A small leader of the Eagle Claw Gate was stunned for a moment. After seeing Lu Fan clearly, he looked sarcastic in his face:

"You trash, how dare you come here?"

"It seems that you are unwilling to die at home and insist on letting us solve your life with your own hands."

He rubbed his fingers as rough as gauze and sneered coldly: "It just so happens that our brothers are bored at night. Come over by yourself and kneel on the ground and bark a few times..."

The other companions all laughed.

"Bang!"

Before they could finish their words, they saw the young man who had been following Lu Fan suddenly flashed and killed him from Lu Fan.

"Puff puff puff!"

The sound of tearing was accompanied by blood spray... The leader and several accomplices around him felt their neck tightening before they reacted.

The air in the throat flows backwards!

The next second, they fell to the ground with their necks covered.

Blood splattered out of the cracks of my fingers, and I couldn't cover it no matter how hard I covered it.

In a breath, six people were killed. Zhang Zihao's hands were bleeding, and he was still dull and speechless. He shook the blood stains on his hands, and rushed into the crowd like a beast.

All along, the Eagle Claw Gate has always acted as the beast anywhere, killing prey at will.

However, today, roles are swapped.

They became lambs, but each other became hunting beasts!

Lu Fan stepped on the body and strode into the building gate.

Nearly a hundred disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect blocked here with a look of alertness.

Lu Fan glanced at him and found that he was the peak of some warriors, and the strongest ones were only a few half-step masters mixed in the middle level, and there was no real elite in the Eagle Claw Sect.

Ten disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect appeared and stepped forward to block them.

"Puff puff puff!"

Zhang Zihao turned into a hungry wolf, and his body flashed upwards, easily tearing open their throats.

Blood and minced meat flew everywhere, and ten people fell to the ground and died instantly.

Leng Rushuang, who was under the steps, saw this scene and her heart was as if she was shattered.

These are her best junior brothers in the sect, but they all died here without any fighting back.

"Lu Fan, you are a thousand-sword man. I will curse you. You will never die well in this life and will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell!!!"

Zhang Zihao did not stop and slapped his backhand, and four more disciples from the Eagle Claw Sect fell to the ground.

It's like entering a state of no one!

Zhang Zihao fought bloody battles, but moved forward with a rainbow of momentum.

When he had just arrived in front of the building, dozens of Eagle Claw disciples flashed their eyes, and they shouted and came from all directions.

Like a ghost, raiding through the air.

"die!"

Zhang Zihao roared excitedly, his body surged, his body turned into a afterimage, and rushed towards the enemy in front.

"Puff puff puff puff puff!!"

Seven figures were torn apart in the air and scattered on the ground like withered leaves.

All dead and all corpses are gone.

The remaining people rushed up roaring and were also tortured and killed by Zhang Zihao without any mercy.

Unstoppable!

In front of the wolf king Zhang Zihao who is invincible at the same level and can even challenge beyond the level, no matter how many enemies in the warrior realm rush up, they will only die, and there will be no change in the result.

Leng Rushuang and his parents were lost. So many disciples of his fellow disciples died here. The Eagle Claw Sect will inevitably lose its vigor and its strength will be seriously damaged after tonight.

Lu Fan still walked into the group building slowly while walking on the corpse of the disciple of the Eagle Claw Sect.

He needed this method to shock the courage of all the people present, making them afraid of themselves and dare not have the slightest idea of ​​resisting.

Because Liu Qingqing must not be locked up here, he needs to find out about Liu Qingqing's whereabouts and then seize the time to save people.

As soon as the person walked into the hall, an old man in a black robe flashed out.

He stood in front of the remaining disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect and scolded coldly: "Dare to kill my disciples and die for me!"

The old man in black robe was extremely sharp, and his hands turned into claws and directly attacked Zhang Zihao!

The afterimage flashed, woven into a large, airtight net that fell down overwhelmingly.

"Click!"

But as soon as he rushed up, before the man approached Zhang Zihao, he saw a white palm protruding out of the darkness like a freehand painting.

Gently grab it.

Then, the old man in black robe changed drastically, and his body trembled violently. He turned his head in shock and saw a cold face looking at him calmly.

There was another hand on his wrist.

This hand crushed his right hand to become famous and still had life.

"Click!"

A burst of terrifying bone bursts sounded in the group hall.

The old man in black robe looked down at his two hands that had already hung down without any sense, screaming in pain.

"Bang!"

A afterimage flashed across the chest of the old man in black robe, followed by a series of bone explosions. He widened his eyes, shook his body a few times, and then fell to the ground and died, with a little confused and confused in his eyes.
Chapter completed!