Chapter 2355: Murderer's Fury

Rumble! There was a burst of terrible collisions in the void, and dozens of ancient gods of the ancient spirit sect were all shrouded in those vortexes.

Everyone only felt a threat of death lingering and lingering.

"No, go back!" Zhu Tianxiu roared, and he was shocked to find that he could not help the black vortex, but the black vortex continued to tear his body and soul, extremely terrifying.

He was struggling to attack the black vortex that trapped him, trying to escape, but found that it was as muddy and difficult to move.

"How is it possible!" Zhu Tianxiu was so frightened, how did he know that Xiao Fan used the same trick to kill ten or so ancient gods of the Lu Family in seconds.

Even Lu Jinglong broke into it, and if he didn't have a magic weapon armor body, he would have been strangled and turned into mud.

Although Zhu Tianxiu is the pinnacle of the ancient gods, there is still a big gap between him and Lu Jinglong, and he does not have a magic weapon armor protection. How can he be the opponent of these black vortexes?

Zhu Tianxiu raised her head and looked behind her, but saw that the ancient gods of the ancient spirit sect were torn into blood mist one by one. After only one or two breaths, most of them died.

Only he and the other ancient **** realm peak are still reluctantly holding on, but they can't hold on for long.

"Who did you just say I could kill?" Xiao Fan's voice suddenly echoed in Zhu Tianxiu's ears, like the note of death, which made him tremble.

puff!

Before he recovered, a long sword pierced the center of his eyebrows directly, and Zhu Tianxiu's eyes widened, his eyes filled with horror and unwillingness.

He couldn't understand why Xiao Fan, a cultivator who had just broken through the ancient **** realm, was so powerful that he was not even an opponent at the peak of the ancient **** realm.

"Why?" Zhu Tianxiu finally uttered three words, and was shattered by the Shura sword, and his soul was destroyed. Only one godhead remained. This was because Xiao Fan did not want to destroy the godhead.

To death, Zhu Tianxiu never thought that he would die in the hands of a younger monk.

"Because this is the gap." Xiao Fan spit out indifferently. Seeing the death of the last ancient gods peak powerhouse of the Gu Ling Sect, he raised his cold eyes and looked at a Shenzhou in the distance.

Outside, the crowd looked at the dozens of whirlpools in horror, only feeling that their scalp was numb, and the air of death filled the void.

"What kind of magical power is this, how can it be so terrible?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, eyes full of fear.

With a magical power, everyone in the Gu Ling Sect was enveloped in it. Could this kid still want to deal with more than a dozen ancient gods at once?

"Really self-defeating." Some monks sneered and said sarcastically.

How could a person who has just broken through the ancient **** realm be the opponent of a dozen or so ancient gods?

However, the next moment, everyone's voice stopped abruptly, and the needle fell in the audience, and the sound of inhaling air-conditioning resounded through the void.

"Impossible!" The hearts of the crowd trembled, and a chill rose from the soles of their feet, rushing directly to the top of their heads, freezing their souls.

I saw the black vortex disappear one by one in the distance, and everything inside was exposed. However, there was only one figure standing there, and that figure was Xiao Fan.

As for the dozens of Gu Ling Sect who dealt with Xiao Fan, they were all gone.

died?

The crowd gulped, and many people couldn't help rubbing their eyes, thinking they were dazzled.

"The third child, you slap me!" a middle-aged monk tremblingly said.

"Snapped!"

"It hurts! It's true!" The middle-aged cultivator covered his mouth with one hand, staring at the distance with his eyes wide open, his mouth was enough to stuff a duck egg.

The others were not much better, looking at Xiao Fan as if looking at a demon king.

That was more than a dozen ancient gods, and one of them was still the head of the Guling Sect, and was killed by him?

The cultivators in the audience were silent, and the needle falling could be heard, but there was a stormy sea in their hearts, and Xiao Fan's horror rose to a terrifying level in everyone's hearts.

"How could it be!" Lu Wuchen murmured in the distance, his eyes trembling violently.

He could see at a glance that Xiao Fan's cultivation was only in the middle stage of the Ancient God Realm, but Xiao Fan's strength was much more terrifying than he thought.

If he fights against Xiao Fan now, he is completely unsure, at least, he can't kill more than a dozen ancient gods in such an understatement.

The cultivators of Xuan Tie Sword Sect trembled, and Xuan Gu Jian's heart twitched fiercely, and he couldn't accept the scene before him.

When everyone was shocked by Xiao Fan's terrifying strength, Xiao Fan suddenly raised the Shura sword in his hand and slashed at the place where the Ancient Spirit Sect monk was.

"Inverse chaos."

Xiao Fan whispered, the sword energy against chaos surging out, covering the sky and sun, instantly enshrouding the ancient spirit sect's Shenzhou ships.

The ancient gods of the ancient spirit sect are all dead, how can these cultivators in the gods of the sky and below be Xiao Fan's opponent.

Suddenly, the screams were endless, echoing in the sky, but Xiao Fan's eyes did not show any waves or emotions.

If you dare to destroy Youyun Mansion, you must be prepared to be killed. In this cannibal world, if you want to eat people, you must be prepared to be eaten. The reason is that simple.

There were thousands of those people, but Xiao Fan didn't even move his eyelids when he killed them.

What are these people compared to the millions of monks in City One?

After a few breaths, the screams finally came to Xiao Fan, and the Niluan Jianqi gradually subsided, but none of the Guling Sect monks remained.

There, only a blood-stained sky dome was particularly dazzling.

"Kill the god!" The crowd sucked in air, all shocked by Xiao Fan's murderousness again.

Killing thousands of people with a single sword, without blinking their eyelids, this murderousness is too terrifying, they have never seen a person so fierce.

The crowd knows that although these people are not all of the Gulin Sect, they are definitely the elite force of the Gulin Sect. Now these people are all dead, and the Gulin Sect is not far away.

Monk Xuantian Jianzong only felt his scalp numb, and his whole body was trembling violently from cold head to toe.

Who said Xiao Fan could not beat their dozens of ancient gods? With the strength he just demonstrated, one person and one sword are enough!

Suddenly, Xiao Fan's icy eyes suddenly turned to where the Xuantian Sword Sect was, killing all violently, and even the look in his eyes gave people a tingling feeling.

"Now it's your turn!" Xiao Fan said coldly, and walked towards the cultivator of Xuantian Sword Sect.

He paced in the air, there should be no sound, but in the silence, his footsteps swayed in everyone's hearts like a divine thunder.

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Xiao Fan.

One person, one sword, destroying one case, this strength is also terrifying.

The wrath of killing gods, countless creatures bleed!

The killing **** was angry, blood flowed into a river, stained the sky!

"This guy is simply the Murder King." The crowd was terrified, and a kind of fear lingered in their hearts.

Seeing Xiao Fan walking towards Xuantian Sword Sect again, everyone's hearts were chilled. Could this guy destroy one faction first, and is he still preparing to destroy one?