Chapter One Seven Two One Against Three
As Xiao Fan looked at the distant World War II, Zhan Tianxia's gaze was also swept away, his scarlet eyes were glowing with bloodthirsty cold, and he said coldly, "Xiao Fan, anyway, you must die today!"
"Perhaps you are the one who died." Xiao Fan looked indifferent.
He doesn't care if he is fighting the world's fate, with his current strength, he has no fear of fighting the world.
"Hall Master, it seems that you are really his fate." Jian Luo laughed, transcribing.
"Is it funny?" Xiao Fan shrugged and said, Zhan Tianxia is also the peak of the God of War, if possible, Xiao Fan didn't want to fight a group of peaks of the God of War.
"It's not that it's funny, it's that the Lord of the Palace is now in the upper hand. Those who are killed are protected by heaven and earth. At least, it is very difficult for Zhan Tianxia to kill the Lord. On the contrary, it is very easy for the Lord to kill him. Luo quickly shook his head and explained seriously.
"I only believe in myself, not in heaven and earth." Xiao Fan shook his head, he didn't believe in the blessing of heaven and earth.
Zhan Huangtian is a blessed person, but if he wants to kill him, he can do it, just suffer some torture.
Similarly, oneself is certainly the fate of Zhan Tianxia, but Zhan Tianxia can also kill himself, and there is no room for sloppy.
"The Lord's words are right, the fate of the robbery is too mysterious, the monks of my generation are going against the sky, how can God protect those who go against him." Jian Luo nodded in agreement.
"You have such a feeling that it is not far to break through the peak of God of War." Xiao Fan smiled.
This is exactly what he thought in his heart. The monks are all going against the sky, how can they be blessed by the sky and the earth? This is a paradox.
The two exchanged quickly, Xiao Fan took out the Shura sword, looked at the opposite Zhan Tianxia coldly, and said without looking back: "You have no problem dealing with the two?"
"No problem." Jian Luo nodded affirmatively. He is now getting closer and closer to the peak of the God of War, just in need of sharpening.
He could easily resist a peak of the God of War, and the pressure on him from two peaks of the God of War increased a lot, but there was still no problem blocking it.
Xiao Fan smiled knowingly, his body changed for a while, and turned into his original appearance. The Shura sword pointed at Zhan Tianxia and said: "Zhan Tianxia, this time, you can't escape."
"Humph!" Zhan Tianxia let out a cold snort, and took the lead in culling Xiao Fan.
After knowing that Xiao Fan was his fate, Zhan Tianxia only wanted to kill Xiao Fan immediately. Xiao Fan's growth rate was really terrifying.
In just over a year, from a person he dismissed, he became a person who could be on the same level as him.
In time, he really couldn't be Xiao Fan's opponent, after all, he had already missed the best opportunity to kill Xiao Fan.
He is not working hard now, and Zhan Tianyi and others are estimated to be even more not working hard, let alone now that the three of them deal with one person together, what is there to be afraid of?
The gap between the peak of the God of War and the late stage of the God of War is not generally strong.
"Futu Tianxia!" Zhan Tianxia appeared in front of Xiao Fan instantly, a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slammed down.
In an instant, blood-colored thunder and lightning spread and opened, sword aura and thunder and lightning merged, the void was torn apart, and a huge black hole appeared, and the power of ten percent of thunder and lightning was revealed.
At the same time, the other two peak powers of the God of War also came from the other two directions, blocking Xiao Fan's path.
Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and Shura Divine Wing suddenly appeared behind him. Shura's blood was boiling, and he did not dare to underestimate the power of the three great gods.
"The moment is eternal!"
Xiao Fan didn't retreat but moved forward. When the Asura sword trembled, a sharp pike burst out of him, like an aurora piercing the sky, and time and space stopped at this moment.
fast! Unimaginable fast!
This sword is the sublimation of Xiao Fan's combat skills in the instant Fanghua, and the speed of light has surpassed the peak of the God of War.
Xiao Fan didn't believe in fate, even if he really fought against the fate of the world, he still had to go all out.
Seeing that sword glow bloomed, Zhan Tianxia's pupils trembled slightly, and quickly flashed to the side. It has to be said that Zhan Tianxia is also a figure who has experienced many battles and can capture the danger in the dark.
Xiao Fan's sword directly broke through the **** thunder and lightning, and the sword aura rubbed Zhan Tianxia's shoulders, a splash of blood, where the wound was, there was a destructive force that was consuming the vitality of Zhan Tianxia.
"Death Profound Truth?" Zhan Tianxia's expression changed slightly, and he quickly urged the Thunder Profound Truth to wipe out the mysterious power.
At this moment, the other two powerhouses also approached Xiao Fan, and the two of them shot at the same time, with their swords blasting in a fierce manner.
Xiao Fan didn't collide with them head-on, and stepped on Tai Xuan Shen's wandering steps and instantly disappeared in place.
He doesn't think that he can fight against the peak powers of the three great gods at the same time. He must quickly solve one of them. When that time comes, he will be much easier if he faces two of them.
"puff!"
The Shura sword in Xiao Fan's hand was pierced, and there was a chill. Originally, this sword Xiao Fan was going to smash the soul and fate of the world.
However, at a critical time, he once again avoided the killing blow by virtue of his spiritual sense.
Fighting sometimes requires talent and experience. As the deputy head of the Temple of War, Zhan Tianxia is good in both aspects, at least much better than ordinary monks of the same rank.
"Really thunderous!"
With a sword pierced through Xiao Fan's body, Zhan Tianxia roared in horror, thunder and lightning appeared all over his body, turning into a **** thunder and lightning and flooding the void.
Xiao Fan was hit by a few thunder and lightning, his clothes shattered, and his flesh and blood exploded. He quickly withdrew the Asura sword and retreated to the rear.
Facing the war against the world head-on, Xiao Fan still chose to avoid his edge. After all, the peak of the two world wars not far away was much more dangerous than fighting the world.
However, what surprised Xiao Fan was that the other two God of War realms had no plans to confront him head-on, they just wanted to attack him.
In this way, as long as he be careful of their sneak attacks, he will be fine. His true opponent is only Zhan Tianxia. Because he is Zhan Tianxia Fate, he will be so desperate.
After all, there are still a few people helping him this time, and if you meet Xiao Fan alone next time, it will be really troublesome.
"What are you guys trying to do? Let's go together!" Zhan Tian yelled angrily when he fought Jian Luo in the distance.
Although Zhan Tianxia's strength is good, it is definitely not Xiao Fan's opponent. You can see a lot from the two encounters just now and two injuries.
The two looked at each other, and finally killed them. If Zhan Tianxia died, their guilt would not be small.
Suddenly, two violent breaths locked onto Xiao Fan, and the sword light appeared, sweeping the entire void.
A cold light flashed in the depths of Zhan Tianxia's icy eyes, and he said in a cold voice, "When Xiao Fan is killed, you will look good in this hall!"
"kill!"
One of them shouted angrily, slashed with a sword in the air, and practiced with a sword qi of tens of meters long, dividing the void into two halves. When the sword qi stirred, the void was also annihilated.
Xiao Fan frowned when he saw this. If the two great powers of the **** realm also went all out, he would really be in trouble.
"Kill one first, let's talk about it." Xiao Fan came back to his senses and made a decision in his heart. His eyes were like falcons, scanning the three of them.