Chapter Eighty Seven
At this moment, everyone became suffocated and stared at the distance.
That sword was so fast, it was almost to its extreme, and it was unbelievable. Not to mention the invincibility under the gods, it was almost the same.
It is ridiculous that Cangsheng stood still on the spot, his face was covered by a layer of fog, and he could not see the slightest. If he could see it, people would definitely be more surprised.
Because Xiao Cangsheng's eyes were full of disdain, a kind of extreme disdain for Xiao Fan.
Puff!
Seeing that the sword aura was about to slash the smiling people's eyebrows, something happened that made everyone breathe.
I saw Xiao Cangsheng suddenly moved. He stretched out two fingers. The movements seemed very slow, but they were reaching the extreme, beyond the catch of everyone.
When the crowd came back to their senses, they found that the **** of the smiling common man trembled slightly, turning into a ripple covering him.
The sharp sword light slashed on him, unexpectedly bounced away strangely.
"Hiss~" A sound of inhaling air-conditioning sounded, and that powerful sword was actually bounced away?
The crowd knew that Liao Cangsheng was very strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong. This was so strong that it was so strong that such an understatement of defense would fend off the killer blow.
Xiao Fan also condensed slightly. This Laughing Cangsheng was only a soul clone. It was already so strong, so how terrifying was his body?
At the moment, the others stopped breathing one by one, staring at the battle in the distance, shocked in their hearts!
"So strong!" The ancestor Qingfeng's expression flickered, he didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong.
They also frowned at Xiaotianji. The strength of Xiaotianji obviously exceeded their expectations.
"It can be shocked for thousands of years, and has been the divine leader of the common people's kingdom, how can his strength be poor?" In the distance, Gu Ruochen was not surprised, "It is not so easy to kill him."
"If I can't kill even a clone, what else should I use to fight against the laughing people?" Xiao Fan's face became cold and his body quickly followed.
He is not a person who gives up easily. If Xiao Cangsheng can't even get this ability, then he is really not qualified to control the huge common people's kingdom.
Xiao Fan stepped on Taixuanshen's foot and walked at a speed as if he was teleporting. He appeared in front of Xiao Cangsheng. The Shura sword shot a sharp light and stabbed it out fiercely.
The speed is incredible, and it bursts out with an invincible aura, even the void has been punched out of a hole.
With a puff, the Shura sword slashed on the ripples, and the ripples trembled, slowly approaching the inside, the surrounding sword aura roared, and the world would pierce through it, extremely terrifying.
However, the ripple was still blocked, even if it was suppressed, Xiao Fan's sword still did not break.
"Reincarnation of life and death!"
The Shura sword in Xiao Fan's hand trembled again, and a gray stream of light emerged from the tip of the sword. All the powers merged in one spot, violently impacting ripples.
Puff!
With a crisp sound, the Shura sword finally broke through the ripples, and his speed was like lightning. His body quickly leaned forward, pointing directly at the center of the smiling people's eyebrows.
Cang!
At this moment, a hand shadow flashed, and suddenly grabbed Xiao Fan's Shura sword. No, to be precise, the Shura sword was clamped, and the Shura sword made a trembling sound, as if angry.
The crowd was dumbfounded, and was blocked again. A sword at such a close distance was actually caught by two smiling people's fingers?
How fast can this be done, and the power is very comparable.
The Asura Hall is a leader in strength and speed, but in front of the laughing people, it turns out to be like a child.
"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that people are a little too close." The faint voice of Laughing Cangsheng sounded, and the fog on his face slowly disappeared, revealing an old face.
"Really?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, turned his palm again, and shot out two sword lights. The sword aura of the Shura sword was so sharp that even the cold iron could be cut off, not to mention the flesh.
With a whistle, the two severed fingers flew up. At the same time, Laughing Cangsheng retreated quickly, and at the same time, he wanted to catch the two severed fingers.
"You don't need to take the broken things back anymore." Xiao Fan smiled faintly, and his speed increased again, which was several times faster than before.
With a bang, the two broken fingers exploded, leaving nothing behind.
Xiao Cangsheng's face sank, how he didn't know that Xiao Fan had just deliberately shown the enemy to be weak, he did not explode his full strength at all.
"He hides his strength?" The crowd was also surprised.
The speed at which Xiao Fan used his sword just now was much faster than the speed at which Xiao Cangsheng used it, so Xiao Fan had **** cut off.
"Hmph!" Laughing Cangsheng gave a cold snort, and quickly retreated to the back. He found that Xiao Fan was stronger than he thought.
"You pretend to be too big!" Xiao Fan grinned.
The Shura sword swallowed countless sword qi, tearing everything apart, and this space seemed to be unable to withstand his coercion, and a gray streamer bloomed, instantly flooding the surrounding hundreds of feet.
"Life and death Huangquan Road!"
With a soft drink of inheritance, the gray road to death reappeared. Perhaps this road could not help laughing people, but the key is to wipe out the vitality in laughing people.
The flesh body that laughed at the common people was already very old, and it won't take long for him to seize other flesh bodies to continue to survive.
With Xiao Fan's calculation now, the last bit of life in his body was almost wiped out by Xiao Fan.
The strength that Xiao Fan showed before was not his true strength. Otherwise, could Xiao Cangsheng stand motionless and stop Xiao Fan's attack?
Obviously it is impossible, even if he stabbed that sword, it is not his limit speed and attack power.
Therefore, Xiao Cangsheng was able to clamp Xiao Fan's sword with **** so easily, giving the surrounding crowd a shock, proving that Liao Cangsheng was extremely powerful.
But how could he think that Xiao Fan hadn't thought of confronting him head-on from the beginning, he just wanted to wipe out the vitality in his body.
Killing Xiao Cangsheng was more than a short time, but it was much easier for Xiao Fan to wipe out his physical vitality.
If he really wants to use full speed, Xiao Fan's speed is much faster than just now, after all, his Asura God Wing hasn't been used yet.
"Boy, you **** it!" The smiling people looked at Xiao Fan with a grin, his figure flashed, and he rushed out of the Yellow Spring Road of life and death in an instant.
From this point alone, it can be seen that Xiao Cangsheng is much stronger than the peak of the ordinary God of War, and it is not at the same level.
Changing to the peak of the general God of War realm, it is almost impossible to escape the death cycle, but Xiao Cangsheng did it easily.
"If you want to kill, you don't want to talk about it. With a single soul clone, it can exist for tens of thousands of years. I have to say that you laugh at the common people." This bladder.
"This God Lord has said long ago that you don't have any good stuff in this vein." Laughing Cangsheng's face was cold, and his voice fell, and he directly patted Xiao Fan with his hands.
"You're nothing more than that, just a tomb thief." Xiao Fan calmly, his body soaring upright, the whole body is full of sword energy.