Caught off guard, seven people on both sides suffered the impact head-on.

When I woke up from the shock of my soul and the qi and blood, I saw that there was a golden light in front of me, and I was shocked. I had just done halfway through various reactions, and I felt a chill on my forehead and a chaos in my mind.

They either reached into their bags, lifted up their light shields, lie on their backs, leaned over and wanted to rush, or were at a loss... all kinds of shapes were different.

However, the time for them to react is really insignificant, and even if they use all their strength, it will be futile.

In a blink of an eye, a sudden burst of red and white gold threads appeared.

The bodies, like fabrics on clotheslines, rose in the air under the connection of golden threads, swayed in the wind, removing the occasional convulsions, and no trace of life was seen.

Seven people, killed.

After dealing with them, Zhang Fan turned around and faced the three cultivators of the Imperial Spirit Sect directly in front of him.

These three people, regardless of their cultivation skills, were better than their companions who had just died at his hands, so that they could not stand stalemate with the Butian Net.

Even so, their situation is not optimistic.

I just released the spirit beast, but I didn't have time to do anything, it was like a flying insect encountering a spider web, and it was immediately stuck. Although the reaction immediately began to struggle desperately, I didn't expect the gold net to be very elastic. From the outside, it seemed to be rolling in waves. Although the action was scattered, it was never broken.

At the same time, they were also locked by the sudden appearance of spiritual energy while under the cover of the golden net. Although they could not hurt their lives in a short time, they could not break free. The situation was stalemate.

At this time, they finally understood why the three people who died before were so clumsy.

It was not a problem at first. As long as they could fight back before Zhang Fan made a move, it is still unknown who would win.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan's Dharma-Shaped Spirit Art was so great, but the situation suddenly deteriorated due to the aftermath.

As the soul shook, the spirit beast suddenly lost control of its body, and then its whole body was tightly wrapped, and it could no longer struggle.

At this time, the Butian Net seemed to have lost its support and collapsed. As it tightened, it was less than a foot of space inside, and it was shrinking rapidly.

If this continues, the spirit beast and the owner will become a lamb to be slaughtered and will have no strength to fight back.

Just as Zhang Fan was freed to deal with them at once, suddenly, there was a continuous burst of explosions, shaking the earth.

At the same time, several large bags suddenly popped up on the Internet, as if they were blowing, and the entire Butian Net instantly swelled dozens of times, turning into a huge ball without friends.

Under this change, Zhang Fan's magic trick that had just pinched halfway suddenly dissipated, and a muffled groan, and a bright red color appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, it's so decisive." Zhang Fan wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled instead of anger.

The three of them were decisive. At the moment when Butian.com contracted, they resolutely made the trapped spirit beasts explode themselves before they were injured.

At such a close distance, even if Butian.com is exploded, they will definitely be seriously injured, and it is not impossible for them to fall here.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but praise even when he was able to make such a decision in a blink of an eye.

Of course, it was just a praise. If Butian.com had not been re-refined, their wishful thinking would have really started. Unfortunately, after being mixed with silk, Butian.com is incredibly tough at this moment, and it can be said that it is at the highest peak of the top magic weapon.

They are destined to be disappointed.

As expected, under the impact of the self-destruction of the spirit beast, the Butian Net swelled to its limit. It looked thinner than the hair, as thin as a cicada's wing, and even showed a translucent state. However, even so, there was no sign of collapse or damage.

The three of them looked in the net with despair and disbelief, and the huge net that had removed all the momentum suddenly closed and wrapped them around.

"Ah!" After a few short screams, everything returned to peace.

After a long breath, Zhang Fan waved to take back the Butian Net. At the same time, his right hand shook lightly, and the seven corpses that were rushing over the golden silk flew out, tumbling and crossing about a hundred feet away, then he fell to the ground dullly like a broken sack.

Similarly, when Butian.com rose, he did not forget to spit out the three corpses inside it, along with the remaining fragments after the spirit beast self-destructed.

The consequences of these three bodies are better than those of the previous pioneers. They are not covered with blood and flesh, and the corpse is still intact, but blood marks are covered with blood, as if all the support has been shattered and a skin is left.

I don’t know if it was unintentional or intentional, but all ten corpses fell outside the fire circle, with their heads facing inward, forming a circle, looking lifeless and gloomy and terrifying.

After doing this, Zhang Fan did not pay attention to the other party's reaction, but reached out to touch the Qiankun bag. A long-necked jade bottle appeared on his palm and pointed the bottle mouth into his mouth. He poured a few drops, and then put it away again.

After a few actions, they didn't look like a evil star who had just slaughtered many people, but like a stingy slave.

At this time, Zhang Fan's heart was full of reluctance, which was no different from a real slave to keep the money.

What the bottle contained was the citron fruit liquid that he forced from Xiruo and Bai Yiyi. Although the previous attack ended in an instant, it seemed to be light and effortless. In fact, the spiritual power in his body was no different from the dry waterway, and the feeling of lack of being lost in the empty building continued to surge.

How can he use the powerful magic tricks and make continuous moves without any loss? What's more, he is only at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, and no matter how strong his combat power is, he cannot change the fact that his spiritual power is insufficient.

Otherwise, why would those guys who are still hiding behind the scenes send their subordinates to death? Wouldn't it be better to rush forward?

Of course, he was cautious and wanted to exhaust Zhang Fan's spiritual power so that he could get it right when he came forward without any effort.

However, the idea is good, but in the face of facts, it is instantly disillusioned.

A few drops of spiritual liquid entered the mouth, as if a sweet spring was pouring in. A large amount of spiritual power suddenly burst out, and with an unstoppable momentum, he traveled throughout Zhang Fan's body. Apart from the mental loss, his strength recovered as before in an instant.

The momentum accumulated by killing more than ten people in a row also reached its peak as the spiritual power filled again. I felt that the blood in my body condensed like lead and mercury, and it was like a torrent of water wrapped in mud and sand, with a heavy and exciting momentum.

Feeling the changes in his own spirit, Zhang Fan suddenly felt a sense of heroism. All plans were thrown behind him, leaving only the heroic spirit of being invincible and full of respect.

Taking a deep breath, facing the strong wind and rain, I stepped forward.
Chapter completed!