Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 947 You all have to die today!
Zhuge Yuanjia originally preferred to pretend to be gentle and show off.

Zheng Fan and Xie Feifei ignored Zheng Fan and Xie Feifei.

Now I know that Zheng Fan is not from the ancient clan, but just a member of Tianxuan Palace who has been wiped out.

Zhuge Yuanjia didn't have the slightest scruples, the white paper fan in his hand, like a sharp blade, shone coldly, and ruthlessly rushed towards Zheng Fan.

The moment Zhuge Yuanjia made a move, a dozen or so uncles from the Zhuge family behind him all unleashed their powerful supernatural powers and bombarded Zheng Fan.

The members of Zhuge's family were not fools either, they took the lead in attacking Zheng Fan, not only would they be able to kill Zheng Fan, but they would also be able to obtain that secret treasure.

Zheng Fan watched Zhuge Yuanjia waving the white paper fan with a cold glow, and fiercely killing him.A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Are the Zhuge family planning to let me kill them all?"

"How dare you be presumptuous when you are about to die." Zhuge Yuanjia snorted coldly, "Now that I know you are not from the ancient clan, how could I allow you to be arrogant in front of me?"

After the words fell, the white paper fan in Zhuge Yuanjia's hand was only ten centimeters away from Zheng Yuan.

At his speed, a distance of ten centimeters can be reached almost in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Fan looked at Zhuge Yuanjia's white paper fan and slashed fiercely towards his neck.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "This paper fan is pretty good."

While speaking, the white paper fan like a sharp sword struck Zheng Fan's neck.

Clang clang.

There was a sound of metal clashing.

Zhuge Yuanjia, who was holding a white paper fan in his right hand, had his palm bloody from the shock.

The paper fan in his hand escaped from his control and flew towards the void.

When Zhuge Yuanjia wanted to stretch out his hand to control the paper fan to fly back to his palm, he saw that his magic weapon was controlled by a powerful force and drew a perfect arc.

He resisted all the strong moves of more than a dozen uncles of the Zhuge family.

"This...!" Zhuge Yuanjia looked at the scene in front of him, his brows were on the verge of knitting together, and the anger in his eyes could not be concealed, "Uncles, this son must not be kept."

The uncles of the Zhuge family knew and knew that the strength Zheng Fan showed was too weird and terrifying.

Now that Zhuge's family has become enmity with him, if he stays, it will be a disaster for Zhuge's family in the future.

A dozen or so Zhuge family uncles, like a group of ferocious monsters, rushed towards Zheng Fan again.

Zheng Fan looked at the white-haired old man from the Zhuge family, and said indifferently, "Hurry up to die? I've done what you want."

As soon as the words fell, the white paper fan burst into dazzling light, and attacked the dozen or so strong uncles of Zhuge's family.

"Tips for carving insects."

"Do you think our bodies are afraid of such small tricks?"

"Before you wake up, I will kill you here today."

Many elders of the Zhuge family didn't pay attention to the white paper fan that Zheng Fan took away from Zhuge Yuanjia.

They knew the power of the white paper fan, and it was impossible to cause much harm to them.

What's more, no matter how strong Zheng Fan is, he is only one person.

When many elders of the Zhuge family's uncles were displaying various supernatural powers and preparing to kill Zheng Fan here.

The white paper fan draws a strange solitude, and draws towards the head of the old man of Zhuge's family.

The speed is so fast that you can't even see the phantom.

Puff puff puff.

The elders of the Zhuge family stared wide-eyed at their bodies, which turned into headless corpses.

Until they died, they couldn't believe that the white paper fan in Zheng Fan's hands could exert such a powerful strength.

Bang bang bang.

An explosion that was louder than a single sound resounded through the void.

The heads of the Zhuge family's uncles exploded into a cloud of blood.

Zhuge Yuanjia looked at the scene in front of him with a stiff smile on his face.

At first, he thought that the Zhuge family could not only kill Zheng Fan, but also obtain secret treasures.

Who would have thought that Zheng Fan would easily kill so many old monsters in the Fusion Realm.

Unknowingly, Zhuge Yuanjia was scared to death by Zheng Fan.

It wasn't until Zheng Fan looked at him coldly that Zhuge Yuanjia came back to his senses, and said nervously: "Boy, I advise you not to mess around, I am a direct descendant of the Zhuge family, so many people here can testify to me , you kill me, the Zhuge family will not let you go."

Even though he said so, his body kept retreating, and a strong sense of fear could not dissipate in his heart for a long time.

Zheng Fan listened to Zhuge Yuanjia's words with a calm expression, looked around and said, "Can they testify for you?"

Zhuge Yuanjia nodded repeatedly and said: "As long as you let me go, I will tell them when I return to Zhuge's house that the elders died fighting for the secret treasure. As for how they died, I don't know."

After listening to Zhuge Yuanjia's words, the strong men in the world of cultivating immortals with nearly a thousand people around them felt that Zhuge Yuanjia was nothing.

To his own survival, even the deaths of his uncles could be fabricated.

But thinking of Zhuge's family's magnanimity, Zhuge Yuanjia was deceiving Zheng Fan in seven or eight out of ten cases.

Once Zhuge Yuanjia is allowed to return to the Zhuge family, the Zhuge family will send a large number of strong men.

No matter how strong Zheng Fan is, it is impossible for him to resist the entire Zhuge family alone.

Zheng Fan listened to Zhuge Yuanjia's words, hehe said: "What is the Zhuge family, why should I be afraid?"

While speaking, he raised his right hand and gently probed into the void.

Zhuge Yuanjia and Zheng Fan were separated by hundreds of meters. When Zheng Fan stretched out his hand to explore the void, he felt his neck being strangled by a powerful force.

His face was livid, his limbs were constantly struggling, and his voice was hoarse: "Let me go, let me go."

"Okay." Zheng Fan flicked his right hand lightly in the void.

A bang sounded.

Zhuge Yuanjia's body exploded like a firecracker, and bloody red water fell into the pitch-black soil pocket like raindrops.

Thousands of powerhouses from the world of cultivating immortals watched as Zheng Fan single-handedly wiped out all the powerhouses sent by the Zhuge family.

They looked dignified, clenched the magic weapon in their hands, and looked at the strong men from other camps.

These people are not idiots, they know that Zheng Fan's methods are good, and if he goes up one camp after another, he will surely die.

Now if you want to obtain the secret treasure, you must join forces to kill Zheng Fan.

As long as Zheng Fan is dead, the secret treasure and peerless beauty will be distributed.

Zheng Fan looked at this group of people's eyes, and said to Xie Feifei and Zheng Jiayi behind him: "You protect yourselves."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Zheng Jiayi and Xie Feifei to say anything, he said in a cold tone: "Today you don't want to live alone."

As these words fell, the colorful long sword in Zheng Fan's hand emerged.

Holding the colorful long sword with colorful rays of light, he looked at nearly a thousand strong men indifferently, without saying a word.

Take the lead in rushing towards them.

(End of this chapter)