Chapter 1989: Time

Chapter 189 of the Profound Meaning of Time

Xiao Fan's eyes had been staring at Shen Wuxin, and a weird color flashed deep in his eyes. This Shen Wuxin regarded the corpse of the elder as a **** endless, which was really ridiculous.

But having said that, if he didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, perhaps he had already fought Shen Wuxin at this moment.

After all, he came to Shura Mountain for the sake of King Shura's inheritance.

God had no intention to quickly search around the body of the elder, but his expression became more anxious, because he did not find the so-called Asura inheritance.

At this moment, Xiao Fan's soul clone came out from the side hall and merged with Xiao Fan.

A faint smile appeared on his face. The contents of the eight side halls had been emptied by Xiao Fan. He also got the mark of the mountain **** he wanted, and the blood curse of the Yueren tribe could be solved.

"Impossible, how could there be no, how could there be no?!" Shen Wuxin's expression became harder to look.

He searched this place all over, and he saw nothing other than the Mora sword, let alone the so-called Shura King inheritance.

"It must be in the side hall!" Shen Wuxin's eyes suddenly turned to the eight side halls, and then his figure flashed into one of them.

However, there was nothing inside, and almost everything was taken away by Xiao Fan.

Shen Wuxin scanned the eight side halls in a row, not to mention the inheritance of King Shura, there was no hair.

"It's you, you got the inheritance of King Shura!" Shen Wuxin's cold eyes suddenly turned to Xiao Fan, revealing endless madness.

"I've been standing here, do you think I will get the inheritance of King Shura?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes.

Just now, in order to prevent God from unintentionally framing him, he deliberately only allowed the soul clone to enter the side hall, and the body had been standing motionless in the center of the hall.

Facts have proved that Xiao Fan is correct!

However, Shen Wuxin didn't think so, his face turned a bit hideous, and he walked towards Xiao Fan step by step, staring at Xiao Fan coldly, and said coldly: "Hand over the inheritance of King Shura, I will spare you not to die! "

"Forgive me for not dying?" Xiao Fan's expression was slightly condensed. He didn't expect that Shen Wuxin would be so domineering. Did he really think he was a soft persimmon?

"Lastly give you a chance!" Shen Wuxin has already determined that Xiao Fan has taken the inheritance of King Shura, but no matter how Xiao Fan argues.

Even if Xiao Fan didn't take the inheritance of King Shura, he was also unwilling. He only got a sword, but Xiao Fan got the things in the eight side halls.

Xiao Fan's face was dark and fearless and said: "The opportunity is won by yourself, not given by others. If you want to break your promise, I will accompany you!"

Let alone God Wuxin, even the Asura Mountain Master is not afraid, unless Shen Wuxin has really taken the last step of the God of War Realm and reached the God of Heaven Realm.

Only then did he realize that, fortunately, he had saved his hand. He recovered from his injury before. If he wants to fight, he can fight as much as he wants.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!" Shen Wuxin said coldly.

With a wave of his hand, the sword beams headed towards Xiao Fan, a terrifying storm of sword energy swept across the entire hall, and the force of strangulation seemed to be unbearable even in the void.

Xiao Fan's face sank slightly and he let out a cold snort, a sword enchantment suddenly appeared all over his body, blocking all the sword energy.

"kill!"

Shen Wuxin yelled angrily, and had no plan to stop there. He had not been passed on by the Shura King, and he was almost crazy, raising his hand and cutting it with a sword.

When he came to this world, he had full confidence in the inheritance of King Shura. If he returned empty-handed, he would not be reconciled, and his people would also look down on him.

You know, he is a genius who is known to be a rare genius for the Asura royal family. If he only took this Mora sword back, it would be a joke for the entire Asura royal family.

Xiao Fan's body was like Qingyan, retreating towards the outside of the hall.

"You can't escape!" Shen Wuxin's body moved closer quickly, extremely fast.

Xiao Fan only felt an incomparably terrifying strangling force surging, and the sword energy in the void was vertical and horizontal, almost blocking all his retreat.

"Escape? Do I have to escape?"

Xiao Fan sneered, but he wanted to see how Shen Wuxin, one of the three great sons of the Heaven and Earth Prison, was compared to Xiao Tianji and Gu Ruochen.

The Shura sword quivered slightly, and the sound of the sword whistle resounded through the void, and the sword energy rippled and collided fiercely with the sword energy erupting from Shen Wuxin.

Then his body quickly retreated, and Shen Wuxin quickly followed up.

Outside, Jian Luo and the others had been waiting quietly, suddenly felt the fluctuations in the hall, and everyone's expressions sank slightly.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, two figures shot out from the hall in an instant, and then, sharp sword energy swept the void.

"The son!" Jian Luo and the others were shocked. They didn't expect Xiao Fan and Shen Wuxin to fight.

"Kill them! Don't leave one!" Shen Wuxin screamed, and the Moro sword in his hand danced faster and faster, constantly approaching Xiao Fan, trying to kill Xiao Fan here.

Shen Wuxin's subordinates didn't hesitate at all when they heard this, they all rushed to Jian Luo and the others.

"It's a'not one'! The shamelessness of the Asura royal family, Xiao Mou can be seen today." Xiao Fan also became murderous, and his sword aura became more fierce and fierce.

Breaking through to the current realm, only a genius at the level of Shen Wuxin can make him feel a kind of pressure.

The Shura sword in his hand changed faster and faster, and the endless fire around his body was surging. As the long sword danced, a large flame waved and blocked the square.

"Years are eternal!"

God Wuxin let out a soft drink, and a sword slammed down angrily. The white sword light illuminates the sky. This sword seems to be slow, but it is reaching its extreme.

"Time is righteous?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and he stepped on Tai Xuan Shen to flicker back, and a storm surged in his heart.

The profound meaning of time, those are the most mysterious powers of the profound meaning. It is rumored that when the profound meaning is completed, it can temporarily change the flow of time within the range.

Of course, this is just a rumor, but understanding the meaning of time is equivalent to owning the speed of time, which is definitely not empty talk.

With a chuckle, Xiao Fan's shoulder flew out of blood. He had realized that the second stage of Taixuan Shen's wandering step was no longer weaker than the early days of the gods, but he was still hit by this sword.

Xiao Fan finally saw the power and horror of God Wuxin. In this world, people who can understand the profound meaning of time are absolutely rare.

"Streaming years!"

Shen Wuxin gave another soft drink. He would not give Xiao Fan a chance to breathe. He raised his hand to a palm. This palm seemed very ordinary, but the strange thing was that everything in this space became very slow. .

In fact, it is not really changing time, and it cannot be done by time alone, unless you understand the legendary law.

However, this kind of limiting the speed of others and improving one's own speed has the same effect as changing time.

From a distance, Xiao Fan's movements seemed to become slow, and his body seemed to be fettered and restrained.

Facing this palm, Xiao Fan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, which not only contained the profound meaning of time, but also acquired supernatural powers, which was extremely powerful.

"Royal!"

Xiao Fan did not hesitate to mobilize the power of Xiaotiandi to display his supernatural powers, and within a short time, a destructive force erupted from Xiao Fan's body.

The frozen void and palms suddenly shattered, and Xiao Fan's body moved freely, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Supernatural power? You are not the only one!" God smiled indifferently, with a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth.