super unscrupulous student

Yin Xiao is also full of helplessness, there are too many direct disciples here, how can he take care of them, except for Yin Zhen, he chooses all his confidantes.

"Our eight major families have dominated the demon world for tens of thousands of years, how can we destroy our reputation, run away and fight for it."

"Anyway, one death is inevitable. Everyone can earn money by killing one, and earn one by killing two."

"We break through together, there will always be opportunities."

The desperate monks suddenly erupted. For a moment, the brilliance of the treasures shone, and tens of thousands of monks were densely packed, flying in all directions like locusts.

Zhuo Yifan looked at them with pity, but didn't speak.

He Bizheng sighed and said: "Moths are flying into the flames and committing suicide. The members of the Eight Great Families have really fallen."

The masters who had been waiting around showed a smirk.

They were really afraid that Zhuo Yifan's heart would soften for a while, and let these rich wolves go.

The disciples of these big families have a strong desire for revenge, and they will bite back if they do something wrong.

Now these people take the initiative to escape, which is exactly what they want.

The masters shot one after another, and all of a sudden, the entire star field was in a war.

The roar of energy, the shadow of swords and swords, instantly entered a fierce battle.

Boom boom boom!

Ahhhhh!

As soon as they came into contact, they screamed again and again, and the masters of the two families were constantly killed.

Among them, there are only a few hundred in the Mahayana stage, and they are opponents of tens of thousands of super masters. As soon as they rushed out, they were directly trapped by the battle formation formed by the masters of the Mahayana stage, and they were completely powerless to resist.

And ordinary disciples in the tribulation period are even more pitiful when facing the battle formation. They can't even block a single move.

An army of one million is vulnerable, let alone fifty thousand.

Soon, except for some particularly powerful Mahayana masters who were still stubbornly resisting, almost all the masters were dead.

On the other hand, on Tianyaozong's side, there were only a few minor injuries, and they were accidentally injured by their own people because of head-grabbing.

This kind of battle is like a group of kindergarten children trying to escape the siege of adults, it is impossible to succeed.

Seeing the number of monks in front of him rapidly decrease, Yin Xiao closed his eyes in pain.

This result has long been doomed, and it is too late to regret it now.

The disciples of the An family were taken care of especially, and none of them survived.

Anbuyu was also strangled to pieces in the battle formation.

At this point, the dark family of the demon world is destroyed!

Suddenly the sky was stormy, and lightning raged.

Everyone looked at the void in shock.

Suddenly, in the incomparably thick starry sky, lightning intertwined, and suddenly stretched out a huge palm.

Zhuo Yifan's expression changed drastically: "Move!"

With a wave of his hand, under the cover of the spiritual field, all the monks teleported over and directly entered the Nether Tower, and some disciples of the Tianyao Sect who had not become believers were directly grabbed by him , and threw it into the Nether Tower.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and Zhuo Yifan started to act almost as soon as the world changed.

In the blink of an eye, the densely packed Tianyaozong disciples disappeared, leaving only Zhuo Yifan and 11 members of the Yin family.

Yin Xiao looked at Zhuo Yifan in shock, and even forgot to move for a moment.

Zhuo Yifan slapped him and said, "Hurry up, I want to die!"

The power of this palm, like a hurricane, directly rolled up 11 people and threw them thousands of miles away.

Yin Xiao and the others were horrified, and watched in disbelief as the huge palm stretched out from the lightning and slapped Zhuo Yifan.

This palm seemed to have been suppressed by too much force, and every time it fell by a point, it trembled. The lightning was like electric knives, constantly cutting the giant palm.

That cutting force is enough to tear a true demon master in half instantly, which is very terrifying.

There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Zhuo Yifan's mouth, runes flowed on his body, and the pale golden runes even made a clicking sound, and they were quickly assembled into the appearance of [Xuanwu Battle Armor], even covering his eyes.

But through eye protection, Zhuo Yifan felt that his perception had become more sensitive.

In his hand, the sword of the saint slowly appeared, and the runes on it flowed, as if the weapon was charging.

All of this is slow to say, but in fact, from the appearance of the giant palm to Zhuo Yifan drawing out the holy sword, it was all in an instant.

This piece of void was completely imprisoned, and Zhuo Yifan was directly locked on by an extremely powerful force. No matter where he went, he could not escape the attack of the giant palm on his head.

There was no fear in Zhuo Yifan's eyes, but a strong fighting spirit arose instead.

He raised the sword of the saint, and thrust out with a sharp thrust.

This sword was extremely slow and heavy, as if it was holding a weight of hundreds of millions of catties, but when he stabbed slowly, the sword of the saint gradually shone, and finally burst out like a scorching sun. The light came, straight into the sky.

【A sword that lifts the sky】!

Zhuo Yifan's eyes burst into golden light, and the power of faith was poured into the sword of the saint like money. At that moment, Zhuo Yifan even felt that he had become the sword of the saint, and it was rising rapidly.

The incomparably powerful force seems to have gone through a circle of amplification, bursting out with a powerful force several times beyond the body, and directly bombarded the giant palm.

At this moment, the entire Wanli star field seemed to be frozen, and time became extremely slow, not only Zhuo Yifan's movements were slow, but even the lightning and all the fluctuations in the world seemed to be frozen, trying to move , only the sword energy and the giant palm, but they all seemed to be under the boundless pressure, and they seemed to be very strenuous.

The sword energy impacted on the giant palm, and a circle of ripples spread out, visible to the naked eye in the surrounding void, just like the slow-moving process of glass breaking, which is shocking.

Chi Chi!

The lightning became more intense, chopping continuously on the sword energy and the giant palm.

Zhuo Yifan spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and his body trembled as if shaking.

He didn't expect that this lightning was even stronger than the thunder that descended from Heavenly Tribulation. If he hadn't mastered the first level of [Immortal Stiffness Art], just this one blow would have caused his entire body to collapse.

The giant palm was also uncomfortable. He seemed to be forcibly passing through the lightning layer, and the attack he suffered was even more unimaginable.

Now that Zhuo Yifan has touched the rules of time, he can see at a glance that the palm is covered with the rules of time and space, otherwise, the palm would have been shattered into pieces by lightning.

The owner of this hand is really too powerful. Even if the strength is suppressed to the lowest level, it has suppressed the Wanli Starfield. With one palm, all existences are locked.

Zhuo Yifan's face turned pale for a while, and he suddenly jumped up, waving his long sword again and again, and the sword energy flew out like shooting stars, and he didn't know how many swords he had struck in an instant.

Then these sword qi gathered into a torrent, turned into a sword pillar with a thickness of hundreds of miles, and pierced the palm of the giant palm all at once.

When the two intersected, an incomparably terrifying space storm erupted immediately, raging across the entire Wanli star field, turning all the remaining meteorites into fly ash.

After this wave of shocks, the Wanli Starfield was empty except for Zhuo Yifan and the giant palm.