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Chapter 619 Massacre
The entire sky collapsed, the weight of over [-] jin squeezed out even the air, and the explosive sound of vigor kept ringing out, boom boom boom, it seemed that the sky was going to overlap with the earth thickly, and the space between heaven and earth Everything in the world will be blasted into dregs, and this world will return to chaos.

Seeing Zhang Fan exert such great power with one hand, everyone was terrified.

The person holding the candle whispered softly in English: "Okay, good... so strong."

The old man was also shocked: "This is the power that moves the heaven and the earth."

Wang Baichuan was completely stunned. He had a feeling that Zhang Fan had the whole world in his hands. It was a terrifying ability.

Break through the combo!
"Can he break it?" The old man looked at Zhang Fan, whose clothes were fluttering and roaring all around him, and his voice suddenly rose: "This is the hexagram of the Holy See..."

"Those who want to challenge the Holy See will die..."

But seeing Zhang Fan's retracting hand smoothly pressed down on the ground, the burst of strong light in his hand reached its peak, and after a loud bang, the light exploded, covering the entire castle with white light. I can no longer see anything, and my eyes are full of white light.

The old man, the person holding the candle, and Wang Baichuan all stretched out their hands to cover their eyes involuntarily.

The heart is trembling.

It can actually emit such a violent light.

The powerful force pushed it forward, and the hexagram was hard to shrink. After the chirping sound, the white light of the hexagram was melted away, and the white light pushed forward almost without hindrance, completely crushed, and the six suffering When the six-pointed star was broken, the cultivator was blown away by the power of the formation, but everything was submerged under the white light.

After a while, the white glow gradually faded away.

They heard screams and the sound of falling to the ground. When they opened their eyes, all six ascetics were blown to the ground.

But Zhang Fan stood there, his expression still indifferent.

At this time, the talents present are like waking up from a dream.

The six-pointed star is broken!

There is still white light floating all over the sky, little twinkling, truly beautiful.

They looked at Zhang Fan with shocked eyes, and their pupils couldn't help shrinking.

The hexagram that has never been broken has been broken, which...

The power of this person is too terrifying, he just raised his hand to attract the power of heaven and earth, and crushed the hexagram combined attack of the six ascetics with his strength.

Enemy of the Holy See!

The old man saw clearly that the slowly fading dots of light were the light of runes, and couldn't help staring at his cloudy old eyes. However, he shouted: "Let's go together, don't be afraid, he casts such a powerful array! Mana consumes a lot of mana, so he must not be able to cast it a second time."

When the ascetics heard the words, they immediately got up from the ground, and once again wanted to surround Zhang Fan.

"is it?"

Zhang Fan grinned, with a trace of contempt in his eyes.

He raised his hand again, and with a bang, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the sky and the earth were churning, and he was sucked into his palm violently, forming a large circle once again.

"the second time!"

When the ascetics saw this, their blue eyes turned red, and they showed a fierce look. A hexagram appeared on their fingers, and they held it in their hands. The hexagram in their hands was enough to shred steel, and their speed was extremely fast. Like natural fighters, and the six of them live together all the year round, with an incomparable understanding.

Even if it is not combined with the hexagram, it is an ordinary joint operation, and the power is doubled, just like a dozen masters selling together.

The entire void was shrouded in intense six-pointed star light and violent air vibrations.

Zhang Fan smiled lightly, and directly flicked the big array in his hand, and he was pulled away for a moment. When he was ten meters away, a photo was taken on one of the tall foreign men, and half of his body was directly blasted to pieces. Scum, only a cloud of blood mist emerged.

"the third time!"

Zhang Fan didn't pause for the slightest. When he uttered these words, he formed a circle between his fingers and palms, and then fled away with a single palm.

"the fourth time!"

He casually slapped the head of a foreign man into a cloud of blood.

"the fifth time!"

Another foreign man's heart was shot into a cloud of blood.

"the sixth time!"

This palm directly slapped the whole person into a blood mist.

He has already completed a series of flashes and killed six people in a row with a snap of his fingers. The ascetics of the Holy See have stepped into the existence of transforming gods. They are like babies, and they don't even have the ability to resist once.

The old man, the person holding the candle, and Wang Baichuan couldn't help but backed away. When they saw Zhang Fan sending out the sixth time to attract the power of heaven and earth in his palm, they were all in despair.

Facing this kind of Eastern powerhouse who kills one person with one sheet, no matter how arrogant and arrogant they are, they must be in awe.

The old man's hands began to tremble.

Every time Zhang Fan came out for a while, it was like a slap on his face, slapping his face, causing pain to the old man. Just now, who said that he could only do it once, made his heart hurt even more. It is the core strength of the Holy See.

If you want to cultivate an ascetic, you must first have a pure soul. There are very few such people, even fewer if they can still have the talent for cultivation, and there are very few people who are loyal to him and the Holy See.

However, Zhang Fan aroused the power of heaven and earth six times in a row to cast a large formation, and today he chased the plane all the way, even if he is in the Three Ghost Realm, he is still a little breathless at this time.

It is much more exhausting to cast a large formation by yourself than the Twelve Pearls. This is like running a marathon for ten miles is the same as driving ten miles in a car. The difference is huge.

"I'm right, he can't bear it a few times."

"Ascetics, come out, guard the castle, tear up this person who slandered the Holy See, and use her soul to commemorate the dead servants of the gods."

"Whoever can kill him will have the opportunity to become the judge."

At the end of the sentence, there was a loud cry in the castle, like a Maori war dance, with an astonishing momentum, one by one ascetics rushed out of the castle.

He stared at Zhang Fan fiercely, wishing to tear it to pieces.

"court death!"

Zhang Fan sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a thunderbolt shot out from his palm, and with a sneering sound, after passing more than ten meters, it flashed like a spider web. With just this hand, the dozen ascetics in the front row immediately softened When it reaches the ground, it is either dead or maimed.

However, it is strange that the healing ability of these ascetics is very powerful, and the bloody muscles healed back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This reminded Zhang Fan of an evil method of the Miao people in Southwest China. They put a worm in the broken flesh, and with a touch of their hand, it can be restored to its original state.But if you use the black dog to bleed, the spell will be broken.

Just as Zhang Fan was stunned by the exercises, the ascetics rushed up.

"Nine Songs Sword Art"

Zhang Fan drew a wonderful golden light curse sword in his hand.

"Don't you look down on Liu Ruosong's sword control skills?"

"Then I'll let you see it."

At the end of the sentence, Zhang Fan made a urge, and the golden curse sword turned into a ray of light, like a needle threading a thread, and butterflies fluttered and intertwined in the crowd.

The rays of light flashed quickly, and one ray of light seemed to have many rays.

Whoosh whoosh!
Zhang Fan's hand sword hit faster and faster, and the bright golden light diffused, as if it was all over the sky. Almost without a flash, someone was shot through, leaving a deep sword mark on their bodies.

But more than ten seconds.

Ascetic Jiu, who rushed up from all directions, was already covered with scars. Although their wounds healed quickly, their injuries kept weakening them, and the sword energy that penetrated from the wounds was also destroying their bodies.

"boom!"

Countless rays of light continued to gather violently in front of Zhang Fan, and a sword fell down. After the light surged, it was like a sword cutting through the void.

There is only a sword light left between the sky and the earth, and the space is dislocated.

The sword qi surged away, and the ascetic felt a strong air pressure pushing towards him, and everyone flew backwards. Dozens of ascetics around were all blown away, and landed one after another with a loud bang.

"break!"

Zhang Fan pointed to the sky with his fingers and quickly made an evil spell.

The light expands.

"Puff, puff!"

Those healed wounds were opened again, and huge blood spurted from the ascetic's body like a fountain.

Howling all over the place for a while!
The hand of the old man holding the cane trembled violently, and he could hardly hold it. Every ascetic was the elite of the Holy See. One death made him feel more heartbroken than the death of a hundred or a thousand believers.

(End of this chapter)