Situ Ya was running for her life, and she didn't want to look at it for a while, but she happened to see Zhang Fan's roaring figure like a flame demon god.

She was stunned for a moment, then frightened, her whole expression was like a mouse seeing a cat, let out a terrible scream, and then hurriedly dodged, like a meteor falling to the ground, falling suddenly.

Falling to the ground, his feet were unstable, as if he had stepped on something, Situ Ya fell to the ground with an "ah", and looked up to see a palm that was infinitely enlarged in front of his eyes...... A dignified foundation-building monk can even fall to the ground, which shows how much shock and pressure Zhang Fan brought her, and how much fear she felt in her heart before she could do this.

Zhang Fan's murderous intent was as hot as fire at this time, and his whole body broke through the air, full of fierce and unstoppable state, Situ Ya just fell to the ground, he had already appeared with the sound of air explosion, and he didn't stop for a moment, the raging flames covered his palm, and he covered it with a bang.

The strong wind blew up Situ Ya's hair, distorting her frightened face, and when she saw that a big head was about to burst like a watermelon, she was shocked.

A purple lightning-like brilliance suddenly appeared, so fast that it could not be caught by the naked eye, blocking between the palm of the hand and the skull at the last moment.

"Knock~~"

A loud sound, like the ringing of the morning bell in the ancient temple in the deep mountains, spread far away.

As the sound wave oscillated, countless arc thunderbolts distorted and radiated, hitting Zhang Fan's talisman flame, creating layers of waves.

The flames on Zhang Fan's body were raging, naturally it was not something that such a small arc could hurt, and in his heart, he was even more angry, faintly better than the flames around him.

"There are still people who dare to meddle!"

"It looks like people haven't killed enough!"

Since he appeared, he has killed nearly 20 people in a row, and his momentum has continued to climb and accumulate, and with the blazing murderous intent as fuel, he has gradually reached the sky.

At this time, the only person who appeared in front of him was to dare to stretch out his hand to stop it, no matter who it was, he would definitely kill him!

He didn't even know who the other party was, Zhang Fan's murderous intent rose again, he snorted coldly, pressed down with his palm, and the sound of cracking hit the purple light, and in an instant, the fire splashed, purple and red intersected, and a muffled snort came from not far away.

Suddenly, I saw a petite woman in her twenties, sitting cross-legged dozens of feet, with white jade hands stacked on top of each other, holding a small bronze bell with purple electric flashes.

While snorting, her delicate body trembled slightly, as if the candle flame might be extinguished at any time in the wind, the fine teeth were imprinted on her lips, and a little blood dripped out, but the bronze bell in her hand did not move at all, and even the brilliance was even more blazing.

Pressed by this, the purple light under Zhang Fan's palm trembled, and suddenly got out of the streamer state, revealing a clear outline, which was an ordinary-sized copper gold bell, covered with purple lightning and thunder patterns, looming between the mysteries and self-seeing, through the translucent bell body, it could be seen that Situ Ya, who was full of horror and despair, was shrouded in it.

Feeling the faint resistance coming from under the palm, Zhang Fan's face suddenly sank like water.

With his understanding of the way of refining, it was clear as soon as he came into contact that this purple bronze golden bell was naturally condensed by spiritual power, and the real body was the bronze bell in the hands of the woman in purple, which was a spiritual weapon similar to the soul falling bell he once had, and it seemed that the rank was not low, at least a middle-level spiritual weapon, or even a high-level spiritual weapon.

Similar to the Falling Soul Bell, this bronze bell-shaped spirit weapon is both offensive and defensive, and the attack method of this copper golden bell is thought to be the thunder power that was stimulated with the spread of sound waves before.

It is precisely because of both offense and defense that the strength in defense is bound not to be too great, and if Zhang Fan is given enough time, it will naturally not be difficult to break through, and even if it in turn hurts the female body of the imperial envoy's spiritual weapon, it may not be impossible.

But he didn't have that time!

In an instant, several purple streamers flickered, revealing four or five female disciples of the Shenxiao Sect dressed in purple and carrying long swords.

is the first person, who is as tall as a man, and her outfit also tends to be a male surname, more neat and less graceful, even her words and deeds, and the same.

As soon as he landed, without saying a word, the long sword was already unsheathed, pointed at Zhang Fan from afar, and said softly:

"Take the sword as the guide, the Nine Heavens Thunder!"

It seems that the person who leads the magnificent song and dance, the voice of the woman at the head has not fallen, and the rest of the people are singing at the same time, and the sound is like layers of waves constantly stacked high, and after arriving later, it is gradually impossible to distinguish, only to feel that there is a roar, faintly in harmony with the thunder in the sky.

"Divine Night Decree, Purple Electric Prison!"

"Whew!"

The long sword pointed at Zhang Fan in unison, and at the same time, the purple light on the green onion white fingers was rich and almost condensed, just like a sharp sword, and pointed at him with a brush.

The clouds that accumulated like ink for a moment, and the purple light flickered, like an order, did not even hesitate for a moment, and dozens of thunder pillars as small as the thickness of the wrist and as large as a bucket thundered down from the sky.

The thunder pillar passed through, bringing up countless purple electric arcs, shooting everywhere in a zigzag manner, but the thunder pillar itself, it seemed to be led by those few swords, the position of a few fingers, straight down, from beginning to end, faintly shrouded around Zhang Fan, as if no matter how he avoided, he would definitely encounter several thunder pillars, if it did not move, it would be even worse, and a cage with infinite destructive power would be covered.

The sky was full of purple brilliance, and Zhang Fan, who was in the center of all the offensives, had a layer of purple on his face, which made his face deeper and deeper, like an immeasurable sea, seemingly calm, but the monstrous waves were faintly brewing.

Since the appearance of these female monks of the Shenxiao Sect, one person has been responsible for rescuing, and the rest of them have made an instant move, in an orderly manner, obviously they have a plan, and looking at their spells, they are not sent to repel them, as if they are determined to leave Zhang Fan behind.

"Good, good!"

"If you want to kill me, you have to see if you don't have the ability. ”

"I'm going to kill you!"

Zhang Fan laughed wildly, but there was no smile in his eyes, but there was a decisive color and a dazzling cold glow, and at the same time, the left hand that had been holding on to the copper golden bell suddenly let go, turned around, and flipped over, as if holding something in his hand.

This kind of movement is extremely fast, the amplitude is extremely small, under the cover of the purple light in the sky, the women on the opposite side did not notice, but they did not escape Situ Ya's eyes.

Under the purple bronze golden bell, Situ Ya was ecstatic at first when she saw this, thinking that the rescue attack of the sisters had finally made this evil star retreat, and she didn't want to let go of her heart just now, and suddenly tightened and lifted it, as if a big hand was suddenly pinched on the tip of her heart, and her heart was so nervous that she almost wanted to suffocate.

She looked up from the bottom and clearly saw that with Zhang Fan's movements, a fiery red ball fell into her palm and suddenly pinched her grip.

Immediately, without waiting for her to guess the effect of the ball, but as soon as an ominous premonition rose, she saw a sudden light in the palm of the clenched fist, as if a small sun was hiding in it, and the most violent flames were erupting, as if it was about to break through the darkness and leap out of the sea.

The dazzling light filled Situ Ya's eyes, which could not close his eyes, with tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to relax, staring tightly, seeing the surging flame tide, gushing out in an instant, using his palm as a bridge, covering Zhang Fan's entire body in an instant.

In an instant, the fire in the sky broke through everything, the flames were like a pillar of fire in the sky, suddenly soaring dozens of feet, the sound of explosion resounded, almost any excess, instantly dyed a piece of the sky, red clouds were dyed, and the thunder purple light competed.

With Zhang Fan's body as the center, it was like a giant pillar of optimus burning all over the flames, the flames burst violently, and suddenly burned a vacuum bridge in the air, and the surrounding air, electric light, and thunder did not even delay for a moment, and it was irrepressibly twisted and filled in in an instant.

This is the great power of nature, and it is the magic spell that is known as the thunder, how can it be changed?

The Nine Heavens Imperial Thunder, the Purple Lightning Cage, turned into countless tiny electric lights so lightly, colliding with each other in the pillar of vacuum, and annihilated in an instant.

"How is that possible?"

A look of horror appeared at the same time, and at the same time, the faces of several female monks who were full of confidence and expected to see Zhang Fan struggling in the purple electricity and then being electrocuted into charcoal, the tall and toned leading woman even covered her mouth with her hands and exclaimed, her eyes full of disbelief.

A pillar of flames that rushed to the sky didn't seem to be able to consume the flames on Zhang Fan's body in the slightest, the exclamation fell, and the sound of the flames exploded again, and the red light was dazzling, and it gradually gave birth to a sense of incandescent that could not be looked at.

- Triple Heaven, the first flame, the pinnacle of all fires!

What was held in Zhang Fan's hand before was the treasure of "Triple Heaven".

The seven layers of the first flame were exhausted as early as the moment they broke through to the middle stage of foundation building, but the remaining three layers were the best choice to deal with the current situation.

In fact, with Zhang Fan's current ability to bear, even the second flame is not completely untouchable, if so, the power that erupts in an instant is enough to bombard the other party to slag, but these women in front of him are not worthy of him wasting this treasure!

The hand holding this triple heaven suddenly tightened, and at the peak of the fire, all the remnants of the first flame were no longer reserved, and all of them poured into the body, and in an instant, a terrifying heat wave surged out, swept out, and within a radius of a hundred zhang, all the red and red.

In this red light, everyone's hearts suddenly gave birth to a feeling of unbreathability, as if the breath was not inhaled by air, but in the flames kept burning, the extremely hot red sand, and the whole lungs were in severe pain, as if burning.

Without being immersed in comprehension, Zhang Fan at this time only felt that the power of the extremely violent fire source was surging in his body, and the whole person was unprecedentedly powerful, and his body was like a huge volcano about to erupt, filling his heart, only a strong cathartic thought.

That's exactly what he wants!

With a flip of his palm, the triple heaven disappeared, and at the same time, he didn't see how he acted, so he simply flipped it over, and it was covered with a bang.

"Bang!"

Like dew and electricity, like a dream bubble, the lightning flashed violently, and the entire copper golden bell flickered like foam almost without resistance, and suddenly dissipated.

(To be continued)