Chapter 1350: Thunder Strike
Chapter Three and Five Zero
The crowd was all shocked by Xiao Fan's murderousness. They looked at Xiao Fan dumbfounded. How could they think that this guy actually dared to kill in the Temple of War.
Since the War God Temple took over the Battle Soul Continent, such a thing has never happened. Even the previous Asura Lords have never killed anyone in the War God Temple. Xiao Fan is definitely the first.
"Blind Jian, you are fine!" Zhan Huangtian was also taken aback by Xiao Fan's actions. Originally, he thought Xiao Fan would hurt them at most, but he didn't expect that he would kill people.
"I'm naturally fine!" Xiao Fan smiled coldly, his figure flashed, and his terrifying killing intent bloomed again, and his target was once again locked on one person.
One of Zhuo Tianhong's tentacles appeared where Xiao Fan had been before, and those blood qi was instantly swallowed by him.
"Things looking for death!" Zhan Huangtian glanced at Zhuo Tianhong coldly, but there was a flash of light in the depths of his eyes, entering the ancient land of Loulan, isn't he just to refine it?
Last time it was rescued by Xiao Fan, this time it was not so lucky. This is the Temple of War God, and even Xiao Fan is about to die, let alone Zhuo Tianhong?
Zhuo Tianhong seemed to be very afraid of the Emperor of War, so he quickly retracted his tentacles and killed the monks in the late stage of the War.
"Master, leave these old things to me. You help me stop Emperor Zhantian and give me ten breaths to get rid of them." Seeing Emperor Zhantian is killed, Zhuo Tianhong hurriedly communicated to Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan retreated with a sword from the peak powerhouse of the Battle Saint Realm, and said with a slight smile: "I have forgotten your abilities!"
Leaving a sentence, Xiao Fan pounced on Zhan Huangtian. Although Zhan Huangtian was Zhuo Tianhong's nemesis, Xiao Fan was not.
"Go away!"
Seeing Xiao Fan blocking his way, Zhan Huangtian roared angrily and slashed towards Xiao Fan.
He was also very aware of Zhuo Tianhong's abilities, Zhuo Ming Tianwei, that could swallow the monk's lifespan.
Even though these people are the pinnacles of the battle sacred realm, their lifespan is running out, and their blood qi is very thin. Once Zhuo Tianhong swallows their life and blood qi, there is no need to kill them at all, and they probably won't survive .
"The Temple of War? Ha~" Xiao Fan smiled contemptuously, holding the Shura sword to block the overbearing blow of the Emperor Zhan Tian, "Jian is not an enemy of the Temple of War, but you think that Jian can be insulted at will. If this is the case, then you have to pay the corresponding price!"
boom! Xiao Fan's momentum skyrocketed again, and a huge sword lotus bloomed on the Asura sword, bursting out endless sword aura, strangling the Emperor of War.
Zhan Huangtian was full of purple light, and when he condensed into a purple mask, strangely, when the dense sword energy approached, it melted unexpectedly.
"This is?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank slightly, feeling the energy fluctuations emanating from the purple light, and Xiao Fan felt a throb in his heart, but in just a moment he recovered his calm.
Gritting his teeth, Xiao Fan displayed the second sword lotus, but the purple mask was still light.
Immediately after the third sword lotus, the purple mask finally moved somewhat, but it still did not cause much harm to Zhan Huangtian.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Fan did not hesitate to display the fourth sword lotus, and the four sword lotus blooms at the same time. This is already the strongest power Xiao Fan can display without revealing his identity as the head of the Asura Palace.
Boom! The purple light finally couldn't bear the strangulation of the sword energy, and wisps of purple mist shot out from the purple mask, Zhan Huangtian's face changed wildly, and the sword shook Xiao Fan back, and then retreated back.
Puff! Xiao Fan's murderous aura was so fierce, countless sword auras cut through Zhan Huangtian's robes, mixed with strands of blood.
"Can you hurt me?!" Zhan Huangtian's eyes were full of incredible colors.
"Master, you actually broke his God's Blessing Light!" Zhuo Tianhong's shocked voice came from a distance, and one of its tentacles passed over an old man at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, bringing a lot of blood.
The blood was like a real thing, rolled up by the tentacles, and swallowed into his mouth, and then, the old man in the battle sacred realm suddenly withered and looked even older, as if he would fall down at any time.
"Monster! It can steal my blood!"
"Go back, don't get close to him!"
The other old men were taken aback by Zhuo Tianhong's strength, and immediately afterwards, the old man who had just been stolen by Zhuo Tianhong fell towards the ground with a thud.
One of Zhuo Tianhong's tentacles inserted into the old man's eyebrows, and in an instant, a white light suddenly appeared on the tentacles.
Without waiting for others to react, Zhuo Tianhong swallowed the white light ball in one bite.
Soul power caught a scene, and Xiao Fan also flashed a strange look on his face, and the voice transmission asked: "Is this the fate? Also, what did you just say is the fate of God."
"Yes, this is the fate, but the fate of the battle sacred realm and below has not yet condensed into an entity, so it is just a beam of light!" Zhuo Tianhong's voice sounded in Xiao Fan's ears.
After a pause, he said: "As for the blessed life light, it is an innate defensive method of the blessed person. It is just that unless the strength difference is huge, the average person can't break the defense of the blessed life light. It may be because The master's sword lotus is also a means of the God of War Realm."
"Perhaps." When Jing Zhuo Tianhong said this, Xiao Fan was a little surprised, and said in his heart: "You deserve to be a blessed person, who has an innate defense method. Is it really blessed by God?"
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan felt a little dignified in his heart. Suddenly, Xiao Fan only felt his whole body hairy, and suddenly raised his head to "look" towards the sky. This kind of anxiety came from the sky.
"Boom!" A thunderous bang instantly attracted everyone's attention.
I saw a terrifying purple thunder and lightning descending from Jiuxiao, bursting with bright lights, where the Heavenly God Peak was, the battle ended in vain.
"What a terrible thunder and lightning, this seems to surpass the power of the thunder of heaven and earth!" Seeing this scene, the crowd's expressions condensed, and some people exclaimed.
The crowd stood there, not daring to move, as if they were afraid of being hit by this lightning.
"Master, run quickly, this is the profound meaning of thunder!" Suddenly, Zhuo Tianhong shouted in the distance, his voice very hoarse.
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the crowd all fell on Xiao Fan. Is this purple thunder and lightning going to attack Xiao Fan?
Many people breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the purple thunder and lightning were not directed at themselves, because even if the purple thunder and lightning were not directed at them, they would not be able to withstand the tremendous pressure.
They couldn't imagine what it would be like if the purple thunder and lightning targeted them specifically.
Without Zhuo Tianhong's reminder, Xiao Fan also felt a deadly danger. Goose bumps appeared all over his body, and the breath of death was getting closer and closer to him.
Thoughts quickly flashed through Xiao Fan's mind, and his mind moved everything in Xiaotiandi, soul-locking beads, endless battle spirit, ghost battle spirit and so on.
He found that the danger remained undiminished, but when his mind moved the heaven and earth, the fatal feeling dissipated a lot.
"Can Qiankun Dingtianding help me through this disaster?" Xiao Fan's heart sank, and there was probably a care in his mind.
"Haha, Jian-blind man, dare to be an enemy of me, how does it feel to be struck by lightning? Now, no one can save you." Suddenly, Zhan Huangtian laughed wildly from a distance.
Xiao Fan was shocked suddenly. Could it be that he broke through the light of God's blessing, and then angered God, wanting to kill himself?
Before he could come back to his senses, there was a thunder in the sky, and the purple thunder and lightning roared down, the speed was incredible!
