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Chapter 1485 Father and Son Join Forces

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    "Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

    After receiving Young Master Ding's order, the five Nascent Soul level-one powerhouses stepped up their strength again and slashed at Lu Fan fiercely.

    "Puff puff!"

    Unexpectedly, before their long swords touched Lu Fan's robe, two black lights suddenly flashed out of thin air, sweeping across their necks like lightning.

    The footsteps of the five strong men stopped abruptly, and expressions of disbelief appeared on their faces at the same time.

    What are those two black lights?  The speed is so fast that it can surpass the speed of a strong person at the first level of Nascent Soul?

    It's a pity that they can no longer know this question.

    Scarlet blood spewed out from their necks like a fountain, followed by five heads rolling to the ground almost at the same time.

    Dozens of Xing Luomen disciples in the rear all froze on the spot, their faces full of horror.

    The five Nascent Soul first-tier powerhouses died like this without even touching Lu Fan's robes, and they died so miserably.

    Ding Jun was also taken aback.

    "Puppet? Thishow is this possible?" He stared at Lu Fan with extremely horrified eyes.

    At this time, in front of Lu Fan, there were actually two more puppets that were full of black air and exuded a terrifying aura.

    Although he couldn't see the cultivation base of these two puppets, he could guess from the terrifying aura of the puppets that the cultivation base of these two puppets should be the same as that of Elder Hai, or even stronger

    Li Er raised his head with a smug expression.

    He had long guessed that Lu Fan would sacrifice a puppet, and knew that people like Ding Jun would surely die. He was just a little puzzled, didn't Lu Fan still have a griffin puppet, why didn't he sacrifice it together?

    "Kill them all!"

    At this moment, Lu Fan's indifferent voice came out again.

    "Whoosh!"

    "Whoosh!"

    The two soul guards turned into black lights again, and rushed into the middle of the Xingluomen disciples.

    "Puff puff!"

    Soon, the sound of the body breaking up sounded again.

    Although there are nearly a hundred of these disciples, they are all only Jindan cultivation bases, and they can't stop the attack of the soul guard at all.

    All of a sudden, there was blood everywhere, stumps flew around, and howled miserably.

    These disciples didn't have any resistance at all, and they didn't even have a chance to escape. Their speed couldn't compare to the soul guards at all.

    In less than two breaths, nearly a hundred disciples were killed by the soul guards.

    Ding Jun was so frightened that his face turned ashen, and he quickly retreated.

    However, he did not escape, but quickly took out a jade slip and squeezed it hard.

    "Crack!"

    The jade slip broke, and there was a wave of cultivation fluctuations.

    "Youdon't be too pretentious, this son is more than that!"

    After crushing the jade slips, Ding Jun heaved a sigh of relief. He finally had time to show a vicious look and glared at Lu Fan.

    "Huh!"

    Just as he finished speaking, a black awn suddenly appeared in front of him.

    This black light is exactly one of the soul guards.

    The disciples in front had all been wiped out, and the soul guards killed him directly without stopping.

    "Help!"

    Ding Jun's pupils shrank sharply, and he screamed in horror.

    "Huh!"

    Soul Guard's claws swept towards his neck without hesitation.

    "Stop!"

    "Clang!"

    "Clang!"

    ""

    Just when Ding Jun was about to decapitate, there was a sudden shout of anger from behind, and at the same time, four sword beams flew out, slashing fiercely on the soul guard's claws, sparking countless sparks, and four sword beams also came out.  The sound of Jin Ge colliding.

    The soul guard's body was directly shaken back more than 20 steps, and the four sword glows also rolled back.

    "Three second-tier Nascent Soul experts, plus Ding Xinghe himself, all four second-tier Nascent Soul experts from Xing Luomen are here." With a thought, Lu Fan recalled two soul guards.

    Through Elder Hai, he knew that Xingluomen had four second-level Nascent Soul experts, fourteen first-level Nascent Soul experts, and nearly 100,000 disciples.

    It is impossible to deal with them with only two soul guards.

    "Whoo! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

    Soon, there was a lot of wind breaking in the dense forest behind.

    "Jun'er, are you okay?"

    A middle-aged man with gloomy eyes led three powerful men with strong aura, and appeared?Fall to the ground

    The strong fragrance quickly spread throughout the dense forest, and more than 40,000 disciples also smelled this smell in a short time.

    Whether it was the Nascent Soul strongman or the Jindan cultivator, all the disciples spurted old blood almost at the same time, and then collapsed to the ground.

    The frenzy that was rushing towards Lu Fan stopped immediately, followed by the sound of a large group falling to the ground.

    Li Er was completely stunned.

    what on earth is it?  Is it poison again?

    While he was in a daze, Lu Fan's figure had already appeared in front of Ding Xinghe and his son.

    "Master, according to your instructions, all the poisonous gas has been released." At this moment, Ma De led the Griffon Soul Guards out of the dense forest and came to Lu Fan's side.

    "Very good." Lu Fan nodded.

    "Youyou are so despicable, youyou dare to release poison!" Ding Xinghe's complexion was black and his breath was weak.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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