The first five and nineteenth chapters of the **** of war can also be killed
Compared to you, of course I believe in my brother!
brothers?
The voice of the white-robed youth was not loud, but everyone present could hear them clearly, looking at Xiao Fan and the white-robed youth in surprise.
Many people secretly guess, is this young kid also a certain senior?
However, he was obviously only the peak cultivation base of the Battle Saint Realm, not even the Battle God Realm.
"Boss, welcome back!" Xiao Fan grinned and hit the white-robed youth's chest with a fist.
The young man in the white robe was not someone else, it was Ling Feng who had disappeared for several years, but Xiao Fan was puzzled that Mr. Bei was able to send Ling Feng here.
Moreover, it also gave Ling Feng a great good fortune, and the breath radiating from his body made Xiao Fan very jealous. It was clear that Ling Feng had already broken through the God of War realm.
"Haha, the third child, I am finally better than you now." Ling Feng laughed, he naturally saw Xiao Fan's cultivation base at a glance, it was just the peak of the battle sacred realm.
He has now broken through to the God of War realm, and has obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Phoenix of Blood Prison, and he is more confident than Xiao Fan.
"Yeah, I have to look up to you." Xiao Fan smiled.
However, Zhuo Tianhong curled his lips and wondered in his heart: "Even if I am not the opponent of the son, you who have just broken through the God of War realm dare to speak out?"
If it weren't for the extraordinary relationship between Xiao Fan and Ling Feng, Zhuo Tianhong would definitely go directly to Ling Feng to start a battle and try his bottom line.
"It turns out that you are not Senior Tianfeng, just a kid who happened to get the inheritance of Tianfeng, hand over the inheritance of Tianfeng, or wait with me back to the Temple of War, otherwise..." An old man in the Temple of War saw Ling Feng's problem. Sneered suddenly.
The others also looked at Ling Feng with a wicked smile, all the awe from before disappeared, replaced by killing intent.
"Otherwise, what?" Ling Feng looked at these human beings without anger but a smile.
Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and scanned the Temple of War and the cultivators of the Nine Realms Alliance. He found that he still looked at them too highly.
No wonder the war soul continent is not as good as the people of the foreign races, the foreign races have the mind to accommodate the war soul mainland monks, but the war soul mainland monks want to kill each other.
For some reason, Xiao Fan discovered for the first time how sad it was to be a cultivator from the Battle Soul Mainland.
"Haha, this brother, we don't have to fight anymore, right." The alien blood-robed youth laughed and fisted back Nangong Xiaoxiao.
Nangong Xiaoxiao stopped her figure, did not continue to rush up, but looked angrily at the cultivator of the Battle Soul Mainland.
"As long as a few join the blood demon tribe, I promise you that we will not move anything about you, and we can even provide you with training resources. The only requirement is a few loyal blood demon tribes." The blood-robed youth laughed. Looks like watching the show.
"No, they are hateful, but you are even more hateful." Ling Feng said cleanly, "Go away now, I can act as if I haven't seen anything, otherwise, the consequences are at my own risk!"
Mingluo's face became stiff, then she shrugged and Xie Xie smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will only watch the show today, and don't care about everything else."
"Get out!" Ling Feng sipped coldly. In his eyes, no matter how the cultivators of the Battle Soul Continent treat him, it can only be regarded as a family affair at best.
Family ugliness should not be publicized. Although the issue of the Battle Spirit Continent has to be resolved, outsiders are absolutely not allowed to participate.
There was a shadow of prey flashed deep in Ming Luo's eyes, hesitated for a while, and said, "Let's go!"
He felt a strong killing intent from Ling Feng's eyes. Although he didn't believe that Ling Feng could kill him, if everyone in the War Soul Continent stayed outside, they might really stay here.
Seeing that Mingluo was forced away by Ling Feng, all the cultivators in the War Soul Continent showed horror. But Mingluo, the **** son of the Blood Demon tribe, was forced away by him in a few words.
Ling Feng didn't care about everyone's gaze. Instead, he looked at the surrounding monks coldly and said, "Who wants my inheritance? Now I give you a chance to stand up!"
Seeing this scene, Xiao Fan nodded slightly, and Ling Feng did what he thought.
In any case, the real enemy of the Battle Soul Continent is not the cultivator of the Battle Soul Continent, but an alien race, and the contradiction between the cultivator of the Battle Soul Continent, even if life and death are facing each other, should not involve Ming Luo.
Of course, if possible, Xiao Fan doesn't mind leaving Mingluo, but obviously this is impossible. Mingluo's fight with Nangong Xiaoxiao just now is not his true strength at all.
Because he didn't dare to kill people in front of the cultivators of the Battle Soul Continent, for fear of causing public anger.
Huhu!
Suddenly, several figures flashed, appearing not far in front of Ling Feng, looking at Ling Feng indifferently, a scorching light flashed in his eyes.
"It's you who handed over the Tianfeng inheritance yourself, or we will get it ourselves." One of them looked at Ling Feng coldly.
"Today I want to kill people very much." Before Ling Feng could speak, Xiao Fan suddenly stepped forward. Ling Feng originally wanted to stop it, but he felt the murderous aura on Xiao Fan's body and he stopped.
"Killing, it's just a warrior cultivator, who can kill him?" A skinny old man disdainfully said, they are all early powers of the war god, and naturally they are not afraid of Xiao Fan, a person at the peak of the war sage.
"Puff!"
Suddenly, with a soft sound, I saw a stream of light across the sky, and one arm of the skinny old man suddenly fell along his shoulder, at an incredible speed.
"Hiss~" The crowd couldn't help taking a cold breath, all eyes focused on Xiao Fan, only to see that he was holding a sword in his hand, dripping scarlet blood.
That's the God of War Realm. One arm was cut off by a cultivator at the peak of the God of War, and there was no chance to dodge?
Ling Feng also looked at Xiao Fan in surprise. He originally thought he was much better than Xiao Fan. Until now, he found that he still looked down on Xiao Fan too much.
Although he could also do what Xiao Fan did just now, he was in the God of War realm, and he was not only a small difference from Xiao Fan.
"Little bunny, I'm going to kill you!" The skinny old man was extremely angry. He was a dignified God of War, how could he be insulted by a kid in the God of War?
"I just taught you a little lesson, the dignified God of War realm, only knows to insult the cultivators of the war soul mainland, but dare not deal with the aliens, you should kill!" Xiao Fan's tone became colder and colder, and terrible blood bloomed from him.
"Woo~" A roar and wailing sounded, and a terrible **** mist filled Xiao Fan's body, and the cold murderous aura froze into **** ice.
The crowd seemed to see the endless ghost mist screaming, and suddenly became panic. Bloody, solemn, cold, fear, various complex emotions haunted everyone.
Even in the God of War Realm, he felt a breath of death permeating, and he couldn't help but shiver.
The skinny old man only felt cold all over, his body was a little unwilling, and he couldn't take a step.
I saw Xiao Fan walking step by step, looking at him with a cold expression, killing infinitely.
"I'm the God of War Realm, a hero of the War Soul Continent, you can't kill me!" The skinny old man was finally terrified. The other party was obviously only War Holy Realm, but he had a heartfelt fear.
"Her hero? Did the hero of the Battle Soul Continent get it by killing his own people?" Xiao Fan's tone was cold, and he didn't mean to spare him at all.
A person who claims to be a hero of the War Soul Mainland, but can slaughter the cultivators of the War Soul Mainland arbitrarily, how could Xiao Fan agree with such a hero?
With a cold smile, Xiao Fan said, "Today, the God of War will also kill you!"