The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 831: Clean up the portal

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Whhhhhhhh!

The Yin Jue kept forming in her hand, Xie Wuyue's eyes were red, full of morbid excitement. He wants to defeat the man in front of him and justify his name. He is the most suitable person to be the Sect Master of the Magic Strategy. The old guy's original decision was wrong.

And Zhuo Fan just looked at him so quietly, letting him do, motionless, and there was no shadow of him in his eyes, completely blank.

Ignore, blatantly ignore!

In Zhuo Fan's eyes, Xie Wuyue at this time is no different from bed bugs at all.

This can't help making Xie Wuyue even more angry. With a loud shout and a bang, the hand art has already ended. In the next moment, when a loud roar sounded, as the gurgling wind smashed the gold and broken jade, the three dragons entangled with each other and rushed towards Zhuo Fan. Everything seemed torn apart.

"Quasi-level martial arts, three dragons cut the dragon!"

Boom!

The three-headed flood dragon slammed into Zhuo Fan, who looked stupid and motionless, and a three-color storm suddenly swept away, and immediately swept the entire Sect Master Hall into flight. Zhuo Fan's figure Was swallowed in this storm.

Furthermore, the storm was very fierce. The hall that was flying to the sky fell into the storm, but in the blink of an eye, it smashed into powder and disappeared.

It seems that everything involved in it will be crushed on the spot, without exception!

Looking at all of this, Xie Wuyue gasped and gasped, with a sickly smile on her face: "Hahaha...Zhuo Fan, fall into my quasi-level martial arts, even in the ordinary soul-melting state. Experts also have to spend some tricks, you don’t do anything to protect, just let you get involved, you are really arrogant, looking for death. How do people like you deserve to be the lord of a sect..."

Touch!

However, before his words fell, a muffled sound suddenly uttered, and the tri-color storm suddenly collapsed like a severed river, and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

In the place where the storm was originally, Zhuo Fan put down his hands indifferently, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"With your trick, it seems that you can't hurt me at all. Don't forget, I am the incorruptible body of King Kong. I am not a cat, puppy or loach thing, I can scratch it!"

Flap!

Lightly patted his clothes and bounced off some non-existent dust. Zhuo Fan had just been swept by the storm. Under his damaged clothes, his solid muscles were exposed, but there was no damage. A little golden phosphorescence flashed.

It can be seen that in the tri-color storm just now, Zhuo Fan's vitality protection body has not blocked, otherwise the clothes will not be torn. However, this just contends for another terrible fact of him, that is, he is really a King Kong incorruptible body, and with his physical body alone, he directly blocked the quasi-level martial arts released by a nine-fold master of transforming the void.

Such an unthinkable thing, let alone the Western State boundary, I am afraid that even the entire continent has not heard of it.

Damn monster!

The brows couldn't help shaking, Xie Wuyue's heart was unwilling, but she was a little helpless. He has just used his strongest martial arts, but still doesn't have any effect on Zhuo Fan, then it has proved that his martial arts have failed.

Then the next step is the battle of souls and souls!

Thinking about this, Xie Wuyue's pupils condensed, and her body shook, she suddenly released her own soul, a giant flying giant flooded with gray light all over her body.

"Tear the sky, dragon claws!"

Roar!

With a loud noise, the flood dragon rushed towards Zhuo Fan indefinitely, and the sharp minions pierced Zhuo Fan's chest fiercely.

"Hmph, Zhuo Fan, I know you are the Heavenly Dragon Soul, but after all, your Dragon Soul has only been condensed for less than five years, and my Jiao Soul is already..."

Touch!

Xie Wuyue's eyes were fierce, and she yelled at Zhuo Fan, but when he heard a loud noise, his flood dragon had not yet arrived in front of Zhuo Fan, and his body was shocked, and he was knocked out by something. .

Xie Wuyue also couldn't help but tremble slightly, his face flushed, and he spit out a mouthful of red blood. When he stood still and looked forward, he saw only a scarlet dragon claw in front of Zhuo Fan, exuding a frightening light.

A sneer flashed in his eyes, Zhuo Fan shook his head contemptuously, and said with a faint smile: "The power of the soul is not calculated by time. Strong is strong, weak is weak. My dragon soul deals with your Jiao. The soul does not have to be completely released. Xie Wuyue, in front of me, you will always be weak!"

"Zhuo Fan!"

Involuntarily hissing and screaming, Xie Wuyue's chest was constantly rising and falling with anger. She has completely lost her mind, stepped on her foot, suddenly changed to Zhuo Fan and rushed over, with a flash of light in her hand. There was already a spear glowing with blood, and from a glance, it turned out to be a rare and valuable tenth-level spirit soldier.

"Whether you are physically strong, you are definitely not as good as mine..."

Touch!

However, his words were still not finished. His long spear was immediately broken in front of him, and the red glow was like a sky full of stars, flying around.

I couldn't help but stunned, Xie Wuyue couldn't believe her eyes. This is a Tenth-Rank Spirit Soldier. Why did it break all of a sudden?

However, when he looked forward intently, he saw that Zhuo Fan was holding a dark and strange long sword in his hand.

Glancing at him faintly, Zhuo Fan’s eyes are still calm, but there is a deep contempt in the calm: "Don’t forget, I’m a refiner, the tenth-grade spirit soldier is in my eyes. What's up?"

The body couldn't help but shake, Xie Wuyue was completely stunned!

Defeat!

Whether it is the martial arts, the strength of the soul, or the equipment in his hand, he has completely lost to Zhuo Fan, and there is no chance of winning! He has always wanted to prove that he is worse than Zhuo Fan in everything, but after this round, he just proved that he is far inferior to Zhuo Fan in all aspects.

For a time, he was unacceptable, and his body trembled much more severely. But this time it was not because of fear, but because of deep dissatisfaction and unwillingness!

Why, why did he lose!

There was a flash of light in his hand, and Zhuo Fan withdrew the magic sword in his hand. The ancient well was still not waved in his eyes. It seemed that the high emperor would not take the beggar in front of him into his eyes.

"Zhuo Fan, I will never lose to you!"

Suddenly, a screaming cry sounded, Xie Wuyue suddenly bounced up again and rushed towards Zhuo Fan, a claw full of killing intent, already grabbing Zhuo Fan's forehead.

"Xie Wuyue..."

As if it were the voice coming from the Nine Netherworlds of Hell, Zhuo Fan murmured in a low voice: "I didn't do anything just now, it was to rectify the master's name. His eyes can't be wrong. Next, it's me. The portal is cleaned up!"

Huh!

The original indifferent eyes suddenly became hideous, and Zhuo Fan's full of anger finally broke out at this moment. That monstrous evil spirit suddenly radiated to the surroundings, and immediately shook all the surrounding ruins to shreds.

Xie Wuyue's fierce claw, has not caught Zhuo Fan's body, but has been forced by the evil spirit to suddenly stagnate, and she can't help but feel terrified.

But before he could make any response, with a crisp bang, Zhuo Fan’s fierce unicorn arm had already grabbed his head first, and then he blew in his panicked eyes. Smashed into the ground fiercely.

Suddenly the whole hall collapsed and collapsed completely.

But Zhuo Fan still didn't defuse his anger, his eyes were red, and he kept pressing Xie Wuyue's head, dragging all the way underground, but he was thousands of miles away in a moment.

"Xie Wuyue, in terms of merit, I earned the ten thousand holy spirit mine back to the sect; in terms of strength, you are now dragged and beaten by me like mud; in terms of the human heart, more than half of the whole sect has a heart For me. Your merits are not as good as me, your strength is not as good as me, and your cohesion is even more difficult to catch up with me. Why don’t you be dissatisfied with me and have to fight for the lordship of me, and for this...for this..."

Zhuo Fan ran all the way through the ground under Xie Wuyue’s head, gritted his teeth with hatred, his eyes were red, and even rarely burst into tears, and roared: "He also killed the master and killed the ancestor for this. If I don’t break your corpse into pieces today, I’m sorry Master’s Spirit in Heaven!"

Boom!

With a loud noise, Zhuo Fan finally grabbed Xie Wuyue from the ground, shook his arm fiercely, and threw it into the air.

At this moment, Xie Wuyue's entire head was bloody, his teeth fell out, and his face was totally unrecognizable. However, there are still a lot of colorful clouds covering his body, which temporarily saved his life.

Standing on the ground quietly, Zhuo Fan looked up and seemed to recognize Xia Guang, but it was the tenth-grade spirit armor he had given to Xie Wuyue.

"Sovereign, let's save you!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout, and Shi Jifeng had already brought all the elders from all over the family to worship Qiqi, and encircled Zhuo Fan.

Xie Wuyue in the sky met, and the weak he couldn't help showing a crazy smile, and shouted arrogantly: "Zhuo Fan, it's a pity, you can kill me with just one step. . And this step is caused by the spirit armor you gave me at the beginning. Hahaha... ridiculous, ridiculous, now that the stone enshrines them, facing the siege of so many Huaxu masters, you have no chance. Sure enough, God is still facing me. I will not die, but you will die. The entire Magic Strategy Sect is still mine, hahaha..."

"Idiot, how can the spirit armor I refined protect you, master killer!" A faint light flashed in his eyes, and Zhuo Fan's left pupil suddenly lit up with a black thunder flame.

At the same time, the spirit armor on Xie Wuyue's body also exploded with a bang, and the gurgling black thunder flame slammed on him, making him unable to stop the extreme pain, and exclaimed: "This... What is going on, this spirit armor..."

His complexion was indifferent, but the corners of Zhuo Fan's mouth were drawn across an evil arc.

He has never believed in Xie Wuyue, how can he not keep a hand on him? Before the two of them broke up, the spirit armor he presented to him had already done tricks. There is a spatial formation on the spirit armor, which is connected with his empty and bright pupil.

At a critical juncture, Zhuo Fan could use the spirit armor of Xie Wuyue's body to kill him by breaking the air.

But now with this World Extinguishing Lightning Flame, it is much more convenient.

Listening to Xie Wuyue’s screaming screams gradually disappeared, watching the figure burning in the black thunder flames, turning into nothingness, Zhuo Fan looked up at the sky and couldn’t help taking a deep breath. , Murmured in my heart.

Master, my disciple will clean up the door for you...