Chapter 1688: Coming strong
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Seeing the sky full of killing and sword-cutting aura whizzing, Ling Feng and the others showed a look of despair, and no one in the room could stop this fierce might.
Many people in the Chu family regret it. They knew they should have left with their ancestors.
They just watched the battle of a few people from a distance, and they didn't feel the horror of this blood slaughter.
These people were definitely crawling out of the sea of corpses. The killing aura on their bodies was enough to crush Upanishad. Among them, Ling Feng dared to resist them, but they were limited to one or two people.
The power of twelve people is more than just the ordinary stacking of twelve people.
Seeing Mantian Killing Swordsmanship was raging, it was about to completely drown them.
At this moment, the sudden change...
With a swish, a stream of light whizzed from the void, everyone was almost inconceivable, and the crowd saw only a flash of light flashing.
Then, something that surprised everyone happened. I saw that the sky was suddenly filled with gray sword aura, and the gray sword aura formed an enchantment, guarding all Ling Feng and the others.
Bang bang bang bang~
A burst of sharp and messy sounds sounded, and when the countless killing sword qi slashed on the gray sword qi barrier, they were unexpectedly bounced away.
After just a few breaths, the sword-killing aura all over the sky shuddered back. Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.
That was the combined force of twelve powerhouses above the Nine Transformation God of War, even if the God of War realm was completed, it might not be able to resist it.
These people like Ling Feng are also the highest in Ling Feng's cultivation base, and only the Seven Change God of War, how can they be able to resist it?
The crowd stared fiercely at the sword-qi barrier, trying to see exactly what happened inside.
The twelve blood-robed men also stopped attacking, sitting on the demon blood dragon and leopard, their scarlet eyes glowing with bloodthirsty light, they also wanted to see who in the end could stop their combined blow.
After a while, the surrounding area finally returned to calm, and the gray sword air barrier slowly disappeared. When the crowd saw everything inside, their eyes widened.
"Xiao Fan!"
High above the sky, the next sword shook the Emperor Tian, and roared angrily, and the terrible murderous aura bloomed. The first thing he thought was to rush down.
In the void behind Ling Feng and them, four figures appeared, the two leading them, one black robe, long stature, and one white robe, quite fat.
The two were not others, but Xiao Fan and Nangong Xiaoxiao, behind them stood a middle-aged man and a purple-robed youth.
"You are not even an opponent of me, do you still want to kill him?" Seeing Zhan Tianxia preparing to pounce on Xiao Fan, Zhan Huang Tianyan said, his heart was slightly surprised.
The twelve people just hit together, even if he couldn't protect other people, at best he could protect himself, and it was because he was a blessed person.
But Xiao Fan resisted it. This was enough to prove Xiao Fan's horror. Originally, Emperor Zhan Huang thought he was strong enough, but now it seems that Xiao Fan is not losing to him at all.
"Xiao Fan? Did you kill the son of God?" The headed man in the blood-robed robe said gloomily, looking at Xiao Fan like a dead person, even if they had just blocked their blow, he still didn't put Xiao Fan in his eyes.
"The Temple of War God is completely decayed!" Xiao Fan didn't pay attention to him at all, but looked at Zhan Tianxia in the distance.
He glanced around roughly, and understood what was going on. He didn't care about anything else. It was Zhan Tianxia and the Gorefiend tribe against the people of the War Soul Continent, which was enough to make Xiao Fan murder them.
"Huh!" The man in the blood-robed robe headed coldly snorted, but Xiao Fan ignored him, his murderous intentions rose, and his hand was a sword.
The others did not hesitate on the eleventh ride. Their purpose was originally the cultivator of the Blood Slaughter Battle Spirit Mainland, and they would not change because of who appeared.
The reason why I asked Xiao Fan was just because they wanted to take care of Xiao Fan. After all, their **** son Mingluo died in Xiao Fan's hands.
"Hall Master, Jian Luo, please fight!" Suddenly, Jian Luo stepped forward and said respectfully to Xiao Fan.
Feeling the majestic murderous aura on the twelve blood-robed men, Jian Luo's fighting spirit was soaring, and his blood felt boiling.
"Quasi!" Xiao Fan looked indifferent. He naturally knew what Jian Luo thought in his heart. All these people understood the profound meaning of killing. For him, what he wanted most was to collide with people who understood the same profound meaning.
Only in this way can Jian Luo hope to take the last step of the God of War Realm and kill the realm of Profound Righteous Consummation.
"Thank you, the Lord." Jian Luo bowed respectfully, and suddenly, his body disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the headed man in the blood robe.
A billowing sea of blood bloomed from him. Compared to the blood-robed man, Jian Luo's aura was a bit weaker. After all, the opponent was the pinnacle of the God of War, and he was only the God of Nine Changes.
Don't think this is just a step away, but for some people it is a gap that can never be crossed. As for whether Jian Luo can cross it, it depends on himself.
"I'm itching my hands too." Nangong grinned, violent thunder and lightning swept away from him, and then several thunder dragons roared out, directly locking the three blood-robed men and three demon blood dragon leopards.
"Amethyst Thunder Beast clan, kill with this seat!" Lei Huang roared, and the amethyst Thunder Beast in the distance roared again and again, with great power.
The appearance of Xiao Fan couldn't help protecting Ling Feng and the others, and also bought time for the Amethyst Thunder Beasts. They had already rushed to the front, and it was just a simple matter to join the battle.
Although their cultivation bases are not too high, the strongest is Lei Huang, the Eight-Change God of War, but don't forget, their defenses are extremely abnormal.
The Amethyst Thunder Beast clan trapped six blood-robed men and eight demon-blooded dragon leopards. Only two blood-robed men remained. The two looked at each other, and the target instantly locked Xiao Fan and Ling Feng.
"Haha, this time it's finally my turn to take action..." Ling Feng laughed. Before Zhan Tianer and Zhan Tianyi were selected by Guan Xiaoqi and Long Chen, he felt a little unhappy.
Now that the opportunity came, Ling Feng was naturally very happy, and he could finally flex his muscles.
But before he finished speaking, Ling Feng's voice stopped abruptly. He only saw a black shadow flashing from his eyes, and he was no longer seen.
When Ling Feng came back to his senses, he saw the two blood-robed men suddenly froze in place, staring scarlet eyes, full of horror.
Immediately, the masks on their faces fell down, revealing two strange faces, and a small crack opened between their brows, and blood slowly penetrated out.
With a puff, the bodies of the two of them were suddenly strangled by countless sword qi, penetrated from the inside, blood spattered, and then turned into countless blood mists that filled the air.
"Dead?" The crowd trembled, and they couldn't help taking a breath.
That's the God of Nine Changes, why did he suddenly die?
All the fighting ceased in vain, and the audience was silent. Almost no one in the audience could see exactly how the two died, but a few people secretly guessed something, and their eyes fell on Xiao Fan.
In everyone's eyes, Xiao Fan was the only one who could kill the Nine Changes God of War in a flash.
Only Ling Feng could understand that Xiao Fan had disappeared just now, and then reappeared, and the two Nine Changed Gods of War died.
No need to think about it or know that it was definitely Xiao Fan's hand, but Xiao Fan's speed was too terrifying, completely like teleportation.
"Abnormal! There is no chance for me to make a move." Ling Feng cursed in his heart, and then sighed again. He was now increasingly unable to see Xiao Fan.
