Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 85, too ruthless
Li Zongping was horrified;
"Everyone, don't stay behind anymore, strike with all your strength, this person has already betrayed..." Teacher..." Before he could finish his sentence, he struck with a sword.

Su Buhui was surprised;
"Master Shengzi, do you want to kill them all? We all belong to the sect, so why kill each other..."

Zhang Fan sneered;
"Attacking the Son of God, according to the rules of the Son of Kunlun, means apostasy, and you deserve to die."

Stabbing... Another great master was killed.

It was only then that everyone realized that this person was faking all the signs, in order to wait for them to make a move, so that they had a reason to behead them.

fast.

quickly
very fast

Yao Qingqing's face was solemn: "This person has already practiced the technique of beheading immortals with one sword to the realm of Dzogchen. Under the heavenly master, no one can match him."

Bi Shuiqing asked;
"So powerful? Isn't it just an ordinary sword!"

"Hmph, you guys didn't see it, it wasn't a single sword, but it was drawn [-] times in a thousandth of an instant, so in your eyes it was just an ordinary sword, but in my opinion this person has already drawn his sword Ten thousand times."

"what?"

"Ten thousand times."

"Isn't the saint..."

Yao Qingqing shook his head: "If I don't play the hole cards, I can only be evenly matched. Of course, no one knows whether he still has the hole cards."

Bi Shuiqing looked shocked: "The Holy Son is already the pinnacle of the ninth rank of the great master, can he still be no match for him?"

"Sometimes, the state doesn't mean anything! The state can only indicate the strength of the mana, and it depends on the cultivation method. These people are dead!"

Yao Qingqing just said it.

Zhang Fan made several more sword strikes.

Three great masters of the fifth rank were beheaded, and their bodies died and their dao disappeared.

There are still two great masters left at the scene.

Su Buhui, the elder of the Eagle Hall and the elder of the Asura Society, Yan Ming.

Su Buhui knelt on the ground: "Lord Shengzi, this is all Li Zongping's fault. He instigated me to attack Lord Shengzi. Please let me survive for the sake of my fellow disciples."

Yan Ming was startled: I didn't expect this person to be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Yan Ming said back: "Zhang Fan has gone mad, Kunlun disciples and I captured him together."

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

A palm was imprinted on Yan Ming's body, and a kick was kicked on Su Buhui's chest. The two of them flew upside down, spitting blood.

Zhang Fan snorted coldly;
"You attacking the Holy Son is betraying the Holy Land. Do you still want to instigate the rest of the disciples to betray the Holy Land together?"

Yan Ming was speechless.

Su Buhui regretted it even more, why he had to feel sorry for the Holy Son, the ghost was fascinated.

Zhang Fan continued;
"I am the Holy Son of Kunlun. I have the right to supervise the inner disciples and core disciples. If there is any misbehavior, I will deal with it immediately."

"A dozen or so core disciples including Yan Ming, Su Buhui, and Li Zongping intended to snatch the treasures of the inner disciples and intentionally harm them. This is the first crime. The second is to kill Kunlun's holy son. This is the second crime."

"Every crime is a crime of bullying the master and destroying the ancestors. It should be executed by Ling Chi and cut into pieces."

The two heard the guilty vomit blood.

What does he mean?
Yao Qingqing was shocked: "No, this person is cruel and ruthless. I'm afraid he wants to subdue the disciples of the remaining seven halls. Now all the grand masters at the entrance of the seven halls have been killed, and the remaining soldiers and crab generals are his opponents."

Bi Shuiqing asked;
"Impossible, how does this person subdue the disciples of the Seven Great Halls? There are more than 1000 people."

Yao Qingqing said: "Look!"

Zhang Fan looked at the two of them.

Facing the Kunlun disciples, he said: "Everyone, I captured these two people for a heinous crime. They should be cut to pieces. We are all disciples of the same sect, and we should share the same hatred. In this way, each of you will stab your sword and report your name. , to eradicate evil for me in Kunlun."

"what?"

"You heard me right, let's go and stab the sword?"

"I will never agree."

"I won't go up either. The Holy Son beheaded so many great masters, this is to let us take the blame."

"Damn it, this holy son is too hateful! I will never agree."

Thousands of Kunlun disciples glared at each other. They are all Kunlun disciples, how could they stab them?

Yan Ming and Su Buhui were dumbfounded.

What is this guy up to?
"Holy Son, this is their business and has nothing to do with us. I will never step forward and hurt the two senior brothers." One person was extremely angry.

Zhang Fan looked at him, Grandmaster rank nine.

A poisonous snake on the chest is particularly eye-catching, a member of the Viper Hall.

Zhang Fan was furious: "Hmph, they have already betrayed their sect, but you call them seniors, it shows that you, like them, are also preparing to betray their sect, in this case, as the Son of God, I can't just let it go and catch me. "

When Zhang Fan waved his hands, he was filled with demonic energy.

The demonic energy turned into a skeleton hand and grabbed the master's ninth-rank disciple. The man's face was shocked, and he didn't expect Zhang Fan to do it when he said so.

Never give him a chance to argue.

Without further ado, Zhang Fan twisted his head off.

He threw it on the ground, dripping with blood.

The Kunlun disciples were dumbfounded. They killed people if they didn't agree with each other. They were more demons than demons.

Yan Ming and Su Buhui were even more stunned~!

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Fan understood Zhang Fan's intentions and planned to take these people for his own use. No wonder not killing them had ulterior motives.

"What a domineering technique."

"Interesting, how did this person enter the Holy Land? He should come to my Tu Hai Demon Sect."

"It is said that our four major demon sects are well-known great demon heads, but I don't think they are so cruel and merciless."

Zhang Fan looked at the more than 1000 people.

With a random grab, he caught an inner sect disciple, the fifth rank of the grand master.

"What's your name?"

"Zhang Dahai."

"Very well, you only have one chance to prove that you and the two of them are not spies. You go up and stab your sword, and this Holy Son will reward you with the Baiyang Pill on their bodies, which they snatched."

"This Holy Son will be the master and reward them to you."

Zhang Dahai has a bitter face;
"Master Shengzi, can you let me go, I'm just a little grandmaster."

Zhang Fan directly pulled out the sword and handed it to Zhang Dahai.

Zhang Dahai's hands trembled while holding the sword.

Zhang Fan waved his hand, controlled Zhang Dahai's body, and ran forward more than ten steps. The tip of his sword pointed at Yan Ming, who turned pale with shock.

prickly...
This sword just stabbed on the thigh, and blood flowed immediately.

Yan Ming was furious, his body was restrained by something, he couldn't move at all, he could only watch helplessly as the magic sword pierced into his body.

This fear is simply worse than killing him.

Zhang Fan smiled: "Very good, Yang Buhui, you gave Zhang Dahai [-] Baiyang Pills from them, this Son can prove that he will never betray his master."

Zhang Dahai looked at the sword, unable to express his suffering.

Just now I couldn't move myself, as if I was locked by something.

But he didn't dare to say it. Once he said it, he would be killed by the Holy Son immediately. All the great masters were killed, so he still cares about a master?
You don't need to think about it, you must have been controlled by the Son just now.

Yang Buhui came over immediately.

Take out [-] Baiyang Pills from Jiezi and give them to Zhang Dahai.

"This is [-] Baiyang Pills, you take care of him."

Zhang Dahai could only nod helplessly.

"Thank you, Holy Son."

Zhang Fan nodded. With the first one, this Holy Son would not believe that there is no second one.

"Holy Son, what are you doing? Don't you feel ashamed of coercing and luring you? I, Xu Damao, will never join forces with you. All compatriots, join me in resisting."

Xu Damao drew out his sharp sword.

Threats and lures, yes, so what if I'm intimidating and luring?
Since you want to die, I, the Holy Son, will perfect you, clear the sect, and clear your cancerous tumors.

"You must be with them. If that's the case, I will help you." Zhang Fan did the same, lifting Xu Damao up with one hand and killing him.

Xu Damao couldn't believe it, Zhang Fan didn't give him a chance to resist, and his head fell to the ground.

"That's enough, you are bullying your fellow sects like this, you are just like the Demon Cult monsters, there is no difference, even more vicious than the Demon Cult monsters."

(End of this chapter)