Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 647 A strong enemy is coming
Liang Yi shook the sonic bell in his hand, and was about to escape from the black square wall.

bang bang bang.

One after another, the sonic attacks spread out, rushing toward the black square wall like a wave, but they still couldn't destroy the black square wall.

Liang Yi already knew that the black square wall could not be destroyed, but why was he still inside the black square wall?
Could it be that the teleportation ability of the sonic copper bell is also suppressed by the black square wall?
Thinking of this, Liang Yi looked terrified, his body trembling involuntarily, and said in a panic, "Am I really going to die here?"

As Liang Yi's words fell, Zheng Fan's figure appeared inside the black square wall.

He looked at the flustered Liang Yi, and said coldly, "Now you know you're afraid?"

Listening to Zheng Fan's icy voice, Liang Yi's body stiffened, and his blood-stained clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

Sweat mixed with blood, dripping to the ground.

Liang Yi knew that he would never escape today, and it was impossible for Zheng Fan to let him go.

Thinking of this, Liang Yi felt ruthless, ready to fight Zheng Fan desperately.

Even if you can't kill Zheng Fan, you still have to hurt Zheng Fan a little.

Liang Yi clenched his fists tightly, and there was the faint sound of tigers and wolves roaring inside the black square wall.

He snorted angrily and swung his fists towards Zheng Fan with big strides.

While swinging his fists, two phantoms of tigers and wolves could be faintly seen emerging, grinning at Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan looked disdainful and said: "Is this the trick?"

After the words fell, Zheng Fan had already appeared in front of Liang Yi, stretched out his hand, easily grabbed Liang Yi's fist, and pressed hard.

Click, click sound.

The bones of Liang Yi's fists were all turned into powder, his face was grim due to the pain, and his face was as white as paper.

Zheng Fan didn't care about Liang Yi's pain, if he dared to provoke him, the end would be death.

He took away the black square wall and appeared in the void, holding Liang Yi's shattered hands with his right hand, and said loudly, "Let's take a picture."

Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi looked at this scene, stunned for a moment, then pointed the phone camera at Liang Yi, and kept pressing the shutter button to take pictures.

Liang Yiqiang endured the pain of having his hands scrapped, and looked at Zheng Fan with ferocious eyes like a beast, "Devil, if you want to kill him, kill him right away. What kind of hero are you like this?"

"Hero?" Zheng Fan listened to Liang Yi's words, as if he was looking at an idiot, "You keep saying that I am a devil, so how can I be considered a hero?"

While he was speaking, he stretched out his left hand towards Liang Yi's left hand, pulled slightly, and there was a sound of tearing, Liang Yi's left hand was torn off immediately, dripping with blood.

Liang Yi let out a shrill scream, and his eyes became more fierce, "Devil, you will be killed one day."

Zheng Fan said: "Even if this day comes, you won't be able to see it."

When he said this, Liang Yi's left leg was torn apart by Zheng Fan.

Liang Yi, who had lost his left hand and left leg, gradually withdrew his ferocious gaze, and looked at Zheng Fan almost pleadingly, "Devil, no... Hero Unparalleled, just kill me."

Liang Yi knew that he would die today, but he didn't want to die in such pain, he just wanted Zheng Fan to give him a good time.

Zheng Fan said coldly: "You want to kill me, but also want me to give you a good time?"

After the words fell, Liang Yi's right hand was torn off by Zheng Fan.

Immediately afterwards, the left leg was torn apart again.

Liang Yi's facial features were about to twist together because of the pain.

Zheng Fan didn't care how much Liang Yi was in pain, he shouted sharply: "Ten thousand swords return to one!"

After the words fell, sharp sword energy filled the void.

Immediately afterwards, densely packed long swords of spiritual power emerged in the void.

"Wan Jian pierces the heart and dies!" Zheng Fan said indifferently.

The dense swords of spiritual power poured down like rain, piercing through Liang Yi who had lost his limbs.

Puff puff puff puff.

Each long sword with spiritual power pierced Liang Yi's chest with terrifying power, smashing Liang Yi's chest like a hedgehog.

Immediately afterwards, a long sword with spiritual power over [-] meters in size emerged from the sky, stabbing down on Liang Yi's head with heavy pressure.

Liang Yi felt this long sword with spiritual power over a hundred meters long, his eyes were wide open, and he opened his mouth and murmured: "No...no!"

He could feel the frightening power of this long sword. With this sword, his body would definitely be beaten into a blood mist, leaving nothing behind.

Not only that, Liang Yi's soul will also be beaten to pieces by this sword.

No matter how Liang Yi wailed, the hundreds of meters long sword did not slow down, and stabbed straight down.

Boom!

When Liang Yi's body touched the tip of the hundreds-meter-long spiritual power sword, it turned into a cloud of blood mist with a puff. As for his soul, it flew away as he had guessed.

After solving Liang Yi, Zheng Fan flew straight to the villa, looked at Xie Feifei, Xu Wanqing, and Zheng Jiayi with tender eyes, "Are you all right?"

Xu Wanqing shook her head and said: "With the black flood dragon here, we will be fine."

Zheng Jiayi said: "I didn't expect Xiaojiao's defense ability to be so strong."

Xie Feifei hastily let go of Xiaojiao at this moment, not daring to continue strangling it.

She felt that Xiaojiao was too scary, she didn't like being hugged by herself, if she continued to hug it, she would definitely be in bad luck.

Seeing that the three of them were safe and sound, Zheng Fan said solemnly, "Has the photo been taken yet?"

"It's finished." Zheng Jiayi, Xu Wanqing, and Xie Feifei said in unison, and handed the phone to Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan took the phone and looked at the photos that Xu Wanqing, Zheng Jiayi, and Xie Feifei had just taken.

There are too many blurry ghost images in the three people's mobile phones, and there are only dozens of photos available.

Zheng Fan looked at Xu Wanqing, Zheng Jiayi, and Xie Feifei and said, "Pack your bags, we are leaving here."

"Where are you going?" Xu Wanqing asked, with worry on her brows, guessing if there were more powerful enemies coming.

"Brother, is there any strong enemy?" Zheng Jiayi asked directly.

"Brother-in-law, tell the truth, is there a terrible enemy coming? Even your formation is useless."

Zheng Fan listened to the words of Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi, and said with a light smile, "You guys are thinking too much, you just live in another place."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and clean up."

Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi listened to Zheng Fan's words, and dubiously went back to their respective rooms to pack their daily items.

After they packed up their belongings, Zheng Fan led the three of them away with a slight smile on his face, heading towards Gulin Mountain.

At this time, Gulin Mountain no longer has the white mist of the past, and it is no different from ordinary mountainous areas.

When Zheng Fan brought Xu Wanqing, Xie Feifei, and Zheng Jiayi to the foot of Gulin Mountain, they saw people all around them.

These people all looked puzzled, and whispered: "This mountain is really weird. Other mountains are starting to have white mist now, but this mountain has disappeared."

"This mountain is not only strange. After the white fog disappeared, we couldn't get in at all. It seemed that there was a transparent glass covering Gulin Mountain inside."

"Is this mountain the most awesome?" Some passers-by guessed that after other mountains were covered with white mist, they would eventually form a transparent wall like Gulin Mountain, preventing others from entering and leaving at will.

(End of this chapter)