Chapter 1786: Kneel and talk

Chapter One Seven Eighty Six

Xiao Fan looked at a few people indifferently, and slowly stepped towards the sky, carrying the Divine Slaughter Knife in his hand, like a **** of murder, his whole body was murderous and violent.

The crowd all looked at Zhan Tian Xia Wu people weirdly. Are these people all those who do not live or die?

Didn't Xiao Fan also fight Xiaotianlong and the five-world powerhouses at the pinnacle level of the gods, and also killed Xiaotianlong, and the other four powerhouses were also forced away.

Is it possible that the five of you are better than the five of Xiaotianlong?

In Zhan Tianxia, ​​they naturally don't care about the eyes of the crowd. In their opinion, the crowd is not worthy of them.

"Hmph, Xiao Fan, I knew you were arrogant, what last words do you have!" Facing Xiao Fan's momentum, the black-robed old man not only did not fear, but walked up.

The crowd couldn't help looking at the black-robed old man in surprise, and some people said to themselves, is this old man so powerful that he dares to single out Xiao Fan?

It's no wonder that the black robe old man is so disdainful, but they have five peaks of the God of War, and there are almost no opponents under the gods.

It would be weird if even Xiao Fan couldn't kill him.

He had always heard that Xiao Fan was very strong and weird, but that was just heard. Until now, the old man in black robes has never seen such a perverted character.

"I want to take your sacrificial sword." Xiao Fan spit out coldly.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan instantly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the black-robed old man, with a sacred sword bursting out of dozens of feet, like an aurora.

He shot swiftly and mercilessly, almost incredible.

"What?" The black-robed old man was horrified, Xiao Fan's speed was too terrifying, even if he was the peak power of God of War, he was not as fast as Xiao Fan.

In a hurry, the black-robed old man quickly retreated towards the back. He only saw a curve of Xiao Fan's mouth, and his dark eyes showed endless coldness.

He reacted quickly, but how could he retreat as fast as Xiao Fan?

With a chuckle, the sword qi directly penetrated the chest of the black robe old man, and directly broke his stomach.

"It turned out to be a stupid bird, who was so arrogant just now! I scared the little master, I thought he was the legendary god."

"I also thought he was so powerful that he was killed by a spike?! Is this old guy always confused?"

"This old thing, I really don't know where his courage comes from, don't you know that Xiao Fan just killed two people at the peak level of the God of War?"

The cultivators all around were slightly startled at first, then all showed contempt and began to talk unscrupulously.

"Puff!" The black-robed old man spit out several mouthfuls of blood, firstly he was really injured, but secondly he was angry with those people.

However, he was also very uncomfortable, Xiao Fan's strength exceeded his expectations.

He finally knew why Zhan Tianxia was so afraid of Xiao Fan. This strength was indeed much stronger than them.

"As I said, you can't underestimate Xiao Fan, but you don't believe it! Now you know that you have suffered?" Zhan Tianxia smiled coldly.

He suffered many losses in Xiao Fan's hands, and now he saw that other experts in the Temple of War could not get any benefits from Xiao Fan's hands.

The other three's faces were ugly to the extreme, and they were also a little grateful. Fortunately, it was not themselves who had just shot, otherwise their fate would be like an old man in a black robe.

"Let's go together." The few people quickly came back to their senses. It's not the time to watch the show. If the black-robed old man dies, the four of them may not be opponents.

"Kill!" Zhan Tianxia was the first to recover. He was also the person who most wanted to kill Xiao Fan. Because of the existence of Fate, the relationship between him and Xiao Fan was destined to be the result of endless death.

"It's another group of things looking for death." Xiao Fan looked cold, and he picked the God Sword in his hand, and the river bloomed. As the black robe old man's pupils contracted, the blade light directly tore him to pieces.

Xiao Fan didn't really want to kill just now, otherwise, the four God of War realm powerhouses around Xiao Tianlong had already died.

However, Xiao Fan would not be merciful to the cultivators of Zhan Tianxia and the Temple of War God, not to mention that they may have been controlled by Zhan Samsara, even if they wanted to die by themselves, Xiao Fan could not let them go.

Xiao Fan and the Temple of War are destined to be enemies, not friends.

"Roar~"

Xiao Fan circulated the blood of the dragon and roared up to the sky. A huge blood dragon appeared behind him, the sound of the dragon, shaking the world, and mighty.

The pupils of Zhan Tianxia rushing towards Xiao Fan trembled violently, and the peak of the other three great wars also showed fear.

Only then did they realize that they had not only underestimated Xiao Fan, but had been too conceited.

At this moment, they found that they were completely unable to move.

"Seven Types of Slaughter God!"

Xiao Fan slashed out again, and the violent river of swords instantly flooded the four of them. The four of them struggled and were finally able to move, but the flesh and blood on his body had already begun to be cut by the sword.

"Ah~" The heart-piercing screams sounded, and the few people had no intention of fighting at all, and they turned around and prepared to flee away.

Because of the death of the black robe old man, Xiao Fan has become synonymous with fear in the hearts of several people.

With a puff, Xiao Fan raised his hand with a knife, and an arm of Zhan Tianxia flew out, and then suddenly exploded, turning into a piece of blood, reddening the void.

Before Zhan Tianxia came back to his senses, Xiao Fan's Tu Shendao was placed on Zhan Tianxia's neck.

The other three paled in fright, turned and prepared to leave.

"Who flees, who dies!" Xiao Fan's domineering voice sounded.

When the three people heard the words, they actually stopped their figure, and looked at Xiao Fan in fear. They ran over to kill Xiao Fan, but they didn't expect this to happen.

"Xiao Fan, Rao, spare me!" Zhan Tianxia looked at Xiao Fan tremblingly, his eyes full of fear.

"Kneel down and talk!"

Xiao Fan gave a cold drink, raised a gold needle and penetrated into Zhan Tianxia's body, directly sealing his divine power sea, then withdrew the Tu Shendao, kicked Zhan Tianxia to the ground.

With a bang, Zhan Tianxia smashed into the ground fiercely, splashing countless dust.

After a short while, the dust dissipated, and only then did it reveal the figure inside, but the extremely embarrassed fighting world, actually kneeling in the ruins, not even daring to lift his head.

The other three cultivators in the Temple of War were extremely embarrassed. At this time, Xiao Fan moved again, took out three golden needles, and penetrated them into the three of them.

The expressions of the three of them changed drastically, and they came back to their senses, regretting to the extreme in their hearts.

If they ran away just now, Xiao Fan would definitely not kill them, but now, Xiao Fan has sealed their cultivation base. If they want to kill them, it is as simple as killing a chicken.

"Deputy Hall Master of the God of War?" Xiao Fan sneered and looked at Zhan Tianxia with contempt. He suddenly felt that killing Zhan Tianxia had dirty his hands.

A person with no bones is not worthy of Xiao Fan to deal with him.

However, Xiao Fan still didn't let go of his plan to fight the world. He framed himself twice and almost fell into his hands several times.

If it were not for his own fate, he might have already died.

Moreover, the death of Xue Wujue has something to do with Zhan Tianxia. If it weren't for him to stop himself and others outside Wang Gu Tian Du and destroy the teleportation formation, Xiao Fan and the others would definitely be able to escape the disaster of God.

Once you escape, the blood will not have to die!

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan's killing intent became stronger and stronger, and the eyes that looked at Zhan Tianxia turned scarlet.