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Boom!

In the distance, there is war and thunder.

It was clear that war was breaking out everywhere.

Everyone wants to survive until the end, so they must kill everyone else.

The people who were scattered were all showing their fangs, murderous intent was everywhere, and they all displayed their unique skills.

…

On this side, Zhuo Bufan faced the two masters calmly and calmly.

"Boy, I don't kill unknown people."

"You tortured and killed the ghost-faced enchantress in the sky battlefield, which made me furious. Did you know that the ghost-faced enchantress is my Xuanwu double drinking buddy?"

As soon as the green-robed old man finished speaking, he used strange energy in his hand, and a precious gourd appeared out of thin air.

When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he looked calm and pursed his lips slightly.

"The demon's drinking buddy? It seems you are not a kind person either."

"It's time for you to drink in your hatred!"

As soon as Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, Lingxi pointed out a burst of lightning in the air.

The five-color divine light gave birth to a magical power that opened the sky.

"Xu Wen, help me."

Xuanwu Shuang, a drunkard in green robes, asked for help from Xu Wen, who was standing beside him.

The tall hat Xu Wen wears is also a magical weapon, capable of collecting mountains and rivers and possessing endless divine power.

"Xuanwu Shuang, after I help you, you will owe me a favor."

"Xu Wen, are you still talking nonsense now? If I kill him, I will fight you for another 300 rounds, so what?"

Xuan Wushuang and Xu Wen were obviously in cahoots and preparing to join forces to deal with Zhuo Bufan.

Of course, Zhuo Bufan was not afraid at all.

"Come up together, let me kill him quickly!"

As soon as Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he focused his attention with two fingers, and on the bowstring of the sky bow, two deadly arrows quickly condensed.

"Be careful with his bow!" Xuanwu Shuang reminded.

"Look at me."

As soon as Xu Wen finished speaking, he took off the high hat on his head and performed the Devouring Technique.

Phew!

Zhuo Bufan quickly shot two killing arrows, a rocket and a wooden arrow.

In the end, he was swallowed up by Xu Wen's tall hat.

"Good opportunity, baby gourd, chew him!"

When Xuanwu saw that Zhuo Feifan's divine arrow was swallowed up, he saw the right moment and charged forward.

The precious gourd in his hand came out.

From the mouth of the gourd, a cloud of black mist flew out.

In the black mist, a three-headed dog was born.

The three big dogs, with their teeth grinning, bit towards Zhuo Bufan.

"The beast is looking for death!"

Zhuo Bufan saw the three big dogs and raised the divine fist.

The fist is wrapped with divine power.

boom!

A punch was thrown out, and it was full of golden light, with all its sharp edges, and it hit the chest of the three big dogs heavily.

On the spot, he smashed the beast into the gourd.

"Ah? My three-headed ghost mastiff, come out, come out and eat him!"

After the drunkard Xuanwu Shuang saw the three-headed ghost mastiff being blasted into the gourd by Zhuo Bufan, he became afraid and did not dare to come out again. He was obviously a little anxious.

"Haha, a three-headed ghost mastiff? I think it's more like a three-headed puppy."

"I'm sorry, you two. I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me..."

"Die!"

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, his whole body was burned with divine fire again. The arms were burning with fire, and divine power filled the air.

Pulling the bow string again, this arrow was wrapped in the invincible brilliance of divine power.

call out!

The moment he let go of his hand, the divine arrow shot through the air, destroying the dead and the dead, blasting the stars in the dark night, and tearing apart the dark sky.

Puff!

One arrow, two eagles.

Xuanwu Shuang and Xu Wen died tragically on the spot at the same time.

Of ten people, two died in an instant.

…

Next, Zhuo Bufan did not encounter any trouble again.

However, there was fighting all around.

Apparently, more and more people are dying. Everyone seems to have a tacit understanding that after the battle is over, they will return to the square where they first gathered.

Zhuo Bufan was the first to return to the square.

After a while, the second person appeared.

He held a bloody knife full of blood in his hand and looked at Zhuo Bufan with a sinister look on his face.

After a while, the third person appeared.

He came riding on the wind, looking extremely relaxed.

Finally, the fourth person also came to the central square, holding a silver book in his hand, and looked at the other three survivors with fascinated eyes.

"Haha, it looks like there are only four of us left!"

The man holding the silver book flipped his silver hair and looked at Zhuo Bufan and the others.

The man in black clothes with the wind at his feet stood with his hands behind his back and said.

"Silver book and iron scroll, wonderful hand painting. He Danqing from Yaoshen City, it's really surprising that you can survive."

The Windwalker man obviously knew the man holding the silver book.

"The Taibao of God, his home in the wind. Yu Qingfeng of Fengshen City. See you well."

"Haha, as for this person, he holds a bloody knife and kills in the name of killing. He is obviously the sword god of the sword god city, Xue Wugou, right?"

The blood of the god of swords is pure, the god of wind controls the breeze, and the god of medicine is He Danqing.

These three people are all ninth-level slaves of hell and have established themselves as gods.

Each of them is the overlord of one side, and they are god-like figures in their respective territories.

However, they are not gods after all. They need the power of God the Father to make them gods.

Therefore, the three of them, no matter what, want to live to the end and become the temple gods.

These three people are all famous.

Only outstanding people are unknown.

Then, the three of them looked at Zhuo Bufan, the demon body He Danqing smiled slightly and asked.

"May I ask, what is your name for this dear friend?"

The three of them all looked at Zhuo Bufan intently.

Zhuo Bufan saw this and responded without saying anything.

"They are all dead, there is no need to know my name."

"You all, come together!"

At this point, Zhuo Bufan no longer needs to hide.

He was completely pretending. He was confident that he could kill the three guys who called themselves gods in front of him.

"Haha, arrogant, you are very confident?"

He Danqing obviously couldn't stand Zhuo Bufan's pretending.

Because, usually at this time, he was pretending.

"Yes, I am arrogant, don't you want to know who I am?"

"I am the leader of the Kuang Sect, Zhuo Bufan!"

As soon as Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, the monstrous divine power swept in all directions.

This time, Zhuo Bufan was serious.

Beside him, one familiar artifact after another appeared.

Lei Hong's electric whip, Zhang Gong's iron crutch, Li Mang's hump, Yao Ji's ghost face, Xu Wen's high crown, and the drunkard's gourd!

All these people's artifacts were collected by Zhuo Bufan.

Together with the Kaitian bow in Zhuo Bufan's hand, Zhuo Bufan now has seven artifacts in his hand.

Zhuo Bufan can use his divine power to control seven artifacts at the same time.

Each artifact can be integrated into his divine power.

After Lei Hong's electric whip was integrated with divine power, sparks flew everywhere and it turned into an electric dragon.

After Zhang Gong's iron crutch was integrated with divine power, it became indestructible.

After Li Mang's hump was integrated with divine power, it became mighty and could calm the gods.

There is also Gui Ji's ghost face, which has a myriad of changes. Xu Wen's high crown, endless swallowing. The drunkard's gourd, the evil dog turned into a divine dog.

Divine power can be integrated into any kind of energy and strengthened.

After being strengthened by Zhuo Bufan's divine power, the artifacts exerted their true power.

This time -

Boom boom boom boom boom boom...

The earth was shocked, and there were pagodas everywhere.

Zhuo Bufan walked out of the war, and the three people behind him were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

In this desperate battle, he became the last survivor.