Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 915 I admit my mistake

Zheng Fan's face was indifferent, watching the dirty old man and the stone man attacking him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Do you really think you can kill me?"

bang.

The huge fist of the stone man had already smashed into Zheng Fan's chest, and a huge roar erupted. The huge body flew upside down, fell heavily to the ground, and smashed a huge hole in the ground.

The foul smell emanating from the dirty old man, when it was about to approach Zheng Fan, turned into countless ferocious evil spirits, attacking Zheng Yuan's soul.

The evil spirit transformed from a foul smell made a tearing sound when it attacked Zheng Fan's soul, and turned into a cloud of black gas, which disappeared without a trace.

The dirty old man saw the stone man known for his strength and punched Zheng Fan. He didn't cause any damage to Zheng Fan, but flew out by himself.

As for his own soul attack, it couldn't do any harm to Zheng Fan.

Is this kid a monster?

It was the first time for the dirty old man Wang Chengfeng to encounter such a pervert.

He has lived in the world of cultivating immortals for hundreds of years, and he has seen many monsters, and there are also many amazing talents in the monster clan.

But it was the first time I met him, at such an age, he had such a terrifying method.

If it is not eliminated, it will definitely be a disaster for the monster clan in the future.

"Stone monster, why are you still standing there? Give me the strongest means and kill him at all costs." Wang Chengfeng looked solemn, his eyes flickering with murderous intent.

Hearing Wang Chengfeng's words, the stone man crawled out of the hole, and let out a loud roar, which shook the fallen leaves of the surrounding forests to rustle.

Wang Chengfeng looked at the stone man covered in tiny cracks, "Even if he dies, he must be killed."

The stone man understood what Wang Chengfeng meant, and his body full of cracks continuously burst into jet-black luster.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the stone man became black, and some black evil spirits could be seen from time to time, adhering to the body of the stone man.

He used the strongest method he had used with his life to kill Zheng Fan alive here.

Wang Chengfeng was not idle either, and took out a bone flute made of leg bones from the treasure storage.

He picked up the bone flute and played it softly.

Immediately, a pleasant flute sound appeared in everyone's ears from the bone flute.

Immediately afterwards, one after another, as if bathed in fresh blood, with red eyes and extremely hostile spirits, the dead souls of monster beasts continuously floated out of the bone flute.

At the moment when the ghost of the monster appeared, the sound of the bone flute changed suddenly, and became full of fighting spirit.

When Wang Chengfeng played the bone flute, the blood in his body kept rushing towards the bone flute.

His appearance is rapidly aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Chengfeng is using his own life to use the bone flute, and he is bound to kill Zheng Fan.

Zheng Fan looked at the methods used by the stone man and Wang Chengfeng, and said hehe: "In the face of absolute strength, even the methods used by life are meaningless."

"Arrogance!" The stone man, whose whole body had turned black, punched Zheng Fan hard at the back of the head with both fists.

He believed that with his current strength, he could definitely beat Zheng Fan's head into a rotten watermelon.

At the same time, Wang Chengfeng used the bone flute to summon the monster undead with his own lifespan, and at the same time, he grinned and bit Zheng Fan fiercely.

Zheng Fan looked calm and stood where he was, letting the stone men and undead monsters charge towards him.

When the stone man's fist hit the back of Zheng Fan's head, the black evil spirit on his body rushed to the back of Zheng Fan's head at the same time.

These black evil spirits increased the punching power of the stone man several times faster.

Boom boom boom.

A huge roar sounded.

Because the power of the stone man is too strong, there is even a void distortion at the back of Zheng Fan's head.

At this moment, the ground where Zheng Fan was standing collapsed for several meters.

The fist that the stone man hit Zheng Fan was full of cracks, and black broken stones continued to fall towards the ground.

"Haven't you eaten?" Zheng Fan said calmly after being punched by the stone man.

"You!" Hearing Zheng Fan's words, the stone man was furious and wanted to punch Zheng Fan again.

However, the punch he just unleashed had exhausted all his strength.

Let alone throwing a punch, it is very difficult to say a few more words.

There are more and more cracks on the stone man, and it will fall apart at any time.

Looking at Wang Chengfeng, whose face was getting older, with few pieces of flesh left on his body, like a skeleton, he said with the last of his strength: "Elder, I've tried my best, and I'll rely on you next."

After the voice fell, the body of the stone man scattered on the ground with a bang, turning into an ordinary stone.

Wang Chengfeng did not respond to the stone man's words, and continued to play the bone flute with his own life.

It is absolutely impossible for him to let Zheng Fan go. This kind of evildoer cannot survive.

The undead monster with red eyes opened its bloody mouth and bit Zheng Fan fiercely.

Zheng Fan let hundreds of undead monsters bite his body, and said, "How many more can you summon?"

puff.

Wang Chengfeng spit out a mouthful of old blood.

He slumped on the ground limply, and looked at Zheng Fan dying, "You don't need a few heads, these are enough to kill you."

After Wang Chengfeng's words fell, the bone flute in his hand, with the last of his strength, threw it viciously towards Zheng Fan.

The bone flute was like an arrow leaving the string, with bursts of sound piercing through the air, and pierced fiercely towards Zheng Fan's face.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Zheng Fan's mouth, "Before you die, I want to tell you one thing, I will definitely destroy the Wan Yao League."

Wang Chengfeng chuckled and didn't answer Zheng Fan's words.

Even if he couldn't kill Zheng Fan today, he didn't believe that Zheng Fan could destroy the Wan Yao League.

Click, click.

When the bone flute fell on Zheng Fan's face, it didn't pierce Zheng Fan's face, but shattered inch by inch.

Seeing that Wang Chengfeng had no other means, Zheng Fan burst out with terrifying mental coercion.

I don't know how many undead monsters were blown away at the moment Zheng Fan's mental coercion erupted, turning into ashes and disappearing.

"You!" Wang Chengfeng stared at this scene with wide eyes, "How did your body do it? Why is it so strong?"

"Go and ask the King of Hades." While speaking, Zheng Fan poked his right hand into the void.

An invisible force immediately grabbed Wang Chengfeng's head.

puff.

Wang Chengfeng's head burst open immediately, turning into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only the headless corpse lying quietly on the ground.

Until his death, Wang Chengfeng didn't know that Zheng Fan was a strong man in the realm of fusion.

At this time, Yan Guiyan and Xie Feifei were still engaged in a bloody battle.

Yan Guiyan was covered in blood, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, "Xie Feifei, I underestimated you in the past."

After she finished speaking, she paused and said: "I admit my mistake, spare my life, I will go back and admit my mistake to the master."

Listening to Yan Guiyan's words, Xie Feifei hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, Yan Guiyan stabbed Xie Feifei's throat with the index finger of her right hand like a sharp sword.

puff.

A mouthful of blood spewed out.

Yan Guiyan's index finger almost pierced Xie Feifei, but her body couldn't move at this moment, and her internal organs exploded into mud.

(End of this chapter)