Chapter 2357: Murderer

Xuan Gu Sword was originally the peak of the ancient **** realm.

Seeing Xiao Fan's strength, Xuan Gujian didn't dare to treat him contemptuously. Coupled with the anger in his heart, he couldn't worry so much.

The Xuantian Sword Sect was destroyed, and it is estimated that it will not be possible to achieve its current glory without hundreds of years.

What's more, other second-rate forces will not allow the Xuantian Sword Sect to develop, and the time will only be longer if they want to restore their vitality.

Xuan Gu Jian just wanted to make a desperate move, as long as he killed Xiao Fan, perhaps the Lu Family would pay attention to him and protect him from the Xuantian Sword Sect.

His speed was very fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan did not flash back, and used his supernatural power again. This time, hundreds of vortices appeared at the same time.

Dozens of whirlpools can kill Lu Jinglong. The crushed Lu Jinglong doesn't have any temper. Now he is going all out and his momentum is no different.

boom!

A terrifying shock wave swept away from the two of them, the strangling power of the black vortex, and the sky full of sword aura, tearing the void, and numerous fine cracks appeared in the sky.

Generally speaking, it is difficult for the ancient gods to break the void, but the strength of the two at the moment is already close to the level of the collapse of the void.

"So strong!" The crowd was slightly surprised when they felt the power of Xiao Fan.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe that the person fighting the Xuangu Sword was a kid who had just broken through the ancient gods.

The corpse prince also looked at Xiao Fan with a slight surprise, and he found that the gap between himself and Xiao Fan was not so big.

Although there was no fight, the corpse prince knew that he was definitely not Xiao Fan's opponent.

"Xiao Fan, 13 sects of the nine palaces, you are now the first person." The corpse prince sighed in his heart, he did not have any frustration, but was turbulent.

After a pause, he squinted his eyes again, and muttered in a low voice: "In a few moments, the battlefield of a hundred kills once in a thousand years will also open. The Tianwu Shenshan will inevitably summon the talents of the Tianwu Region to participate. I also have to prepare as soon as possible. To chase him, you must enter the ghost cave!"

A look of ruthlessness flashed across the face of the corpse prince, but when he said the words Yinlingku, his eyes still had a strong jealousy.

In the distance, Xiao Fan and Xuan Gu Sword violently collided with each other. It has to be said that Xuan Gu Sword is not as powerful as it burns blood, at least it is stronger than Lu Jinglong, and it is worthy of being the lord of the sect.

Even if Xiao Fan displayed his supernatural powers, he could only resist, but could not occupy any advantage.

"That's interesting." Xiao Fan grinned, without any fear, instead the fighting spirit was raging.

Unfolding his palm, the Shura Sword appeared in his hand again, and the Sword of Rebellion slashed out, tearing the sky full of sword aura, and slammed towards Xuangu Sword from all directions.

Xuan Gujian was actually not as relaxed as he thought, facing Xiao Fan's hundreds of black whirlpools, there was still a breath of death enveloped him.

Now that Xiao Fan came back with a sword, the Xuan Gu Sword was immediately suppressed, and blood flew across his body.

"What are you still trying to do? Kill him with me." Xuan Gujian roared. He is not Xiao Fan's opponent alone, but he still has twenty ancient gods from Xuantian Sword Sect.

This time, in order to destroy the Youyun Mansion, the Xuantian Sword Sect moved in full force. There was only one ancient **** realm cultivator in the sect. This was also the reason why the crazy wolves were able to slaughter the millions of Xuantian Sword Sect cultivators.

When Xuantian Sword Sect saw this, more than 20 ancient gods of the ancient gods stepped up into the air, rushing towards Xiao Fan without fate, the shadow of the sword and the sword flashed, flooding the world.

"If there are many useful people, those people just won't die." Xiao Fan's eyes were extremely cold, with a disdainful smile on his face.

More than twenty ancient gods were killed together, Xiao Fan finally felt a pressure, but there was a bloodthirsty smile in his eyes.

"Royal!"

Xiao Fan gave a soft drink, urging the power of the black vortex in his body, and the hundreds of vortices around his body skyrocketed again, crushing the four directions.

Breaking through the middle stage of the ancient **** realm, the black vortex in Xiao Fan's body has also become ten feet in size from a hundred feet in size at the beginning, but its power has not diminished, but has doubled more than ten times.

The black vortex looked more condensed, as if it contained explosive power.

"He has used the power of the human body secret realm, and everyone is holding it to me. His divine power must be consumed extremely severely." Xuangujian saw this, not surprised but rejoiced.

Puff puff! As soon as the words fell, two or three Ancient God Realm powerhouses were shattered by the black vortex, and their souls were destroyed.

The vitality and energy in those blood mists were all absorbed by the black vortex, turning into the purest power and pouring into Xiao Fan's body.

If Xuan Gu Jian knew that all the people killed by Xiao Fan, their divine power and flesh and blood were constantly replenishing Xiao Fan's divine power, I don't know how it would feel.

"Consumption of my divine power?" Xiao Fan was extremely disdainful, and his divine power had never been completely consumed when he used his supernatural power.

Even if the spirit of heaven and earth is extracted, it can be supplemented. If you want to consume it completely, it is tantamount to a dream.

Puff puff!

Several more ancient gods have been beheaded. Any monks below the middle stage of the ancient gods, encountering the black vortex, are basically dead.

"Sect Master, we are not opponents, run away!" a black-robed old man shouted, his body covered in blood, even if he is the cultivation base of the peak of the ancient gods, it is difficult to get close to Xiao Fan, let alone kill Xiao Fan.

"Quickly go!" The other ancient gods were dignified and shot towards the distance one after another, daring not to stop at all.

"Don't even want to leave." Xiao Fan yelled coldly. The one hundred black whirlpool grew bigger and instantly enveloped a ten-mile radius, which would increase his consumption. However, as long as he kills one person, his consumption can be rapid. make up.

From the Xuantian Sword Sect, Xiao Fan did not intend to let it go from scratch.

"Ah~"

"I'm not willing!"

"You are a murderous demon, you **** it!"

A scream of screams came from the black whirlpool of bitter curses, and dozens of strong ancient gods were strangled into blood mist, and then swallowed and refined by the black whirlpool.

This scene only happened in the blink of an eye, Xiao Fan seemed to kill not people, but grass.

Seeing this scene, the cultivators all around couldn't help but breathe in cold air, and their bodies were cold. They secretly made up their minds that no matter who offends them, they must never offend Xiao Fan. This is simply a murderous demon.

"A murderer?" Xiao Fan licked his lips with a bloodthirsty smile. His sharp eyes suddenly fell on Xuangujian, "What about the murderer? "

At this moment, the Xuan Gu Sword was spreading out, the robe on his body was broken, dyed red with blood, and his body was crumbling.

Just now he burned his blood energy. This method could not be used for a long time. In addition, Xiao Fan's strength was not weak, and he suffered a severe damage to his body, and he did not have much blood energy to burn.

At this moment, his aura was extremely weak, like a lamb staying, seeing Xiao Fan coming, his whole body began to tremble.

Although he was afraid of death, he was more unwilling and angry, and he would die if he didn't kill Xiao Fan.

"You are a bit vigorous." Xiao Fan stood with his sword, the purple-blooded Shura sword still dripping with blood, extremely enchanting, "For the sake of your vigor, I will let you live three more breaths!" When the voice fell, Xiao Fan raised the sword in his hand and suddenly cut it out in the air.