Chapter Forty-Nine: Suppressing Elite Disciples

Of course, Zhuge Wu didn't really want to let Xiao Fan go, he just wanted to humiliate him. Zixia Peak has always been strong, and its disciples are also self-assured of the main lineage inheritance, with their eyes above the top and a sense of superiority in their hearts. However, since Xiao Fan joined Wuwei Peak, the people who moved Zixia Peak twice made the disciples of Zixia Peak feel a big loss. Even if it wasn't because of Aoi, they hated Xiao Fan to the core.

"Really?" Xiao Fan smiled, cracking his mouth to reveal a mouthful of white and neat teeth, and his smile was very bright. He learned from Zhuge Wu to open one leg, pointed to his crotch, and said, "If you crawl under my crotch and call Grandpa Xiao three times, Grandpa will leave you with a whole corpse, I don't know what do you think?"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Zhuge Wu, an elite disciple of Zixia Peak, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and then suddenly looked at Xiao Fan, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, as if it could be inserted into Xiao Fan's chest.

"You're a kind!"

Zhuge Wu laughed angrily, but his voice and eyes were cold and cruel, looking at Xiao Fan as if he was looking at a corpse.

After being in the sect for so many years, there has never been a person in the martial arts realm who has been so strong in front of him, let alone a disciple of Wuwei Peak. At this time, the remaining three inner disciples were all exposed, and they moved their feet to surround Xiao Fan in the center.

"Leave his dog alive first, tear his mouth apart, and see if he really has sharp teeth. ”

Zhuge Wu said that he did not plan to do it himself. In his opinion, although Xiao Fan killed one inner disciple on Nanfeng Ping, he was definitely not the opponent of three inner disciples.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Zhuge , don't worry. We will make him worse than dead, and beg for mercy on his knees. ”

The three inner disciples sneered, rolled up their sleeves, and rushed towards Xiao Fan with fierce eyes.

The three of them attacked from three directions, two of them used their swords, and one reached out and grabbed Xiao Fan's shoulder.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the air trembled, Xiao Fan's body flickered like electricity, and the sky was full of palm shadows. This speed shocked the three inner disciples, and even Zhuge Wu was shocked.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With three muffled sounds, the three inner disciples flew upside down at the same time, slamming into the surrounding trees, and blood spurted out wildly.

At the same time, Xiao Fan came like a swift wind, and instantly attacked Zhuge Wu's eyes. Zhuge Wu's pupils shrank sharply, his arm shook, and the long sword came out of its sheath with a bang, stabbing straight in.

Xiao Fan turned sideways, his palm pressed against the blade of the sword, and struck Zhuge Wu's chest.

Zhuge Wu hurriedly put away the sword rung. With a crisp sound, the sword body suffered from Xiao Fan's palm force, and it was deeply recessed, and the long sword continued to tremble.

Xiao Fan's palm against the sword body shook slightly, Zhuge Wu only felt a force from the sword body into his arm, his body shook violently, and he stepped back several steps in a row, with a look of horror.

"You!!"

Zhuge Wu pointed at Xiao Fan, his throat seemed to be clicked by something, and it was difficult to speak for a while.

Xiao Fan was silent, looking at Zhuge Wu indifferently, approaching him step by step.

Zhuge Wu clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, and the horror in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a crazy killing intent. Today's Xiao Fan is just a talented martial artist realm, and his strength is so strong that even an elite disciple of the acquired double heaven can't be hard-connected. If in a few years, Xiao Fan's cultivation realm has improved, and it will be even more difficult to deal with at that time.

"Kill Xiao Fan, no matter what the price is!"

Zhuge Wu said to himself in his heart.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Wu shook the sword body, and several swords were out in a row, and the sword did not leave Xiao Fan's vital point, and the essence of Zixia's swordsmanship that could be used was displayed. The sword body was filled with his Zixia True Qi, and when the long sword danced, the wind whistled in all directions, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up, full of momentum.

Xiao Fan didn't dare to be careless, after all, the other party was a figure in the double heaven of the acquired realm, not to mention the profound true qi, and the swordsmanship was also very good.

"Boom!"

Fists and swords clashed, and the sonorous sound was piercing. Xiao Fan used a tiger-shaped fist against the enemy, supplemented by the tiger-walking leopard jumping method, which made most of Zhuge Wu's sword moves fail. Occasionally, one or two swords stabbed him, but Xiao Fan hit the sword body with his fist and deviated from the direction.

Every time he struck, Zhuge Wu felt his arm numb, and so did Xiao Fan.

"Whew!"

The sword light was cold, and he slashed at Xiao Fan's head, Xiao Fan turned his head sideways to avoid it, only to feel a chill in his ears, and a strand of black hair fell. At the same time, Xiao Fan raised his leg and kicked Zhuge Wu's wrist. Zhuge Wu's wrist turned, and he slashed down diagonally, and the sword blade slashed against Xiao Fan's right arm to the abdomen with a hiss, Xiao Fan's placket was broken, but fortunately it did not hurt the skin, which can be described as dangerous and dangerous. This Zixia swordsmanship is varied, the sword moves are exquisite, and the shots are fast, Xiao Fan is still difficult to find a way to crack it for a while, unless he is hard to shake with powerful martial arts.

However, Xiao Fan did not do so. He fought with Zhuge Wu for nearly half an hour, memorized every move of Zixia swordsmanship, and every move of Zixia swordsmanship appeared in his mind over and over again, and finally found many flaws.

Zixia swordsmanship is a set of martial arts that focuses on attack, with more than enough sword moves to attack, but insufficient defense. There are flaws in every move, so that the speed of the move is slightly slow, and it is difficult to combine attack and defense in the rapidly changing battle.

However, the people of Zixia Peak cultivated Zixia True Qi, which greatly made up for the shortcomings of swordsmanship. Zixia is really powerful, which can protect the heart and heart well, so that those who practice this kind of internal strength and heart method have a stronger ability to resist attacks than ordinary people.

Of course, this is only relative, if the striking force is too strong, the internal organs and heart veins will also be shattered, even if you have a deep and pure Zixia True Qi.

Zhuge Wu became more and more frightened the more he fought, he thought that Xiao Fan would soon be physically exhausted and his true qi would be greatly consumed. However, half an hour passed, Xiao Fan didn't show half of his tiredness, he himself was a little unlucky, and his breathing began to be unstable.

"Purple Qi Covers the Sun!"

Zhuge Wu shouted, his arm shook, and he made several moves in an instant. The four sides were all purple-gold sword shadows, enveloping Xiao Fan's entire person in them. Before those sword shadows arrived, Xiao Fan felt a sharp feeling, which was a metallic aura.

Obviously, Zhuge Wu burst out all the characteristics of his golden martial soul, and used the strongest sword move he could use to kill Xiao Fan in front of him, but the metallic characteristics of his martial soul were not strong.

Xiao Fan did not dodge or fight back at the same time as Zhuge Wu's move as before. When Zhuge Wu's sword move was completely used, and the moment the sword blade was about to kill, Xiao Fan moved.

He saw the flaw, and after Zhuge Wu's move, it was difficult to instantly retract the defense, and the thunder attacked. He was originally as quiet as a virgin, but at this moment, he moved like thunder and invaded like fire.

Xiao Fan's body was like a blast wind, dodging several swords, and at the same time pointing at Zhuge Wu's chest. The speed was too fast, and Zhuge Wu didn't have time to deal with it at all, so he had to condense all the Zixia True Qi in his chest to resist Xiao Fan's attack.

"Click!"

The sound of bone cracking was extremely clear, Xiao Fan pointed and tapped on Zhuge Wu's chest, and a rib was suddenly broken. In the next moment, Xiao Fan clenched his fingers into a fist and struck another blow, and then turned his fist into a palm and shook violently.

"Click!"

The sound of bone cracking continued, and the punch shattered several of Zhuge Wu's ribs.

"Bang!"

The next palm directly shook Zhuge Wu's chest into a depression, and his inner abdomen suffered a heavy blow, and a mouthful of thick blood spurted out with a pop, and the whole person flew upside down several meters away.

"Ding!"

The long sword was inserted into the ground, Zhuge Wu's black hair was scattered, a large stream of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper. He was almost unsteady on his feet, and on the verge of staggering, he plunged his sword into the ground and forcibly stabilized his body.

Seeing the flaw, launch an effective attack, and hit the fingers, fists, and palms in one go. Xiao Fan hit Zhuge Wu hard, making it look like a broken lamp in the wind, and the flame of life could be extinguished at any time.

Xiao Fan slowly walked towards the crumbling Zhuge Wu, and said calmly: "In your imagination, should this face be reversed?"

Zhuge Wu didn't speak, looked at Xiao Fan with vicious eyes, clenched his teeth tightly and refused to admit defeat.

"Senior Brother Zhuge Senior Brother"

The other three inner disciples shouted weakly, struggling to crawl towards Zhuge Wu. They were not worried that Zhuge Wu would die in Xiao Fan's hands, but that if Zhuge Wu died, they would not be able to live. Now, the three inner disciples are all looking forward to what special means Zhuge Wu has.

"Looking at you crawling on the ground, looking at the way you look at this time, I think of your face and posture before. Where is your superiority, where is your arrogance?"

Xiao Fan said lightly, although his voice was very flat, but in the ears of several people in Zixia Peak, it pierced into his heart like a thorn.

In normal times, how proud were the disciples of their Zixia Peak? As the inheritance of the main peak, they were naturally full of a sense of superiority, and they did not take the disciples of the same level of the other veins in their eyes, and they thought very highly of themselves.

Now, they are like this in front of Xiao Fan. The most important thing is that Xiao Fan is the most declining disciple of Wuwei Peak, who has only been in the field for a few months, and is just a cultivator of the Martial Arts Realm.

"Xiao Fan, don't be arrogant!"

Zhuge Wu looked at Xiao Fan fiercely, his teeth were clenched, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was trembling.

"You're going to die before me, hahaha!"

Zhuge Wu smiled.

"You mean Aoi?"

Xiao Fan approached step by step, and his tone was flat. He was not afraid of Aoi, and within the sect, Aoi did not dare to take action in person. After a while, the cultivation will go up step by step, and at that time, what if Aoi sends stronger elite disciples?

"I mean me!"

Zhuge Wu suddenly shouted and stood up straight suddenly.

"Buzz!"

An earthy yellow seal carved rune paper flew out of his hand, emitting a buzzing sound, and then the light flickered, directly turning into a huge stone, which was crushed against Xiao Fan's head.

Xiao Fan was startled, and it was too late to dodge, so he suddenly raised his hands to face the boulder with the momentum of supporting the sky.

"Boom!"

The ground shook, Xiao Fan's body shook, his legs sank into the ground for more than a foot, and his arms trembled slightly. This boulder is very heavy, at least six or seven thousand catties. Xiao Fan didn't expect that Zhuge Wu still had this kind of earth-attribute gravity rune paper on his body.

"Hahaha! Xiao Fan, you get carried away, go die now!"

Zhuge Wu had blood flowing from his mouth and laughed loudly. With a thud, he pulled the long sword out of the dirt and stabbed it directly into Xiao Fan's throat, wanting to pierce him with a sword.