"Who are you, how dare you act wild in front of the gate of our Blood Dao Sect!" The sharp-faced "Junior Brother Feng" saw Cao Fan knocking down the late-stage Jie Sheng Realm Congratulations and disappearing them without a trace with just one move, and he felt confused in his heart.

Shocked and angry, he pointed at Cao Fan and shouted with some anger and anger.

"Destroy your Blood Dao Sect people." Cao Fan responded expressionlessly.

At the same time, Mu Ping and others had appeared beside Cao Fan.

The Blood Dao Sect is a ninth-level sect, and the sect-protecting formation alone is very powerful. What's more, there are currently more than 80,000 monks in the whole sect. There are three masters of the Earth Immortal Stage alone who are in charge of the sect, and there are also strong men of the Mahayana Stage.

There are still six hundred people.

With such a background, someone actually said that they wanted to destroy the Blood Dao Sect. That "Junior Brother Feng" just thought that Cao Fan was out of his mind and talking nonsense.

However, someone came to provoke him, and he was not weak. This matter must be reported immediately. "Junior Brother Feng" secretly held a warning talisman in his hand, and then secretly activated it.

Cao Fan allowed the "Junior Brother Feng" to make small movements and glanced at the more than a hundred Blood Dao Sect monks who had just returned from the killings and surrounded him.

This time the monks of the Blood Dao Sect attacked the Skylark Sect, with the powerful Zhu Heng in charge. Only a dozen of the 120 people suffered minor injuries, and no one died in the battle.

Each of these people has at least hundreds of lives in their hands, and their evil spirits are strong. Even if the leader Zhu Heng has been killed by Cao Fan, they still believe that Cao Fan cannot deal with so many of them by himself. After all, there is danger here.

There are still three strong men in the body shaping stage, and dozens of masters in the body shaping stage. What they have to do is to trap Cao Fan for a while, and when the sect's reinforcements arrive, they can restrain this bold and stupid guy.

It's time to let him know what a stupid mistake he made.

Frightened by Cao Fan's power to defeat Zhu Heng with one move, these people only surrounded but not attacked, and fiercely confronted Cao Fan and the others.

Cao Fan, on the other hand, was calculating how to arrange all the monks of the Blood Dao Sect in one fell swoop, and also ignored these self-righteous cold-blooded butchers.

"Who dares to be so presumptuous in front of the gate of our Blood Dao Sect?" With an angry shout, the figure of an old man in red robe fell into the field. Behind him, there were more than ten Mahayana monks from the Blood Dao Sect. And this

The old man in red robe is clearly at the third level of Earth Immortal.

"Mrs. Jiang, you are here. This kid attacked Zhu Heng as soon as he came up, and threatened to destroy our Blood Dao Sect." When the "Junior Brother Feng" saw the old man in red robe and others, he immediately felt like a chicken.

In general, he excitedly stepped forward, pointed at Cao Fan and complained to the other party.

"Eighth level of the Mahayana, how dare you come to our Blood Dao Sect to run wild with this little cultivation! Tell me, where did you take my disciple Zhu Heng?" Behind that "Tai Shang Jiang", there was a man with three long beards on his chin,

The red-faced old man with the golden crown had already taken a step forward and asked Cao Fandao with an unkind expression.

Cao Fan's expression condensed, and he glanced sharply at the old man with the golden crown. At that moment, the old man with the golden crown felt a sudden chill all over his body, as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cellar. He never expected that this young man could do so with just one look.

Make him feel so uncomfortable.

Cao Fan knew from Zhu Heng's memory that his master was Zu Maogong, a ruthless and merciless man Tu. Now that the golden-crowned old man claims to be Zhu Heng's master, his identity can be revealed.

"Are you Zu Maogong, the peak master of the Xuanfa Peak of the Blood Dao Sect?" Cao Fan asked coldly.

The old man with the golden crown said proudly: "It's me. If you hand over Zhu Heng immediately and then decommission your cultivation, maybe I can spare your life."

Cao Fan burst out laughing. He was still thinking about how to find Zu Maogong among so many people in the Blood Dao Sect, but he didn't expect that this guy would come to his door automatically.

"Zhu Heng is here for you!" Cao Fan waved his hand and threw the person towards Zu Maogong. It was indeed Zhu Heng who was captured by him.

At this time, Zhu Heng finally woke up. When he saw Zu Maogong, he immediately shouted excitedly: "Master, save me!"

Zu Maogong immediately reached out to pick up Zhu Heng. The moment he touched Zhu Heng's body, he suddenly felt an astonishing force slamming into him from his body.

"Kachacha", Zu Maogong's arm stretched out to catch Zhu Heng was shattered by the fierce impact. Zhu Heng's body continued to advance rapidly, knocking Zu Maogong's entire body away.

Six or seven of the victim's ribs were broken. The moment he fell to the ground, a large hole was punched out in the ground, and dust was sprayed up more than ten feet high.

It turns out that Cao Fan's seemingly casual throw actually contained powerful stamina. It didn't look like much at first glance, but the moment Zhu Heng's body came into contact with Zu Maogong, the energy burst out violently.

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Zu Maogong also said that Cao Fan saw their menacing attack and wanted to hand over Zhu Heng to beg for mercy, but he didn't expect that Cao Fan had such a skill, and he immediately suffered a big loss.

Zhu Heng was so tortured by Cao Fan that his body almost collapsed and his cultivation was ruined. Zu Mao's higher cultivation level was better, but he was also seriously injured and could no longer stand up.

"Seeking death!" When the red-robed old man "Mr. Jiang" saw this, he became furious and fiercely grabbed Cao Fan.

A mere ant from the eighth level of Mahayana dared to behave like this in front of him, Jiang Huanzhi. He simply didn't know how to live or die.

Two balls of silver light suddenly flew out from nowhere, and before Jiang Huanzhi could react, they had already entered his body.

Jiang Huanzhi pounced on Cao Fan and was immediately blown away by the astonishing impact of the silver bullet. His originally astonishing momentum immediately weakened.

Long Yin is now at the fourth level of Feixian, and his cultivation level is higher than that of Jiang Huanzhi. He can even kill a being at the guardian level of the Cultivation Star instantly, and he doesn't even bother to use silver bullets to deal with Jiang Huanzhi.

The Blood Dao Sect members on the field were all stunned. Zu Maogong, the master of Xuanfa Peak at the peak of the Mahayana stage, was severely injured by one move. Why was Taishang Jiang, who was on the third level of the Earth Immortal, so vulnerable in front of the enemy?

?Isn’t it possible that the other party is out of imagination and really wants to destroy the Blood Dao Sect this time?

"Quickly, start the sect-protecting formation quickly." Jiang Huanzhi clutched his chest and ordered angrily. The enemy in front of him was ridiculously strong and could not be resisted by the Blood Dao Sect's remaining force. To turn the tide, the only way to turn the tide was

Count on the Blood Dao Sect's powerful sect-protecting formation.

Jiang Huanzhi's voice was very loud, and he used the method of sound transmission for thousands of miles. Even within the Blood Dao Sect, his instructions could be clearly heard.

Cao Fan looked at Jiang Huanzhi with a half-smile but no intention of stopping him.

Jiang Huanzhi stared at Cao Fan with resentful eyes, and said viciously in his heart: "Boy, don't be complacent. Just wait, my Blood Dao Sect's sect-protecting formation will definitely tear you into pieces."
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