Chapter 363: Murderous transformation
The third and third chapters of the murderous transformation
Qiang Qiang!
The sword light in the void flickered, and the sound of metal crashing sounded, and the sword of Bai Wuchang was getting faster and faster, and there was nothing in good condition in Xiao Fan's body.
"Hong Chen laughs!"
Xiao Fan's expression condensed, and the triple sword power bloomed, the air of killing and cutting was densely covered in the void, and countless clouds and mist exploded.
"Are you only able to use this sword?" Bai Wuchang laughed, with a hint of rosy on his pale face. Although his eyes were full of disdain, his heart was extremely solemn.
Using sword intent for a long time will consume him a lot. After all, he has just broken through the battle emperor realm, and his realm is still a bit unstable. Moreover, it is not that he does not want to kill Xiao Fan immediately, but that he can't do it .
Xiao Fan's sword may not be as fast as him, but he can always dodge fatal attacks, and the speed of his sword is constantly increasing.
"Want to run?"
Suddenly, Bai Wuchang smiled indifferently, and saw that after Xiao Fan swung a sword, he turned into a streamer and shot towards the end of the sky. The speed was incredible.
Bai Wuchang did not hesitate to chase after them, and the two of them shuttled through the clouds, and the lights below were faintly visible, and the speed of the two reached the extreme.
"Should have left Lihuo Emperor Capital." After half a cup of tea, Xiao Fan glanced at the back, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then went straight to the ground.
The mountains below stretched and were pitch-black, like a tiger stalking, like a dragon plate, Xiao Fan wore a black robe and quickly blended into it.
"If you can't run away, the bleeding will also bleed you to death." Bai Wuchang sneered, he hung behind Xiao Fan in a hurry.
"Run? I didn't think about running." Xiao Fan held the Shura sword and stood in the air. In the middle of the war, he dared to fight the Qin sword of the middle of the war.
Now that he has broken through the late War King stage, facing the white impermanence of the War King realm, how can he be afraid?
"Oh? I want to see, why are you so confident!" Bai Wuchang coldly snorted and disappeared again, the Void Sword was densely packed with cold light.
Xiao Fan's eyes became very calm, and a series of sword shadows flashed across him, seeming to slow down a lot. Although every sword looked very strange, it had a certain pattern.
"Chang!"
Xiao Fan raised the Shura sword in his hand and stood in front of him suddenly, seemingly slow, but it was almost reaching the limit.
"You!" A hint of surprise flashed in Bai Wuchang's eyes, and Xiao Fan actually blocked it? Bai Wuchang knew very well how fast this sword was, even in the early days of the War Emperor of the same level, it might not be able to stop it.
"You are right, kendo, only fast is not broken, but you don't know that will is the most important thing." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.
"Impossible, volition is something that can only be understood by a strong emperor, you can't touch that level!" Bai Wuchang shook his head abruptly.
What a joke, if Xiao Fan understands his will, Xiao Fan can crush him with a single thought, no matter where he is needed.
Xiao Fan naturally didn't know what Bai Wuchang's will was. He only knew that his cultivation will and the will to become stronger were always inspiring him.
"It's my turn now." Xiao Fan said lightly, with billowing killing intent blooming, fusing with the Shura sword in his hand.
His sword is getting faster and faster, and although the speed of his figure is not very good, the speed of his sword has undergone a qualitative change.
"Lou Aotian said that he understood the sword intent from my sword. He wanted to come to the sword, it should be a deadly killing, turning the real into a virtual, attacking from the inside out, he can understand, how can I understand it myself? No?" Xiao Fan's eyes became more and more determined.
No matter the blood on his body was flowing, there was only white impermanence in his eyes, and the only thought in his heart was to kill him.
Unconsciously, in Xiao Fan's body, a mood of killing quietly condensed, and with each sword, the killing intent became more and more intense, even Xiao Fan did not know this change in himself.
"Is this killing intent?"
Bai Wuchang's heart was shocked, and just the breath radiating from Xiao Fan's body gave him a feeling of suffocation. This feeling came from the bone marrow.
Only intention can have this effect.
"You can't let him go on, you must interrupt his state." Bai Wuchang felt something was wrong, and Xiao Fan seemed to have entered a mysterious state.
"Ghostly!"
With an angry shout, there was a ringing sound in the void, like a ghost crying, and a white sword light pierced the void, speeding to the extreme.
puff!
Xiao Fan's feet flashed, but his shoulders were still pierced, blood blooming.
He didn't stay anymore, as if his body was not his, his body, the killing intent became stronger and stronger, unexpectedly set off a murderous storm, rushing in all directions.
The substantive killing intent swept over there, whizzing, originally Xiao Fan had already cultivated the killing power to the realm of turning the real into a virtual state, and he could usually suppress the killing power at will.
However, at this moment, Xiao Fan didn't have any reservations, his whole body, even the air was torn to pieces, only killing intent was flooded.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
There is only one word in Xiao Fan's mind. His aura is constantly rising. This is not a breakthrough in cultivation, but a kind of momentum, a kind of sublimation of intention.
This place is far away from Lihuo Imperial Capital. Xiao Fan has no scruples and is not afraid of being exposed, so he has no distractions.
"Feiyu Sword!" Bai Wuchang shouted angrily, countless sword auras blooming, floating in the void like feathers, in the eyes of ordinary people, this sword aura seemed to be slow to the extreme.
However, on the contrary, the sword qi feathers are just afterimages, and the real sword qi has come close to Xiao Fan.
"Hong Chen laughs!" Xiao Fan said lightly, and the Shura sword trembled, and countless silver-gray sword energy flashed away.
Hong Chen laughs, laugh Hong Chen!
One way to kill is to baptize in the killing and bathe in blood. This blood can be someone else's or own.
Bo Bo Bo Bo~~
Ripples in the void exploded, surging everywhere like water waves. Xiao Fan had a dozen more swords on him. If he were another person, he might have fallen long ago.
However, Xiao Fan's face was very calm, and there was no wave of waves.
"Fourth level, fourth level of killing!" There was a trace of fear in Bai Wuchang's eyes.
Comprehend the fourth major trend, but the peerless warlord can fight the early warlord, but Xiao Fan is only the latter warlord.
This person must not stay, otherwise there will be endless troubles!
This was the thought in Bai Wuchang's heart, Xiao Fan's state could not be interrupted, and he was also a little worried.
"Ghost Sword, come out!" Bai Wuchang shouted angrily. Above his head, there was a black long sword war spirit suspended. It was just a phantom, but it exuded a breath of peerless sharpness.
The phantom of the black sword instantly merged with the white impermanence. This was a unique ability of the War Emperor Realm, and the human soul combined.
At that moment, Bai Wuchang's momentum increased several times, standing there, like a peerless divine sword out of its sheath, Bai Wuchang at this moment was definitely more terrifying than Qin Dao.
Bai Wuchang was originally the king of war king, breaking through the realm of war emperor, and his combat power was naturally not comparable to that of ordinary war emperors in the early stage.
"Kill!" However, there was only one word to greet Bai Wuchang.
The killing storm continued, and the killing power was sublimating. Xiao Fan had already touched the fourth level of the killing power. Under his feet, it was like a sea of blood appeared, which was extremely terrifying.
