Chapter 845: Crush the war emperor late stage
The eighty-fourth chapter of the late stage of the crushing war emperor
Xiao Fan's stern eyes stared at the gate of the Soul Hunter Guild Hall, a terrible murderous aura bloomed from him, and the cultivators around him were silent.
"Since I'm not coming out, then I'll do it myself!" Xiao Fan seemed to be muttering to himself. He raised the Shura Sword and slashed out in anger, and the sharp sword energy went straight to the plaque of the Soul Hunter Guild.
"Boy, Hugh is arrogant, the Soul Hunter Guild is not a place where you can go wild!" Just as Xiao Fan was about to walk into the Soul Hunter Guild, an angry shout came from the hall.
Immediately after that, a figure flashed out, and the domineering aura swept across the four directions, and a palm rose into the air, colliding with Xiao Fan's sword aura.
Sword Qi and Zhang Gang shattered at the same time, spirit power fluctuations swept in all directions, blue stones on the ground shattered and dust splashed everywhere.
After a short while, the surroundings returned to calm, and the eyes of the crowd fell on a middle-aged man in white robe at the door, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"It's Elder Su Qilongsu!" Someone exclaimed softly, his tone a little unstable.
At this moment, two more figures walked out of the hall, standing respectfully behind the white-robed middle-aged man Su Qilong, looking at Xiao Fan coldly.
Xiao Fan looked unwavering in the ancient well, but his heart was a little uneasy. How could he have thought that now he had encountered the peak powerhouse of the War Emperor Realm.
The man named Su Qilong is probably not much weaker than the dead Wu Shengzhi, no wonder he can easily resolve his attacks.
However, the current Xiao Fan, compared to more than half a month ago, is not to say that he can defeat the peak power of the Emperor, but that he has mastered the method of dealing with the power of heaven and earth, and is no longer so passive for the time being.
"Come to my soul hunter guild to kill people. I really took the guts of ambition." Before Su Qilong could speak, a gray-robed old man behind him yelled and respectfully said to Su Qilong: "President, I will kill. He, with the majesty of my Soul Hunter Guild!"
Su Qilong frowned and remained silent. Seeing this, the gray-robed old man stepped into the air, and appeared not far in front of Xiao Fan. I don't know when a black long knife appeared in his hand.
"The rhythm of the sword!"
Xiao Fan yelled, and a sword slashed out. Suddenly, thousands of sword qi ripples bloomed, and the sound of swords was endless. Everyone just felt cold all over. Those monks with sword-like soul soldiers in their hands found that the swords in their hands were somewhat Do not listen.
The ripples of sword aura gathered in the void and turned into an extremely huge lightsaber, as if to crush everything, it was a sword that was completely condensed from sword aura.
"Boom!" When the swords collided, a hurricane of destruction suddenly blew up between the sky and the earth, and within a radius of tens of meters, it was completely filled with sword energy and sword energy.
Fortunately, the crowd retreated quickly, otherwise Chiyu would definitely be affected.
"Be careful!"
Suddenly, a loud shout was spit out from the mouth of another old man behind Su Qilong, his figure flickered, and he also took a knife straight to Xiao Fan's throat.
The crowd didn't know what was going on for a while, they all looked at the sea of sword aura and sword aura attentively.
In the next moment, they finally saw something clearly, and saw a strange figure suddenly emerged from the sea of sword aura and sword aura, and a sword struck the gray-robed old man's neck.
With a puff, blood flashed, and the gray-robed old man's head fluttered up, his eyes filled with horror. How could he have thought that Xiao Fan could actually pass through the sea of sword qi and sword qi and take his life.
What he didn't know was that Xiao Fan's self-created body technique, combat technique, sword step, shuttled in the sword aura, and could even use the power of the sword aura to increase his speed and explode beyond ordinary power.
When the other old man arrived, Xiao Fan had already turned into a flash of light and stepped back ten feet.
"That's the second elder of the Lin Family, that's a strong man who is infinitely close to the peak of the Emperor of War. He actually killed one?!"
"What a strong strength, he seems to be only in the early stage of the battle emperor, he actually killed the veteran late stage of the battle emperor! Even the holy city eight horses, it is estimated that there is only this strength, this person is so strange, why hasn't he seen it."
"I always feel like he is like a person, yes, Xiao Fan, the outsider, the Xiao Fan who defeated Lei Hao, one of the Eight Horses of the Holy City!"
"He really has the courage to offend the Wu Family and Lei Family of Nine Heavens Palace last time, and now he comes to the Soul Hunter Guild to make trouble again. Is this to offend the rhythm of the Su Family and the Lin Family?"
Someone recognized Xiao Fan's identity, and the surrounding crowd was amazed, and some people sighed inwardly that Xiao Fan really couldn't be peaceful wherever he went.
The voice of the crowd was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly. Su Qilong couldn't help squinting his eyes, looking at Xiao Fan, as if he wanted to see Xiao Fan through.
Xiao Fan's strength also shocked him. A kid in the early stage of the war emperor had so easily killed the cultivator in the later stage of the war emperor.
Not far away, Lin Xiu walked slowly with the enchanting woman in his arms, just when he saw the headless corpse on the ground, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he trembled: "Old Yun is dead!"
"Young Master Lin, what's the matter?" The enchanting woman looked at Lin Xiu in surprise. Lin Xiu has always been arrogant and domineering, and there is no one in her eyes. There will be no panic. She has never seen Lin Xiu so gaffe.
"Go away!" Lin Xiu pushed away the enchanting woman, his expression extremely cold.
"Xiao Fan!" Feng Lao Er Feng, another old man, looked at Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, his eyes flushed, and he looked at Xiao Fan with a murderous look: "Kill my brother, no matter who you are, you must die!"
"Since you want to die and give you a ride, it happens that your brother Huang Quan has a companion." Xiao Fan slowly raised the Shura sword in his hand and pointed at Feng Laohan.
"Tick~Tick~"
The blood above the Shura sword dripped down, and it ticked down in the blood puddle below. The sound was very small, but it fell on the hearts of the crowd like thunder.
Feng Lao is extremely angry. Once a person is angry, there will be so many scruples, no matter what Xiao Fan you are, what strength you are, kill first before talking.
In his opinion, the reason why Xiao Fan was able to kill Yun Lao was just a trick. Taking advantage of Yun Lao's unpreparedness, this attack succeeded.
Thinking of this, Feng Lao disappeared in the same place, like a gust of wind, and rushed towards Xiao Fan.
"Prisoner soul finger!"
Xiao Fan looked cold and stared ahead. In his eyes, no matter how fast Feng Lao was, he could clearly catch it. He slowly raised his palm, made a fingerprint, and poked it with a finger.
Void rumbling in his ears, a huge golden finger appeared out of thin air, and at the same time, Feng Lao's figure appeared, staring at the huge golden finger above his head in horror.
He found that he was wrong, and that his mistake was outrageous. This young man was simply not something he could defeat.
"The rumor that Xiao Fan killed Wu Shengzhi is really true." At this moment, a voice rang from the crowd.
"He is the Xiao Fan?" Feng Lao trembled violently when he heard the words, and there was an urge to vomit blood in his heart. I knew it was Xiao Fan, and I wouldn't fight him.
He didn't know the others, but who Wu Shengzhi was, that was the head of the Wu family, he didn't think he was Wu Shengzhi's opponent.
Even Wu Shengzhi died in Xiao Fan, how could he be Xiao Fan's opponent?
puff!
However, Xiao Fan had already moved to kill, and he would not show any mercy at all. With one finger down, Feng Lao's body suddenly exploded, turning into a **** mist and dissipating in the air.
Yizhi, Feng Lao in the late War Emperor, death!
