Eight Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Murder to Seize the Throne (2)

Zhu Fatty's fat body trembled regularly.

The bloody body blasted by Lu Fan's stellar energy recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

No wonder Nangong Xing said that this fat man is not easy to deal with, just because of his fat body which is both offensive and defensive. It will make him all the better.

Fatty Zhu rushed towards Lu Fan again, the fat all over his body suddenly changed, and his flesh and blood coagulated into tentacles, which bound Lu Fan's body.

This trick is strange, it is the first time Lu Fan has seen it.

Those flesh and blood were like living things, and they even wanted to penetrate Lu Fan's body through the scale dragon armor. Absorb his power!

If it were someone else, facing this kind of move, they would definitely be terrified, and hurriedly wanted to cut off these flesh and blood tentacles.

But for Lu Fan, the lethality of this move is really pitiful.

Because any kind of power in his body cannot be absorbed by a fat man.

The tentacles of flesh and blood tied Lu Fan tighter and tighter, but Lu Fan seemed indifferent.

Fatty Zhu suddenly opened his bloody mouth!

His mouth was like a chrysanthemum blooming instantly, bursting out countless petals of flesh and blood.

The whole body suddenly opened wide, he was going to swallow Lu Fan into his stomach in one gulp!

"Glutton magic!"

Several demon cultivators have already shouted.

This is the method by which Fatty Zhu became famous.

It is also the most disgusting and most effective of the magic cultivation techniques. In general, devouring skills!

People who use devouring to improve their strength and practice this kind of kung fu are all abnormal existences.

They have basically exterminated their humanity, and cannibalism is just the norm. What's even more exaggerated is that they will eat even dead bodies.

Anyway, as long as it is something that can improve their strength, they will eat it all.

In this way, people who practice this type of kung fu can improve their strength very quickly in the early stage. Among the magic cultivators, they are also famously fast!

Looking at Fatty Zhu's head, it's obvious that he has eaten this fatty meat.

The way his body blooms at this time is also the famous devouring magic technique among the devouring exercises.

Once swallowed into the stomach, even if you have supernatural powers, you will be completely digested by him.

Seeing that Fatty Zhu was about to approach him with a big mouth, Lu Fan suddenly smiled.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of a long sword being unsheathed, and no one saw how Lu Fan moved. Countless sword marks immediately appeared on Fatty Zhu's body.

Blood flew, and countless flesh and blood fell to the ground like rain.

Zhu Fatty, who was cut directly by this invisible move, hurriedly backed away.

All the flesh and blood tentacles he trapped Lu Fan turned into pieces of minced meat at this moment.

"what happened?"

"What technique did he use?"

Hall Master Li and Hall Master Kui stared at Lu Fan's body.

Even they couldn't see clearly how Lu Fan did it.

Fatty Zhu immediately gathered his flesh and blood, and kept stepping back.

At this moment, his complexion finally changed, and the fat all over his body seemed to be a little pale at this moment.

Because he clearly felt that the moves Lu Fan used to attack him were not magic energy, gang energy, or spells at all. It's an attack from the soul!

At this moment, Fatty Zhu's headache was about to explode.

That's right, Lu Fan used the soul attack.

He expected that this kind of magic cultivator who can only condense the physical body will never be powerful in terms of spiritual cultivation. As long as he attacks with his soul, he will surely win.

Lu Fan's move was his newly practiced soul way. This move is not a soul-destroyer.

It is another soul attack method recorded in the Soul Dao, the Soul Yutian Sword Art!

Gather the soul into a sword and strike it instantly.

The difficulty of this trick is how to condense the soul into an entity, but for Lu Fan, it is not a problem. The stellar energy can be transformed into the power of the soul, and it is not difficult to condense it into a solid body.

With one move, the sword moves with the heart, without a trace.

As long as the opponent's soul is not strong enough, Lu Fan's move will play a huge role. Not only can it attack the opponent's soul, but it can also spread the power of the soul in the opponent's body, and then form such a hideous wound.

Lu Fan took a step forward, and the light in his eyes flashed again.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, kill his soul and destroy his soul!

In an instant, everyone around felt the sea of ​​consciousness in their brains shake.

Some magic cultivators with relatively weak spirits immediately bled from their seven orifices and lay on the ground.

Fatty Zhu let out a shrill scream, the fat all over his body began to shrink, and blood kept gushing out.

boom!

Fatty Zhu fell down in the garden, like pushing a golden mountain topple a jade pillar, smashing the ground out of a huge deep hole!

The body shrunk rapidly, and Fatty Zhu was already covered in blood at this time.

He stared at his eyes, wanting to fight Lu Fan again, but his body was already twitching uncontrollably.

Lu Fan held the huge flaming sword, looked down at Fatty Zhu's body, and raised the sword.

Hall Master Li and Hall Master Kui can no longer watch calmly at this time, if they don't make a move, Zhu Fatty will have to die in front of them.

"stop!"

Hall Master Li yelled loudly, and spread his bat wings behind him, rushing straight towards Lu Fan.

Hall Master Kui's palm turned into a black dragon's claw, and a claw in the air seemed to want to stop Lu Fan's sword.

Feeling the power coming from behind, Lu Fan turned his head and glanced at the two of them.

With just one glance, white smoke immediately rose from Hall Master Li's body. Hall Master Kui stepped back dozens of steps, his eyes closed tightly, his face pale.

"Boy, do you know that a low-level deacon kills the head of this sect without authorization, and you will be reduced to a remnant soul forever and be tortured forever!"

Hall Master Li ignored this picture and began to shout loudly.

Lu Fan looked at the two indifferently and said, "Are you warning me?"

Hall Master Li gritted his teeth and said, "This time, I wish Fatty was killed. If you let him go, it will be good for everyone."

Fatty Zhu, who was lying on the ground, was foaming from his mouth, still staring at Lu Fan.

Hall Master Kui stood behind Hall Master Li, and continued: "It's so powerful, I thought you were not a demon cultivator. Boy, if you let him go, you'll let yourself go. The sect's branch hall Lord, there is nothing you can do. If you let him go now, we will forget the past. No one will come to you again, and your brother will be in trouble."

Hearing this, Lu Fan smiled.

The smile on his face was full of mockery and contempt.

"Don't blame the past? Can't do anything?"

Lu Fan looked at the two with a smile, and said slowly.

Hall Master Li thought that Lu Fan was really asking, and replied, "That's right. Let him go, everything is easy to talk about."

Lu Fan said: "It seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet. Now here, I have the final say on everything."

After speaking, the smile on Lu Fan's face disappeared instantly, and the flaming giant sword in his hand, with a pop, plunged into Fatty Zhu's head.

Immediately, violent flames rose into the sky, and the sky of the First Prince's Mansion turned into a fiery red.

Fatty Zhu's body trembled for the last time before being swallowed by flames.

Hall Master Li and Hall Master Kui watched this scene in astonishment.

Then the two gritted their teeth and looked at Lu Fan and said, "Crazy!"

"You are dead!"