Chapter 1 698
Xiao Fan didn't care too much about Murong Mingyue's death. As the Ten Great Evildoers, he was already a bad name. At this time, he was only thinking about running away by chance, which made Xiao Fan too disappointed.
If the War Soul Continent were people like Murong Mingyue, they would have already perished.
"Three brothers, Murong Mingyue is dead, this kid was saved in vain." Guan Xiaoqi appeared in front of Xiao Fan.
"At this time, I still think about running away. I deserve it if I die. Anyway, keeping it is a waste." Ling Feng looked indifferent, "But now the situation is not optimistic, the people from the Temple of War actually shot us!"
"Is there anything they can't do?" Xiao Fan said coldly, paused, and then said in a condensed voice: "But I really underestimated them, there are such powerful archers in the Temple of War."
"Third brother, don't worry, these people will leave it to me, I guarantee that none of them dare to put a cold arrow behind." Guan Xiaoqi promised, patting his chest.
"Are you sure?" Xiao Fan showed a trace of worry as he swung his long sword quickly, and several blood gods of the Five Changed God of War were killed by him.
Although he hasn't really broken through the late stage of the God of War realm, his strength is no longer weaker than the God of Nine Changes, even if the God of War is complete, he dare to fight hard.
"Don't worry." Guan Xiaoqi smiled confidently and suddenly said towards the void: "Brothers, follow me!"
When the voice fell, what surprised everyone was that at the feet of Guan Xiaoqi, suddenly, the spirit of the surrounding spirit surged and turned into a huge firebird that appeared at his feet out of thin air. With his wings spread, he took Guan Xiaoqi with him. Swept to the rear.
"Spirit Race Elf Firebird?" Jian Luo was slightly surprised. Before, he dismissed the strength of Xiao Fan's subordinates, but now, Xiao Fan has brought him too many surprises.
The spirit race has disappeared for thousands of years, but it appears again. Seeing that the elf firebird is not low in rank, it has become Guan Xiaoqi's mount, and Guan Xiaoqi's status in the spirit race is not low.
The most important thing was that Guan Xiaoqi was still Xiao Fan's brother, and when he saw the amethyst thunder beast in the distance, Jian Luo's eyes on Xiao Fan changed again.
The Amethyst Thunder Beast was once a warrior's mount, but now it seems to be controlled by Brother Xiao Fan.
At this moment, several arrowheads suddenly appeared in the rear. This time, the arrowheads locked onto Xiao Fan and the others, and the speed was extremely fast.
As soon as Xiao Fan and the others were about to retreat, Void unexpectedly shot out several arrow feathers, rushing straight to the sword rainbows, and then they all collided.
Moreover, this was just the beginning. In the next moment, dozens of streamers sprang out from the void, and the speed was a little faster than before. They disappeared into the sky in an instant and disappeared.
After a breath, thousands of miles away, there was a burst of explosions, and a burst of fire burst into the sky.
"The rumors of the ubiquity of spirit races seem to be true." A smile finally appeared on Xiao Fan's face. It was impossible for the people in the Temple of War God to release cold arrows when Xiao Qi was there.
"Everyone will fight quickly." Xiao Fan said to everyone, his body was suddenly divided into nine, in addition to the body, there were eight more soul clones.
"Don't worry, son, see how I slaughter them!" Zhuo Tianhong laughed arrogantly. In his eyes, these blood gods are all great tonic.
Last time I was taught by Xiao Fan, this time Zhuo Tianhong had to act decisively and swiftly a lot. The eight tentacles turned into eight divine swords, and the shadow of the sword was full of void.
Xiao Fan didn't have any mercy at all. Now, every time he kills the Blood God Army, he will reduce his danger to the Battle Soul Continent by one point in the future.
Of course, Xiao Fan also knew that it was not the middle-level and bottom-level forces that ultimately determined the future of the Battle Soul Continent, but the highest-level forces.
These middle stages of the God of War realm, replaced by the Samsara and the Nine Nether Demon God, can also be crushed at will.
If you want to expel the alien race from the Battle Soul Continent, the only possibility is to kill the Nine Nether Demon God, but it is not so easy to kill the Nine Nether Demon God.
But for the time being, there is only so much that Xiao Fan can do.
Time slowly passed, and there were countless blood gods who died under Xiao Fan's hands. The ground had long been stained red with blood, and the bones were everywhere, especially bloody.
However, the number of the Blood God Army has not decreased, but has increased, at first it was only about one hundred, but now it has reached three or four hundred.
With the addition of several other directions, the number of the Blood God Army has reached thousands of people, and Xiao Fan and the others are facing increasing pressure.
Although the ancient monks rescued a lot, they also died a lot. Even the top ten evildoers level characters died two.
"The third child, Dugu Xiangting and Feng Qianxi are dead." Ling Feng spoke to Xiao Fan, "Now that there are more and more blood gods, how long will it take for Yingfeng to arrive."
"Hold on for half a cup of tea!" Xiao Fan took a deep breath.
He looked up, but he saw Zhan Huangtian and Ye Guyou become completely crazy, Feng Qianxi's death hit them hard, and Xiao Fan finally saw the terrifying side of Zhan Huangtian.
Xiao Fan didn't know if he should be grateful for Feng Qianxi's death. If Feng Qianxi was still alive, Zhan Huangtian would not be so crazy.
"War is so cruel!" Xiao Fan thought to himself.
The powerful side of the Blood God Army made Xiao Fan very helpless, even if he killed the same rank as an ant, but the number of the Blood God Army was too many to kill.
Moreover, the strength of the Blood God Army who rushed to the later stage was getting stronger and stronger.
But he had to delay half a cup of tea. The crazy wolf and the others needed half a cup of tea to gather here. With Xiao Fan as a person, it was impossible for him to give up his brother.
"It's almost time for half a cup of tea." Xiao Fan muttered to himself.
Suddenly, his eight soul clones suddenly withdrew towards the rear and got busy in the sea of corpses below.
At the same time, Xiao Fan's murderous aura became more glamorous, blood stained his black robe, and the Shura sword spread across it, dripping with scarlet blood, especially bloody.
"kill!"
Xiao Fan let out a cold voice, his body turned into a phantom, rushing into the blood **** army, wherever he passed, a piece of blood swayed, and pieces of meat flew across.
He is like a killing machine, crushing the Quartet, everyone is killed by his sword.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help taking a breath, the speed of killing was like harvesting wheat, easy.
The Blood God Army, who has always been known for its ferocious name, also showed fear at this moment.
Some people are even more sluggish in place, watching Xiao Fan slaughter!
He was like a **** of death who had come to the world, fierce and mighty, harvesting the lives of the soldiers of the blood god, and a rain of corpses fell in the void.
"Trap him!"
A loud shout came from the crowd, and several powerful breaths swept across, ten black-robed men flashed, trapping Xiao Fan in the center.
"Nine Changed God of War?" Xiao Fan stopped, looking at the surrounding ten people with a cold expression.
"Sun and Moon Sword Formation!" One of the black-robed men exploded and shouted, ten men shot out their swords at the same time, and the sword aura shot across the sky, condensing into a sword aura enchantment, trapping Xiao Fan in the center.