Chapter 48: Incarnate Shura

Chapter One Zero Three Eight Incarnate Shura

After being glanced at by Zhan Fenglei, Guan Xiaoqi felt a chill on his back, and without hesitation he shot several arrows in succession. His arrows were so fast that they were almost beyond the naked eye of most people present.

However, that speed, in front of Zhan Feng Lei, was nothing more than that, at least, he could easily escape.

Zhanfenglei left a trail of shadows in the void, and after two breaths, it appeared in front of Guan Xiaoqi.

"Don't!" Xiao Fan's roar came from a distance. He howled hysterically, and the blood all over his body roared angrily, like a rushing river.

"The third one." Zhan Fenglei didn't show any mercy at all, and blasted Guan Xiaoqi's chest with a punch.

"Brother, go!" Guan Xiaoqi yelled up to the sky, at the last moment, he was still concerned about Xiao Fan's safety.

His voice came abruptly, and as Zhanfenglei punched his chest, his body was instantly weak, and he fell towards the ground.

"Xiao Fan, do you finally know the pain of killing other people's relatives?" Zhan Fenglei laughed wildly and grinningly: "Don't worry, I won't kill them before you die, I want them to know , The end of the enemy against the Temple of War."

Zhan Fenglei seemed to like this tormenting pleasure very much. As the master of the Temple of War God of Wushuang Holy City, his majesty has never been provoked.

Therefore, other families were not only afraid of him, but also in awe of him, even if Lu Zhan admired him more, let Ye Shishui lead the Ye family out of the battlefield.

However, Xiao Fan repeatedly provoked him, which made him completely angry. He wanted to kill Xiao Fan at all costs.

And to stand up to the other families in Wushuang Holy City, anyone who offends the Temple of War will die ugly.

Even, originally he wanted to catch Xiao Fan to perform meritorious service, but now he has completely forgotten the secret order of the headquarters of the God of War. The so-called seeing the Lord of the Asura Hall must be kept alive.

What Zhan Fenglei didn't know was that Xiao Fan had long known that the Temple of War was going to deal with him, so he resisted, joining the Temple of War, Xiao Fan naturally dismissed it.

Leaving a word, Zhan Fenglei appeared next to Chu Qingkang again, who was also brought down by him and fell into a pool of blood.

He didn't realize that Xiao Fan's state at the moment was not just murderous and cold and ruthless, but became fierce and terrifying.

Seeing Xiao Fan's **** red eyes, Zhan Fenglei smiled coldly and said, "Hall Master Asura, it seems that this is nothing more than that."

He still didn't stop, and shot again, the amethyst thunder beast Xiaolei was almost broken by his punch, and fell beside the fat man.

At this moment, all the cultivators in the audience were dumbfounded. They were shocked by the strength of Zhanfenglei. Although Zhan Kuangzun was powerful, compared with Zhanfenglei, he was not at the same level.

The three elders of the Temple of War and the Chu family and other six families stood in awe, not even daring to kick the atmosphere.

So many of them besieged Ling Feng and the five of them, but they didn't have any effect at all. Now, Zhan Feng Lei punched them one by one and easily solved Ling Feng and them.

If it hadn't been for angering Xiao Fan, the five of Ling Feng and the others would have died no longer.

"Ah~" Xiao Fan yelled at the sky, his aura skyrocketed to the extreme, endless flames roared, the sea of ​​blood was raging, and the world was instantly dyed blood red.

"This is?" The crowd looked at the sky in horror, their teeth trembled.

"Shura was born, blood stained the sky!"

Some cultivators of the older generation whispered softly. They had heard of Shura's secrets, and they instantly thought of something, all showing fear.

In the distance, Xiao Fan's skin slowly turned red, as if stained with blood, and his eyes were glowing with murderous blood.

The Shura sword trembled violently. Upon closer inspection, he could see that the flesh and blood of the Shura sword and Xiao Fan had been fused together. The blood-colored bone wings on his back were like two heavenly swords, as if to cut through the universe and cut off the sky.

The void around him became distorted, and there was a rumbling sound in his body, like a wild beast roaring.

"Shura was born, blood stained the blue sky?" Zhan Fenglei raised his brows slightly, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his heart, and then coldly snorted: "What blood stains the blue sky, it's just a peak of the war emperor realm. Even if it is Shura, what big waves can it cause Nothing?"

After all, Zhan Fenglei's eyes fell on the little witch, and the little witch didn't seem to notice, her eyes and mind all fell on Xiao Fan.

"Smelly hooligan, I am the little witch, wake up!" The little witch yelled hoarsely, tears in her beautiful eyes rolling down like crystal clear tears.

She kept getting closer to Xiao Fan, but was thrown into the air by that huge spirit power fluctuation again and again, even if she was able to use the abilities of the Void God Vine and the Seal Gate, Xiao Fan couldn't help it.

The little witch felt that Xiao Fan at this moment had lost herself. If Xiao Fan was not woken up in time, perhaps he would never wake up in his lifetime.

She didn't give up, shouting and shocking, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. At this moment, Xiao Fan's strength was too terrifying.

"Xiao Fan, this is your beloved woman. Can you protect her? The weak will always be the weak. Anyway, you all have to die. I will start with your woman. The Lord Shura is just a monster." Zhan Fenglei laughed wildly, and blasted at the little witch with a violent punch.

The billowing momentum made the void tremble. This time, Zhanfenglei didn't intend to severely injure the little witch, but planned to kill her to completely anger Xiao Fan.

The little witch didn't even look at Zhan Fenglei. She didn't resist. The only thing she wanted to do now was to wake Xiao Fan.

"dead!"

Zhan Fenglei spit out a word indifferently, the domineering fist gun was only three or four feet away from the little witch, and the violent spirit power fluctuated, the little witch who had already shaken coughed up blood.

"Shi Yu!" Ye Shishui roared in the distance, his face was extremely pale, almost going mad.

However, he still failed to take a step for the Ye Family. Zhan Fenglei's strength was too terrifying. If he shot, the entire Ye Family would have to get in, and even if he shot now, it was impossible to save them.

The crowd was also extremely tense, and there was a feeling of being on the scene, as if they were fighting the wind and thunder. However, how can Xiao Fan and the others resist it?

boom!

Seeing that Zhan Fenglei's fist was about to hit the little witch, there was a loud noise, and a **** flash of light cut through the sky, blocking the little witch.

Looking at the scene in the distance, the crowd's eyes widened, all showing incredible colors.

"Hiss~" The sound of inhaling air-conditioning sounded, and the crowd looked infatuatedly into the distance, only to see a figure stretching out a palm, holding Zhanfenglei's fist, no matter how hard Zhanfenglei tried, the palm did not move.

This scene is very strange, like an adult grabbing a child's hand.

However, people don't think so. The one who was caught was the Battle Wind Thunder in the middle of the Battle Saint Realm, and it was not someone else who caught the fist of the Battle Wind Thunder, it was Xiao Fan.

Isn't he the peak of the war emperor? How could it be so powerful and terrifying, how many times stronger than before.

"Smelly hooligan?" The little witch's eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at Xiao Fan tentatively, but Xiao Fan didn't respond to her at all.

She happened to be able to see that Zhan Fenglei had an ugly look on his face, and he spit out two words tremblingly: "Sura?!"