"Lu Fan, you've killed so many people. Today, it's your turn!" Wang Zuan said with difficulty, covered in blood.
Looking at the treasured sword held to his neck, Lu Fan smiled.
"Third Senior Brother, say hello to Second Senior Brother and Senior Sister for me down there. Ahahahaha!" Lu Fan burst into wild laughter, then immediately detonated his divine aperture without the slightest hesitation.
"Boom!"
His magical power gathered and exploded in an instant.
Lu Fan crawled out of the rubble, his tattered Daoist robe stained red with blood. Yet now he sat on the ground and began to cry.
"Third Senior Brother, I miss you. I really miss you." Lu Fan wailed and rolled around on the ground.
As he rolled, Lu Fan frantically unleashed spell after spell, leaving devastation all around him.
Not one of the many powerful experts dared to approach!
Come on for me!