voices burst out continuously from the mouth of the Wujian King, the sky shook violently, and the Buddha's light on his body skyrocketed infinitely, like a scorching sun rising into the sky.

"I am the only Buddha."

"Huh!"

The Wujian King shouted loudly, the Buddha's body was fierce in the sky, as ancient as a mountain, and turned into phantoms in the sky, playing with the sword glow from all directions.

To cultivate a Buddha's real handprints, all Buddhas and Taoists have reached the level of real immortals. Among them, each of the Buddha's real handprints has reached the real state, and this Buddha is not far away from the venerable.

In the end, the seven real Buddha handprints rushed forward suddenly, and before the sword glow, it turned into a kind, and when the hand stretched out, it felt as heavy as a mountain, as vast as the universe, and could shatter everything.

boom!
The golden light giant palm met the black sword light, and the energy exploded.

"Om Pad Mee Hum..."

The Buddha's voice kept coming out of King Wujian's mouth. The momentum was no less astonishing than thunder and lightning, but it was thicker and more powerful than thunder and lightning. The sword in his hand vibrated like a cutting machine, colliding continuously, bursting out with fire and energy.

This momentum has already left people stunned.

"Crack!"

In the eyes of everyone, the ten-foot-long sword light, the black light is magnificent, the sword is full of energy, and the sword roars in the sky, and the momentum does not lose the Buddha's voice at all.

The light between the palms and swords continuously burst out, and when the light reached its peak, it exploded with a bang.

Wu Jian Wang said: "Yan Jun of Nanfu, if you want to kill me, how far are you?"

"is it?"

Zhang Fan shot a flash in his eyes, let out a loud shout, raised his sword finger, and drew his spell, and a lightning-like talisman was formed in the air. On the talisman pattern was engraved with esoteric and incomprehensible ancient characters, which is the ancient sword talisman , as soon as this sword talisman came out, it seemed to frighten the world instantly, and time and space were slowed down by it.

Under everyone's shocking eyes, with a bang, Zhang Fan suddenly transformed, his whole body turned into black smoke, attached to the sword talisman, and he was shocked in the air.

"Sky Ghost Disintegration Sword!"

With a whoosh, the sword light disappeared without a trace.

Wu Jianwang was startled suddenly, fast, too fast, he suddenly opened his Buddha eyes, but still couldn't find Zhang Fan's trace, what a terrifying speed, and what terrifying power and lethality would there be at such a speed .

Zhang Fan at this time may only be captured by a ten thousand times high-speed camera. At this time, Zhang Fan's body is straight, with his head as the tip, and transformed into a sword. At high speed, the air in front of him burst into flames, bringing Momentum is hard to reach in seconds.

"Where?"

The Wujian King was shocked. From the moment the sword talisman appeared, he felt a power like the sky, which made his heart tremble. This was a power that he could not even imagine.

Just for fun, the Heavenly Ghost Disintegration Sword cast by Yan Luo Wujian's real body, no matter which one it is, is already so powerful that it is outrageous, not to mention that it is Yan Luo Wujian's real body that disintegrates.

"No, Lord Yan of Nanfu stops, this deity admits defeat."

"Out of hell, eternal life no longer set foot."

As soon as this remark came out, the onlookers were in an uproar, and the Infernal King actually surrendered. This, this is too unreasonable, and it is too unprofessional. What's more, when it is a life-and-death struggle, it is really a bit low.

But they can deeply feel that the state of mind of the Infernal King at this time is a kind of powerless horror in the face of imminent death.

The Infernal King was terrified, terribly terrified!
In front of Xiaoming, all dignity and interests can be put aside.

"die!"

Zhang Fan's voice resounded, and a strong light penetrated the fleshy palm formed by the seven Buddha seals, and then penetrated the real Buddha's chest *, passing through with a whoosh, and the cracked gold A puff of black air rose from Buddha's body, and a person appeared when the wind blew, and it was Zhang Fan.

In an instant, it seemed as long as a century had passed, and the world slowly returned to calm, turning into a deathly silence.

"How's it going?"

The onlookers didn't see clearly what happened just now.

Even the Zhan Buddha only saw that the real body of the Golden Buddha of the Infernal King should have been pierced by Zhang Fan. For ordinary golden immortals, if the body is only pierced by sword energy, it will not even count as much damage. So, but Zhang Fan's sword just now is not just a sword that breaks through the defense, pierces the body, the decomposed body, every particle of energy contains a terrifying sword energy, and has already smashed the golden Buddha real body of the Infernal King. There is no one place in the resplendent one that is intact, it can be said that it is completely destroyed.

"The deity has already conceded defeat, why don't you let me go?"

Wu Jianwang's golden Buddha body cracked in all directions centered on the hole, like a gecko crawling past, cracks crawled all over his golden Buddha body amidst the bang bang sound.

Pat, one of them fell off, but the inside was pitch black, and the inside was already vacuumed.At this time, the Wujian Wang is like a mud-baked Buddha statue enshrined in a Buddhist hall, and one piece after another falls off and floats away with the wind.

"Those who offend my Nanfu will be wiped out in nine days and ten places!"

Zhang Fan's voice was cold and firm.Buddhist disciples are committing crimes in Jiuyou Land, admitting defeat is like slapping a drum and leaving. How can there be such a good thing in the world.

"Dead, dead?"

Yan Jun, a scholar of Hundred Ghosts, was so violent that he couldn't believe it. His master was actually killed by Zhang Fan. He penetrated through his chest and shot him from behind.

"Master is already infinitely close to the Venerable, how could he still be killed, impossible, absolutely impossible."

No matter how strong Zhang Fan is, he has only just become a true immortal.

"Lie to me, lie to me!"

The Hundred Ghost Scholar spread his hands, and the fragments of the Infernal King fell from the sky.

Hell Qiantu and Guijia were completely stunned, and they were directly pierced by a sword and died?This, what kind of sword art is this, they have never heard of such a powerful sword art.

Shocking, really shocking!
In the land of hell, the three kings were executed by Zhang Fan and the second king was killed. Now there is only one abyss king left.Zhang Fan's trip to Hell, I am afraid that after the reunification of Guihuang, Hell will also be included in his territory.

"Scholar of Hundred Ghosts, you are also a disciple of Buddhism."

From the behavior and temperament of the Hundred Ghost Scholars, they are very similar to Buddhist disciples.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the King of the Abyss!"

The Hundred Ghosts Scholar was shaken all over. He looked at Zhang Fan as if he saw a devil. He knew Zhang Fan's temper, and even Master would not let him go, let alone let him go, "Zhang Fan, I Admit it, I underestimated you."

At this time, Zhang Fan's breath surged, and he was very uncomfortable. The Heavenly Ghost Disintegration Sword had sequelae. What Old Man Wu said was indeed the truth. It may have something to do with his being the real body of Yan Luo Wujian, as long as he is molested, he can recover.

"Then, take your life."

The hundred ghosts were very fast, they escaped right before Zhang Fan's nose last time, but what about this time?

Zhang Fan's gaze was a bit playful.

(End of this chapter)